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 Title: Dear Diary




Summary: A daughter's Diary opens a whole new world. 


Keywords:inc,fic,erotic,hot





   DEAR DIARY

   I shouldn't have done it, but I did.  I mean, of all the things in our
house that meant anything, privacy was about number one.  I could try and
rationalize that it was partly her fault, after all she had called me and
sent me into her bedroom after her school notes; but I knew better, it was
not something I should have done.

   When I had finished forwarding the notes from her laptop to her phone, I
had turned to leave.  That was when I saw the book laying on her half made
bed.

   It was face down, and the name Crystal was across the cover with small
star stickers around it.  It looked a bit childish for a nineteen year old;
and I guess that was what first drew my attention.

   Once I picked it up, I knew instantly what it was; it was her journal;
or more appropriately her diary.  I should have put it back down on the
bed, but I didn't.

   When I flipped to the first page, I saw the date was four years ago;
that would explain the girlish name and stars on the cover; the spangles of
a fifteen year old girl.

   It was a small three ring binder, which is partly why it never occurred
to me it was a diary; my first thought was it was something for school.  Oh
I had heard of diaries, you know those special hidden places girls write
all their loves and pains.  Crystal's bordered on almost obsessive.

   There were small clear jacket inserts where she had inserted her school
picture each year.  It was a shock to flip through the years and watch her
grow up in my hands.

   I found a flower petal she had saved from her prom corsage; and even a
badly written love note from some ten year old boy in her class.  I think
the thought that this was Crystal's nineteen years of life encapsulated
into a book fascinated me.

   I laughed at her comments about boys as a young girl; I smiled as she
proudly spoke of her soccer and basketball victories as a teenager.  I
almost cried at her pain as she watched the cancer take her grandmother and
how at sixteen that had motivated her towards nursing school.

   I admit, her entry about losing her virginity at seventeen didn't thrill
me; but I had a morbid joy when she wrote that it wasn't everything she had
imagined.

   I flipped it back to today's entry and was about to set it back on the
bed when one of the paragraphs caught my attention.

   'I saw it again today, God's its huge.  I still don't know how a woman
would fit that thing inside her.  He didn't stroke it this time, I wish he
had; I love watching him cum.'

   I felt anger, and yes jealousy, rise in my throat like bile.  Who the
hell was showing my little girl his cock; I mean when you read that you
KNOW what she is talking about.

   She had mentioned she had seen it again; that meant she had seen it
before today's entry.  I started flipping back on the entries, trying to
speed read.  I found the entry; it was about six months just before school
had released.

   Like I said; I shouldn't have picked that book up, and I definitely
should not have been reading her diary.  I knew it the moment I read her
entry.

   'March 16th'

   'I saw it.  I mean I REALLY saw it.  I had forgotten my hair tie and
figured I would just slip in the bathroom while he showered.  God it's
HUGE. Tommy was nowhere near that big.'

   Tommy, who the hell was Tommy, and then it, hit me, Tommy had been a boy
Crystal had dated last spring.  He had seemed like a nice enough kid, but
Crystal had broken it off for one reason or another during the summer.

   I flipped through the pages again, and found her next entry.

   'April 10th'

   'I snuck in the bathroom; I had to see it again.  God he was stroking it
this time; I thought I was going to pee myself.  Watched him cum, it was
awesome.  He has a huge load, not like Tommy's little dribble.'

   Two more entries later and it began to dawn on my slow brain, exactly
who it was Crystal was watching.  My suspicions were confirmed when I hit
her entry for July.

   'July 5th'

   'I broke it off with Tommy at the fireworks yesterday.  I can't do it
anymore.  Every time I look at him I see Dad's cock.  I keep seeing that
thick pole, that massive load.  God I need a dildo.'

   I don't know what hit me more; the fact my daughter was being a voyeur
for me; or that at that moment I had the hugest raging hard on I could
remember in years.

   'August 3rd'

   'I got my dildo from Amazon today.  I waited until his shower, and then
watched him.  I love when he grunts just before he blows.  I have to be
careful, almost got caught.  When he came I think I moaned.  When he was
done I fucked myself silly with that plastic cock.'

   I gently set the book back down on the bed in its original position.  As
I turned to leave a picture on her dresser caught my eye.  I walked over
and stared at the photo.  We had been to Cancun; and gotten our picture
taken on the beach.

   Two things struck me as I stared at the picture; the first was that I
really didn't look bad for a guy who had just hit his fortieth birthday. 
The other thought was, who was the hottie hanging on my arm?

   Crystal's mother hadn't been in the picture since she was a year old. 
Maybe it was post-partum depression, or just that at twenty she wasn't
ready to be a mom and wife.  For whatever reason, I came home from work and
had found half our closet empty and a piece of paper on the kitchen table
just saying she couldn't take it anymore.

   Being only one it had made things easier with Crystal, at least I didn't
have to explain.  We never heard from Mindy again; she literally just
vanished.  As she got older Crystal asked the usual questions, but we had a
loving and open home so she quickly matured and seemed to settle into being
an only child of a single dad.

