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Daughter’s Hairbrush leads to first time sex

The sun shone through a gap in the bedroom curtains when I woke, and after the few days of rain it was a nice surprise to see such a sight. The fact we were in autumn meant the trees outside were a beautiful array of colours as the leaves prepared to drop and the air crisp. The recent wind had even dropped which meant that it looked promising to be a nice weekend. And considering the date it seemed a good omen that things should finally fall into place as the previous few months had been a bit of a nightmare.
As I lay listening to the quietness of the house, enjoying the fact I didn’t have to rush around to get ready for work I had a twinge of remorse that I was laying alone. After sharing a bed with someone for so long it took a bit of getting used to having to sleep alone. Sure, in the early days it had been good just like it is when you have the whole double bed to yourself the odd night rather than someone encroaching on your space as you sleep. But after 16 years of marriage and sharing a bed with my wife I missed the closeness of having someone there warm to snuggle up to. As well of course as missing the physical side of a relationship.
With my mind in a thoughtful mode it made me jump when suddenly there was a knock on the door and it swung open with a sight for sore eyes of my daughter entering with a steaming mug of tea.
“Morning Dad, I thought I would bring you a nice cup of tea on this fine morning and your divorce papers that the postman has just delivered, so we should celebrate in style the fact you are now officially free of my cow of a mother!”
Kate had never forgiven her mother for having the affair which finished our marriage, made worse by the fact that it had been her that found her out in the first place. Being only 14 at the time she had been brought home by one of her friends mum from school after the school was closed mid-morning due to a burst water pipe. As her own mum hadn’t answered her phone and being mature for her age Kate always had her own key in case of emergencies. Having been dropped off at the top of the drive she had made her way past her own mum’s car which was in the driveway along with a white van. Seemed a little odd for a start, especially as she hadn’t answered her phone but Kate thought perhaps she had just been busy vacuuming or something and hadn’t heard the phone. And perhaps the van was a workman that had been called in to fix something like the washing machine or the like. But on finding the door locked Kate used her key to enter and was met by the sound of her mother screaming. Thinking the worst Kate had grabbed an umbrella next to the door as a weapon and ran through to the kitchen where the noise had come from to help her mother who had sounded in distress.
Time seemed to stop for Kate then as she entered the kitchen. Her mother had indeed screamed but not because she was being attacked. Well not in so many words. Kate guessed that the van belonged to the man that stood behind her mother with his trousers and boxers discarded on the floor as he had hold of her hips and was pounding against her arse as she was bent over the worktop of the island in the centre of the kitchen, her negligee up around her waist and her bare breasts squashed against the marble. Kate had seen enough clips on the internet to know exactly what was happening in front of her and couldn’t then remember whether she screamed louder than her whore of a mother!
The phone call I received from my daughters mobile was one of the worst I had ever received. Through uncontrolled cries and sniffles I had just about made out the gist of the situation and where to find my daughter who had ran out of the house having first used the umbrella as the weapon she had intended and hit the man on the back of the head who had been fucking her mum.
By the time I had picked her up she had just about stopped crying as we pulled onto the drive, now minus the van. My wife met us at the door trying to apologise to Kate but our daughter was having none of it. In fact Kate calmly walked up to her mother and slapped her round her face asking how she could do such a thing to me before picking up her school bag which was where she had dropped it earlier and disappeared into her room. That left a very awkward situation as we stood opposite each other, tears welling in both of our eyes knowing that all we had worked for over the years had just been undone in a moment.
Turns out the visits from our friendly ‘repair-man’ had been a regular occurrence and the next time his van came onto our drive was to pick her up with her suitcase, a tearful Kate watching from her bedroom window as it pulled away leaving the two of us to get on with our lives minus a wife and mother!
So a messy few months had passed while we sorted out the divorce details as well as my daughters 15th Birthday. Unsurprisingly her mother had not been invited to our family gathering, and even though I tried to put aside my anger I was unable to change my daughters mind and even though I felt she still needed her mother’s input into her life now and again, Kate was having none of it. We had always had a very good and open relationship where any questions she had were answered honestly and that had only got better since her mum left and I was very proud of the young lady she was growing into. Her school work had not suffered and she had continued to mix with her circle of friends as before. The only major issue was that I kept having to remind her that she didn’t have to keep mothering me as I was big enough to look after myself, but because she was so big hearted she did all she could to make my life easier.
“Morning Kate” I had replied sitting up in bed and accepting both the envelope and tea with thanks. “Let’s open this then and make sure it says what we want it to say”.
As I tear the envelope open Kate plonked herself down on the bed by my side, her blonde hair still ruffled from sleep which she brushed from her face and smiled at me.
Having read my decree absolute I passed it to Kate who took it from me and put it on the side having read the title too. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek, her arm wrapped around my neck and she gave me a big hug saying that she knows I must have mixed feelings over it as it was the end of what had seemed a happy marriage to me tainted by the fact my wife had been unfaithful. I held Kate close as I re-iterated that it was also a shame she had lost the mother she had once had and that if ever she wanted to rekindle the relationship with her then I would respect her wishes. But Kate was adamant that she was quite happy not seeing her.
“And anyway” she stated uncoupling from our hug, “I don’t need anyone else as you fill both roles quite well” she said.
As she lay next to me she picked up the solicitors letter and started to read it, crossing her feet as her legs stretched down the bed. As I sipped my tea my eyes took in her full length, suddenly surprised at how tall she seemed with her feet not far from the end of the bed. I glanced over her frame and was drawn to her chest which was rising and falling with each breath, but the thing that made me take note was her nipples were fully erect through the tight material of her top.
Over the months I had noticed she was growing into a fine young woman, her shape changing slightly as she grew and her boobs had seemed to have a growth spurt as she had dragged me shopping not long ago for new underwear. I had always looked at my daughter in the fatherly way but suddenly as I drank in the view of her heaving breasts I felt an involuntary twitch as my cock came to life. Slightly embarrassed at my own thoughts and the effect it was having on me I suggested she go and shower so I could get out of bed without her seeing the bulge that had appeared below the quilt. As she swung her legs round and stepped off the bed, the shorts she slept in had shifted into her crack and her bare buttock was in view for a few seconds before she adjusted herself disappearing out of the door towards her bathroom.
Thankful of her now not being in the room I swung myself out of bed with one of the hardest erections I could ever remember. It took me a while before I could even pee, even getting to the stage that I thought I may even have to have a swift wank to calm things down. The worrying thing for me though was the manner in which I got hard in the first place. I know it had been a long time since I had some real lady attention as there had been no-one since my wife left, but I had been a regular observer of internet porn on my laptop being someone with quite a high sex drive. But I had never thought of my daughter in that way – until this morning!
After I showered I managed to calm down a little and let the water wash over me as if trying to cleanse my thoughts as well as my body. As I now stood in front of the mirror in my bathroom I took in the sight of myself and was quite pleased that I was still pretty well toned from regular trips to the gym as well as the odd cycle ride or walk that Kate and I took together. Not that I was so obsessed to be rippled with muscles, but I knew I had to take fairly good care of myself if I wanted any chance to find someone new. Pulling on my boxers I walked out of the en-suite into my bedroom to get dressed. At just that moment I heard Kate shout me from her bathroom and as we were used to seeing each other walk around in our underwear I went to find out what she wanted. As I approached the door it was slightly ajar as it normally was as we always respected each other’s privacy and so on hearing the shower running I shouted back asking her what she wanted.
“Be a Love and pass me one of my new razors from the cabinet” she called back, “I forgot to grab one before I got in here” she continued. “And close your eyes” she added!
As I made my way into the bathroom I opened the cabinet and took out one of her new razors, turning my body towards the shower but not my head. I exaggerated not looking by holding both arms up in front of me walking like a zombie would from the films, waving my hands around as if I was completely blind in a room I had never been in.
“No need to be facetious” Kate said as I heard the door open slightly just before the razor disappeared from my grasp. “Thank you, you may go now” she had said as if balking orders at a servant.
“Thank you Ma’am” I added, playing my part. It was as I headed back towards the door that I glanced in the mirror and saw the reflection of my daughters naked form in the shower, her body outlined against the wet glass of the cubicle, not enough to give me a clear view but enough for me to see her naked breasts and small patch of dark pubic hair between her legs. I must have stood for half a second too long as I was mesmerised by the sight as on looking back up her body our eyes met via the mirror. As I turned my head and exited the bathroom quickly I was sure I saw a slight smile across her face.
