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 Chapter 4

   "That went well!" said Tanya as Nadia stormed out and the twins burst
into laughter.

   "Big up to you, Crichton, I've never seen her so pissed off.  I'd better
go and calm her down." said Lance, getting up to follow but Chloe stopped
him.

   "No, Lance, leave her for a bit, she'll only have a pop at you for not
defending her or something."

   "How can I defend that, she was well out of order and I think she
probably knows it."

   Chloe turned to Crichton and Tanya.

   "I'm sorry but she comes from a very orthodox Christian family that buys
into all the anti-black, anti-gay anti-everything that Putin's regime pumps
out.  Despite the fact that she's been living in the US and Europe for the
last 20 years she has a very narrow view of the world and underneath her
fame and glamour she's actually very insecure about things that are
different."

   Crichton turned away and stood up.

   "Be that as it may, she was out of order so I hope we can terminate this
voyage as soon as possible.  Now if you will excuse me I need to go check
on the boat."

   He left Tanya with the twins and went to the cockpit and after a brief
chat with Mitch went forward and sat on the deck with his back against one
of the stateroom windows looking disconsolately at the dark sky and sea as
the catamaran moved effortlessly forward.  His mind was a jumble of
thoughts about what had just happened and what may be the consequences. 
Perhaps it was time to give up this life and return to England as Tanya had
asked him to.  She'd suggested that he start a sailing school near
Southampton where she was going to University so they could live together
like a proper family.  He mused what that would be like, coming home to her
most evenings and sitting down to a meal, watching television or going to
the pub.  Then his daydreaming wandered off course and he wondered if he
would be able to keep his hands off her if they lived together.  He could
not ignore that he had become physically attracted to her and every time he
touched her, looked at her or was close to her and breathed in her scent he
had felt stirrings in his groin that were definitely not fatherly. 
However, she was all he had and for the sake of their relationship he
needed to get those feelings under control as she would certainly freak out
if he ever did anything inappropriate.  He was still sitting on the deck
when Tanya found him half an hour later and spoke softly to him.

   "Hi Dad, how are you doing?"

   His response was to drop his head and tuck his knees up to his chest and
clasp his arms round them.

   "Peachy, sweetheart, just peachy!  I guess I blew it, huh?"

   "I think you were wonderful and said absolutely the right thing in the
circumstances.  I know some people look at me differently because I'm not
white but that was my first taste of overt racism and I was just as pissed
off with her as you were.  Now let me sit down and give you a cuddle."

   She stood facing him with her legs straddling his own and lowered
herself to sit on his clasped knees expecting him to release them and allow
her to slide down his legs into his lap.  However, he was slow to move and
a sudden lurch of the boat pushed her pelvis, covered only in thin shorts
and her bikini bottom, into his face almost smothering him.  They both
gasped and froze at the contact and he hurriedly released his knees and
moved his legs back to allow her onto his lap but not before he had taken
at least one deep breath laden with the heady aroma of her sex.  He blushed
and stammered out an apology but his cock was already reacting as she sat
down in his lap with her knees either side of his hips.  His arms went
around her back and she cradled his head in her arms as they hugged.

   "I'm sorry sweetheart, I wasn't ...  I wasn't expecting you to do that!"

   "What, giving you a face full of your daughter's pussy?  You'd have to
pay £30 in a lap dance club for that!" She teased, making him blush even
more.  However, he recognised that she was ribbing him and responded with a
quip of his own.

   "Well, I don't seem to have my wallet on me at the moment but I'm sure
I'd get more than 2 seconds for my £30.  I feel short changed, I want my
money back or I'll complain to the management!"

   Putting on a whiny voice she giggled down at him.

   "Oh, please don't, I'll lose my job and I need it to pay for my
boyfriend's drug habit.  I'll make up for it by giving you a private
dance."

   With that she rotated her buttocks over his groin but suddenly stopped
as she felt his growing hardness against her pussy and her eyes opened wide
in astonishment.  She felt her own body reacting and felt a tingle of
desire pass through her.  Trying to reduce the contact she lifted herself
up slightly but all that did was push her breasts into his face so she sat
carefully back down but felt she had to say something, it couldn't be
ignored.

   "Jesus Dad, what is that all about?" pointing down to his groin.

   "I'm sorry, but it's not often I get a lap dance from a gorgeous
teenager ..."

   She interrupted him before he could finish.

   "But, I'm your daughter; you shouldn't be getting turned on by me!"

   His eyes met hers and he returned her hard look with a defiant shrug. 
He was busted and they could hardly ignore the fact that she was sitting on
his erection and decided he had to be honest to her.

   "Why ever not?  You're the most beautiful and desirable girl I've ever
seen and whilst I'm your father I'm also a man who is obviously horny. 
That in itself is a surprise as I've felt like my libido has been
disconnected for the past few years and yet, today, every time I've been
near you I've started to respond physically either to your touch, your
smell or just the way you look.  I'm not ashamed to admit that you have
that effect on me, inappropriate as that may be.  You are very special to
me and I love you as my daughter but I am starting to feel a love for you
that is definitely not fatherly!" He paused and looked questioningly at
her.

   "Please don't think badly of me, I'd be devastated if you hated me for
this." he paused and hugged her close before releasing her and looked at
her in amazement.

   "Judging by the way your nipples are sticking out I'd say I'm not the
only one who is having an improper bodily reaction to this physical
contact."

   Tanya didn't need to look down at her breasts to know that he was right.
What he didn't know was that her pussy was getting excited from the contact
with his hard rod between her thighs although if she got much wetter he'd
find out soon enough!  She met his gaze and tried to recover the moral high
ground.