   How do I describe Crystal?  I could say the normal of about five foot
six inches and about a hundred and forty pounds; but that wouldn't give the
right mental picture.  All through high school Crystal had been in soccer,
basketball, cross country; you name it.  Even after school she took a job
at a local fitness place for the summer, spending her free hours working
out after her job.  So, you have to understand body size isn't everything.
Crystal had that lean, toned muscular body that screamed fitness.  Her arm
wrapped around me had well defined biceps; and her thighs showed the toned
muscles of an athlete.

   Now add a pair of 36D's and natural platinum blonde hair and you get the
idea.  I stared at those tits mashed against my arm in the photo and
wondered if I had been brain dead when the picture was taken that I hadn't
noticed.

   They were encased in a dark blue bikini top, and the tops of her breasts
just spilled out of the small cloth.  I thought I had been hard with her
diary; God I damn near came in my jeans just looking at that picture.

   When had my little girl grown up?  That was NOT a child standing next to
me; that was about one of the hottest women I had ever seen; and I had
NEVER seen, until now.

   I don't know what possessed me, maybe it was the journal, or maybe it
was the photo; either way I reached out and pulled open the top drawer of
her dresser.

   I stared at the thongs and filmy panties that lined the inside, but my
eyes riveted on the thick plastic toy that lay nestled behind them. 
Reaching out I slowly pick it up; yeah it had to be about eight inches
long, and thick.

   I held it against the bulge in my shorts and was shocked to see that
they were about the same size.  God, she had bought a dildo that matched
her father; and she was fucking herself with it...while she thought of
what?

   I returned the toy to its home, and without looking back headed out of
Crystal's bedroom.  For the rest of the afternoon and evening my brain held
an internal war; one I had never experienced before; and was not equipped
to deal with.

   I had taken care of my daughter all her life, which meant for nineteen
years I had basically put myself on the back burner.  That isn't to say I
didn't have sex; I did.  But I would say at best it had been once every
month or two.

   My current dry spell had been for almost two months.  Now, take a male
who hasn't had sex in two months; who just got the eye opener of his life;
and let a woman walk through his door wearing tight spandex shorts that
just molded to the cheeks of her ass; coupled with a tank top that
stretched around two perfectly formed breasts; oh and add to it was more
than evident she was not wearing a bra.

   You know what you get?  Perpetual horniness for about three hours is
what you get.  By eight that evening I couldn't endure anymore.  Crystal
was stretched out on the couch reading a text book, and my eyes kept
gravitating to those twin hard nipples staring back at me; or that tight
camel toe just barely hidden between her thighs.

   I did what any red blooded male would do; I headed for the shower.  I
was standing under the warm spray, facing the shower head; and yeas y hand
was gripping my fat hard dick.  Images of that picture burned in my brain
as I slowly jerked my cock.  The fact it was my daughter, I buried under
the incessant need in my balls.

   I think because of the journal I was a little more attentive this time.
I thought I heard the soft protest of the door hinge as it was opened; it
was confirmed when I felt a slight drop of the temperature in the bathroom
as the cool air of the hallway slipped in.

   Out of the corner of my eye I caught Crystal's shadow as she slipped
inside and quietly sat on the toilet.  The diary, the picture; even the
dildo all collided in my brain.  Slowly, without looking up, I rotated my
body.

   I knew I was in position when I heard a tiny gasp from the other side of
the shower door.  My hand never stopped moving as I pumped my now throbbing
cock.

   I kept my head lowered into the spray, but tried to peek just off to the
side.  What I saw sent a shiver down my spine.  Crystal sat on the edge of
the toilet, the top edge of her spandex shorts were pulled down; and her
hand was jammed inside.

   I caught a peek of light blue from her panties as her fingers worked her
soaked pussy.  I felt my cock throb in my grip, and I knew no matter what I
tried, I wasn't going to last long.

   I turned more just slightly, and lowered my throbbing cock, aiming the
head towards the glass right beside the door.  I felt my balls tighten as
my explosion neared.

   I couldn't help it, I swear; and I couldn't stop it.  As the first
volley of my thick cum burst from the tip; it splattered against the glass,
oozing down the wet surface.

   "Crystal" I grunted softly.

   Crystal rocketed straight up; grabbing her shorts she rose and hustled
from the room.  I knew she had heard me, but I couldn't stop myself.  Rope
after rope emptied from my balls even after she had left.

   I slipped out of the shower and dried off.  I knew where she had hurried
off to; and I also knew how wrong this was.  Pulling on my robe I padded
down the hall to her doorway.

   I tried to listen at her door but honestly I can't hear much through
wood unless the person is screaming.  I reached down and slowly turned the
knob, easing the door open just a crack.  The fact I had done this of my
own will showed me I had passed beyond the accidental and was now into the
intentional.  Did it stop me?  Not just no...hell no.

   As I slowly opened her bedroom door, I finally saw Crystal.  She was
sitting on the edge of her bed.  At first I thought nothing was happening,
and then I saw her body shudder, and realized her elbow was slowly moving
at her side.

   Why was she sitting?  Ten I realized, she was looking at the picture on
her dresser.  Just as I had been captivated by her in the photo, she was
using the image of me.

   I started to pull away, figuring to give her privacy, and the fact I
really couldn't see anything.  Just then Crystal shifted, and slid back
onto her bed.  I should have left when I had the chance; just like when I
had picked up her diary.  Now, as her body slid more into view, I knew I
was lost.