Having not made any plans for the day I just pulled on some jogging bottoms and a T-shirt before making my way downstairs to prepare some breakfast. I had decided to just act as if nothing had happened in the bathroom and go through our normal routine of making some scrambled eggs and grilled bacon to go with the muffins I had bought the day before. As I got on with my tasks Kate breezed into the kitchen in her usual youthful way and put the coffee machine on. As she reached up into the cupboard to get the cups she stood on tip toes, her bare feet looking so cute at the bottom of her freshly shaved legs. She wore a short pleated white skirt with a tight purple T-shirt that had colourful swirls around the front. As she reached up I was surprised at how high the skirt rose and was sure I could see the bottom of her buttocks and had to look away and concentrate on the eggs before my mind returned to the way I was thinking about her earlier. For a millisecond it passed my mind that she had done it deliberately after seeing me checking her out in the shower, but I dismissed it as nonsense and served up breakfast.
As we sat beside each other Kate looked across at me and suddenly asked; “Dad, do men prefer women to shave down below or to leave it natural?”
I was a little taken aback by the question but as we had always been open and honest with our discussions I tried to answer as best I could.
“Well Kate, I suppose it comes down to a matter of personal preference” I said as I sipped at my coffee.
“Some men prefer the natural hairy look where the woman never trims or shaves right through to the other end of the spectrum where the woman shaves completely bald”.
I was pretty sure I had gone red with embarrassment but I continued to eat breakfast as normal and I continued; “Just like some women prefer to trim or shave for hygiene reasons as well as looks”.
The next question was unexpected.
“Well which do you prefer Dad?” Kate asked as she fed some bacon into her mouth.
“Kate I’m not sure it’s appropriate that you ask me that really, do you” I replied seeing that slight smile again on her lips.
“Oh come on Dad, you can tell me” she continued, smiling wider this time.
Now seeing as we had openly discussed sex in general in the past I asked myself what harm could it do to go along with her questions, so I told her.
“Well Kate, my personal preference is either a well trimmed patch on the top but most definitely smooth around the vagina” I replied trying to keep it as ‘professional’ as I could.
“Ooh vagina” she said almost in a mocking way.
“Well what do you want me to call it?” I asked?
Now it was Kate’s turn to go red as I deflected the question back at her.
“Pussy!” she said out loud as she smiled back at me, pleased at herself for saying the word.
“Well in that case” I exclaimed, “I like a bald pussy all over!” And I forked the last of the egg into my mouth pleased that I had met her on her words.
What she did next almost made me choke on the mouthful I had as suddenly she pushed her chair back slightly from the table and swung one of her legs round at the same time as lifting her skirt.
“Like this?” She asked as we both stared down at the baldness between her legs as she wore no underwear.
Time seemed to stop for me as I was confronted by the sweetest looking pussy I think I had ever seen. And as I said earlier, I have seen quite a few over the years with the benefit of the internet, but never one as beautiful as what was a few feet in front of me in the flesh. The freshly shaved mound almost shone as the light bounced off it from the halogen bulbs in the ceiling, and the lips were slightly red around the sides from the recent attention they had had from the razor. The lips were still nicely closed, although with the angle of her legs stretched slightly they were threatening to part and open like a flower coming out from bud. Talking of which the sweet bud of her clitoris hood stood proud at the top of her slit finishing off the beauty that sat before me.
I was at a loss what to do or say at this point, and as if it had been the most natural thing in the world to have done, Kate returned her skirt and leg round under the table and finished her food.
I just found myself looking deep into her eyes and said “Exactly like that! Although that’s the best looking pussy I have ever seen” I continued as if in a daze reliving the picture now embedded in my mind.
“Why thank you Dad” Kate said, smiling again. “I’m glad you approve”.
As I sat in my chair I was pretty glad I was close to the table as my cock was threatening to rip through my joggers at just having seen such a sweet pussy. To make things worse it was now I noticed that Kate wore no bra underneath her shirt as her stiff nipples were pushing against the material. As Kate was between a B and a C cup her breasts were just a perfect shape which hardly needed a bra being so pert and they looked mighty fine now pressed against her top. Again my hesitation to look away obviously made me guilty of staring at her chest and I chastised myself again for thinking bad thoughts about my innocent teenage daughter sat next to me.
Kate broke the silence.
“And do you approve of my boobs too?” She asked pushing her chest out slightly further which only accentuated the fact her nipples were rock hard.
“Kate, you are growing into a beautiful young woman” I heard myself saying, “and have a fantastic figure with a lovely pair of boobs. I can also tell you that you have a great looking pussy too and the fact you have shaved it is very nice.” I tried to continue in my fatherly role; “Your body is growing fast and your hormones too which means that you will start to have sexual feelings more and more if you have not already done so. I appreciate the honesty with which we speak and long may it continue, but it may be best if you start to perhaps dress a little more around me now that your body is changing so much.”
Kate almost looked horrified. “Why do I have to do that Dad, do you not like the clothes I wear?”
“It’s not that at all Kate. I love the clothes you wear, the only problem is that you are my daughter and when I see you dress like this it affects me like it should affect any man, only it is wrong for me”.
“You mean you get turned on?” she asked.
“Well yes” I said, “I suppose I do”.
“And is that so wrong?” she asked.
“As I’m your Dad, yes it is” I replied.
“Well I won’t tell anyone if you don’t” she said as she sipped her drink.
“Well it’s not quite as easy as that honey” I said trying to ignore those gorgeous nipples that seemed to be staring at me. “A man has urges and I would hate to be in a position where I took advantage of that for my own pleasure” I said trying to be as diplomatic as I could.
“well girls have urges too” she replied.
“Indeed they do” I said, “and I appreciate that but you will have to try and keep them in check until you are older and find a nice boyfriend”.
“But you told me to steer clear of boys because they just want one thing!” she had said, which I could hardly argue with because I did!
“I know, but when the time comes and you are ready then as long as you are careful then things should be OK” I said.
With that she stood up from the table and took her plate to the sink before disappearing upstairs to her room. Thankful for the space I too stood up and my hard-on was like something I had never seen before. It was so hard it physically ached and so I knew that the only way I was going to do anything with it was to actually have a wank, so I made my way up to my room to do the deed.
As I got to the top of the stairs I heard the music coming from Kate’s room as her door was half open. I had to pass her door to get to my room and as I started to walk across the landing I heard her moan above the music. I knew in my head that she must be feeling how I was and that she was perhaps masturbating just like I was planning on doing. I know I should have walked straight past her door but I glanced in and sure enough she was laid on her bed, her skirt was up around her waist and her fingers were busy playing with her clit. As I watched I saw her pressing her hairbrush against her lips which seemed to open and welcome the plastic phallic handle in as she continued to moan. My cock was rock hard against my jogging bottoms and as I stood in the doorway watching my daughter masturbate herself with a brush I rubbed my hand along my shaft. With her head thrown back against her bed, her fingers were circling her clit faster and faster as the handle was pushed in right up to the head and she moaned louder as her orgasm neared.
Trying to keep out of sight I found myself with my joggers around my thighs and my cock in my hand, pre-cum already oozing from the glans. I could hear the wet sound of Kate’s pussy as it devoured the hairbrush just wishing it was my cock instead. Kate pulled the handle from within her and whilst she continued to rub around her clit she brought the brush up to her mouth and started to suck on it, tasting her own juices. I very nearly came there and then, but stopped short just as she looked directly at me through the gap in the door. My heart almost stopped but my legs wouldn’t work to move me away and then I heard her speak.
“I hope you aren’t going to waste that” she said nodding at the erection I held in my hand. “I suggest you get over here and do what you need to do” she continued, still without stopping her clit action.
Like a scolded schoolboy I did as I was told and entered her room, drawn to her open pussy like a moth to a lamp. It looked so damn tasty and as I kicked off my bottoms I was on my knees and between her thighs tasting her juice in no time. Her skin was as soft as ever and her gorgeous pussy lips were wet from her own secretions, glistening in the light. The taste was exquisite and I lapped hungrily at her lips from bottom to top of her freshly shaven cunt. I slipped a finger into the warmth and felt the tight hole grasp my digit, licking it each time it reappeared covered in her liquid. Pushing a second in I heard her gasp with pleasure, obvious that her hymen had already been broken at some point by herself, probably by the hairbrush she was still sucking.
“Let me suck your cock please Dad” I heard her say as she leaned on her elbows. I looked up from my feast, my face covered in wetness and saw the longing in her eyes.
“But Kate this is just so wrong on every level” I said, fingers still buried deep inside of her.
“A bit too late to worry about that I think, don’t you?” she asked now rubbing those sweet breasts beneath her shirt.
Although I had broken the rule already about sexual activity with my daughter, it wasn’t too late to stop. But she seemed like a drug which had drawn me in and I wanted more. I stood up and removed my shirt as she removed her own and lay before me with just her tiny skirt on around her waist as her beautiful tits and nipples came on show for me. I couldn’t resist reaching down and taking each one in hand, feeling the nipples harden further against my palm, a contrast with the softness of the fleshy mounds. I watched in awe as her delicate hands took hold of my manhood and guided it into her open mouth, her tongue getting to work on my knob as she fed herself. Her small hands made me look bigger than I perhaps was, having a further sexual affect on me and I had to concentrate with all my mind so as not to explode down her throat.