   "I love you too dad, and I'd never hate you but it's still not right!
... I'm ...  err ...  I'm flattered that you ...  err ...  feel that about
me ...  but ...  we shouldn't ...  err ...  do ...  this." she stumblingly
protested, although less strongly than before and made no attempt to get
off him as she felt his cock getting larger beneath her.  She had
absolutely no experience of penises apart from what she seen in the limited
amount of porn she had watched but even her virgin pussy could detect that
he was large and still growing.  Her illicit, un-daughterly desires
increased at the feel of him and they stared at each other like two rabbits
caught in each other's headlights until he finally spoke in a voice, hoarse
with emotion and desire.

   "I love you very much, you are all I have and are more precious to me
than the world but you'd better get off me as ...  I ...  don't know what
will happen next if you stay there looking so gorgeous on top of my cock!"

   Her internal protestations fell away as the import of his words struck
home.  He was leaving the decision up to her!  If she got off, things could
not be unsaid or sensations unfelt and nothing would ever be the same
again. Their relationship would be forever changed and probably destroyed
because guilt, regret and sorrow would eat away at them.  If she stayed
where she was their relationship would be forever changed but in a
completely different direction.  By the sound of him he was ready for that
change but was she ready for the leap into the unknown?  But, who better to
leap into the unknown with the one person she loved and trusted with all
her heart and who she knew felt the same way about her?  She giggled
internally and corrected herself as he obviously loved her more than she
had ever imagined!  She smiled as she suddenly realised that her hips were
making involuntary movements backwards and forwards over his cock driven by
the tingling in her loins.  It seemed that her clit and pussy wanted a
sexual relationship with her father's cock!

   "What are you smiling about?" he asked.  She said nothing but picked up
his right hand with both her hands and leant forward so that her mouth was
next to his ear and whispered coquettishly.

   "What would you do if I stayed where I was and did ...  this?" and
placed his hand against her firm left breast with its' distended nipple
which felt like a pebble against his palm.  He moved his thumb to gently
caress it and she shuddered at the sensation and her intake of breath
turned into a moan.

   He leant slightly back to look in her eyes again and with a look of
profound love he cupped her chin with his left thumb and forefinger and
pulled her face towards so that their mouths were millimetres apart.

   "I'd do this" he whispered as his lips touched hers in a long, lingering
kiss that seemed to Tanya to suck all the doubts and reservations from her
as the universe became centred on the junction of their two mouths.  It
started as a gentle, sweet, loving kiss that was a reaffirmation of their
mutual love and adoration although unlike any that they had shared before.
Gradually, as their mouths slowly opened to each other it morphed into
something significantly more passionate as the tips of their tongues gently
made contact and started to tease and play.

   Crichton felt her body move against him and her arms roughly encircled
his head clasping their mouths firmly together and he responded by reaching
down with his left hand to grasp her buttocks and pull her against him and
the kiss became voracious and the tongues no longer played and teased but
clashed and duelled together.  His right hand no longer caressed her breast
but groped and grasped and his thumb bruised the nipple with firm strokes.
His left hand was pulling and pushing her hips along his hardness although
her own frantic motions did not really need any additional help.

   Tanya broke the kiss, gasping and moaning for breath as she felt her
engorged clit rubbing continually against his massive cock from the frantic
rutting movement.  Her sexual experiences were limited but she recognised
the building tension in her body as the prelude to her climax but this felt
like nothing she had ever achieved with her fingers or sex toy.  She wished
that there were no clothes in between but was getting too close to her
orgasm to stop and do anything about it.  It had become a headlong dash to
the finish for her but she was not oblivious to the fact that it was her
father's cock she was riding.  She panted out her words in time to the
rhythm of her humping movement.

   "Ooh ...  Daddy ...  your ...  cock ...  your ...  cock ...  feels ...
fucking ...  huge ...  against ...  my ...  pussy ...  I'm ...  going ...
to ...  come ...  sooooon!"

   With that her motion changed as she came to a complete stop as the first
wave of her climax overtook her.

   "Fuuuucckkkkk ....  Dadddeeee ....  I'm cummmminnggg on your
cocccckkkkk."

   She humped some more and then another wave of the orgasm overtook her
again and she froze again but this time her words were unintelligible
sounds from her throat.

   "UUUUUUUUhhhhh ...  nnnngggghhhhh ...  ohhhhh fuuccccccccckkkk!"

   Crichton too felt his impending release as, despite the layers of
clothing, the sensitive underside of his glans was feeling the full effect
of Tanya's pubic bone rubbing against him.  In addition, calling him
`Daddy' as she came was too much of a turn-on to ignore and he felt the
first pulse of semen travel down his cock and into his shorts.

   "Goddd, Tanya, you're making Daddy come too!  He's coming for his baby
girl ...  uuuuuuhhhhh ...  baybeeee ...  commminnngg!"

   His body went rigid and his buttocks lifted off the deck as the jets of
come continued to flood his clothes.  Slowly his body relaxed and he lay in
post orgasmic bliss with his daughter sprawled on top of him as she too
recovered from her first male-induced orgasm.  The fact that the male in
question was her father was part of what had made it so very special and
any doubts she had harboured had been blown away by the intensity of the
experience.  She cuddled into his chest as he stroked her back feeling that
this was the most natural thing in the world.

   "I love you Daddy, your baby girl loves coming for her Daddy."

   Crichton responded by kissing the top of her head and cuddling her
tighter.

   "Daddy loves coming for his baby girl too." He paused before continuing
"but are you ok, you're not upset, grossed out or ...?"

   She lifted her head and smiled lovingly at him in the dim light.
   "Just take me to bed and fuck my brains out please Daddy!"