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 When Jim was 62, his wife of 30 years marriage, died from cancer.  For the
next 8 years, he lived without any dating or having sex with another woman.
Last year, when Jim was 70, he had a mild stroke.  While he managed most
things pretty well during recovery, he did have difficulty bathing himself.

   When Jim's 38-year old daughter found out, she offered to help.  Susan
was a mother of two children.  Despite her child bearing, my daughter's
body had held up pretty well, with only a small tummy bulge.  She has
lovely milk-filled breasts that always look full and maternal.  Susan still
has some freckles from her childhood and wears her sandy blonde hair in a
pony-tail.

   The first time Susan came over, she helped Jim undress and get into the
shower, washing his body and hair.  It was the first time they had tried
doing this together and she ended up getting a little wet on her shirt from
the shower spray, so that her t-shirt clung to her breasts.  She also bent
over a few times to retrieve the shampoo and soap and her dad couldn't help
looking and seeing her breasts and nipples, which are very large in size.

   Jim couldn't help it, but felt his penis become erect.  Not fully; the
stroke and age had slowed down his ability to get stiff quickly.  But it
was noticeable as Susan helped him get clean.  Jim blushed and then
apologized, but his daughter said it didn't matter.  She knew her dad
hadn't been with another woman since her mother died.  Jim kept hoping the
erection would go away, but it didn't and had become distinct, with his
penis now at full length even if the erection was only marginal.

   Susan had her dad sit down on the toilet seat while she dried him off.
She gazed at his cock and then looked at jim and said she would help with
"that" and reached for the skin lotion, put some on the palm of her hand
and began to rub and stroke his penis, which felt soft and spongy.  Her
dad's cock stiffened a little more.  She massaged it gently for several
minutes, too nervous to look her dad in the eye, so she focused on his
member.  It was quite long, longer and thicker than her husband's, and even
if it was only semi-erect, she found herself become aroused and excited as
she massaged it.  Susan could her her father breathing and then his thighs
began to quiver and she felt his cock twitch and then it began to ooze as
his semen poured out in a gentle stream.  No intense ejaculation, just an
oozing and a warm pool of cloudy, milky fluid that she caught in her cupped
hand.  But for Jim, the sensation couldn't have been more satisfying. 
Susan grabbed some tissues and wiped her dad's cock and then her hands. 
Jim looked at his daughter and gave her a kiss and hug.

   ***

   Jim began to get up, but he stumbled, his legs still weak from the
stroke.  Susan had her dad put his arm around her and together they walked
slowly into the bedroom.  Jim sat naked on the edge of the bed while his
daughter helped him dry off.  Caring for her dad in such an intimate way,
Susan began to feel a surge of emotion, an erotic-maternalism that left her
confused and yet was unable to suppress.

   She felt her breasts grow heavy with milk.  It wold be hours before she
would give her youngest his next feeding.  The heaviness and the need to
lactate triggered a need within Susan to share herself with her sick
father. She helped him lay down on the bed and then propped up some
pillows, so that she could sit at the head of the bed, with her father's
head on her lap.

   "Daddy, you need some nourishment.  You've become dehydrated.  That's
why you are light-headed and weak."

   Her father gazed at Susan, his mouth slack.  He watched as she
unbuttoned her blouse, pulled down her bra cup and brought out her large
breast.  The brown nipple was already dripping slowly.  She cradled her
father's head in her arm and brought the nipple to his lips.

   "Drink, daddy.  Nurse my milk.  It will be good for you."

   Jim looked embarrassed at first.  His face flushed, but he was too weak
to resist.  He placed his lips on Susan's teat and began to suck, gently at
first and then with more vigor as the milk began to flow in copious
amounts.

   Susan always got horny when she nursed.  Many times she would masturbate
while her baby was suckling on her teat.  She couldn't help it, and
besides, the baby never noticed and she always did when she was alone.  But
now it was her dad who's lips were fastened to her nipple.  Her father was
sucking on her nipple, as she cradled his head on her lap.  She looked him,
naked sprawled on the bed, and as she gazed at him, feeling the familiar
sexual urge grow within her, she began to notice her father's penis begin
to stir too.  Once flaccid, his member was now thickening and growing.

   Watching her dad's growing erection as he sucked on her nipple only
increased Susan's aroused state.  She reached out and caressed Jim's
testicles.  Her dad pulled away from her nipple and looked at her with mild
surprise.  Susan smiled back and pulled her father back to her tit.  The
moment of eye contact increased the bond and made Susan bolder.  She now
started to caress his penis, which grew more stiff, stiffer than when she
milked him in the shower.

   This surprised Susan.  She was so certain her father's stroke had
impaired his virility, and yet his penis was now more rigid than before. 
She felt herself grow wet with sexual excitement.  Feeling her father's
cock for the second time only reminded her how needy she truly felt.  She
gently pulled her tit from her father's mouth.