   Because she had been sitting, I hadn't realized the obvious; she was
naked from the waist down.  My eyes riveted to those fantastically toned
legs as she swung them up onto the bed.  I glanced over her upper body
still dressed in her tank top.  Her taut six pack style belly flexed as she
moved.

   Then my searching gaze found it; oh God.  She was either shaved smooth
or at the distance I couldn't distinguish the fine blonde hairs.  Either
way her entire groin slid into view as she turned.

   I would love to describe her pouty lips, or the curve of her sexy pussy;
I can't.  What I can describe is about six inches of hard plastic cock
shoved up inside her, stretching her open to my gaze.

   That toy was coated in froth, and her thighs glistened with moisture. 
Once she stretched out on the bed, the show really started.  She reached
down with both hands and gripped the end of that toy; and to my shock
rammed the entire length deep into her.

   I damn near blew another load standing there as she began to fuck
herself with a vengeance.  This was no passionate love making; this was
animal fucking as a nubile nineteen year old pounded into herself.

   I don't know how long I stood there, but it was long enough to watch her
shudder through a violent orgasm as she abused her pussy.  When I finally
pulled my eyes from between her lewdly spread thighs; and looked at her
lust filled face; I was horrified.  For one thing, she was staring straight
at the door, at ME.  Did she know I was there?  Was this a show for me?

   I had heard all the stories of men who used women's panties as a fetish.
Smelling them and jerking off to hem.  Personally I had never committed the
act, but I was well aware.  What I had never dreamed of was watching my
daughter hold a used pair of MY underwear to her face, inhaling my scent as
she rammed an eight inch dildo up her.

   Crystal hammered herself through another orgasm as she apparently stared
at the door.  By the time I pulled away it was more than evident this
fantasy of hers was now also mine.  As I retreated to my bedroom, I tried
to comfort myself with the idea we hadn't really done anything.  I mean we
hadn't touched or had sex per say.  OK, so I'm fairly good at
rationalizing, I admit it.

   The next morning I woke for work, and Crystal had already headed out for
the day.  With her schedule I wasn't sure if it was word, or class, or just
hanging with friends.  Whatever the reason, I was now in the house alone.
What I did know was I had gone to bed alone, and definitely empty handed.

   That meant I had not NOT brought a pair of pale green thong panties to
bed with me; even if they were resting on my pillow next to my head.  I
wanted to deny them, just get up out of bed and totally ignore the thin
cloth; I didn't.

   As my fingers closed over them, I could feel the slight moisture, and
even feel a bit of warmth in them.  That meant they hadn't been there that
long.

   Just as the cloth hit my nose, my hand slid inside my underwear gripping
my raging hard cock.  In inhaled deeply as my hand started moving; images
of Crystal smelling my underwear as she all but raped herself on her dildo
sent my body into orbit.  Even as my father brain screamed how wrong this
was, my nuts tightened.  'Crystal' I grunted as I exploded in my underwear.

   Some men wear boxers, I tend to prefer the tightie whities; it keeps the
packed more firmly in place for me.  It also means when you blow a load of
hot cum; it doesn't just puddle against silk; it soaks up into the cotton
cloth.

   I pulled my drenched underwear free and as I rose for the morning,
reached for my laundry basket.  My hand froze with my underwear just above
the basket.  I shouldn't, but once again my brain shut down and I did the
unthinkable.  I padded through the empty house, and entered Crystal's
bedroom.  Two could play at this little game, I thought.

   Taking my cum soaked underwear, I wrapped them around her dildo and set
the prize on her pillow.  I knew by the time she got home, the dried scum
would cling to her dildo white and crusty.

   Later that evening it was excruciating.  We both acted as if nothing had
happened; and yet we both knew.  We were stepping into a very dangerous
game, and neither knew where it was leading.  By the time it hit almost
eight; I was raging hard, thinking of what Crystal had done with my used
underwear.

   I finally headed up to the bathroom for my shower, my raging hard on
more than evident in my jeans.  Crystal sat on the couch and watched me
leave, not saying a word.

   Before going to the bathroom, I stepped into the door of her bedroom. 
Sure enough, my underwear lay on her pillow, while her used dildo was cast
aside on the bed.  God, the entire length was covered in white froth.  The
girl must cum like a swamp I thought.  I wanted to pick up that toy and ick
it clean; but held myself back.

   I returned to the bathroom and started my shower.  As I stood under the
warm spray, my mind conjured up images of Crystal stretched out on her bed,
shoving that plastic dong into herself as she smelled and licked my cum
filled underwear.  Saying your cock is hard doesn't describe me at that
moment.  I was so steel hard my cock actually hurt.

   I felt the change in the air of the bathroom; I knew Crystal had just
entered.  I didn't turn to show her my profile this time.  God help me, I
turned to face her.  I watched her sit on the toilet as we looked at each
other through the steamed glass.

   My hand continued to pump along eight inches of hard cock, while I could
just see her hand slip between her spread thighs.  That boundary shifted as
we silently watched each other masturbate to the other.

   To this day I couldn't tell you who moved, or who did what.  I can tell
you there is a hell of a difference between watching through frosted and
steamed glass; and staring eye to eye after the shower door had slid part
way open.

   Crystal had her tank rolled part way up, one hand cupping her firm
breast; while two fingers plowed into her sopping wet hole.  Pre cum
dripped from the tip of my cock as I stroked along the throbbing veins in
full view.