Her sweet pussy seemed to be calling me back and so I straddled her body and lay above her in the 69 position. It had been years since I had done that and so I savoured the feeling of having my cock sucked whilst my mouth licked away at her juicy sex. I toyed with her tiny asshole too as it had become well lubricated from her being so turned on. I didn’t push a finger in at this stage as I didn’t want to rush things, but I knew she was getting pleasure from having her hole stroked. I felt her hands on my hips as she gently thrust me in and out of her mouth, careful enough not to push too hard to make her gag, allowing her to take things as slowly as she wanted. She must have practised many times on her hairbrush as she was certainly making an expert go of sucking me off.
I felt her hands push me away and to the side and so suddenly we had changed positions with her on top. She continued to grind her pelvic bone into my face, her lips leaving a slick mess all over my mouth and I continued to hungrily accept it. Her head bobbed up and down my shaft, her throaty moans vibrating deliciously against me. I heard a rip and then felt the condom being rolled over my length and I knew that I was about to act out the ultimate sin.
I looked down as Kate removed her final piece of clothing just before spinning round and straddling me. I was about to tell her how mature I thought she was with regards the condom but before I had chance she lowered her face to meet mine and our mouths met in the most erotic kiss I had ever had. Our juices flowed between us as we tasted each other, our tongues mingling as one. I could feel the head of my cock pushing gently against her opening as her hand slipped between us and guided me into her. I lay completely still, suppressing the urge to thrust into her at this stage, still wanting her to do this at her own pace. She raised her head and looked me straight in the eye as she lowered herself onto my shaft, her pussy hungrily accepting me, enveloping me with that beautiful warmth that comes when your cock is buried into a sweet cunt.
I reached up and cupped her breasts, the firmness of her youth adding to the visual pleasure I was getting from seeing her grind herself into me. My hands ran down to her hips and I held her as I started to gently rock with her to meet her thrusts which were starting to get faster. She smiled at me, still staring into my eyes as we fucked together on the bed. The beat of the music pounded in the background, mixing with our own sounds that we were making. As our bodies slapped together harder and faster I knew she was nearing her first real orgasm with me and unable to stop myself now we joined together in mutual pleasure as our bodies came with an intensity that I couldn’t remember enjoying in the past. Her screams filled the room and her body shook as she ground herself into me over and over until we were both spent. She collapsed on top of me and her sweet breasts pressed against my own chest, our heavy breaths now competing with the music.
Minutes passed as we lay in each other’s arms, our bodies returning to their natural state. As Kate slid off me to lie by my side I felt my cock slip out of her wet hole and rest on my thigh.
“Thanks Dad”, I heard her say. “I’ve been waiting ages for that to happen” she added pressing her body against mine. “I was getting a little fed up with my hairbrush and needed the real thing” she concluded as she kissed me on the cheek.
“But Kate, that was just so wrong of us to have done what we have just done!” I said.
“Oh give over” she said, her breasts now pushing against my side. “You always told me that the first time should be special and with someone who I love and who loves me. Well it was!” she added giving me that gorgeous smile again. I couldn’t help but smile back as I felt a twinge again between my legs as my cock reacted to the beauty that lay beside me.

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Sharing My Room WIth Sis: Deep Asleep

“Wake up, Abby.” I came out of the bathroom and found my sister still asleep in my bed. I poked her shoulder. “Come on, its almost time for school.” She didn’t so much as move. Somewhat annoyed, I began shaking her. “Abby! Wake up!” Barely stirring, she tried to roll over, but I practically pulled her upright.
“What? What time is it?”
“You slept in too late. You only have 15 minutes to get ready. Hurry up, I don’t want to be late again.”
“Then maybe you shouldn’t have kept me up so late.” Abby disappeared into the bathroom.
It had been a little over a week since the fateful night when Abby’s room had flooded during a storm, damaging most of her stuff, destroying her carpet, and forcing her to move into my room until it was repaired. After I’d spent a hard night in the sleeping bag on the floor, she’d insisted we share the bed, and in our loneliness, our mutual desire for intimacy had exploded into a week of steamy encounters. We, of course, had to hide this, especially from our mom. Fortunately, she was her usual preoccupied self, focused on her job and the house, usually too tired to do much more for us than feed us. Still, the need for absolute secrecy made us wait until late to ensure she was asleep.
The night before mom had been up watching a movie until midnight. We waited quietly with the lights out, passing the time looking for incest porn on my computer until we were sure she was asleep. When the time finally came, we jumped on each other, rubbing and groping. I came to her firm stroking and, for the third night in a row, she orgasmed hard with my finger deep in her pussy and my lips sucking her clit.
On the way to school, Abby told me about her new friend Izzy. Abby was a freshman, and had been having trouble finding friends since starting high school a couple of months before. Her best friends from Middle School had turned on her to join a popular clique. She’d tried hard to get back in with them, but her attempt fell through. I’d like to think that our new relationship had helped her turn her problem around, and given her the confidence to find friends elsewhere.
“Anyway, Izzy’s dad is going to take us to the mall after school, so you won’t need to take me home today,” Abby told me.
“I’m sure you’ll have a good time,” I said. I was happy for her, but also slightly jealous of the time I wouldn’t get to spend with her tonight. Abby picked up the hint of displeasure.
“You alright?” she asked.
I sighed a bit. “Yeah, I’m fine.”
Abby thought a moment. “I know what’s the matter, I slept in and forgot to give you a proper good morning.” As I drove, she reached over and started to fondle the crotch of my pants. After a minute we reached a stoplight, and I leaned back in the car seat. She looked to either side of us to see if anyone could see into our car, but I drove an old pick-up that was high off the ground, so there was no problem. She undid my pants and released my now-hard dick. “Light’s green,” she said, slowly stroking my dick. I desperately wanted to cum before we reached school, but driving the car was too much a distraction and time was too short. As we got close to the parking lot, Abby released me and slid back over. “Out of time. We’ll have to finish later.”
I anticipated ‘later’ all day and afternoon, waiting at home for Abby to return from the mall. Whether playing fetch with the dogs or sitting on the couch watching TV, I spent my time still thinking about her and remembering what we’d done together. Random scenes flashed through my mind: My hand sliding into her pajama top and cupping her breast for the first time, her fingers wrapping around my dick, masturbating at the computer while she caressed my balls, tasting the sweet juices dripping from her pussy after she came. Most of all was just the warm, soft feel of her pale, freckled skin and the loving smile that spread wide her round cheeks.
Abby was finally dropped off after dinner. I was sitting in my room doing some homework when she walked in. “I had a lot of fun with Izzy. We have a lot in common.” She held up her bags. “Want to see what I got?”
“Maybe later. Mom wanted to watch a movie with us again tonight, and the sooner we start the sooner we can come to bed.”
She smiled, and then said seriously, “Yeah, I don’t want to stay up as late tonight. I’m pretty tired.”
Early on in the movie Abby left to change and didn’t come back. I’d been staying up later than usual with Mom to avoid even the hint of suspicion that we were up to something, but the waiting was painful. Sitting through the insufferably long movie, I imagined her sitting at my computer looking at porn with her finger deep in her pussy.
When it ended and Mom went to bed, I headed to my room with great anticipation, unzipping my pants before I even went in. I pulled my dick free and flung the door open dramatically. To my disappointment, Abby was lying on the bed already asleep, not even under the covers.
Stepping over the sleeping bag, I tried to nudge her awake. It was hopeless, she’s just too deep a sleeper.
I got ready for bed, hoping I’d settle down and be ready to sleep myself, but came back with my dick still sticking out straight in my boxer-briefs. Not wanting to drag Abby out of bed to wake her up, I decided to take care of it the old fashioned way and sat down at the computer.
Even as I looked through the porn, each time a new page loaded I found my eyes turning to look at Abby asleep in my bed just inches away from me. I focused on the computer, but every handjob, blowjob, and redhead made me think of Abby. I tried lesbian vids, but as soon as a tongue reached a pussy, my eyes were back on Abby. After a week with her, porn just wasn’t going to cut it.
I turned the volume up a bit, hoping the moans might have an effect. I turned my chair into the bed, shaking it. None of it caused her to stir. I turned my chair and stared at her. She was lying on her side facing towards me, wearing a red camisole whose fabric made her skin look even softer. Her tits pushed right through the light material, showing every curve, her nipples sticking straight out towards me. Even though her clothes were all back from the laundry service, she was again wearing a pair of my boxer-briefs as her only bottoms. They were too big for her, but still her round ass managed to stretch the fabric.
