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 Title: Dreaming of Mia Ch.  03


Summary: Strange consequences of his dreams cause dad to seek help.


Keywords: inc,fic



   Walking out of the school, Mike looked back in disbelief at the doors he
and his daughter had just exited.  He felt her hand clasping his and the
warmth of her shoulder nestled against him.  Her thick brown hair tickled
the back of his arm as they walked toward the car.  Mike's brain raced and
all the while the sensations of his daughter at his side kept what they had
just done at the very front of his mind.

   It was ludicrous...  surreal...  impossible.  Like everything that had
transpired in the last three days, Mike had a hard time even believing that
he was really awake and not still unconscious in the hospital bed after his
car accident.

   Then Mia looked up at him with her big green eyes and though she said
nothing, her gaze assured him that what had happened between them was
entirely real.  Even Mike's wildest dreams could not approach the
admiration and wonder on his daughter's beautiful face.  Love, incest, and
a very public display of both in front of Mia's Sex-Ed class were now
integral parts of their lives, whether either could fully comprehend what
that would mean or not.

   As Mia got in the car, her father could even see the wetness between her
thighs.  Some of it, no doubt, was the result of Mike's orgasm while inside
of her - free from the barrier of protection and quite a shock to the
entire class that was watching.  And they didn't even know that Mike's
mischievous little girl had been fibbing about using birth control and
taking that Plan B pill her teacher had insisted on!

   He watched her in the passenger seat, smiled along with her when she
described how much she liked seeing how jealous that boy Tommy looked when
her dad was fucking her from behind.  When she asked him how it felt to cum
inside her in front of her WHOLE CLASS, Mike replied without even thinking:
"it was wonderful sweetie, you are the most wonderful girl your dad's ever
been with."

   With that, Mia beamed the biggest smile he'd ever seen in his direction.
Her freckle-kissed cheeks blushed red and she almost looked like she would
cry.

   Before they'd come to school that morning, Mike had begun to accept that
his dreams were now inexplicably tied to reality.  It wasn't a realization
that came easily, but any of his reservations were held at bay by feeling
compelled to pursue the direction his dreams were taking.  It was a strange
influence that Mike was actually quite aware of - one that troubled him. 
Were his decisions his own?  Were Mia's?  Could he really keep up having
sex with his daughter and expect to go about life as usual?  Yet, so far
everything had worked out just as any dream usually does, just like his
fantasies of Mia from before the accident.

   He could admit that now - Mike had fantasized about Mia long before he'd
first made love to her in the kitchen two mornings ago.  What father could
say they'd never had inappropriate thoughts with such a beautiful young
thing like Mia running around the house?  He'd kept those fantasies buried
deep; always being a wonderful father to Mia no matter how attractive she
was to him.

   But the car accident had acted as the combination to a very complex lock
on the boundaries of their relationship.  Looking at her now, Mike couldn't
deny being indescribably happy to have explored something so forbidden to
them.

   While much of his focus had been consumed by the new, incestuous
relationship with Mia, Mike knew he had to get a handle on the phenomenon
that had begun the morning he woke up from that terrifying car accident. 
Back in the classroom, Mike had realized his dreams the night before had
only taken him to the point of looking down at his beautiful daughter,
ready to have sex with her in front of her classmates.  His dreams had
schemed up the scenario, but were incomplete as they often are.  Mike had
chosen freely to enter her once more, to fuck her thoroughly for the
demonstration and to release into her unprotected pussy with reckless
abandon.  Just so, he chose freely to love his daughter completely and to
the new extents of their relationship.

   As is the nature of dreams, he understood so little about what might
happen as a result of them.  What if he'd imagined the world would end? 
What if he'd imagined that he won a million dollars?  What if he'd imagined
that Mia rejected him instead of that warm, welcoming look she kept casting
in his direction on the ride home?

   His quiet musings were interrupted by a hand on his leg.  It would be a
good long while before a display of affection like that from his daughter
would feel normal.  Mike looked over at her and saw how much she
appreciated his compliments.  Mia so plainly loved him and, like him, loved
that they were now joined by the forbidden act of incest.

   "I know we are not supposed to, and I know I'm young daddy..." Mia
started, "but I'm glad I didn't take that pill."

   There was a heavy silence after she spoke, while Mike and his daughter
considered what her words meant.  Could she really want that?  Why did Mike
not immediately take steps to halt risk that his little girl could be on
her way to pregnancy at that very moment?

   He spoke his feelings quietly, "I am too sweetie."

   "You are?" Mia asked, almost in disbelief.

   "Yes, I am.  But honey, I care about you - about whether you know what
it would mean if we keep having sex without protection."

   Mia beamed brightly again, obviously happy that her dad was planning on
continuing their forbidden relationship.

   "Of course I do daddy," Mia said, smiling innocently, speaking softly,
"...it means you could get me pregnant."

   To hear her say that...  God...  it was something Mike's ears almost
refused to receive.  And it excited him greatly.  That was the most
shocking part; imagining his pretty teenager sitting next to him with a
swollen belly by his own doing.  Mike wondered, alarmed whether that
excitement was a result of his dreams or if it was something he'd simply
never allowed himself to consider before now.  Likewise, what was making
Mia so willing to risk pregnancy by her father?  If not for his own
incestuous fantasies, would Mia really feel the way she did now?

   It was so unbelievable, so forbidden and almost everyone he knew would
say that what they were doing was insane and wrong.  Still, he couldn't
deny feeling that the possibility of Mia being pregnant was wonderful.

   "You'd want that sweetie?  It would mean a lot of things in our lives
would change.  We'd have to...  go away together, you'd be able to finish
high school, but we'd have to move after that, and there'd be a lot to
figure out."

   Mia gently placed her hand over her father's.

   "As long as you're with me daddy and you want to, I would...  I do want
that."

   They had arrived home by then and Mike pulled into the garage with a
great many thoughts bouncing around in his brain.  He troubled himself that
Mia might not be acting of her own volition, and felt guilty that she could
be merely playing her part in his dreams.

   She looked so darn pleased and excited next to him though.  He struggled
to think of a time that Mia seemed happier than she was now.  While guilt
lingered, Mike also desired to keep that big smile on his daughter's face.
He desired a lot more than that from her as well, and swiftly scooped her
young frame from the passenger seat, flipping her around until she
straddled him as the garage door closed behind them.

   They kissed immediately, Mike's hands gripping his beautiful daughter's
waist and feeling her instinctively grind her hips atop him.  As his hands
roamed, their kiss became hungrier, tongues dancing and Mia pressing
against him to feel his warmth and lust for her.  With Mia's perfect little
body in his lap and hands upon her firm young tits, Mike was tempted to
fuck her again right there in the car.

   Mia broke their kiss, overwhelmed and needing to catch her breath.

