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 This is a work of erotic fiction.  This work may contain description of
sexual intercourse between consenting adults, non-consenting adults, adults
and children (both consensual and non-consensual).  If you are turn off but
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Birthday Gift "Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?" John put down the book
he was reading and looked at his 14 year old daughter at the door of his
bedroom.  The book he was reading had been presented by his daughter,
Reena, for his thirty-fourth birthday, today.  He was shocked when he
opened the wrapper and found that it was a book about the diary kept by a
young girl.  It contained her experiences, sexual experiences, with her
father.  When he had asked his daughter why she was giving him the book her
reply had been that it explained how she felt for him.  Then she had run
out of the house.  All through the day, on his way to work, at work, and
then later at home his mind had been in a whirl.  Being a widower for three
years without a lover during that time had not helped one bit.  Another
factor that had not helped was that he had noticed his daughter growing up
in to a very sexy and beautiful lady.  Her increasingly sexy attire was not
much help either.  After work he had waited for her to come home so that he
could discuss the issue of the book with her.  But even by midnight she
hadn't returned.  Worried, he had called her on her mobile.  She told him
that she was at a friend's place and she would be in late.  So he had gone
to bed.  After a while of tossing and turning he had picked up the book and
begun reading it.  As few pages into the book he was sporting a huge
hard-on and began to masturbate as he read the book.  In each of the
encounters he imagined himself and his daughter and was surprised to find
that the thoughts and images in his mind only served to heighten the
feelings coursing through his body and mind.  It was about 1 am when he
heard his daughter return.  He had put the book down and followed her
sounds about the house until he'd heard her close the door to her room. 
He'd also noticed that he hadn't heard the latch fall.  After entertaining
the thought of going to her, he'd picked up the book and lost himself in
the world of the father and daughter where the father was teaching his
daughter how to give a good blowjob.  The screen in his mind filled with
images of Reena on her knees, looking up at him as his penis disappeared
and appeared between her lips.  Maybe she had been very silent, or most
probably because he had been so caught up with the book he hadn't heard her
door open and even his.  Now she stood there in her nightdress, a white
see-through dress, and he knew that she was naked underneath.  He saw the
bush of her pubic hair and the pink of her nipples clearly.  "Reena, you
better go back to bed", he told her.  She walked into the room, up to his
bed and slowly pulled the blanket away.  His hard-on showed clearly through
his pajamas.  Reena sat at the edge of the bed and undid the buttons on his
pants and pulled out his penis.  Without breaking his gaze, she began to
spread his precum over the head of his organ.  "I know it's tough for you
daddy, but believe me when I tell you that this is what I want", with these
words she slipped off the bed and knelt on her knees.  He watched in
fascination as his penis slipped into her mouth.  He could feel her sucking
him, softly, but firmly.  After she had established a rhythm she looked up
and their eyes met.  That had proved to be too much and he began to spurt
his seed into her mouth.  She didn't break her rhythm and swallowed
everything he gave her.  Once she had milked him dry she let him slip out
of her mouth.  "Thank you", she said as she stood up.  John was stumped for
words and didn't know what to say.  "Good night daddy", she said and leaned
over to kiss him.  By force of habit he offered her his cheek, but she held
him by the chin and turned his face towards her.  Their lips met and her
felt her tongue sneak into his mouth.  He reached behind her and they
melted on to the bed, their lips locked against each other.  "Oh daddy",
she moaned when the kiss broke.  They kissed again.  As they kissed, she
guided his fingers to her wet vagina.  He searched for and found her
g-spot. His fingers furiously played on her clit and her moans got louder.
"If you can find it in you please fuck me daddy.  I am way to hot to go
back now.  Please." He pulled her over him and got ready to ease her onto
his organ, which was back to its rock hard condition.  "No, I want to be
under you", she told him.  He lay her down on the bed and pulled her
nightdress over her head.  As he knelt above her, he was taken up by the
sight of his beautiful daughter.  He took a moment to study her as she lay
naked below him with her legs spread up and wide waiting for his
penetration.  "Daddy?" she asked him, he detected a hint of worry in her
voice, worry that he had changed his mind.  "You are so beautiful", he told
her and then slipped his penis into her.  Slowly father and daughter began
to move, they pushed and pulled.  Sometimes slowing up and at other
speeding up as they tried to find the rhythm.  It didn't take them long and
soon they were slapping against each other.  Each penetration would elicit
a "Oh daddy" or a "Yes daddy" from his daughter and that more than anything
else spurred John on even more.  Although he had just shot a load John felt
his next ejaculation building up.  He tried to control it and delay it, but
when Reena started squeezing her cunt muscles in her orgasm and squealing
to him that she was cumming he could hold it back no longer.  He felt
ribbons of his sperm rush into her young womb.  As he filled her with his
seed his mind protested and told him that it was dangerous.  But he was
like a moth attracted to the fire, he just flew right in.  After they had
spent their orgasms, they lay panting, father over daughter.  No words were
needed, they had just found bliss.  They lay down next to each other and
let sleep envelope them.  The next morning he watched his daughter gather
her clothes from the floor.  "I'll move my things in here today", she told
him.  He nodded.  "I love you daddy", she said as she kissed him and left
their bedroom.