I needed to touch her. Up until now she’d be willing for anything I’d initiated, but taking advantage of her like this seemed like it might be a step too far for my typically shy sister. But as soon as the idea entered my head, I knew there would be no getting away from it. I was simply too horny for her, and couldn’t sleep without release. I reached out from the chair and placed my hand against the skin of the side above her waist where her top didn’t quite cover. I slid my hand up her side, carefully watching for any sign of consciousness. Seeing none, I slid my hand down to her breast, cupping it gently in my hand, and then pinching her nipple. Pausing a moment to check again for movement. As delicately as I could, I pulled her top up, sliding it slowly under the side on the bed, pulling it out and over her tits. Her firm B-cups sank only a little downward. With both hands I ran my fingers across and around her breasts, and leaned over to them. I kissed her top nipple gently, and then suckled at it while squeezing it gently.
Setting my sights downward, I carefully pulled her waistband out and down and peeked inside at the triangle of red curly hair, leading down out of my sight. Just as I was about to slip my hand inside, Abby, without waking, groaned wearily and, smacking her mouth, rolled over on her front, her head turned to still face me. Her breathing soon returned to long, slow breaths and I continued. Her legs were slightly apart, and I moved down the bed so I could get a better look. The legs of the boxer-briefs were too wide for her legs, and on one side had fallen open in a way that showed her skin all the way up her smooth thigh the top of her leg, with just a bit of her pussy lips and red fuzz showing. I licked my lips and slowly pulled back the leg opening more, giving a full view of her soft pussy mound.
Now half on the bed, I reached my hands to each side of her waist and started sliding down the boxer-briefs over her round ass, then stretching them out to fit them down below her opened knees and out of the way.
Again checking closely that she was still sleeping, I decided to make use of the opportunity and do something I hadn’t tried while she was awake. I leaned down and softly kissed her ass cheek, running my finger along her crack. With one hand, I gently separated her ass cheeks, and checking her one more time, I licked my finger and caressed it across her anus.
Now feeling bolder, I lowered my finger slowly down until I reached the bottom of her pussy. Tickling briefly right at the bottom, I traced a line around the outer edge of her mound. I placed my index and ring finger on either lip and slowly separated them, dipping my middle finger and gently running it against the pink flesh inside.
Abby’s breathing changed a bit, but she didn’t seem to have tensed. Using just my index finger, I wiggled it between her lips, sinking it a little deeper each time, until it ran lengthwise across her whole hole and the round soft pussy lips closed over it.
I froze as Abby started mumbling slightly. The sounds were unintelligible. Her legs closed some onto my hand, my finger still pressed between her lips. I wiggled my finger a little more, moving it until the tip was just barely entering her hole, and slowly pushed it in just a bit. She shifted her hips a bit more, and I realized I couldn’t go much further without waking her up.
I just barely slid the tip of my finger in and out of her, and tried to consider what to do next. This was all hot, but none of it was getting me finished. I looked up at her face to check her eyes, and saw that her mouth was slightly open. Still asleep, she licked her lips a bit to moisten them and made the barest pucker, as if about to kiss something.
I was as helpless to avoid the next idea in my head as the first one. Although I was almost sure it would wake her up and she’d be mad, I couldn’t stop myself. I pulled my hand free and shifted to the head of the bed. Taking my dick in my hand, I carefully leaned it in to her face. I gently rubbed my tip along her cheek. Pre-cum started beading across the tip of my dick, and I spread it to cover the whole purple head. Her mouth still open, she puckered slightly again, and more slowly than anything yet, I let my dick find its way to her lips. I ran the tip along her bottom lip, then her top, feeling the softness and wetness of them and her warm breath escaping her mouth. I pulled back a moment and again she moistened them.
I brought my dick in gently between her lips until it touched them both, my tip just barely in her mouth. I slowly stroked my cock as it sat there. Suddenly and yet slowly, she closed her lips around my head. Her mouth opened again slightly, and I felt the end of her tongue push against my dick, but only for a moment. Her lips puckered out again and closed a little farther down around my dick, taking my whole head into her mouth. She shifted her body slightly again and let out a soft “Mmmm.” I couldn’t believe she was still asleep!
Some impulse buried deep within her sleeping brain caused her to start sucking gently at what was in her mouth. I couldn’t help pressing my dick into her mouth just a bit further. With my fingertips pinching my shaft I made short, sharp strokes on my dick. Abby’s mouth sucked a little harder, and I felt her tongue press against my head, rubbing slightly with each suckle.
I couldn’t take anymore. I pulled out of her mouth and came. I turned slightly and the first few hard spurts shoot across her back, a bit even reaching her ass. Much of the rest dribble off my dick and fall onto her cheek, where part slowly slid down her chin. She again moistened her lips and then closed her mouth.
I still worried what she might think if she awoke and found out what I’d done. I took a tissue and gently wiped my cum off her face without disturbing her. With my dick gradually softening, I climbed over her and snuggled up against her. She turned again to her side facing away from me, and I pressed against her back, feeling the warm wetness of my cum sticking on her back and ass. I lay there and gradually drifted towards sleep.
Abby shifted slightly again, her head turning towards mine. Just as I was nearly asleep, her soft whisper shocked me awake. My heart suddenly racing with fear and regret, my brain finally processed the words she had said.
“Next time, spend more time on my pussy, and don’t cum so fast. I was just getting warmed up.” She wiggled her bare ass against me until my dick nestled between her ass cheeks, and then pulled the covers up over us.

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Being More Social – Chapters 6-10

Thank you all so much for the warm reception the first five chapters got! I’m so grateful for all of you. I hope the next five chapters are just as entertaining! **No age is mentioned in this story and for all we know all characters are 18 or above for the story.** Also, fair warning, there’s still a lot of tropes. Enjoy.

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My daughter Annie2

Annie was not a woman to argue with. She was very bright. She
could have majored in anything in college and done well. When she
had her mind made up, she could move mountains. I had resigned
myself to the fact that my daughter was going to call the shots. It
was actually okay, because I didn’t have to explain our actions to
anyone in the world. The only other living relatives I had were
three sisters, and they all lived miles away and never visited. And
if they did, Annie was cool enough to make an adjustment to our
sleeping arrangements. Yet I was haunted with my old values of
right and wrong.
While Annie nursed Eve, I made reservations. Moving her “things”
into my bedroom was kind of a joke anyway. She already was using
my bathroom and had all her stuff in there. She had been using her
mother’s closet, so except for her body being next to me in bed, she
was already moved into my room. I stood there in my one button
suit, calling a nice restaurant while my daughter was sitting nude
on the couch nursing Eve. Actually Eve had more clothes on than
either of the adults did. When she finished feeding Eve, Annie
handed her to me and told me to change her diaper and get
her ready while she got ready.
I undid Eve’s wet diaper and looked at her in all her purity and
innocence. I looked at that tiny slit and thought to myself how
that would someday be a great attraction to some man. But now
it was a source of inconvenience for the adults around her. I
chuckled as I powdered her bottom and wrapped her up tightly
in a dry diaper. “Do you understand what’s happening here Eve?
I’m not sure I do. If you do ever find out and you probably will,
please understand and love me and your mother. We love you
so very much.”
Dinner was wonderful. Annie and I talked from our hearts. We
talked about so many things. I would sit back and just marvel
a the intelligence of my daughter. Tears started in my eyes.
“What’s wrong Daddy?”
“A few months ago I felt so alone. And now I have everything.
I’ve seen the looks of the men who walk by. They notice what
a beauty you are. But none of them knows just how bright you
are. You could have been anything in this world. I guess I’m just
the luckiest man in the world. You’re everything a man could
want. And you love me.”
“Wow. For once I’m speechless. How can I possibly respond?”
she grabbed my hand and with a gentle squeeze she said, “Father,
your wrong. We are so lucky to have each other.” (When I heard
her use the term ‘Father’ I knew this was from her heart.)
Our dinner went very well. And as we drove home, Annie couldn’t
have sat closer to me unless she sat on my lap to drive. We put Eve
down for the night in the crib which I moved in with us and got
ready for bed ourselves. I have always been one who believed that
pajamas were to be used only in case of a fire. Annie was the same
way.
She laid on the top of the covers and asked me to rub some oil and
cocoa butter on her small stretch marks. An unfair price women
pay to give life. I did this with great relish, and love for her.
And soon this which would be a nightly routine became a labor
of love for me.
She went into the bathroom and I heard her pee. Even the sound
of a woman peeing had been missing in my life. That hissing
sound as the amber fluid rushes past her inner and outer lips is
so distinctive. I laid there and listened to it like it was music.
