Summer of Love, Ch 1 (M/f Incest)

ADULTS ONLY - Do not read if you are less than 18 years of age or
offended by sexually explicit material.

My story begins with me growing up as the only child of a single
dad. My mother had died when I was young, leaving my father and I
alone. Unfortunately, my dad grew up in a house with 5 brothers
and no sisters, so the mysteries of raising a girl was a daily
challenge.

As for me, I have always adored my dad. He is a sweet and gentle
man who has always caught the eyes of women, even some of my
friends. In fact, it was because of my friends' constant comments
about how cute and sexy my dad was that lead me to look at him as
more than just a dad. Of course I never admitted that to my
friends, but once the idea was in my head it stuck.

So from about 14-years of age and on, I began to try different
ways to get my dad's attention, to see if I could get him to
notice me as a woman and not just his daughter. At first it was
trying to be flirty, sitting on his lap or snuggling as we
watched TV. As I got older, my tactics became more overt. Leaving
the bathroom door open when I showered, walking around the house
in my bra and panties, or wearing sheerer and shorter nighties. I
know all these things had an impact on him, particularly anything
that showed off my legs. My teasing often left him red-faced, him
frequently finding an excuse to go to his room.

And for my part, I loved it! Being a tease really turned me on,
especially knowing that it made my dad hot. I could not tell you
how many countless hours I spent fantasizing of driving my dad to
the edge, where my teasing was so much for him that he just took
me like he would a slut.

I turned 18 the spring I graduated from high school. I was off to
college that fall and, at my dad's suggestion, was using the
summer to relax and enjoy myself before moving on to my next
phase of life. That basically involved me hanging out with my
friends in our backyard pool, eating out and shopping at the
mall. Such is the life of a suburban teen princess!

During the summer, my dad's job allowed him to work from home a
lot. Often he would do work from his laptop out back while my
friends and I would swim or sun ourselves. Typically, my friends
wore their skimpiest bikinis around my dad. In a way I felt sorry
for him. He really didn't date so being around two or three
teenage girls in thong bikinis must have been pretty frustrating.
But on the other hand, it was a situation many men dream of.
Nevertheless, as much as my friends tried to give my dad a good
show, it was me I always caught him looking at.

One day it was just the two of us by the pool. My dad was working
on some project and I was swimming. As i got of the pool and
dried myself, I asked my dad to help put sun screen on my back.
He smiled as I handed him the bottle, laying face down on my
lounger. My dad started applying the lotion gently at first, but
it soon turned into a full fledged back rub and was it ever
great! I was so relaxed I fell asleep as my dad's strong hands
worked every tension out of me.

A couple hours later he woke me up for dinner. I got up and threw
a t-shirt over my bikini. Dinner was quieter than usual. I can't
speak for my father, but the spontaneous backrub earlier left me
feeling a bit awkward but incredibly horny. After dinner, I
cleaned up and dad went upstairs to shower.

After cleaning up dinner I went upstairs to and heard my father
in the shower. I decided to peak inside and quietly opened the
door. Through the frosted glass door I saw shadows of my dad
jerking off. His cock was hard and soapy and his hand was
massaging it lovingly. I couldn't move. I was so turned on. I had
never seen a man masturbate before, much less my dad, and thought
it was so sexy. I also wished it was my hand stroking his cock,
that it was me making him moan with pleasure.

My trance was broken when he suddenly stopped, sensing someone in
the bathroom.

"Ali, is that you"?

"Sorry dad - I was just getting toothpaste. I'm out of it in my
bathroom."

"Ok hon, but please bring it back."

"Ok dad."

I quickly left and went to my room to compose myself. I was
flushed and my pussy was on fire. After my dad was done, I got
ion my shower and treated myself to a good orgasm with my special
showerhead. But it wasn't enough. I needed more. That would wait
until bedtime.

I threw on a t-short and shorts and watched TV with my dad. Other
than an occasional comment about the show, little was said. The
room was charged and things between us seemed different, tense.
Finally, my dad announced he was going to bed.

I watched TV for a while longer, eventually watching some steamy
erotic film on cable. This didn't help. By now I was so horny I
needed more than a nice play session with my pussy. I needed a
cock - my daddy's cock.

