Summer of Love, Ch 2 (M/f Incest)

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

The next morning I was slowly awakened by gentle caresses across
my bare back. I lay there with eyes closed enjoying my father's
touch, my breath deepening as I remembered the events of the
night before. I lay facing away from Daddy as his hand found its
way lower and lower down my back to my bare bottom, caressing and
rubbing it in obvious enjoyment. I pretended to be asleep as I
felt my father move closer to me, his lips softly kissing my neck
and upper back. Meanwhile his hands moved lower still, slipping
between my legs to find my now very wet pussy.

"I knew you were awake, little girl," he said as he inserted one
of his fingers into me.

"Mmm...good morning Daddy!" I groaned as we lay there spooning,
his soft lips dancing along my neck as his fingers fucked my now
very wet pussy. As I felt my orgasm building, he withdrew his
fingers and, lifting one of my legs slightly, moved between them
and slid his cock into me.

"Fuck...what a tight little pussy you have, Ali" he whispered to
me, his breath brushing my ear as he impaled me fully. I accepted
his compliment by squeezing my pussy around his cock, causing him
to emit a slight gasp.

"I'm glad you like my pussy, Daddy! Now shut up and fuck me."

I shifted onto my knees and hugged my pillow, offered him my
pussy. He positioned himself behind me, placed his cock against
my opening and slid into me. Holding my hips, he fucked me deeply
and powerfully, his thrusts filling me and stealing my breath. In
just a few minutes, we both came hard, his cum filling me as he
pistoned his cock into me repeatedly. Spent, we both collapsed
and melted into each other's arms to catch our breaths.

After exchanging a sweet kiss, we disentangled our sweaty bodies.
He lay back on the bed as I I went to the bathroom to pee. When I
returned, he was putting on his shorts. "Why don't we go
downstairs and make breakfast?"

"I have a better idea - why don't we go out?"

"Ok Ali - but I think we both need to wash up pretty good first.
Let's take quick showers and go."

"Showers? Don't you want to save water and share? Besides, you
know you haven't bathed me in years, Daddy," I quipped as we
walked to his bathroom."

"I think you're trying to kill me, Ali."

Putting my arms around his neck, I looked at my father in the eye
and snuggled up to him. "I wouldn't do that - you're too rich and
too cute!" I giggled as I kissed the tip of his nose. "Besides,"
I continued while rubbing my belly against his stiffening cock,
"I think I've made a new friend here."

"You scare me, young lady!" Taking my hands off his shoulders and
into his hands, he kissed them and said "you go take a quick
shower and let me know when you're done. I have to make a call to
the office. Then I'll jump in, wash up, and we'll go out." He
kissed my lips sweetly, sending me on my way with a slight
squeeze on my naked bottom.

While showering, I couldn't help but obsess on the events of the
past two-days. My successful seduction of my father and the
incredible sex that followed, including this morning's quickie. I
was getting horny again think about it and found myself
unconsciously soaping my breasts a little longer than necessary.
Soon I was playing with them with one hand while the other found
my clit. As the hot water cascaded, I brought myself to another
orgasm fantasizing that Daddy was in there in the shower with me,
on his knees licking my pussy and clit. I caught my breath,
quickly washed my hair, rinsed off and climbed out of the shower.


"I'm done, Daddy," I called down the stairs as I went into my
room to dry off and dress. As I heard my father in the shower, I
had the hardest time deciding what to wear. How do I dress sexy
without being too obvious? After putting on a sexy white bra and
panty set, I chose a cute white sheer cotton summer dress that
did little to hide my tanned and toned body beneath it. I applied
just a touch of eye makeup and lip gloss, put my hair up in a
pony tail and threw on a pair of strappy high heeled sandals.

As always, my father was ready long before I was. "C'mon Ali, by
the time you're done they'll be serving dinner instead of
breakfast!"

I came downstairs and saw my very handsome father in his beige
summer chinos and a blue button down sport shirt. He looked so
yummy I couldn't help but walk up to him and kiss him softly on
the lips.