Annie crawled into bed with me and immediately embraced me. Her
young smooth body with that youthful soft skin felt so nice. Our
relationship to each other soon became a non issue. We didn’t
immediately jump on each other, but instead we talked.
Annie started with, “Mother and I used to talk a lot about sex
after I went to college. She used to tell everything about the
sexual relations the two of you enjoyed.”
“Everything!?”
“Yes Daddy, everything.”
I snorted at the idea. Marty wouldn’t give away all our little
fun things. Annie just got some things, not everything. “Annie
I doubt she said too much.”
Annie started to giggle, “well let’s see. She said you were kinky.
The two of you used to play pee games in the shower. You used
to love to hear her pee. That’s why I left the door open. I knew
you liked to hear it.”
“Groan”
“You hate to come first. You had to know that Mother had an
orgasm before you tried to have one. She told me how she would
sometimes fake hers just to have you cum first.”
“She never did. I would have known she was acting.”
“She did that because she used to love to then have you masturbate
her with your fingers getting your cum all over your fingers and
rubbing her clit with it. It was a real turn on for her because she
knew you really didn’t care to do it, but she could get you horny
enough.”
“She did, did she? And…”
“She said that the most exciting about sex with you was that it
was fun. She said you made sex play and not just sex.”
“Well that’s true. I have always felt it was such a pleasure
that it had to be fun. I never use the word ‘fuck’ when it comes
to sex because it sounds like something you’re doing to someone
and not with. I don’t always use the term ‘love making’ because
it sounds like you’re having to work at it. I love the concept of
fore play, because sex isn’t serious, it’s play. Victorian wives
made it work, making babies makes it work, but it was given to
us to have fun with. To play.”
“That’s what I have always wanted. To get enjoyment from sex
to make it fun.”
“It is fun Annie. Didn’t we have fun this afternoon? Was there any
work involved? And don’t get exercise confused with work.”
“It was wonderful! I have never enjoyed it so much in my life.”
“It was wonderful because it didn’t have a purpose to it. We just
got caught up with each other. We played.”
“Mother used to say that she was so inexperienced about sex before
the two of you were married. She didn’t know if your cock was
bigger than normal or smaller. She just knew it was hard and
wonderful.”
“I’ve never measured it. But someday I’ll get a yardstick and see
how big it is. Sex is 25% equipment, 75% attitude. If my cock
is tired, my tongue will never be tired.”
“Mother said you used to love to eat her and lick her butt hole.”
I looked to the ceiling and said, “Marty wasn’t anything sacred?”
Annie continued on going into details I thought would never escape
my bedroom. I was caught somewhere between being embarrassed
and happy with my reminiscing of the way things were. “Your
mother and I did have a wonderful sex life. We could laugh
at any time and not destroy our moods. I loved her with all
my heart and never even was tempted to cheat on her because
she was such a complete partner. She would try anything and
look for ways to enjoy it.”
“Daddy, I’m the very image of my mother. Put your prejudice
about our relationship away, and just let’s enjoy our lives
together. Please.”
I hugged and kissed Annie for all I was with. My hand felt her
tight round butt as her head snuggled against my shoulder.
“Annie, I’d like to play now, but Eve will be waking you in a couple
of hours for a feeding and I have to get up at five. I’ll be home
between three and three thirty tomorrow. We have the entire
weekend together. Let’s put both cars in the garage, unplug the
phone and just be together. We can sunbathe in the yard, go
skinny dipping, do anything you want. Let’s have the whole
weekend just being with each other and with Eve.”
Annie didn’t say anything. She just squeezed my arm tighter and
was soon asleep.
Five seemed to come a couple of hours early. I had heard Eve cry
at two and heard Annie get her, bring her to bed and feed her.
While the sounds of her nursing weren’t really sexy, I loved
hearing them. I knew that Annie would have let me finish off
her milk if I wanted to, but I wanted her to rest. When I got up
and showered I tried not to disturb her. But as I walked back
into the bedroom to get dressed she started to get up. “No you
stay in bed and rest Annie. You didn’t get much sleep last
night.” She just purred and melted back under the covers with
a thank you.
My day went really well. Everyone seemed to notice that I looked
happier than I have in a couple of years. I told them that having
my daughter with me, and the joy of being able to hold my little
granddaughter has made me feel alive again. I was alive again.
The tune from the play “Annie” kept ringing in my ears. You
know, “Annie, Annie, things are all coming now….”. But my life
was coming back into happiness now.
I got home about 3:15. I parked the car in the garage. I noticed
that Annie had already parked her car there. I shut and locked
the door and went into the house to be greeted by this gorgeous
red headed woman wearing her birthday suit and a big smile.
“Well are you hungry or horny?” she asked.
“Well I did work through lunch and haven’t eaten,” I said jokingly,
“what about you?”
She didn’t say a word. She came over to me and removed my tie,
unbuttoned my shirt and removed it, undid my belt and zipper on
my pants, letting them drop to the floor, and slid off my undershorts
letting them all stand in a pile on the floor. She only paused in
between items to kiss me. There we were in the kitchen. I had
my clothes laying on the floor dressed only in shoes and socks and
this hot horny doll who was 25 years younger than me was standing
there admiring my 57 year old body. “If I’m dreaming, don’t
wake me up,” I thought.
“You’re going to have to do your shoes and socks, I’m going
upstairs.”
I put all my clothes in their proper place and ran up stairs. I
heard the shower running. When I got into the bedroom Annie
wasn’t there. “I’m in here,” she said calling from the shower.
I went into the shower with her. “Sit down,” she instructed. I
followed her request which was a request and not a command.
She waited for me to get comfortable and then she straddled my
thighs and spread her cunt lips exposing her urethra. Slowly
pee started to come out. “This is harder to do than I thought,” she
said. But soon she was relaxed and allowed a warm full stream
to splash against my chest and run down my stomach running
down either side of my balls and over my thighs. She went for
a long time. When she was finished. She just looked at me with
a big smile on her face, like she did the day when she had first
ridden her bicycle. She had accomplished something new. “Well
did you enjoy my surprise?”
“Do we have any more ice tea in the house? I didn’t think you were
going to stop. Sweetie, it was just wonderful. Yes I enjoyed it.”
“Was it as good as Mother’s?”
“You’re certainly her daughter. When you said she told you
everything, I didn’t realize she blabbed about technique. Yes
you’re every bit as fun as she was.” I got up and kissed Annie.
Now our kisses were becoming more meaningful. Our tongues were
intertwining and dancing against each other. I felt bad not because
this was my daughter, but because she deserved someone more
her age. She is far too good to be wasted on a man my age. Yet
I was going to grab the moment and enjoy it.
We continued on until she asked, “well aren’t you going to return
the favor?” I hugged her tightly and then with one hand held
my cock pointing it upward and peed a stream between us, then
lowered it to finish on her pubic hair which was really starting
to fill out. “Hmmm,” she said, “it does feel so warm and really
nice. It was nicer than I thought it would be, and fun.”
I took the bar of soap and started to apply soap all over her body.
paying special attention to the area between her legs. I
was intent on having fun and so was she. When she turned around
to rinse, I soaped her back and ran the soap and then my well soaped
hand between her ass cheeks and along her crack. I paid a great
deal of attention to her butthole. When her turn came, she
followed my example. She had me completely lathered and
worked up. Her slender fingers felt so good on my body. “How
in the Hell could Eric prefer some hairy legged guy over this?”
I thought. I didn’t hate or resent him, just didn’t understand and
felt sorry for him. I could never be gay or bi. I haven’t gotten
my fill of the female body yet.
By the time we had showered and shampooed, I was so worked up
that the next touch of my cock was going to pump cream to the
ceiling. Annie had manipulated me with such great skill which was
from instinct more than practice.
We dried each other and immediately went to the bed which was
already turned down. My daughter had this all planned out how
she wanted it. I was thrilled. We kissed and caressed. Soon I
found myself on my back with her on all fours straddling my
head with her legs. She slowly lowered her pussy closer and
closer to my mouth. Yes she had remembered her mother telling
her how much I loved to eat pussy. And she was going to get this
for herself now. My tongue played with her pussy tasting the
outer lips and then the inner lips, running down along their sides
and across their tops. I purposely stayed away from the clit for
now. I have no preference of being on top when eating pussy,
or being beneath. Being beneath does allow the woman more
freedom to control the location and pressure of my mouth and
tongue. Annie was taking full control of this now. She was
really enjoying the attention my mouth was giving her. I learned
later that she had only had oral sex 3 or 4 times before. But
she was really enjoying everything and anything I was doing.
I guess this was partly because she was determined to get all
the enjoyment she could. And that was what I really wanted for
her. I wanted any experience with me to be fun and filled with
pleasure for her because at this time, she was the most valuable
person in my life, she was my everything.