   "Honey, we need to be really careful now.  I know your class at school
knows, but I haven't told your mother and I'm guessing those 'rules' you
were talking about don't extend to us having sex outside the classroom."

   Mia humphed her disappointment, but seemed to understand, "I knooow
daaaddd, I just don't want to is all.  I've been thinking about you fucking
me like every minute for the last few days."

   Mike laughed.  He understood her feelings completely.  "Me too sweetie,
but promise you'll be discreet for me?  No doing anything inappropriate
when your mother or brother are around."

   "Yesss daaaaddyyy!" she sang, grinding in his hips once more before
quickly opening the door and hopping out.

   Mike wasn't necessarily done with her just that second, but Mia only
gave him a quick, naughty smirk over her shoulder and showed him a glimpse
of her wonderful little butt before hopping toward the door and back into
the house.  Mike needed a moment to calm down so he didn't walk through the
door erection first.

   As he'd feared, as they'd both feared, Mia's brother and mom were nearby
for the remainder of the day.  Mike had no idea whether in his dreams he'd
told his wife, Jessie, about the demonstration he and Mia were asked to put
on at school.  She didn't ask, so he definitely didn't offer up the
information himself.  All day, however, Mike found himself glancing
lovingly and lustfully at his teenage daughter.  He'd always had a healthy
sexual appetite (one his wife mostly made fun of rather than took
seriously) but with Mia, Mike felt like he could have gone at it ten times
that day.

   He fell asleep thinking of her, thinking of what they'd done and about
the very real possibility that Mia could have gotten pregnant throughout
the course of the day as his spunk from two days in a row fought its way
deep inside her.  He worried...  worried what was happening to him, and
whether he'd have a dream that took him on some wild and shocking ride the
following day.

   When he awoke...  there was nothing.

   No dreams came to mind...or maybe they did, maybe he was confusing
things.  Anything he could recall was unremarkable...ordinary.  It hurt his
brain to try to force his memory, so Mike gave up trying.  He was actually
relieved not to awake to another crazy day of dangerous incest and the
cries of his young daughter as they engaged in it - well...  mostly
relieved.  No morning wood greeted him as he stumbled into the bathroom
sleepily at least.

   Mike guessed that that happened sometimes.  More often than not, really,
Mike awoke not having dreamt about anything worth mentioning the night
before.

   When he got down to breakfast, Mia smiled sweetly at him, but her
brother was already at the table and that stayed any chance of him bending
Billy's little sister over the kitchen counter as he immediately desired to
do.

   Trying to follow his own advice, Mike did his best not to let on that
anything was going on between him and Mia.  With the young brunette wearing
a remarkably loose tank-top that allowed a tantalizing peek at her breasts
every time she turned to the side, avoiding his lust wasn't quite easy. 
Once she caught him staring as she stood at the kitchen sink rinsing out
her bowl, but if it excited her, Mia let on nothing - just like he'd
cautioned.  'Good girl,' thought Mike, somewhat regrettably.

   Mike departed for work before anything else could occur between him and
his pretty eighteen-year-old.  It was probably smart to let things cool
down a little after an exciting couple of days, but that didn't stop Mike
from thinking about her frequently throughout the day.

   After lunch, he spent time perusing forums online about forbidden
relationships and how other couples had made it work.  He looked up the
likelihood of pregnancy with unprotected sex at Mia's young age.  Mike even
searched for some places he might go with Mia if there came a time when
they needed to run away together.

   He got some ideas, but ultimately decided not to be too hasty.  FIRST,
he would need to figure out what the hell was going on with his dreams.  As
he expected, the results weren't immediate.  Apparently, not a lot of
people online had developed some kind of powers after a car accident and
subsequently had sex with their own daughters...  strange.

   But after a while, he did start finding things that could help.  "Dream
doctors' or so many had coined themselves, existed and published online and
claimed to believe that dreams truly affect people in their waking hours.
From their descriptions, most used wishy-washy language to convince people
into paying for "dream-counseling" at some inevitably unreasonable rate. 
Most of them seemed to be more like fortune-tellers and witch-doctors than
anything else.

   He did find one such 'doctor,' a woman in Portland, Oregon who claimed
to have truly documented instances of her patient's dreams directly
impacting their lives.  She cautioned about bad dreams and how they could
lead to bad fortune in real life and also asserted that she could provide
both medicine and psychological exercises to influence the mind while
asleep.  Of all the material he'd come across that day on the internet,
Mike felt compelled to contact her and tell her (some of) what was going on
in his life.  Unfortunately, her office was closed when he called around
the end of the workday, so Mike left a message and went home.

   Upon arriving home, Mike found Mia and Billy mulling about the house. 
He caught up with his young daughter in the kitchen, and immediately
admired the short skirt he would have otherwise chastised her for wearing
to school.  After their demonstration in front of Mia's class a few days
before, Mike was relieved by the feeling that most boys likely knew now
whom Mia belonged to.

   "Hi Dad, how was work?" Mia asked, giving little indication that she had
been thinking of him the way Mike had of her all day.

   "Good honey - long day...  lots of research," Mike said, hoping to imply
a little of what they'd talked about in the car the day before.

   As Mia approached him and gave him a hug, Mike relished the opportunity
to have her in his arms once more.  He held her close, feeling her youthful
frame against him and immediately allowing his brain to stray to less
fatherly thoughts of perhaps lifting her up and carrying her to her bedroom
upstairs.

   Instead, Mike settled for letting his hands slide slowly down his
teenager's sides, holding her for longer than he should have if anyone had
been looking.  He felt her take a deep breath and relax against him,
probably feeling the same stress-relief that holding her like that was
allowing him.  Mike even let his hands slide down to Mia's backside, gently
cupping just below the curve of her perky little ass with only the skirt
between his hands' gentle squeezing of her tight, round cheeks.

   Mia tensed a little, and Mike figured she was probably just being
careful as he should have been in that moment.  When she slid out of his
arms a second later, he saw only a quick glance his way that once again
kept him in the dark.

   If Mia was trying to torture him with her lack of affection, she was
doing a damned good job.  She'd likely gotten that from her mother, who had
very early on discovered how she could string him along until he was up to
his eyeballs in desire for her.

   Later that night, Mia rebuffed him yet again by sitting on a chair
across the family room from him while the family was watching TV together.
He knew that she was just being smart, that neither Mike nor Mia would
likely be able to control themselves fully if they lay together under a
blanket, but that didn't prevent him imagining it.  Mike even tried staring
in her direction, his eyes full of implication when they met Mia's.  And
STILL, Mia only smiled sweetly at him a few times before they all retired
for bed.

   Mike debated as he fell asleep whether he should visit his teasing
daughter that night when he heard his wife's breathing indicate that she'd
fallen asleep.  Instead, he savored the day's reprieve and drifted off to
sleep satisfied that despite all of the unbelievable occurrences that week,
everything seemed to be under control.