   "Daddy, I want you," said Susan, her voice trembling.  "I want you
inside of me....  please daddy!"

   Jim let out a soft moan.  He tried to speak, but was too feeble at the
moment.  Instead, he nodded and smiled his approval.

   Susan stripped herself naked and placed a pillow under her father's head
so he could easily watch.  Then she leaned gently against Jim's midsection,
taking his thick and firm penis into her warm mouth.  She sucked it, softly
at first and then with longer and deeper gulps, sliding his cock in and out
of her mouth.  Jim could only groan in approval.  She loved the clean, warm
taste of his shaft.  It was so much thicker and longer than her husband's
less than adequate dick.

   Finally, not wanting to wait any longer and worried her oral foreplay
might trigger a premature ejaculation, Susan stopped her sucking and
straddled her dad's body.  Jim looked up at her daughter.  Her hair was now
loose and hung down over her shoulders.  Her pale, creamy body was so
voluptuous.  He remembered when she was such a slim, little girl...and now
she had wide birthing hips, a soft tummy bulge and pendulous breasts that
swung easily as she leaned over and began to mount.

   "Oooooh..Ggggggod!" Jim struggled to speak, but the after-effects of the
stroke still made it difficult.  Instead, he put his hands on his daughters
hips at first, gently guiding her as she rocked back and forth.  When she
leaned forward, Jim reached up and squeezed her tits, making them leak
breast milk into the palms of his hands.

   For Susan, the moment was almost too surreal.  She looked down at her
father's face and felt his stiff, thick cock slide like velvet inside her
pussy.  The friction was intensely erotic.  What they were doing was so
taboo, that she lost all inhibition, her mind was on fire with a needy
desire she never remember having before.

   Susan leaned back.  She cupped her own breasts while she looked at Jim
and continued to slowly rock, her hips and legs acting like pistons,
raising and lowering her body onto her father's stiff member.

   Something about the fact that her dad couldn't speak well, loosened up
Susan's desire to express herself.

   "Do you like my titties, daddy?" she cooed, while cupping them in her
hands.  "Your cock is so much bigger than Mike's pencil dick," she added
and smiled with a naughty grin.  Mike was Susan's husband and ever since
childbirth, Mike's efforts in bed had declined.  His interest in sex had
dwindled.  Now, Susan's lust for sex had been reawakened and she couldn't
hold back.

   "Daddy, you cock feels soo good...oh my god...yes...yes I want your
sperm, daddy!" Susan repeated out loud her naughty thoughts.  Jim, though
unable to speak back, moaned loudly with each thrust of his daughter's
hips. He felt his own desire to pump his sperm into his daughter grow
stronger with every thrust.

   Susan continued to play with her tits, squeezing them, which made her
milk flow and drip on to her father's belly.  Her daughter's slow,
undulating moves mesmerized her father.  He felt sweat break out on his
face and hands which continued to grip Susan's hips.  Her dirty talk
aroused him like never before.  The sensations and passions that she
aroused in him, seemed to invigorate his stroke-battered body.

   "Oh God...fuck me, daddy," pleaded Susan as she began to rock harder and
faster.  She leaned forward, her hair hung down and so did her tits, which
swayed more rapidly.  Soon, her face began to turn beet red and she let out
a loud, low moan, a grunting cry of ecstasy that vibrated into Jim's loins.
He wanted to cum, he could feel it.  His cock felt like it was in a velvet
grip as his daughter's pussy spasmed and contracted, letting out a wetness
that could easily be mistaken for piss.

   The ebb and flow of their fuck continued.  Jim's age and health delayed
his ejaculation until finally he reached the point of no return and began
to pump his sperm into his daughter, who remained motionless on top of him.
Her face was just inches from his as the wave of pulsating orgasms seemed
to sweep both of them away.

   "Oh my god, Susan!  I've never felt soo...." Jim didn't finish his
sentence, but both he and his daughter were surprised to hear him speak so
articulately for the first time since the stroke.  Susan leaned forward and
lay on top of her father.  Her breasts pressed against his heaving chest.
She sighed and kissed her father.  And he kissed her back.

   ***

   As Jim slowly caught his breath following the fuck and orgasm, Susan
slid off her father.  She looked at his pale trembling body and then stared
at his penis.  It was wet with cum and her pussy juice.  But what
captivated her was how it looked so healthy, still thick, with its
glandular head engorged and a deep purple color.  It was as if sex had made
it stronger, healthier now.  Susan leaned over her dad's midsection and
licked his penis, sucking off the co-mingling of pussy juice and sperm. 
Her dad let out a soft groan as she took his cock into her mouth.  She felt
it stir, which excited her.  She continued to suck on it even as she heard
her father begin to breath more gently as he slipped into a deep,
post-coital slumber.  Susan cuddled up with her dad and eventually fell
asleep as well.
   To be continued....