But now it was time for heightened enjoyment. I pushed my tongue
toward her clit, and she responded my angling her hips so that I
had full access to her clit. She had really started to flow by
now and her entire crotch was soaking wet with her juices and
my saliva. I captured as much of her internal juice in my mouth
and enjoyed it’s wonderful taste. My tongue whipped around her
clit in little incoherent circles. And soon it was stroking it. My
hands played with her whole vaginal area. I didn’t want to play
with her anus yet for fear that if she was not used to it her
momentum would be broken and her pleasure would be spoiled.
She had been receiving so much pleasure now that she had forgotten
about my cock. That was fine because I was already at an explosive
level and anything she would do would just make me ejaculate too
soon.
Soon I could feel her start to tremble. The inner lips of her vag
were firm and standing straight out. Her internal fountain
was flowing out of control. She was breathing at a very irregular
rate. Her body was pressing even harder against my mouth. Soon
she was wiggling her hips and shaking all over. She was crying
with loud moans of passion. She was crying out words, but because
my ears were being pressed against by her legs I had a difficult time
understanding her, but I didn’t care. I was in heaven. I had this
wonderful pussy in my mouth and was enjoying it. to the fullest.
Annie crashed into an enormous orgasm. Her entire body shook
with pleasure wave after pleasure wave. Soon she was subsiding.
She rolled off of me and collapsed in a puddle of Jell-O. She was
still shaking slightly, her breath was still a little irregular.
She had never experienced an orgasm with the intensity
of this one. She had absolutely no idea that she could ever
have this degree of pleasure.
I rolled over and lifted myself up on my elbows. Again tears were
streaming from her closed eyes. I was getting a little smarter
about my baby’s reactions by now and asked, “It was that good?”
She shook her head and with her eyes still closed said, “I had no
idea that I could be so out of control with pleasure. I thought
I was going to pass out it was so intense. I didn’t want to miss
a single feeling. It went beyond wonderful. I love you so much.
I don’t ever want to leave you.”
Guilt hit me between the eyes. “No Annie, some day you need to
find a man your age. One who will grow old with you. Not me.”
“Daddy when you’re 75 years old, I’ll be 50. When you’re 85
I’ll be 60. If I can have 10, 20 or more years of happiness my
life will be complete.”
“I love you Annie. But I love you too much to deprive you
of anything.”
“Then show me how much you love me and stop arguing.”
“Okay. But if someone comes along please take him. For me.
For Eve. Please.”
She didn’t answer. She rolled over and pressed her lips against
mine. Our tongues again melded together as I sucked her breath
into my lungs. We broke from this so that I could go to her
very firm milk filled breasts. She had spilled milk out of them
during her orgasm which had dripped onto my lower body. I saw
tiny drops on her nipples and drank deeply from them as mouth
covered first her left breast then her right. She had plenty of
it for both Eve and me. Her body was healthy and she was
producing a lot of milk.
“I think it’s time to see if Mother was exaggerating about how
hard you got inside her.”
I guess I could have considered everything to this point as not
being incestuous. But intercourse was the final part that would
bring it to it’s full meaning. It’s hard to believe but I was
starting to feel reluctant. Soon Annie was pleading with me,
encouraging me to do it. “I want you inside me. I really need to
feel you. Please do it for me. Please.” I got up and between
her legs, lowering my body slowly as my cock sought it’s
destination. She reached her hand down to guide it. I closed
my eyes waiting for the wrath of Hell to engulf my soul. I felt
the tip of my cock touch her wet pussy. Soon it was inside.
With Annie pleading, I pushed further and soon rested with the
tip of my cock resting against her cervix. I stopped and opened
my eyes. Her face looked so angelic. She was so pleased that
any reservations I had were going to disappear for ever. I was
giving this daughter of mine something that no one had ever
given her and no one would be able to give her at this time.
She opened her eyes and said, “Thank you. You feel wonderful
inside of me.”
“You feel wonderful too.” I bent down and kissed her with more
appreciation than passion. “I just want to stay right where I am
to enjoy it as much as I can.” I rested deep inside her to feel
her vaginal walls pulse against my cock. I slowly pulled back
letting my cock enjoy it’s surroundings. Annie’s vaginal walls
responded by gripping at it. She let out a small gasp of joy and
her face was covered with a joy that I can’t describe. She was
doing just what she wanted to do, she was receiving just what
she felt she needed.
I started to move down and deep inside her and almost all the way
out again, each time with her reacting in pleasure and with each
reaction she had I responded with a similar reaction. Soon her
hips were thrusting upward to catch my downward thrusts almost as
if she were trying to gain every single inch of my cock inside her now
very wet pussy. We worked together as a well timed piece of machinery
complimenting each others movements, both of us finding an extreme
pleasure in each other. Soon I could feel the changes in her body
as she began to stiffen and tremble, she was getting closer to
her full release. The anticipation of this was getting to me as
I picked up the tempo feeling my explosion building up deep
inside.
Annie crashed with pleasure. Her whole body feeling the affects
of the joy her pussy was getting. Her moaning and cries of joy
were more intense and spurred me into my final approach to
my eruption.
One, two, three, four shots of my semen streamed into her deepest
parts flooding an already full pussy. I could feel it extrude along
the sides of my cock as it continued to piston in and out of Annie.
Finally my movements became erratic as I slowed down to regain
my composure. Both of us were breathing heavily and somewhat
under labor. Both of us has smiles demonstrating the pleasure we
had both received.
“Oh daddy, that was wonderful.”
“Baby, you were wonderful. More so than I can describe, and
certainly more wonderful than I deserve.”
I stayed as deeply inside her as I could for as long as I could.
But soon my shrinking cock let me know it could no longer
stay and I felt it slipping out of Annie. As it did, I rolled over
to her side and embraced her giving her as many kisses as I
could. This woman was enough for the most virile of men not an
old man like me. She could wear me out with her sexuality. She
was more than wonderful and I knew it instantly.
We laid there for a few moments when she grabbed my hand and pushed
it down towards her very wet and full pussy. “I need one more,”
she said, as she was going to emulate her mother’s favorite trick.
I knew what she was up to and couldn’t resist her at all. Soon
my fingers were dipping deep inside her pussy and bringing up
small traces of my semen and then bathing her clit with it.
With each trip of my fingers she would respond. We were soon
in a deep kiss with my fingers bathing her clit with this mixture
of my semen and her secretions. Her body was trembling even
harder now. And soon her kisses lost their intensity as she
went into yet another orgasm. Soon she was crying out how
much she loved this attention her clit was getting.
When she subsided, the two of us lay there neither one with the
energy to move. This rest ended with the demanding cries of a
very hungry Eve.
Annie looked at me with a slight disappointed look. “I’m sorry
dear, but I’m not built to do anything for her,” I said.
Annie smiled and got up to get Eve. She scooped her up and told
me she was going to take her downstairs to feed her. I got up and
followed.
As Annie started down the stairs she called back with, “Dad you’ll
need to bring a washcloth and diaper. Make that two wash cloths,
I can feel you leaking out all over the inside of my legs. How
much did you put in me anyway?”
At this we both laughed. I fetched the necessary items and
went downstairs. I stopped to see this beautiful scene of
my very pretty daughter sitting nude on the sofa nursing my
equally pretty granddaughter. The light of dusk hi-lighted the
stark beauty of this scene. I stood there almost breathless
realizing just how lucky I was.
As Annie finished feeding Eve, she looked to me and said, “I think
I need to do more than just wipe off. Let me go take a quick shower.
And dad, Eve needs some big time repairs so you better plan on
using both towels on her.” With this Annie handed me Eve and
bounced up the stairs.
She was right. Eve bottom was a complete disaster. But I had
seen just as bad years ago with Annie. And it did take both towels
to repair the mess. But with her bottom clean and powdered I
again marveled at how perfect this little body was. I didn’t put
another diaper on right away, but took her out onto my back patio.
There the two of us sat. Me completely nude and her little nude
body pressed against my chest.
Annie came down to see this sight and laughed, “you’re asking for
an accident to happen. Eve never gives a warning when she’s
ready to unload.” And with that I felt a small warm stream splash
against my chest.
“Well, that’s the third generation to pee on this chest. I guess
that’s some kind of a record.”
Annie grabbed Eve and diapered her, smiling while she felt
the same sense of contentment I had felt earlier. The three of
us were going to be all the company we would need.