   The next morning, Mike was actually a bit disappointed to recall only a
relatively unremarkable dream of his business partner telling him about a
new development opportunity that day at work.  While he was hopeful that
the dream would come through, Mike would have much rather he'd dreamed of
Mia hopping up on his lap at breakfast, regardless of his son or wife's
presence, and bouncing on him while he was snugly inside her until they
both came.

   He knew immediately that his hopes were dashed when Mike got only a kiss
on the cheek from Mia as she left for school.  She did lean into him as he
pulled her to him, and lingered just a second as he held her and felt the
arch of her back and her breasts pressing into him, but then she was gone
and Mike was once again left wanting.  It was going to be harder than he
imagined to cope with his unlocked desire for Mia, and he actually admired
his daughter for her ability to do so herself.

   After confirming that his dreams were still coming true with a visit to
his partners office that morning, Mike spent a bit more time on the
internet deliberating about a visit to the woman in Portland, Oregon he
hoped could help him understand the mysterious new subconscious ability
that had been thrust upon him.  Ultimately, he booked two tickets in first
class to visit her that weekend, one for Mia and one for himself.

   By the time Mike arrived home that day, he was absolutely pining for
time alone with his daughter.  He found her standing in the kitchen,
leaning on the island and watching a home remodeling show by herself - she
probably wasn't interested in the sports commentary her brother was
watching in the next room.

   Mike chuckled when his daughter jumped as he walked up quietly behind
her and put his hands on her hips.  Not wanting to be too crude by simply
thrusting his hips against her (though he considered it) Mike simply held
her and his whole body praised the feeling of Mia in his hands after a long
day.

   "Oh...  hi Daddy, you scared me," Mia said as she felt her father behind
her.

   His hands pressed into the soft skin of those two dimples just above her
waist.  Mike had admired them many times when he'd gotten a glimpse of them
when Mia wore a swimsuit or she scampered across the hall in only her
underwear.  The taper from her round little butt to her waist and then up
to those wonderful, perky breasts of hers just killed him sometimes.

   As he kneaded his thumbs, Mia let out a little sigh and slumped forward
onto the counter to support her weight.  She spoke softly:

   "Daddy, mnhhh...  I don't think you sh..."

   "It's okay sweetie, your brother is in the other room and he's not
moving." Mike said to her, feeling his eighteen-year-old's body reacting to
his touch with tiny gyrations of her hips.

   "Hey guess what honey?" Mike asked.

   Mia replied breathily, leaning forward further onto the table.  "What
daddy?"

   "I've got two plane tickets for us tomorrow after school to go on a
trip. I'll tell your mother it's for business and I thought you might like
to tag along."

   "Ummm.., okay," Mia said tentatively, "I was gonna go shopping with
Alexa this weekend but I guess it can wait."

   Mike wanted badly to push his pelvis right against Mia, but was waiting
for her to reciprocate so as not to be too forceful with her.

   "Soooo...nghh...  where are we going dad and what are we ACTUALLY
doing...?" Mia asked, her voice betraying that she was enjoying her
father's touch regardless of hard she must have been working not to push
back and wiggle her little ass against him, or more.

   Mike hesitated.  He had thought of what he'd tell his wife to excuse the
sudden trip, but not his daughter.  He'd almost forgotten that as of yet
she had no idea that the incredibly forbidden acts they'd engaged in had
all begun in his head.

   "Well, there's someone there who I need to meet with for help on a
little problem I've been having recently." Mike said, being intentionally
vague.  Mia was quiet for a moment after he spoke, but she seemed content
to let her father say so little.

   "And what will we do there..." Mike inched forward just a bit, but it
was enough to make pretty obvious contact between Mia's backside and the
bulge in the front of her father's pants.  "I guess we'll just have some
alone time...finally."

   As Mike's hips touched his beautiful daughter from behind, he felt her
body tense again, which was somewhat unexpected.  Maybe she, like him, was
still quite unaccustomed to their new relationship.  Mia opened her mouth
to say something once she'd felt her father making the very precarious
contact, but was immediately held up.

   "Hey pop, you gotta see this play!" Called out Billy from the next room.

   Mike gave his daughter one more quick squeeze, rewarding him with
another adorable sound before he kissed her cheek and headed into the other
room to humor his son.  It was good timing too, because any more time with
Mia and he would have had to wait for his erection to deflate.

   And yet again, that was the last chance Mike got to have any interaction
with his daughter beyond only the most ordinary of exchanges that night. 
This time, however, it was Mia who stole glances more often at her father,
though she diverted her eyes rather quickly when he met them.

   By the time everyone had retired to their bedrooms, Mike had
successfully convinced his wife that the new business opportunity he'd
learned of that day required him to travel to Portland that weekend to
glad-hand the potential investment partner - Mia would come with him for
fun since his status with the airline allowed him to add a passenger for
free.

   It was the anticipation of spending the weekend alone with Mia that kept
Mike from falling asleep that night.  He recalled her sitting there at
dinner, her big green eyes catching his every so often and smooth, tan legs
folded indian-style beneath her.  He imagined how nice it would be to lie
in bed with the morning sun shining on them until they awoke and shared a
slow, sleepy fuck.  Mike couldn't wait to be inside his little girl once
more after a few days of unbearable absence.

   In fact, he couldn't wait at all.

   After lying awake for an untold amount of time, Mike knew he wasn't
going to get any sleep until he paid a visit to his daughter in her room.
As quietly as he could, Mike slid out of bed and only exited the room when
he was sure his wife was slumbering uninterrupted.

   His heart thumped as he approached Mia's room down the hall. 
Fortunately, it didn't share a wall with either of the two bedrooms that
housed her mom and brother - Mike thought that would be helpful if Mia got
vocal like she had before.

   Given how well she'd respected his wishes to remain discreet while there
was risk of being discovered, Mike suspected that his daughter might
protest.  He'd simply assure her that it would be okay 'just this once.'

   Years ago, Mia used to bat her tired eyes at her father when he tucked
her into bed.  She'd ask "will you rub my back daddy," and Mike would cave
in an instant.  He'd rub her shoulders and neck and play little games,
causing her to giggle until she was so tired she couldn't keep her eyes
open any more.

   It wasn't SO long ago, but Mia had grown into a much different girl
since the last time she pleaded for her father to caress her to sleep. 
Mike thought it would be a nice surprise to reinstate the tradition now
that both he and she might appreciate it in an altogether different way.

   When Mike entered the room he was treated to the sight of his perfect
little teenager lying asleep on her bed.  She must have fallen asleep
before turning her lamp out, for it lit her wonderful frame just right. 
She wore a cute pair of undies that he'd seen before - red cotton with
lines of white trim.  She had a simple and comfortable white bra on top and
lay face down on the bed with a sheet haphazardly thrown over her.