"I love you Daddy."

He returned the kiss and the admiring look. "I love you too,
pumpkin." He hadn't called me that since I was little and it made
me tingle all over. He took my hand and led me to the car,
holding my car door open for me like a gentleman. (He always
hated boys who pulled up to the house and honked their horns for
me and would not let me leave the house until they came to the
door.)

At the restaurant I ordered a waffle with whipped cream and fresh
fruit and, true to form, my father ordered his tried and true
swiss and mushroom omelet and coffee.

"So, Ali...I'm not sure where we are supposed to go with this."

"What's the matter?" I felt slightly panicked - was he rejecting
me already?

"Well, it's all so strange. You're my daughter, Ali, and this
isn't the usual father-daughter relationship."

"Why can't we just enjoy being with each other and see where it
goes?"

"Besides being your father, someone may get hurt - maybe both of
us. You're 18 and starting college in the fall. Normal girls go
away to school and find boyfriends to complain about their
fathers to."

"Who said I'm normal? Besides, isn't that a risk in all
relationships? You know, it could make visiting weekends at
school more fun." I couldn't help but smirk.

Daddy smiled. "How did you get some worldly and wise at 18?"

"From you, Daddy."

"Doubtful." He smiled. Then he looked at me lovingly and took my
hand in his. "I love you, Ali," he said reassuringly.

"I love you too Daddy." Somehow I knew that it would be ok
whatever happened in the end. With that we finished eating our
breakfasts in contented silence.

Back in the car, my father asked "where now, Ali? I took the day
off just to be with you so let's enjoy it."

"We could go home and go swimming."

"We can do that anytime. Why don't we drive out up the coast and
walk along the beach?"

"Can we go the mall afterwards and go shopping? I haven't been
spoiled by you in awhile, you know."

"I spoil you everyday, Ali!"

"That's not the point." I snuggled closer to him in the car,
rubbing his thigh as he drove. "I can buy some sexy lingerie to
surprise you with later, Daa-dee" I whispered in his ear in my
best little girl voice as my hand began rubbing his stiffening
crotch.

"Ali - this isn't the safest time or place for this...", his
voice trailing off as my hand began rubbing his growing bulge
more intensely. "Ali, please...this is dangerous."

"Oh, is Daddy getting hard again for his little girl again?" I
continued in my "baby girl" voice as I unzipped his chinos,
reaching inside and pulling out his growing erection.
"Mmm...Daddy has a treat for me and it looks so yummy!" I said
just before swooping down and taking it into my mouth.

"Oh my gu...Ali...please!"

After a few moments, I felt him harden completely in my mouth. I
then used my tongue to bathe the head of his cock and massage its
underside as my hand pumped the shaft. By this point my father
had given up any pretense of resistance and just focused on
keeping the car on the Parkway as I sucked his cock. Knowing I
had won this round, I decided I would give a hot, intense blow
job sure to get him off quickly. I took him deep into my mouth,
sucking him hard as my fingers played with his balls. As I felt
him hardening and nearing orgasm, I moved my hand deeper into his
pants, using my fingers to massage the area around his asshole.
When I started to insert the tip of my index finger, he nearly
jumped out his seat, cumming almost instantaneously. As he filled
my mouth with his hot sticky cum, I pumped him and swallowed
every drop, making sure not to stain his chinos. When he was
done, I licked him clean and put his cock away, kissing his cheek
as I zipped him back up.

"Thank you Daddy! Are you feeling better?" I asked, feigning
innocence?

"I was right Ali - you are trying to kill me."

"Never, Daddy! You're too cute." I squeezed his hand for
emphasis. Taking his hand in mine, I asked "so where are we going
anyway?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to go lingerie shopping?"

"Naughty Daddy!" Caressing his hand in mine, I looked at him at
said "I love you Daddy."

"I love you too, pumpkin", he responded with a squeeze.

With that we drove to the mall. But that's another story