   Not a word was said as we pleasured ourselves, watching the other.  When
it finally hit, it had to be one of the strongest orgasms of my life.  My
cock jerked in my grip, and a thick stream of white erupted from the tip;
splattering against the now open shower door.

   Crystal's eyes fluttered; and her whole body heaved; as I watched a
puddle form on the toilet seat under her.  When her body finally settled
down, she rose on shaky legs.  She looked down at my still rigid cock, then
up into my eyes.  I had never seen raw lust before, I saw it then.

   Without a word, she turned and walked from the bathroom and I heard her
bedroom door close.  I knew what she was doing once again.  This time while
tempted, I managed to resist.  Heading to my own room, I slipped under my
covers and fell into a fit full sleep.

   For the next few days I tried my best to get our home back to normal. 
Every night I fell asleep to images of Crystal masturbating, or that
perfect body under me; God I was sick.  By Saturday I was a total wreck as
I roamed the empty house.  I figured I could get some things done around
the house while Crystal was out.  Yeah, I gave in.  By now saying I should
or shouldn't do something had died in my brain.  I just did it.

   'August 20th'

   'I want to throw up.  He called my name when he jerked off.  Could he
really want me?  He must have used my panties, you can't hide dried cum. 
I'm scared, and horny.  I saw his entire cock tonight, and when he came;
God it was beautiful.  My poor dildo damn near broke I fucked myself so
hard.

   'August 21st'

   I am so stupid.  I left a pair of my panties on his pillow.  Why?  I am
in such deep shit.  I wasn't even thinking.  Well I was, about his cock.  I
want it.'

   That entry was brief but so to the point I almost came in my shorts.

   'August 23rd'

   He watched me masturbate yesterday.  God I exploded.  I wanted to scream
his name, but was scared.  Tonight I watched him jerk off in the shower; no
glass just us.  It was the hottest thing I've ever done.  Forget the kids
at school or work; I want him.

   I think he is reading you.  I'm not sure.  If he is then he'll watch me
next time.  I mean WATCH me.'

   'August 25th'

   'I could cry right now.  Two nights and nothing.'

   My heart almost stopped at her last entry.  It was dated this morning.
For two nights Crystal had apparently waited for me, and blind stupid me
had ignored her.

   I spent the rest of the day doing laundry and cleaning the house.  By
the time crystal got home that evening from work or wherever, I was already
in my room.

   "Night Dad" I heard her lilting voice as she passed my door.

   I didn't answer.  Whether she thought I might have fallen asleep or not,
it really didn't matter for what my perverted brain had in mind.  I waited
about five minutes, then rose from my bed.

   I made no attempt to close or belt my robe as I padded down the short
hall.  Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and opened her bedroom door.

   Crystal stood frozen at her dresser as she turned and looked at me.  She
had removed her top and was standing barefoot in her shorts and a bra.  Her
hands were behind her back, frozen at the clasp of her bra.

   I didn't say a word; I just leaned against the door frame and watched
her.  Her eyes slid down my body, just the hint of my cock peeking from the
open folds of my robe.

   Her eyes were huge like saucers as she stared at me, I could see her
hands tremble as they moved again, slowly undoing the clasp.  I could feel
my cock thicken as the lacy blue material of her bra slid down her firm
breasts.

   God her breasts were perfect.  Cone shaped and capped with large brown
areoles; her hard nipples looked like small eraser nubs as they stood
straight out.

   As she turned to face me, I reached down through my robe, gripping my
hardening cock.  Her eyes only grew as she watched me start to slowly
stroke my raging cock.

   Unsnapping her shorts, she wiggled her hips, pulling the material done.
When she rose up, a pair of blue lace boy shorts came into full view.

   "Fuck" I softly grunted as my cock jerked in my grip.

   Crystal shuddered at my soft voice; gripping the elastic of her panties
she all but ripped them down her hips, standing in front of me now totally
nude.

   OK Crystal is not perfect, but neither am I.  Right then, that hot body
was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.  Nineteen years old, nubile; with a
set of tits to die for; and I was jerking off to her.  I was sick, I was
perverted; and I was so lost.

   Her eyes never leaving me, Crystal stepped over and sat on the edge of
her bed facing me.  Slowly, as if teasing me; she spread her thighs open.
There it was; those pouty lips and glistening thighs.  Fuck she was soaking
wet already.

   I expected her to sit there and start fingering for me, like she had in
the bathroom.  It seems my vixen of a daughter had other things in mind. 
Reaching behind herself, she brought up that thick plastic toy.

   I watched in horror and fascination as she promptly shoved half that
fake dick, straight down her throat; giving a soft humming sound as she
sucked on the soft rubber.

   "Jesus Christ" I whispered, my voice hoarse.

   The idea of those lips; wrapped around my cock; while she deep throated
me; sent a shiver through my body.  I could only stare in fascination as
she pulled that spit slick dildo from her throat.  She reached down and
pressed the bloated head against her wet pussy.

   "Daddy" she whispered.  Then she shoved that entire thing up her cunt.

   I thought I was going to lose it as I watched that thick toy disappear
inside her.  Good God she took the thing to the base and never flinched.