   Mike approached gingerly, not wanting to startle her awake.  Sitting
down on the bed with equal care, he observed the peaceful look on her face
before admiring her body.  He wanted desperately to touch her, so he gently
placed his hand on the middle of her back and held it there.  Mia merely
stirred and stayed asleep.

   Next, Mike applied a bit more pressure like he had before in the kitchen
and when he grew more confident, he added a second hand.  As all of his
fingers began to work in unison, Mia cooed drowsily.  It took a moment, but
eventually she must have felt the enjoyable pressure and spoke.

   "Mnnhh...is that you daddy?" she asked.

   "Yes little one, it's me," he said, just like he used to.

   The words slid quietly out of Mia's mouth, "...feels good...you haven't
done this in a long time dad."

   "Because you haven't begged me to like you used to," Mike protested,
pushing the sheet off her back to allow more access.  His hands ventured
around a little lower and then higher so he felt her bra straps on her
back.

   "That's because I'm not your little girl anymore," Mia said, still not
opening her eyes.

   "But you ARE still my little girl, sweetie, whether you like it or not,"
Mike chastised playfully, "besides, I think we're a little past that
formality don't you?"

   Mia didn't respond right away, except with another heart-warming moan.
As Mike's fingers worked their magic on her, Mia squirmed around in bed,
obviously enjoying her father's touch after a few days without it.

   "I don't know what you mean daddy, but I guess it's okay...nghhh..."

   Mike's hands ventured a good deal further than they used to.  He thumbed
around the lowest part of her back, and slid his fingers to her sides and
the gentle bulge of her breasts pressed against the bed.

   "You've been a little...handsy...  lately daddy," Mia cooed as her
father slowly moved to a better position to massage her from.

   "I know...  sorry Mia," Mike said regrettably, "I didn't follow my own
rule, which is bad, but don't worry, everyone is asleep."

   As he said it, Mike's fingers found his daughter's bra and quickly undid
the clasp in the back.  It sprung apart immediately, leaving the bare
surface of her back free for him to touch and admire.

   "Dad, I don't think you should do that..." Mia objected, though her body
immediately responded when he put his hands upon her now bare back.

   "It's okay sweetie, I'm letting up on my caution flag just for now."

   Running his hands all the way up and down her back, Mike listened to his
daughter's breath hasten.  Pushing the straps of her bra off her shoulders,
he tugged at the loosed bra until Mia wiggled back and forth on the bed and
let it slip from underneath her.  With his daughter topless on the bed,
Mike couldn't help himself swinging a leg over his teenager to get a better
position atop her.

   His cock was getting harder, hard enough that Mia had to feel it.  His
fingers worked of their own volition, prying at the sides of her breasts
and slipping beneath the waistband of her panties gently when they grazed
it.  Mia moaned more frequently and once he even felt her backside lift
ever so slightly toward him.  Still, her words resisted Mike's advances,

   "Daddyy...  mnnnhhh...  you're being really naughty..." she cooed as
Mike massaged the place above her hips that seemed to make her whole body
writhe.  Mia undoubtedly felt the added pressure on her backside as Mike's
cock strained against his shorts.

   "Don't you think you should stop now?" Mia asked quietly in tandem with
another flex of her hips.

   Being more daring as he felt his daughter's body respond to him, Mike
chose not to say anything back to her and instead lowered his hands down
directly atop her butt.  His fingers squeezed each cheek almost
immediately, and Mike heard his daughter take sharp inhale as he did so.

   This was certainly no longer an innocent back-rub to lull Mia to sleep
as they had done before.  With Mia now topless, her father's member snugly
pressing into the cleft of her ass, and his hands deliberately kneading the
wonderful softness of it, there could be no mistaking that 'being naughty'
was definitely what this evening rendezvous was about.

   But Mia had to know that the moment she awoke to feel her father's hands
on her.  She had done a remarkable job of feigning normalcy between them
over the last few days, and was doing so even now.  Looking down at her,
her small and beautiful body almost naked and writhing about beneath him
and the way her eyes squinted as her father's hands worked over just the
right spots...  Mike had to push things further.

   Scooting back to allow his hands access lower, Mike slowly slid his
hands down over Mia's butt.  Just at the bottom curve of each cheek, he
pressed his thumbs inward, spreading her cheeks beneath her bottoms.  He'd
seen it before, and now was desperately imagining Mia's tiny pussy
spreading ever so slightly too.

   She flinched, surprised by the new and much more intimate contact.  She
once again looked like she was about to protest, but then her father's
thumbs closed in and pressured her puffy little lips directly, with only
the thin cotton underwear to stop them from doing more.

   Immediately, Mia moaned aloud, turning toward her pillow to stifle the
sound.  Mike could feel the heat and dampness through the fabric.  He knew
that despite Mia's words she was utterly aroused by what he was doing.  She
moaned again when his fingers repeated the motion, and louder when his
fingers reached further to make contact with her clit.

   "Daddy, you can't...  you shouldn't...ohfuck..." Mia complained, moaning
as her father's fingers worked her.

   In a few seconds, her panties were darkening with her fluids.  As her
father's fingers pressed more meaningfully against her, Mia's ass pushed
back - begging for more attention.  But she still, somehow, kept up her
protest.

   "Dad...  you have to stop...unhhhdadd...  mom will hear...  you'll be in
trouble."

   He heard her, but knew that his wife was dead asleep.  Determined to
continue, Mike rubbed small circles over his daughter's clit and used his
other fingers to push gently against her opening.  The sounds from his
topless daughter were incredibly cute and thankfully quiet as she faced her
pillow.  They came frequently in spite of her reluctance.  Her father
couldn't stand waiting any longer.  He could feel how ready Mia was for
more, and there was no question that he was as well.

   The stimulation abated for a moment as Mike shifted around behind his
daughter.  She likely needed a few seconds to simply catch her breath,
because she didn't get a chance to look back until her father's shorts were
tugged off and his fingers found the elastic band of her panties.

   In an instant they were sliding downward, which Mike had hardly realized
he'd done it until his daughter's bubbly, bare cheeks were fully revealed
to him.  Further beneath, he saw the real prize, and Mia's youthful little
pussy was bare and glistening at him between the perfect cleft in her
thighs.

   Mia looked suddenly back as her panties came to rest around her thighs,
"Wait, daddy, what are you..."

   "Shhh...  Mia, don't worry," Mike hushed her, "I'll be gentle sweetie,
but I can't go so long without you after everything that's happened."

   Mike's fingers once again found his teenager's opening, only this time
without the barrier of her panties.  If Mia was going to respond, she was
quickly prevented from doing so when his manly fingers made contact with
her clit.

   "OhmyGoddd..." Mia whispered, "Daddy, wait...ohfuck..."

   "That's it little one, it's okay, it's only us...  just be as quiet as
you can sweetie." Mike lulled.