Then and there I decided I would seduce my father. I went
upstairs to my room and changed into my shortest, sexiest white
cotton babydoll and thong. I then snuck into my dad's room, and
snuggled next to him in bed, throwing my arm around him. He was
half-asleep.

"Ali"?

"Sorry dad, but I just need to sleep in your bed tonight. Bad
dreams."

He mumbled something and drifted off to sleep. I, however, lay
there snuggling against my daddy's bare back trying to figure out
what to do next. An idea occurred to me: I turned with my back to
him and mustered the best fake tears whimpering I could.


"Ali? Are you ok?" He lightly stroked my back through the filmy
nightie.

"I'm sorry daddy - I'm just feeling sad tonight," I said between
crocodile tears.

"Thinking about your mother?"

I nodded.

"Come here Ali." He lay back as I snuggled next my daddy, his arm
around my shoulders and mine across his chest. We just lay there,
him stroking my blonde hair and I stroking his chest. I looked
down and noticed my dad's boxer shorts tented from what appeared
to a respectable hard on. I couldn't help myself.

"Did I do that to you daddy?"

"I'm sorry..." He started to move. "It's been a long time
since..."

"Shh...its ok." I continued stroking his chest. "When was the
last time you were with a woman daddy?"

"I don't think...."

"When dad?"

"The last time was with your mother." Wow - that was 5 years ago!
I looked up in his eyes.

"Was mom a good lover?"

"I really don't think...."

"C'mon dad - was she?"

"Yes she was."

"Did she really turn you on? What did she do to really get you
hot?"

"Look Ali, this is really not appropriate."

"C'mon dad - its just us." I gave him that smile that always
makes him give in to me. That, combined with our conversation and
my stroking my father's torso lower and lower, was having its
intended effect. I could see he was hard as a rock, with the head
of his cock starting to peak out of his boxers.

"Ali..."

"Please daddy?" my hand lowered and brushed across his cock. He
gasped. "Please tell me?"

"Your mother had very little inhibitions. She liked all kinds
sex."

"But what made you crazy, daddy? Tell me everything." At this
point my fingers were lightly stroking my father's cock as it
protruded from the thin fabric of his boxers. He gasped.

"She gave the best blowjobs, Ali."

I smiled. "Really? Did she let you cum in her mouth?"

"Yes."

"Did she swallow?"

"Yes."

"Daddy, do you ever masturbate thinking about mommy?"

"Yes Ali, I do."

"Do you ever masturbate thinking about me?"

"Ali..."

"Do you daddy?" I asked as I began giving my dad a good, sexy
little handjob.

"Yes, Ali, I do. You think it's easy living in the same house
with a beautiful and sexy girl who hardly wears clothes?"

I smiled. "You don't have to do that anymore, daddy," I said
softly. "Anytime you want me, just ask." With that I moved
downwards towards his lovely cock and balls, kissing and licking
them as my hand continued to pleasure my father.

"Oh Ali...."

With that gasp, I looked in his eyes, ran my tongue up his length
before swirling it around the head, wrapping my lips around it
and sucking it into my mouth. As my head bobbed up and down my
dad's cock, he played with my hair, moving it back so he could
watch his little girl's lips pleasuring him. It wasn't long
before I felt his cock and balls tense as I readied myself for
his orgasm. Obviously he never finished his earlier masturbation
session in the shower because the amount of cum filling my mouth
was immense. I kept at it and swallowed as much as I could,
although some dribbled down my chin. Finally, when I knew he was
done, I move up to lay on top of him and smiled.

"Was that as good as mommy's?"

"Oh Ali..."

We kissed. Not the kiss between a father and a daughter but
between lovers sharing their juices. We kissed for a long time,
until daddy rolled me on my back. His cock was still hard. I
smiled and reached out to touch it.

Fuck me daddy, please."

"That was my plan, Ali."

My dad slid my panties off me and down my legs, sniffing them
lustfully before tossing them to the floor. My legs rested on his
shoulders as he asked, "Do you know how many times I've jerked
off smelling your sexy little panties Ali?" I shook my head no
and smiled. With that my dad impaled me with his cock. "About as
many times as I am going to fuck your pussy this summer."

And with that my dad and I began a lovers' orgy that lasted long
after the last rays of the summer sun set in September.