   Crystal sat spread eagle on the bed, staring intently at my hand and
cock; her eyes never left my body.  Every time my hand slid to the base,
she drove that for piece of rubber deep inside.  When I slid my hand back,
she slowly pulled it out.

   I suddenly realized she was matching the pace of my hand, fucking
herself in time to my masturbation.  I shivered as I picked up the pace;
watching her hands moving faster to keep time with me.  Wet slapping from
my hand colliding with my hips, matched the obscene squishing noises every
time she drove deep.

   "Oh God...daddy" I heard Crystal softly whisper.

   Her eyes lifted from my groin and looked into mine.  Her face was
flushed ruby her lidded eyes glazed with lust.  I sweat her nipples
distended even more as her body began to shudder.

   She was going to cum; and the sheer sight of her sucked my nuts straight
up loaded both barrels.  Without even thinking, I took two steps forward,
standing now only a foot in front of her sweating body.  My fist flew up
and down my cock as I grunted softly.

   I watched the first thick rope spew out, arching through the air.  It
splattered against Crystal's heaving breasts, coating her skin.  It was as
if the touch of my cream on her body set her off.

   "Nuggg" Crystal gave a guttural growl.

   Her entire body convulsed as my second rope sprayed across her upper
chest.  I could smell the scent of her arousal as cream pumped out around
that buried toy; soaking the sheet under her.

   I just stood there, horrified at the scene before me.  My innocent girl,
sitting on her bed, surrounded by her stuffed animals and all the trappings
of her childhood; coated in my thick cum.

   I was disgusted with myself.  I quickly wheeled about and almost ran
from her bedroom.  I threw my robe aside as I turned out the light, burying
my head under my covers.  What kind of perverse animal had I become.

   For the next few days, I tried desperately to return our home to its
happy past.  I went to work early, I avoided her bedroom.  I even changed
my shower time to mornings to avoid the temptation for either of us.

   I didn't avoid Crystal, but I made a point of sticking to our usual
routine, trying to keep some kind or normalcy.  I thought by Thursday, I
had actually done a decent job.  God was I wrong.

   I work Saturday every so often, and had taken Thursday off because it
was my turn for a weekend shift.  I woke at my usual time, but stayed in my
bedroom.  I didn't want the temptation of that body; I knew if I saw it
every barrier I had would crumble.

   I crawled out of bed after I heard the front door.  Crystal had either
headed to work or her friends.  To me it was now safe to venture through
the house.

   I made the bed and straightened the room before heading down for my
morning coffee.  I knew my mind was weak, I swore I could smell her perfume
on the pillow beside mine.  I violently shook my head, trying to get the
thoughts out of my head.

   When I entered the kitchen, I froze in my tracks.  Not because of the
cup of fresh coffee Crystal had left at my seat at the table; but because
right beside it...was her journal.

   My first urge was to pick it up and take it back to her bedroom.  I
mean, she had to have forgotten it there.  Then, I realized it wasn't at
her chair at the table, it was at mine.  God help me, she had deliberately
left it there, asking me to read it.

   That meant she knew I had read it before, and my heart fell to my gut.
How do you apologize for violating someone's privacy?  I slid into my
chair, resting my hand on the small binder.  I could see the small marker
she had placed in it poking at the top.  With a heavy sigh, I opened the
book.

   'August 25th'

   'My first time writing twice in one day, but I have to.  He IS reading
you.  God it was perfect.  He scared the shit out of me when he came in my
room.  I didn't think I would have the nerve to go through with it; but
when I saw his cock, I lost it.

   Oh God it was the hottest thing I've ever seen.  It's so long and thick
and perfect (yes I'm gushing).  He came on me.  I didn't expect that.  I
was having my own and when I noticed he was gone, and it was all over my
boobs and my skin.

   I licked every drop off, God he tastes so good.'

   I reached under the kitchen table; I had to straighten the rampant rod
between my thighs.  Jesus, she licked my cream off her breasts.  I wanted
to grab my dick and jerk off right here.

   I turned the page to her next entry, and I thought my heart was going to
burst as I read her words.

   'August 27th'

   I waited, last night and tonight.  He didn't come.  Am I not pretty
enough?  What did I do wrong?  God I miss him

   I snuck into his room last night and slept with him.  God I can't
describe how good it felt, to just feel him next to me.

   Daddy...I love you'

   I ran my fingers over the page.  You didn't do anything baby, I thought.
I could feel a couple of spots on the paper that felt different.  As I
traced them, I realized what they were; teardrops.  Dear God have I been
this blind, I wondered.

   So it had been her perfume I had smelled on the pillow this morning.  I
shivered at the thought that all night, that perfect body had been at my
side.

   I turned the page expecting it to be blank, today was the 28th. 
Instead, Crystal had put an entry before she had left the book on the
table. This time she hadn't written a journal entry, instead; I read the
words she wrote to me.

   'My Loving father.

   There is no one I want more than you.  All of you, completely and
totally.  I am yours, if you will have me.  I am taking the biggest risk of
my life writing this, I know you'll read it.

   I want to be your daughter, your little girl.  I also want to be your
woman; your lover and companion.

   If you feel the same, and God I hope I'm not being a fool, I will be
back home in a few hours after I leave this for you.  If my dreams come
true, you'll be in your bedroom, with the door open for me.  If the door is
closed...well I can't think of that.

   Daddy I'm scared.'