   Her backside moved rhythmically with the motion of his fingers, and her
taut opening got even more slippery with each passing second.  It would
never cease to amaze her father how quickly Mia seemed ready to cum for
him.

   But that wouldn't be enough.  Mike wanted to feel that indescribable
sensation of his daughter's pussy milking him as it clamped down in one of
her intense orgasms.  It would be easy enough to simply direct his upright
penis downward to where it needed to be.  From the way Mia could barely
breathe in between her adorable cries, she needed it inside her as well.

   After a bit more attention to Mia's drenched pussy, Mike decided he
couldn't wait anymore.  He used one hand to bring his cock head in line
with his baby's pussy.  It took a second to realize what was happening, but
as her father rubbed his tip up and down along her pursed little slit to
wet it, she understood.

   "Daddy...wait is that your pe...ohfuckk..." Mia tried to ask, startled
by a gentle thrust from her father that threatened entry with something
much bigger than one of his fingers.

   "Oh my God...  Dad...  No..." Mia objected.

   Her hands shot back to her butt and clamored to cover her pussy, to
protect it from something that was unthinkably forbidden and illegal.  Her
fingers immediately came into contact with her father's cock and there was
no mistaking what he was about to do.

   Mike couldn't believe how modest his daughter was being, how diligently
she'd followed his instructions despite the incredible desire for him she'd
displayed only days ago, let alone in front of an entire group of her
classmates.

   Still, Mike had come too far tonight to stop, and Mia's efforts to deny
him had him hungrier than ever.  He grabbed her hands away and restrained
them with one of his own on her lower back.

   "Nooooo daddy," Mia cried as she was helpless to stop his next movement.
Drunk with lust, it sounded more like Mia was begging him to continue.

   With a solid push of his hips, Mike and Mia both felt his tip spread her
pussy open until his cockhead was inserted definitively inside.

   "Ohhhfuuuuuuuuckkkk..." Mia gasped.  Again she turned her head toward
the pillow and cried out as her father split her open.

   With her legs held together by her panties, Mia was considerably more
difficult to enter than Mike recalled.  He felt her teenage quim making an
honorable effort to squeeze him back outward, almost as if it knew his cock
was forbidden to be there.

   "Daddy you can't...you can't fuck me!" Mia managed, but to her father it
only sounded like more gasping into her pillow.

   Mike was not deterred.  Holding his little girl's hands behind her in
one of his and bracing himself on her lower back with the other, Mike
pushed further inside.

   Her eighteen-year-old pussy fought him the whole way, but with his
weight behind it, Mike's cock slid almost all the way inside her.  She was
wetter than he'd ever felt her before, which was saying something.  It
seemed that Mia was most aroused by her resistance being overcome.

   Mia howled into her pillow for the whole stroke, and her father couldn't
help groaning himself as his cock was finally enveloped in his daughter's
warmth.

   So overwhelmed as she was by the sudden explosion of sensation when her
father impaled her, Mia was unable to offer any words.  Likewise, when he
gripped her backside with both palms and began sliding back out of her, she
was equally overcome.

   Mike watched in utter amazement as his shaft slid inch by inch from
within his daughter.  He'd simply never believe it could fit inside her
with how tiny and tight that young pussy of hers was.  From the sounds of
it, Mia would agree.  She gasped for the whole retreat of his cock, only
just able to catch her breath as his tip emerged from her dripping
entrance, followed by an audible puff of air.

   With relentless determination, Mike pushed back inside her for a second
time, gripping her young cheeks as his cock disappeared inside her youthful
womb.  Mia squealed this time as he reached even further and prodded a
place deep inside her and could go no further.  HIs hips were warm against
her soft ass and he leaned forward to cover her.

   Mia's whole body seemed incapable of doing anything except to adjust to
her father's sudden act of incest.  She must have appreciated being
smothered by her father while he fucked her, because her neck craned as he
lay atop her.

   "That's a good girl Mia," Mike whispered into his daughter's ear before
nibbling at it.  "I've wanted to do this every second since last time."

   Withdrawing, Mike watched his little girl scrunch her face and try to
focus enough through the intense sensations to speak.

   "Daddy...ohmyy...ohhhhshit...  I don't know what you mean," she said
when his tip popped out and lingered once more at her resilient, pink
entrance that was trying admirably to seal up after being stretched apart
by Mike's size.

   Mike listened as he slid inside for the third time, this time bottoming
out and rotating his hips against his teenager's rump.  It felt so
incredible to be atop her while inserted securely between her closed thighs
from behind.  She fit beneath him like she was born to.

   "Oh honey, I mean you've been holding out on me since Tuesday at your
school."

   With that, Mike made another thrust.  He watched his daughter's eyes
widen and felt her body flex beneath him as he filled her again.  She must
have been close to orgasm before from his fingers, and now it looked like
after only a few thrusts into her, Mia was approaching it again.

   "Fuckkk...  your cock is so big...I can't...ohhhh owwww...it's too big
daddy!" Mia cried out as her dad began to fuck her repeatedly.  Mia's hands
made their way backward until they were palming her own cheeks, spreading
them as if to make it easier for her to take him in.

   Mike kissed his baby on the side of the neck to calm her, "It's alright
Mia," Mike said, slowing his thrusts to help her.  "It just takes a little
time to adjust; you've already done it twice before sweetie."

   Mike held her body, stroking and caressing her soft skin and exploring
the sides of Mia's breasts as he continued to rock his hips.  She was
shaking her head, perhaps to say that she did not believe him.  Mike was
amazed that his daughter was having so much trouble even after the third
time they'd been together, yet still her body seemed helpless to fight off
a coming orgasm.

   "FUCKkkk...  ohfuckk...daddyyyy..." Mia gasped as her dad braced himself
once more and bounced his hips off her round little ass.

   He pushed inside of her, forcing Mia against the bed perhaps only ten
more thrusts before his helpless daughter grasped the sheets at her sides
with both hands in intensely curled fists.  She buried her head as deep
into her pillow as it could go, and only her mane of beautiful brown hair
remained.

   "Ouhhhhhhhhdaaaaaaadddyyyyy..." she screamed, loud enough to worry him.

   But Mike wasn't about to let up.  He continued with short little thrusts
as he remained securely buried in his baby girl.  He held her and drove his
hips while her body tensed and a torrent of his daughter's fluids seeped
out around his invading member.

   Remembering the demonstration in the classroom earlier that week, Mike
slid out of Mia all in one motion and let the gush of her orgasm follow. 
He deliberately directed his tip to her clit, rubbing it there and feeling
another flush of liquid from his daughter's pussy.

   Mia's body bucked and she continued to howl into her pillow.  Even in
front of her class, he hadn't seen such a dramatic display of her orgasm.
He hadn't thought it possible, but his young daughter was getting even more
pleasure than either time before.