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WHITE pt IV

White
pt.IV
The morning came with a cool breeze blowing in from the ocean. Nikki opened her eyes and stretched. To her surprise, she felt refreshed and not hungover which, was a bonus. She made her way to the bathroom and flipped on the light. She looked to the vanity counter top. The night before, she’d decided to slip out of her panties and leave them next to the sink. She grinned and shook her head a little, seeing they were gone. She wondered how much more he’d enjoyed them still being wet from her. After a hot shower, she went to the dresser for a pair of panties. Except for her bras and socks, the drawer was empty. Apparently, he’d been ‘busier’ than she’d imagined. Grabbing a pair of small cut-off shorts from another drawer she shook her head and let out a laugh. “…Wow.”
Panty-less, she slipped into her shorts and slightly turned, admiring the absence of any panty lines. “Heh, who needs panties?” Following her bra, she buttoned up a long flowing linen shirt. She made her way to the living room, finding Chase had gone. He’d left a note saying he got up early and he was going out for awhile and to call him later to meet up. She put the note back on the table, noticing his new shorts were lying on the floor. She picked them up. The round spot on the front made her giggle. “..Poor thing.” Having the morning to herself, she made some coffee and decided on a light breakfast and a walk down the beach.
The breeze was still blowing in from the sea as she walked barefoot in the sand. She followed the beach past the resort’s pavilion and beyond the chalets on the other side. She rounded a bend and found herself without a building or person in sight. She continued on, walking along the water’s edge. With each wave, the water would flow in just over her feet and then wash back out again. The breeze moved the palm fronds and low lying ferns in a majestic sort of lullaby. It seemed to come in with the waves, blowing her shirt up and then back down. She closed her eyes taking in the feeling of it all. The sound of the waves and the way the water and breeze caressed her.. It was soothing and almost loving in a way. She found it an erotic and throbbing kind of rhythm. Rushing up on her before gently falling away. All of it, every tiny morsel of it made her think of Chase. She fell to her knees in the sand. Everything was making her think of him in that way now. Sniffling, she wiped away a few tears, “What am I doing?” Frustrated, her emotions overtook her and she began to sob openly. “What am I doing!..”
After a long tearful walk, she finally made her way back to the chalet. Her phone rang. It was Chase. Opening the door, she answered it. “Hey Kiddo. Whatcha doin?”
“Oh I’ve been out n about here and there. How bout you? ..I stopped by the room and you weren’t there.”
She unbuttoned her shirt and threw it on the bed. “I took a nice peaceful walk down the beach.
“How was it?”
“It was quiet. By the way, we’re supposed to meet up with Mimi and Joe later. You still up for that?”
“Of course! I wouldn’t miss those two for anything. I just called to let you know where I am. I’m at the tiki bar across the street from the hotel. Oh, and I got you a little somethin too. look in the bathroom.”
“You did?” Nikki walked into the bathroom finding a small Victoria’s secret bag on the counter. “I see a bag on the counter..” She took a double-take as she pulled out what was inside. It was the same exact white string bikini Kaylyn had given her! Super sexy. Super tiny. SUPER thin. Kaylyn would love this kid, she thought. “Chase..ah..Thanks but um.. ..Not a chance in hell.”
“Oh. ..Sorry you don’t like it..”
“It’s not that… Honey, I love it.. It’s just that it’s a little on the thin side of appropriate for me to.. you know, wear for you…”
“That’s fine. I Just wanted to add to your collection and get you somethin white. Maybe we can return it tomorrow and find you somethin better.. Besides, since I’m a guy, it probably won’t fit anyway.” Chase laughed. “You know where to find me?”
“Yeah.” She said, pulling on a tank top. “I’ll be stop over there soon..Love you.”
Walking across the street Nikki strolled up to the tiki bar. It was a small humble looking place with tin roof and a patio bar. She looked it over but didn’t see Chase anywhere outside. Away from the bar there was a large opening in the side of the building where there were conventional tables and stool chairs and dart boards. She walked around the corner and inside.
She stopped for a second, spotting him. He was sitting at a table with his back to her. Sitting across from him was an attractive young bleach-blonde. She was obviously drunk, not to mention loud. Full of ‘Hee-Hee-Hees’ and ‘Ha-Ha-Has’. She was leaning over and touching Chase’s arm with every other word and laughing obnoxiously to anything he said. She also seemed to be trying her very best to bounce around, in addition to adjusting her bra as much as humanly possible.
“Fuckin valley girl…” Nikki started for the table, reaching into her purse.
Just as the girl touched Chase’s arm again he pulled away, “Ah!!”
“I’m sorry!” The girl laughed. “Did that hurt? Did I hurt you?? Haha..”
“No, it’s not my ar-Ah!” Chase winced with his hand between his legs.
“Hehee.. I can kiss your arm and make it better?”
He looked at her like she was from another planet. “What?”
Nikki smoothly walked up behind Chase and put her hand on his shoulder. “..Sorry sweetie, this boy’s already taken.”
A sour look came across the girl’s face as she looked back at Chase. “I thought you said you were here with your mother..”
“Yeah she– Ah!”
“I AM his mother.” Nikki said matter of factly
Irritated, the girl rolled her eyes. “Okay, AND?”
Nikki slowly walked to the other side of the table and pulled out an empty chair. She moved it closer to the young blonde and sat down “..’And’ I’m still breastfeeding him.”
“Mom, I -AHH!”
“Chase baby, be a doll and go order your dear mother and your friend here..”
“Brittney.” The girl said.
“..Of course. ..Baby, go order your dear mother and your friend, Brittney here a drink.” Nikki finished.
Chase stood up. “I’ll try but, I don’t thin-OWWW! Dammit… Okay! ..I’m on it.”
“Good boy.” Nikki purred, watching him turn for the bar.
“We were just talki-..”
“I know.” Nikki interrupted, crossing her legs. She took her sunglasses off and leaned back in her chair, looking at her.
The girl shot her an evil squint.
Nikki’s eyes remained even. Steady and expressionless.
The girl rolled her eyes again and looked away, shaking her head.
Nikki leaned forward, behind the girl’s ear. She whispered in a slow, unchanging tone. “Listen bitch.. If your candy ass isn’t out the door before I get to ‘three’, your plastic surgeon’s gonna have alot more than little tits to fix.”
Scrambling from her seat the girl bolted nearly colliding with Chase as he returned. He turned, watching her half-run, half-stumble out of the bar. The few people that were inside began clapping.
Nikki looked up at him. “I’m sorry honey, I…”
“Sorry?? It’s perfect! How’d you get rid of her? Chase exclaimed.
Nikki gave him a confused look.
“The drunk chick..” He said pointing out the door. “She’s been a pain in the ass for the last few hours. She came around all loud and kept buggin us and gettin in the way of the game. I finally just sat her down to shut her up. Hell, the bartender cut her off like an hour ago..”
“Us? ..Game?”
Chase pointed to opposite the corner of the room. There were three guys standing around a pool table waiving.
“..Hi.” Nikki said, sheepishly waiving back. She smiled at Chase. “Sorry I zapped ya. You okay?”
Of course I am. Goes away pretty quick. You were great though! I just wish I could’ve heard what else you said to her..”
Nikki quickly stood up. “I gotta go. I forgot something in the room. You gonna hang out here for awhile yet?”
“Yeah. Actually, the guys in the back there were talking about maybe playing some volleyball too so, I was thinkin I’d join em..”
“Sounds good, sweetie. Have fun. Just remember, we told Joe and Mimi we’d meet them at the pavilion later..” Nikki Kissed him on the cheek and turned for the door.
As she hurried for the door, Chase’s curiosity got the better of him. “So what did you say to her?” He called.
Nikki turned around, walking backwards. She winked at him. “I told her you had a rare, contagious skin disease.”
“Nice!”
As soon as she was outside she put her hand over her mouth. She didn’t know how to feel about any of it. She was sick to her stomach. Her mind raced. She was coming unglued. Crossing the street in a speed-walk she desperately fumbled for her phone.
“Hey Nix!”
“Kay, I’m going insane.”
“Of course you are. Hmm let’s seee…Great looks, good money, perfect body, stuck on a tropical island with a gorgeous hot guy. Who wouldn’t be unhappy?”
“Seriously, I think I’m going crazy.
“You don’t like the resort?”
“Real cute, Kaylyn. You’ve got one comin for that by the way.”
“Chase like the shorts i sent him?”
“Kaylyn!”
“Okay okay.. What’s the matter?”
Nikki began to sniffle.
“Oh Nikki baby, what happened? What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know. It’s just..”
“Go on..”
“..Well it’s like everything you were saying at Pink’s is unfolding and happening right in front of me. ..Like it’s all true.”
“What is? Your cherry’s grown back?”
Nikki laughed a little, wiping her eyes dry. “No. …You know, the other stuff about sons and their mothers.”
“Oh I see..”
“It’s like something changed while he was away and now that he’s come back thing’s are the same but different. We’re a different us. He looks at me in a different way that’s for sure. Like I’m not just ‘mom’ anymore If you get my drift.. ”
“So are you thinkin he wants you?”