   I slowly closed the journal and sat at the table.  Glancing up at the
clock I realized I had been sitting here for almost two hours.  God she was
going to be home soon.

   Rising from the chair I picked up the journal and headed up the stairs.
I stepped into Crystal's room and gently set the book on her bed.  Leaning
over the bed I inhaled deeply of her pillow, smelling that same perfume
that had permeated the pillow on my bed.

   As I stepped into my own bedroom, it suddenly felt so big; and so empty.
I sat on the edge of the bed and lifted the pillow to my face.  I inhaled
again, smelling the traces of her perfume.  As I set the pillow back, I
knew my answer.

   I started when I heard the front door close.  The house seemed so quiet;
I could hear soft and hesitant footsteps on the stairs.  I waited quietly,
sitting on the edge of the bed.

   "Dad?" her soft voice called.

   I lifted my head and looked at a vision, and it was standing in my open
door.  My eyes started at those pink painted toes in her open toed sandals,
trailing up tanned firm thighs, God she was so fit.  Her spandex black
shorts molded to her flared hips, creasing to meet in a perfect camel toe
between her thighs.  Her sports bra left that midriff exposed, the tanned
muscles of her belly rippling as she shifted from one foot to the other. 
Her sports bra barely contained those magnificent breasts as they rose with
her labored breathing.  I could see the twin nubs of her nipples straining
at the tight cloth.

   Her face; God just say I was mesmerized.  In the time it took to run my
eyes over her; my cock began to stiffen and thicken until it stood like a
rigid pole in my lap.  You couldn't miss the damn thing; I was sitting on
the bed totally naked.

   "Oh God" Crystal moaned as her eyes fixed on me, watching my cock rise
like some spear; filling with blood with just the sight of her.

   "Does that answer if you're pretty enough" I whispered.

   "Yesss" she moaned softly.

   "Come here" I instructed her.

   Crystal slowly crossed the room and stood in front of me.  I could see
she was trembling as she tried to take all of me in.  I reached out and
took her hand in mine.

   "This is not my bedroom anymore" I looked up into her eyes.  "This is
our bedroom, do you understand?"

   Crystal mutely nodded.

   "If we do this..." I took a deep breath.  "There is no going back" I
said firmly.  "I am yours, but you are mine.  If any man touches you..."

   "I understand" Crystal cut me off.

   She slid her left hand into my left hand and lifted it up.  I felt
something different in her hand, and when I looked down; I was surprised to
see a small band on her ring finger.  I just stared as she held out the
ring finger on my hand.

   "It may not be legal" Crystal whispered softly.

   She reached into her small clutch she had hanging off her shoulder,
pulling out something she clutched in her hand.

   "All I have ever wanted..." she said softly.  "To have and to hold,
through sickness and in health, until death do us part" my daughter
whispered as she slid a small simple band on my hand.

   The fact she was mine, and I was hers; so committed; set off something
inside me.  I looked up at her face, her eyes widening as she took in my
gaze.

   "Take the clothes off...or I will rip them off." I said calmly.

   "You wouldn't..." her eyes grew wider.

   It's amazing what a surge of testosterone can do to a man's muscles.  I
reached up and gripped the front of her sports bra, and with a savage jerk,
followed by a loud rip; separated the cloth right down the center.

   "Daddy!" Crystal squealed as her freed breasts bounded into view.

   "OH fuckkkk" I heard her moan as my hot mouth enveloped one breast.

   I heard her clutch clatter to the floor, followed by the panting as she
shed her now torn top.

   "Suck them, Oh God yes, suck my tits." My not so innocent daughter
moaned above me.  "Dreamed...oh God I dreamed." Her hands came around and
clutched the back of my head.

   As my mouth sucked as much firm flesh in it could, I reached up and
gripped the elastic waist of her spandex shorts.  I heard Crystal squeal a
second time as I jerked those tight shorts clear down to her knees.

   She stumbled to catch her balance, sandals flying across the bedroom
floor.  Her nails dug into my shoulders as she gripped me, her chest thrust
out to feed my hungry mouth.

   I slid my hand up that those toned thighs, and before she could even
register what was happening, slid a thick finger between her soaked lips.
God she was literally dripping juices as I slid into her like butter.

   "YESSSSSSSSSSSSS" Crystal wailed as her walls stretched around my
finger.

   She might not technically be a virgin, but Jesus was she tight.  I felt
her walls grip my invading finger like a liquid hot glove.  I pumped my
finger in and out as I moved from one breast to the other; all the while
Crystal mewled and whimpered above me.

   "Wanted this...needed this...oh God...OH MY GOD" her body began to
vibrate.

   I quickly swiveled around and literally shoved her convulsing body onto
the bed.  With a wet slurp my finger came free as she tumbled back.  Her
eyes were glassy as waves rolled through her belly.

   In the middle of her first orgasm, I reached out; lifted her legs; and
slammed my face over her leaking pussy, driving my tongue deep.

   "AAAGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Crystal screamed as her body shook on the bed.

   "Never...oh God...no one...oh shitttttttttt" I heard her wailing above
me.

   If this was her first experience with oral, I intended to make it not
only memorable, but mind blowing.  I reached between her spread thighs and
used my fingers to peel those drenched petals apart.