   Mike once again placed his cock at his offspring's entrance and pushed
inside in one quick stroke.  Mia's body flexed against the bed and he had
to push down on her lower back to keep her from throwing him off.  Just as
quickly as he'd pushed in, her father removed himself and was rewarded with
a fresh spray of Mia's liquids against his cock and all over her sheets.

   He did it again and was met with the same result, holding Mia in place
as she shook and gasped indecipherably into her pillow.  Mike might have
kept going, for it was the most incredible orgasm he'd ever seen and he
never wanted to stop watching his baby girl be overcome by it.  However,
Mia's hands shot backward, scrambling to find her father as she turned her
head and begged:

   "Please daddy...no more...I can't take anymore..." she gasped, finding
his cock and wrapping her fingers around it to hold it off.

   She could barely breathe in between words, and Mike relented.  Later,
Mia would tell him that she felt like she'd gone unconscious and was only
brought back by the feeling of her father's penis inside her again.

   Mia's pussy emitted one more little gush of clear liquid while Mike
moved to lie on his side, still half draped over her while she quivered
with quick little pants.

   His cock hadn't deflated a bit, and it remained pressed persistently
against Mia's quaking pussy, drenched by the orgasm of a young beauty that
had flown through it only eighteen years prior.  That fact could never
cease to dumbfound Mike or his daughter, but the intensity of their
coupling, like the intensity of Mia's orgasm, would assure their utter
devotion.

   After a few moments of gathering herself, Mia turned toward her father
with a look of astonishment, exhaustion and love on her face.  She had been
resistant, even standoffish previously, but as she turned to meet his gaze,
her mood was markedly different.  She grabbed one of her father's hands,
which had been tracing a swooping path up and down her naked back, and
brought it to her own cheek, nuzzling against it and attempting to read her
father's eyes.  She seemed entirely overwhelmed, able to think of nothing
but what she could see in front of her.

   "I cannot believe you just made me cum like that daddy..." Mia
whispered. Her cheeks were rosy and damp with sweat.

   "You were beautiful as always little one," Mike praised her.

   With Mia now facing him, he got the view of her that he loved the most:
that beautiful face graced with freckles, her young, full breasts looking
even better squeezed against the bed, and the toned tummy of hers leading
down to the place he intended to return to shortly.

   From the way it was now poking Mia just above her mound; Mike's penis
clearly wasn't quite done.  Mia looked down and her eyes widened once
again. She reached between them and looked up as if she needed her father's
permission to take it in her hand.  He nodded and groaned as Mia wrapped
her hand tentatively around his shaft.

   "Oh my God Dad!" she marveled, "I can't even fit my fingers around it...
and you had the whole thing inside me!"

   She was stroking it ever so gently, causing her father to ache to finish
what he'd started.

   "Yes sweetie," Mike assured her, "all the way in."

   Mike rolled over on top of his baby again, this time facing her.  Mia
simply let him turn her onto her back; he obviously didn't have the
patience for anything else at that moment.

   "I don't know why you're surprised sweetie," Mike said.

   Mia watched him in wonder as he positioned himself between her legs and
spread them apart.  She even helped this time, directing his cock where she
knew it belonged.  Mike was once again prepared to fuck his little girl,
this time so she could watch as he had.

   "It's not like this is the first time Mia," Mike said, pushing forward
as he spoke.  Mia whined sweetly as her father's cock pried into her once
more.

   In their new position he got to see the look on his daughter's face as
he entered her.  Her mouth opened, her eyes squinted in adorable
concentration, and Mike was once again overcome by his love for her. 
Looking down he watched her taut little pussy struggling to accept him as
it always did, saw the surface of her skin bulge ever so slightly along his
length, and he leaned back to get the awesome view of his naked teenager.

   "Daddy..." she cooed - his favorite word from her mouth.  He bottomed
out again and winced as he felt her womb hugging his shaft.

   "oooumphh...Daddy, you keep saying that..."

   Mike pulled out as he spoke, "keep saying what sweetie?"

   Again he pushed inside, "you keep saying we've done this before..."

   Another thrust...  Mike was trying to focus on his daughter's words.

   "Ohhhgodd...  daddyyy...we've never had sex before..."

   As his penis sank into her again, Mia's words took considerably longer
to reach her father.  He retreated and thrust forth, watching his baby's
body shudder.  That couldn't be true.  Mia must have mis-spoken.

   "Daddy...ohfuck...  you had an accident...  you must be confused...oh
fuck you're so big."

   Mike reached down and grasped his daughter's hips for leverage.  She
immediately wrapped her fingers around his wrists to hold on to him. 
Whatever she was telling him, however unbelievable, he couldn't fathom
stopping.

   "We have sweetie, twice...  and I'm going to cum inside you again soon."

   Mia looked confused.  She had seemed so sure that she was right, that
this was the first time she had ever been fucked by her father.  Now as he
sunk into her fully, until Mia could feel her father's tip prodding against
a spot deep within her, she didn't seem to know what to make of it.

   Mike didn't either, but her body so obviously wanted him, it so
perfectly accepted his sizable cock, and Mia's hips felt just right in her
father's grasp.

   "Wait daddy...mnhhhh" Mia cautioned, looking worried as she realized
what he'd said, "you're not wearing a condom...  you can't come inside me."

   "I know you aren't on birth control honey...mnghhh...  you've told
me..." Mike said, starting to lose himself to the feeling of fucking his
little girl.

   Again Mia looked confused, and she too was having a very difficult time
making sense of things with the feeling of having her father's huge cock
inside her.

   "Daddy...  you're still going to cum in my pussy?

   "Uh huh..." Mike replied, holding her, transfixed by the shuddering of
his daughter's breasts as his hips clapped against her.

   Mia was beginning to moan uncontrollably, and Mike had to hold a finger
over her lips to quiet her.  She saw below with disbelief where her
father's shaft was somehow disappearing into her again and again.  Her big
eyes looked up at him nervously, knowing how risky it would be for her
father to keep going but not showing any desire to stop him.

   "Fuck daaad...  if you really want to..." Mia cooed.

   "Oh God Mia," Mike groaned, holding her tight and feeling Mia help drive
his cock inside her with subtle rotating of her hips.

   Mia's concerned look relented and showed a bit of excitement and
pleasure.  It reminded him of the mischievous grin she'd given him in the
kitchen their first time - when she'd told him 'how easily she could get
pregnant' just before he'd come inside her.

   Mike was utterly confused about what was going on, but resolved to give
his daughter what they both wanted.

   "Okay daddy...mnhhhh..." she said, biting her lip, "cum in me..."

   Hearing her say that was more than enough to send Mike over the edge. 
He forced into her just two more times before feeling it.

   From deep within, Mike felt his entire body muster his orgasm.  Mia saw
it on his face even before she felt his cock swell inside her.  All at
once, he grunted and a warm gush of semen shot from his buried cock
directly into his daughter's fertile womb.  Mike mashed his hips against
his sweet eighteen-year-old and her eyes went as wide as he'd ever seen as
she felt her father ejaculating inside her.