Nikki let out a nervous laugh. “Um, yeah I’d say I’m pretty convinced.”
“How so?”
“Well eh, he took a picture of me when I was asleep on the the plane and the next day I saw him looking at it and eh..”
“And?”
“…And he was jacking off to it with a pair of my panties.
“Really?? Wow, Nikki. ..That’s kinda hot. Did he, you know.. finish?”
“Oh he finished alright..”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s just say, he’s a real baby-maker.”
“Alot eh?”
“Big time. Kay, I still can’t believe how much It was.. It was all over the place! Like a quart of it! I didn’t think that was even possible!”
“Mmm.. I’ve heard of super mega loads like that before. Never seen one though. Some guys are just blessed with the gift of sperm I guess. Sounds yummy.” Kaylyn giggled. “Did ya bust him?”
“No, he didn’t see me and he doesn’t know I was there so I just left it at that. ..But then last night we shared a cab with another couple and I had to sit on his lap. Kay, he got hard right there beneath me. I mean, like really hard. Right between my legs.”
“How’d that treat ya?”
“Aside from it being insanely awkward, it was lovely.”
“I bet it was. I see what you mean though..when you say things are the same but different…
“Duh! You think?
“I do..You just referred to yourself and Chase as a ‘couple’.”
Nikki opened the door to the chalet and closed it behind her. “I did?”
“You did.”
“Well I guess that’s kinda the problem. I can’t stop thinking about him in those ways.. But I still feel like his mother too. I still see him as my son. ..My son that i’m just head over heels for.” Nikki started sniffling again. “Now, everything maternal is getting tied into it and making it even worse. My hormones are just raging! Oh, and did I tell you I’m fricken leaking?”
“Leaking?”
“I’m lactating! ..Producing milk! I mean, what the hell? Kay, Help!”
“But, how??”
“I don’t know! It just sorta happened! I’m freakin out here!”
“When did THAT start??”
“I don’t know, they started feeling sore and stuff on Sunday when I met Chase at the airport. I guess It was Monday when I started producing though.”
“But how much?..Just a one time thing or..”
“No, they’re in FULL mommy-mode. I can hardly fit in anything!”
“Wow..” Kaylyn said slowly. “Is it all the time?”
“No, but once a day at least. They flow like a river if I’m really turned on though.”
“Well yeah, I suppose they would..”
“What really sucks is, it seems like I’m turned on more and more. It’s like I’m in heat or something. I’m ready to pull my hair out!
“Have you tried to get yourself off?”
“Like crazy. It’s not helping!”
“Well I guess you could always find some beach bum surfer guy to take it out on..”
“Oh cmon Kay, get real! For one, you know I don’t go for randoms. And for two, even if I did, it’s the worst possible time in my cycle anyway. If I go anywhere near a penis this week I’m in BIG trouble..”
“Insta-preg eh?”
“Definitely.”
“Bummer. ..I hate that week. I suppose using just a condom is still a little too risky..”
“Totally. ..It doesn’t matter anyway. I already told you, there’s no way I’m hookin up with some stranger off the beach.”
“..It’s pretty narrowed down then isn’t it.”
“Huh?”
“You already know what you want…Just admit it.”
“What’s that’s supposed to mean??”
“You know exactly what I mean. If you want it so bad then just go get it.”
“You mean Chase? Honestly! I’m really startin to think you’re messed up in the head! I’m his fucking mother, Kaylyn. He’s my own fucking son! What the hell is wrong with you??”
“Look Nicole, you’re the one who called ME remember? I’m Just tryin to help. And I’m not messed up in the head. You’re just pissy cuz you know it’s the truth and you’re afraid there’s something ‘wrong’ with YOU. It’s the whole reason you called me in the first place. Life’s a bitch, Nikki. It doesn’t mean you gotta be one too..”
“I know, I’m sorry. I know you’re trying to help. I’m just so confused and frustrated. I don’t know what’s happening to me. Just seeing the type of hunger in his eyes when he looks at me.. It feels like he’s burning right into to me. Like he’s making love to every inch of me with just a look. …And there I am soaking it in and gushing from head to toe about it! It scares the hell outta me, Kay! I’m terrified that i’m turning into the worst, most horrible mother in the world. I don’t know how to fix it. I mean, what would you do if you were me? If you were in my shoes wouldn’t you be just a little freaked out?”
“Well if I were you, and Chase was my son.. I think I’d feel the same way at first but, I’d probably work through it pretty quick. I see the whole issue a lot differently than you though…I think i’d maybe kind of embrace it..”
“But Kay, why?”
“I guess I just don’t see it as being a big tragic type of thing. Maybe kind of a happy one if it was a tragedy at all.. Nikki, you and Chase have something so many people only dream of. You’ve been better halves for so long that to me, it was only a matter of time before you kind of took a step toward one another. It just makes sense. Look, Chase worships the ground you walk on and you’re the only woman he’s ever loved. You’re also the most gorgeous woman he’s probably ever set eyes on, or ever will for that matter. And now, he’s come back from going out into the world, finding no one can stack up. I mean honestly, do you have any clue at all how you make other women look when they stand next to you? Can you blame the poor kid? Besides, I know for a fact that he’s the only man you’ve ever loved also. Knowing you, he’s probably the only one you ever will. ..And Nikki you’re not becoming a bad mother. In fact, I don’t think it would make you a ‘horrible mother’ at all. It might sound crazy but, for me, I think It would feel like I was being a better mother not a worse one…”
“Soooo… What are you saying?”
“We’ll you asked what I would do… I think you know what I would do..”
“Seriously though? Like for real?? ..You can’t be serious..”
“I’m dead serious!”
“OH Cmon!”
“You asked!” Kaylyn laughed. “..Honestly! I totally would. ‘Mama Kay’ would take care of business..”
“You’re not helping.”
“All I said is what I would do. I didn’t say it was something YOU should do.”
“So what ‘should’ I do then?”
“I say do what you wanna do. What that is, is up to you. Maybe nothing at all.”
“Um yeah, I’m leaning towards nothing at all.. At least you made me laugh anyway.. I’m too stressed out to think straight about any of it. So is there anything I’m missing out on up there?” Nikki asked, changing the subject.
“Not too much aside from Ang and her brother..”
“Oh?”
Kaylyn laughed. “Yeah! I was talkin with Jennifer the other day. She says she’s starting to ‘wonder’ about some things. Evidently, her husband has been spending a lot of time at his little sister’s apartment lately..”
“No way! Ang?” Nikki was shocked.
“Yup! No lie! Apparently, She’s been inviting him over almost every night since, oh about the end of last week! Hee!”
“I never would’ve thought Ang would..Oh my god. ” Nikki laughed.
“I know, right? That’s not all. Jennifer said that every time he goes over there, Angie’s boyfriend, Brian leaves the apartment right after Danny gets there. Then he comes back right before Danny leaves. I guess Brian told Jennifer he leaves because he wants to give them some ‘brother-sister time’. ”
“You mean her boyfriend’s in on it?”
“Totally!! He has to be! I guess he even volunteers to pick him up for her. Now THAT’S ‘boy-training’! Good boy!” Kaylyn laughed. “…Wouldn’t surprise me anyway. He seems laid back enough. Hell, maybe he’s the one that told her she should do it…Whatever the case, It’s all green lights for her to give her big brother a little ‘therapy.’
“Who knows? She certainly didn’t sit around deliberating that’s for sure.. But I suppose after getting what Kim sent her, I doubt it took much persuading..” Nikki giggled.
“I know!” Kaylyn laughed “She was SO worked up! Good for her though! She’s a little giver! …Uh oh I’d gotta run. The Brit just gave me the stink eye. I’m supposed to be on my way to the airport right now. Good luck dealing with your little situation down there.. And Nikki listen, try to relax a little okay?. At least try to enjoy the rest of your vacation. Love ya, ‘Sexy mama’! Hee!”
“Thanks deary, Love you too.”
Nikki put her phone in her back pocket and leaned against the bathroom door frame. She looked up, seeing herself in the mirror. She stepped into the bathroom studying herself in the reflection. Her eyes fell to the vanity and the white bikini top spread out on the countertop. Bringing her hands to her hips, she sighed heavily. She stood there thinking. After several minutes of grinding her teeth and swaying her hips from one side to the other, she reached for her phone.
“Chase, I’m goin out for awhile. How about I pick you up another pair of those shorts?”
“That’d be great, thanks! I love em.”
“Good! I’ll leave em in the room for ya. Do you wanna just meet up at the pavilion then?”
“Sounds good! I’ll need to stop back at the room later for a shower anyway.”
“Perfect! See ya then!”

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