   As her pink interior came into view, I drove my tongue deep into her
hole.  At the same time I opened my mouth wide to suck her clit in hard. 
Her hands slapped onto my shoulders, nails digging into my skin as she
screamed again.

   "Dadddyyyyy...what are you doing to meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" Crystal's
voice echoed off the bedroom walls.

   Her hips shot off the bed, mashing her groin into my face; and then her
whole body flopped on the bed as her orgasm shredded the first waves of
pleasure.

   Crystal gurgled and moaned as wave after wave rolled through her; I
could see the taut muscles of her belly flexing as each one hit.  Hot
juices shot out from that gaping pussy and into my waiting mouth.  Noisily
I swallowed, letting her know how much I enjoyed doing this to her.

   As her body settled into an almost constant quiver; and her nails raked
at my shoulders; I could hear her softly begging to me.

   "Please...need...oh God...need...can't take..." her voice was raspy with
lust.

   I pulled my cum soaked face from between her thighs, lifting her slender
frame in my body, I shifted her to the center of the bed.  Sliding my body
up hers, I felt her muscular thighs grip my waist.

   "Say it baby" I whispered down at her.

   Lust hazed eyes tried to focus up at me, I could see a small trickle of
her own spit running from the corner of her mouth.

   "Need you...inside" Crystal gasped.

   Crystal raised her head and looked between our bodies; my cock was
nestled between her swollen lips as I hovered over her.  Her gaze never
moved as her lust filled voice drifted up to me.

   "Make me your woman, claim me daddy." She husked.

   I was beyond caring she was my daughter, I wanted her.  After everything
we had shared, it was time.  I watched her face as she stared between our
bodies; as I began to push my hips forward.

   I had expected her to be tight, but God she was beyond anything I had
experienced.  I heard a soft grunt come from her as the fat head of my cock
slipped past her opening.

   "Big...oh God..." Crystal moaned.

   "Jesus you're tight..." I muttered as I pushed harder.

   "Oh my God...Oh My God..." Crystal moaned over and over as I sunk about
half my cock inside her.

   Her head came up and she stared into my face with wide eyes.  There was
a sense of wonder about her as I pushed another inch or two inside.  I
could feel her walls gripping me in a soft vise as she tried to stretch to
fit me.

   "So...fucking...big..." Crystal gasped.

   I could see a flash of pain in her eyes as I tried to push deeper.  I
was concerned I was hurting her, so began to back out.  Her strong legs
quickly wrapped around my waist, locking her ankles at my low back.

   "NO" she almost barked.

   I've had sex; I mean I'm forty years old for God's sake.  I've made love
and I've fucked; some was good and some was bad.  This was something
totally different.  I had never seen such a feral look in a woman's eyes as
I did in Crystal's at that moment.

   "I've got you inside me...finally." Her voice rasped.  "Don't you dare
stop." She hissed.

   Her palms smacked against my ass cheeks as she reached down and gripped
me.  Her nails dug into my ass as she pulled me tighter to her.

   "I want...it...ALL" she rumbled.

   Each word was punctuated by her nails digging deeper as she pulled on my
ass; matching it with a thrust upward from her hips as she tried to impale
herself on me.

   After about the third push, I felt my balls nestle against her soaked
lips, her seeping juices coating my thick shaft.  I was buried to the hilt
in the tightest pussy I had ever felt; and it took everything to not blow
my load right then.

   Crystal made up for it for the both of us.  Her head turned to face me;
her eyes wide with wonder as my pelvis pressed against her groin.

   "Ohhhhhh...dadddyyyy" Crystal cooed.  "I'm going to...Nnngggggggg".

   I watched, amazed, as her eyes slowly rolled back until only the whites
showed.  Her hands clutched at the sheets, while her heels dug into my
lower back.

   I hadn't even moved yet, and I felt a splash of hot fluids was my cock
and balls as she shuddered through her climax.  She didn't scream or yell
or shake all over the bed.  She just laid there, every muscle in her body
vibrated; and a small whimper escaped her lips.

   I had never seen a woman orgasm with such a deep intensity in my life. I
just held still and let Crystal ride the waves of pleasure that flowed
through her body.  It felt like a hot river flowed out from between her
thighs as her fluids soaked into the bed under us.

   Her eyes slowly closed, as her body began to relax down; easing up her
grip on my waist as her fingers unclenched from the sheets.  The hot vise
of her walls rippled and then began to relax.  I actually thought for a
moment she had passed out.

   Her eyes fluttered open and she stared up at me.  I could still see the
lust burning in them, but there was something new this time.  Pure love
almost glowed from her.

   "That...was perfect." She whispered softly.

   "Better than your dreams?" I asked with a smile.

   "God yes" she barely breathed.

   I could feel her walls had opened a bit more; she was still unbelievably
tight, but at least I thought I could move my cock now.

   "You think that was good" I gave a crooked grin.

   Pulling back my hips I slid my cock out until only the crowned head
rested inside.  "Feel this" I grunted; and then drove my hips down.

   "GHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" Crystal screamed this time.

   I felt her walls grip my cock again, but I didn't let up.  I powered
into her stroke after stroke; God damn she felt good.

   "God so tight" I muttered as I began to pound into her.

   "Yes...yes...fuck me dad..." Crystal moaned between strokes.