   If he hadn't already gotten his teenage daughter pregnant, Mike was
trying his best to now.  Days of pent-up sperm sprayed from within him. 
The second burst made Mia's whole body jump as she felt it.

   Another rope entered her, seeming to reach even farther than the last.
Thick, heated spunk coated her unprotected pussy and both father and
daughter reveled in the forbidden intensity of it.  Mia's mind and body
buzzed as she realized that her own father's swimmers were now deep inside
her, seeking determinedly to make her a mother - now at a time when she was
most susceptible.

   Mike could read it on her face as his cock throbbed its remaining,
potent load.  She really didn't believe that the two of them had ever done
this before.  She really didn't remember telling him that she would welcome
becoming pregnant by him.  For Mia, this was their first time together, and
if that was true he likely had a lot of explaining to do.

   His mind raced.  What if the first time in the kitchen, the
demonstration in front of her class had all been a figment of his
imagination?  It made a lot of sense - those things were so unlikely to
occur.  Playing out his selfish and incestuous desires by taking his
daughter without her consent upon her bed seemed much more feasible.

   Mike might have panicked, but then there was that smirk again.  After
finally coming down from his orgasm, he saw Mia's smile with which he was
now all too familiar.

   He'd seen it the first time in the kitchen when Mia had taunted him
about how "daddies weren't supposed to cum inside their daughters." He'd
seen it again when he'd prevented her from taking the pill her teacher had
given her to prevent her from getting pregnant.  Even if she didn't have
any memory of those two acts, she was clearly not upset with him as Mike
might have expected.

   For good measure, he mashed his hips against his little girl one last
time to make sure he'd filled her up with everything he had.  Mia winced,
and then grimaced at him in admonition.

   "Fuuuuck daaad..." Mia whined, "dooon't...  that hurts."

   When he was sure that there was nothing left to deposit in his
daughter's womb, Mike looked down between them and Mia's eyes followed.  He
held the base of his cock as he slid it out, glancing up to see the
adorable look of anticipation on his teenager's face.

   Mia was obviously amazed to watch just how much of her father's big cock
slid out inch by inch.  Then the ridge of his head was revealed and still
she couldn't believe it had fit into her.  But the awe in Mia's eyes as his
head was followed by an immediate gush of pearly white semen was beautiful
as always.  Mike realized that to Mia, this might have once again been the
first time he'd cum inside her, the first time she'd been tempting fate
with the lack of protection and sheer volume of her father's orgasm.

   Her mouth was agape as it continued to flow out of her, as a stream of
sperm made its way out of her and down onto her messy sheets.  It was a
sight that would floor him until the day he died: his own beautiful
daughter naked, slightly sweaty from the experience and so filled with her
father's cum that it coated her opening and oozed out of her to the bed.

   "Daddy, that's a lot of cum." Mia observed, eyebrows raised.

   "I know sweetie, I told you I've needed to do that for a few days."

   "I don't understand what is going on daddy, I know you think we've had
sex before, but tonight was our first time." Mia argued.

   "Baby, I'm telling you," Mike retorted, flopping down next to her on the
bed, "We've had sex before, otherwise wouldn't that have been your first
time ever?  Wouldn't that have hurt a lot more?"

   Mia didn't seem to have an answer for that, but she still didn't seem
convinced.

   "Yes that was my first time...  wait...I don't know daddy.  But I think
I would know if you had fucked me before.  Your cock is like...  really
huge."

   With that, Mia reached down again and took her dad's penis in her hand.
It was softening, but not entirely.  She played with him, stroking up and
down with their combined fluids and giggling when touching his head made
her father wince.

   Mike laid his head back, trying to figure out how his daughter could
somehow not have remembered having sex with him.  Her first time had been
difficult; then, he had most definitely taken her virginity.  That was
enough to give Mike reasonable suspicion that things had happened as he
thought and Mia was mistaken.  Had he dreamed somehow that she didn't
remember; that she didn't believe it had ever happened?  How did this
damned dreaming thing work?

   The thought that he had just fucked his baby girl without her consent
irked him.  He should have felt guilty, but then...  looking at the
satisfaction on her face as she played with his cock...  maybe he needn't
worry.

   Even if his dreams had erased Mia's memory of their first two times
together, of the demonstration they'd put on in front of her high school
class, she seemed content enough now to be laying there full of her
father's spunk with his cock in her hand.

   How could he explain all of this to her?  Need he worry that Mia would
feel manipulated, or that she would even believe him at all?  Mike had to
establish some proof that this was not their first time.  'That's it,' he
thought.

   "Okay Mia, I have an idea."

   ----------------------------

   ...Something something...Napoleonic Wars...  something something... 
French Revolution...

   Mia could hardly stand sitting through another minute of history class.
She had watched the clock all day, waiting for the final bell so she could
run as fast as possible out to where her dad was picking her up.  Now all
that was standing between her and a weekend away with her dad was twenty
two minutes and forty seconds of European history.

   'How could dad possibly expect me to pay attention today,' Mia thought,
drumming her fingers on the desk impatiently.  Her father had insisted she
go to school today since the flight to Portland wasn't until that evening.

   "But daaaaad..." Mia had whined, "I don't want to.  What if I said maybe
I'd LET you have sex with me again."

   Her father's frown showed he was undeterred.

   "Well...  what if I said I'd tell mom HOW you tucked me in last night?"

   That got his attention.

   "That you were giving me a massage and your big cock just ACCIDENTALLY
found its way into my pussy?"

   Mia did her best to look resolute, "Or even, that you must have
ACCIDENTALLY gotten carried away and shot all of this sticky sperm inside
me when you knew I wasn't on birth control!"

   By the time Mia finished that sentence, she cracked a smile, and her dad
did too.

   "Ughhhhh..." Mia groaned, stamping her feet on the ground in a
mock-tantrum.  "Fine dad, but you owe me!"

   Mia's face showed that she meant that in a rather mischievous way.  For
a girl who was just now accepting that she'd committed incest with her own
father, she was taking it remarkably well.  Perhaps she hadn't agreed to it
at first, but at some point during the 'massage' Mia had willingly
submitted to her dad.

   That's partly what Mia had been thinking about all day.  She was still
very much confused about how her dad could believe that last night wasn't
their first time, because it was to Mia.  Yet, the addled teenager couldn't
help but admit that thinking about how it felt to have him inside her
aroused her so much she wanted to scream in the middle of her class.

   When she'd felt her dad taking off her panties, Mia had known exactly
what was about to happen even if she didn't react.  She could have easily
resisted him, or at least protested enough to keep from feeling his large
head stretch her open and push into where she damn well knew was forbidden.