   I gave her what she had dreamed of, or at least I tried.  We went from
embracing lovers, to rutting animals as my cock drove in and out.  You
could hear the wet sucking noises as her tight pussy gripped me on each
thrust.

   The sound of my balls slapping against her was loud in the room as all
you heard was our heavy breathing.  Sweat dripped down my chest as her hair
stuck to her sweat covered face.

   Crystal moaned through another rolling orgasm as I never missed a
stroke. I could feel her cream pulsing out of her as my cock filled her
again and again.  I could feel myself nearing the edge, and I didn't want
it to end.

   Jerking my hips back, I slid my throbbing cock free.  As I swung my body
off of her, Crystal lay in a sweat and cum coated heap whimpering for more.
God, she wanted this, I realized.

   "No...please...more..." she softly cried.  "Put it back...I need you..."
she whimpered.

   I didn't know how much real sex she had experimented with in her
nineteen years, obviously not a lot with this Tommy.  I reached down and
gripped her slender hips, and rolled her over face down on the bed.

   "What are you...Oh God..." Crystal groaned as I levered her ass into the
air.

   Kneeling behind her I lined my cock up and shoved forward.  I had
expected to slide right back in; but she was so fucking tight I barely got
past half way again.  It took three thrusts just to bury my cock in her
again.

   "Oh fuck...oh God...take me daddy..." I heard her moan between thrust.

   I gripped her tight firm ass and put all my strength into my thrusts.  I
plowed so deep her head snapped up and a wail echoed across the bedroom.

   "FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE...fuckmefuckmefuckme..." Crystal babbled as I
pounded away.

   Crystal screamed and moaned her way through that mind bending orgasm I
had been trying to achieve.  I felt pussy cream spray out onto the bed as
my hips slapped against her ass.

   "Cumming...oh fuck can't stop cumming..." Crystal moaned.

   I could feel my nuts tightening; I knew I wasn't going to last much
longer.  I didn't want an accident and was trying to figure out where to
cum when Crystal solved the problem for me.

   Her head came up and she looked over her shoulder at me.  Her eyes were
huge with anticipation as she felt me swelling inside her.

   "Are you going..." she grunted.

   "Yes...where?" I panted.

   Suddenly Crystal jerked her body forward, my cock springing free into
the cool room air.  Like some agile animal she wheeled around on her hands
and knees facing me.  Two small hands came up to my chest; and she shoved
me back.

   Caught off guard, I sprawled onto my back on the bed; stunned as Crystal
clambered up my body.  Reaching down she gripped my thick cock and aimed
the head straight up.

   "Cum right here" she husked; then slammed her small weight down onto me.

   God that tight vise rammed down my full length, I could feel the walls
ripple, trying to milk my hot cum out.  I stared up at her, her face
flushed as she began to bounce up and down on my cock.  She braced herself
with her hands against my chest as she rode me.

   God her tits barely moved they were so firm; I reached up and gripped
those perfect globes as my balls tightened more.  I had to warn her, God I
was about to blow.

   "Baby...I'm going to..."

   "I know" Crystal grunted

   "I'm not wearing..." I tried to warn her.

   "I KNOW" her nails dug into my chest.

   "Crystal; you could get..." I was getting so close, Oh God I couldn't
hold it.

   Crystal suddenly stopped moving.  God my cock throbbed and pulsed;
poised right on the edge.  I almost screamed in frustration.  She lowered
her upper body down until she was only inches from my face.  Her eyes
burned with intensity.

   "I know dad." She whispered softly.  "Your cock is buried in your
daughters' pussy, you aren't wearing a condom; and you're about to cum."

   "I know dad" she repeated.  "Just shut up...and CUM" she rose up and
slammed down on me one more time.

   That movement and that husky voice did it.  My brain shut down, my body
went into over drive.  I remember roaring her name as my hips lifted off
the bed.  I remember the incredible heat as my balls let loose, sending
thick spurt after spurt up into her.

   I dimly heard Crystal screaming yes over and over through the roaring in
my ears as I emptied into her.  I've cum hard a few times in my life, but
never so hard my balls hurt; God they were aching as the last of my seed
emptied into my daughter.

   I lay back exhausted as Crystal pulled herself free, I felt a hot glob
of our mixed seed leak out and splatter on my thigh, but I could barely
move.  Crystal snuggled into my embrace as she tugged the sheets up on the
bed.

   "Thank you daddy" she whispered as she settled in.

   "Good God I should thank you." I chucked.

   "Was it that good?" I could hear the worry in her voice.

   "Baby" I whispered.  "It was better".

   "Good, because I want it every night," Crystal said.

   I felt her snuggle under my outstretched arm, and I turned my head to
look at her sharing my pillow.  Only one thought nagged at my now sleepy
brain.

   "You do know that was dangerous" I told her.

   "Why?" she looked up at e.

   "Honey, I wasn't wearing protection...I mean my God you could get..." I
tried to tell her.

   "Shhhhhhhhh" Crystal reached up a hand and pressed them to my lips.

   "Dad" she looked at me seriously.  "If you didn't knock me up tonight;
there is always tomorrow night."

   I lay there just stunned at her words.

   "Or the night after...or the night after..." her voice softly faded as
she fell asleep in my arms.

   As I settled in holding her, I had the strangest thought.  I wondered
what kind of entry tonight would make in her diary.


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