   He may have been wrong about their past, but Mike wasn't wrong about his
daughter being a willing participant.  She'd imagined something happening
between them before, though she never would have dreamed to speak it until
now.  Even the warm, life-giving cum he'd filled her with was welcome. 
Perhaps she hadn't imagined that part, but playing a wife and mother with
her wonderful daddy had maybe crossed her mind a few times as a girl.

   And that was what kept Mia's heart racing most that Friday afternoon. 
Her dad told her he would explain as much as he could to her on the plane,
and that he was stopping at the store to buy something that could prove to
her he wasn't making it all up:

   A pregnancy test.

   Was it possible?  What if he wasn't just confused because of something
that had happened in the car accident...  what if they'd really had sex
already and Mia was about to take the test and find out that she was...

   It was unthinkable.  It would be so bad...  so wrong of them.  And
despite knowing that, Mia couldn't hold back the excitement.

   So many things would change...so many...  They definitely couldn't stay
here - her mom would FREAK!  Mom got protective if she got an inkling that
Mia had even kissed a boy.  What would she say if she found out that she
and her dad were having sex...with no condom...  no pill...?  'Ohmygod' Mia
repeated in her head.

   Once again, Mia felt herself getting warm and wet between her thighs. 
Come to think of it, she couldn't think of a moment that day she hadn't
felt that familiar tingling.  Mia had done her best to clean up in the
morning, wiping away the spunk that matted her pussy and knowing that
plenty remained inside.  The fact that she was walking around school with
her own father's sperm in her womb made Mia feel like the naughtiest,
sexiest girl in the world.

   God she couldn't stand it; she wanted to know so bad.  If having her dad
somewhat force himself upon her turned Mia on, the thought that he'd
somehow gotten her pregnant without her knowing it overwhelmed her even
more.

   "I know that we're probably early to take one of those tests Mia, but...
I just have this feeling." her father had said.

   FINALLY the bell rang.  Her last class of the day had taken by far the
longest.  It might have been less than a minute it took Mia to get from her
desk to the school's doors.  She made a bee-line for the parking lot and
sure enough, her dad was standing against his car like the high-school stud
about to greet his knockout girlfriend.

   Mia was certainly deserving of such a title.  Her father would likely
not have approved of her outfit, except now he knew she wore it
specifically for him: a gray tank-style top with buttons all the way up the
front.  She liked it because it almost looked like the buttons wanted to
simply burst open at any time.  It made her boobs look bigger, or so Mia
thought.  From the wide-eyed gaze he gave her as she approached, Mia's dad
seemed to agree.  Below the 6-inches or so of her tummy the shirt left
bare, Mia wore a wonderfully hugging pair of white, denim shorts.  They too
had buttons from top to bottom, not that there was much of them to hold
together.

   Her father's hungry eyes told her he would have liked to grab both
pieces of clothing and rip them open so the buttons clanked off the hood of
his car before she was quickly bent over it.  Mia might have let him, too.

   Her desire was borderline frightening.  Strangely, it didn't really feel
like last night was the first time Mia had been allowed to hunger for
something so unspeakable as being with her dad.  As she leapt into his
arms, Mia smothered her father very much like a high school girlfriend
might her summer love.

   Her father looked around nervously, drawing a big smile from his
entangled daughter.  When Mia's feet touched the ground, she looked up at
her dad amorously.

   "I've been thinking about you all day dad.  Why oh why did you make me
go to school?!"

   Mike smiled back, content that nobody nearby seemed to notice them,
"Well honey, if we're going to do 'this'..." Mike said, gesturing to the
two of them, "we probably shouldn't start by getting anyone's attention,
like your mother's or the school's."

   Mike still had no idea what to make of the fact that he'd fucked his
little girl in front of her Sex-Ed class days ago.  Did that still happen?
Would kids in her class remember?  God, this was confusing and Mike had yet
to reveal the specifics to Mia, fearing he'd overwhelm her with
information.

   Mia and her father chatted excitedly the whole way to the airport.  In a
way, it felt to her father like he was once again winning over Mia's
affection, and it was happening quickly.  He was anxious to pry the
specialist in Portland for answers.  What was going on with his dreams? 
Could she help him get things under control?  Had any of the things with
Mia actually happened?  Had they been somehow erased by a dream that he and
his beautiful daughter were once again living a normal life?  Why did it
seem as if a part of Mia, a subconscious part, perhaps knew that her father
wasn't lying about having been with her before?  Was that why she was now
smiling at him in the passenger seat - similar to the way she had on the
way home from school after their public display of incest?

   Mia kept prying for information, but her dad was resilient, saying he
wanted to organize his thoughts so she could understand and "let's just get
on the airplane and get comfortable, we're flying first class!"

   Mia groaned discontent, but accepted it.  She held her father's hand,
relishing a few minutes silence while her dad focused on navigating the
traffic near the airport.  She couldn't stop looking at him and remembering
the night before, all the feelings and sensations that had ensued, and the
simple fact that she was now his daughter and...  she guessed...his lover.

   It wasn't long before Mia and her father were situated on the plane,
greeted immediately by a flight attendant with drinks and a smile.  The
cabin was one of the nicest Mia had seen; it was a long flight to Portland
so apparently the first class seats were usually this impressive.

   To her dismay, the flight attendant hunkered down near them after the
take-off was over and flirted with her dad about something.  She could tell
her father wasn't trying to keep her, but it was frustrating all the same.
Everywhere they went, flirt flirt flirt, women always flirted with her dad
and his dimples and his...

   When the flight attendant returned with two glasses of champagne, which
Mike sweet-talked out of her, Mia accepted her dad's charm with a knowing
glance.  She cozied up to him on their two seats near the window.  There
were a few other couples on the plane in much the same orientation, and it
excited Mia quite a bit to be on the other side of her own dad, not that
any of them knew.  There was so much between them that Mia had yet to
comprehend and accept, but it felt good to have her hands in his as the
plane leveled out after take-off.

   "Okay okay, what do you want to know?" Mike asked his daughter when she
looked at him expectantly during a moment of silence between them.

   "Well, since I'm still not sure what you're talking about with these
'other two times' we've had sex, why don't you tell me how you think it
happened?" Mia asked.

   Mike started from the beginning, with the accident.  He told her about
how he'd somehow guessed the nurse's bra color based on what he'd seen in a
dream and about how he'd imagined being healed of some of the major aches
and bruises he should have gotten in the accident.  Mia still looked
skeptical.

   When her dad started to assert that he was dreaming things that came
true in real life, she almost laughed at him.  But she saw a look of hurt
in her father's eyes and told him she was sorry.  It was actually quite
sweet and flattering that her own father dreamed of making love to her.

   "Dad, it just seems so unlikely...  like something you'd see on a bad TV
show!" Mia said giggling.

   "Well so does fuc..." Mike realized he was a little overexcited and
leaned in close to his daughter.  "So does fucking my little girl over the
kitchen counter sweetie, but that's what happened, I'm not making it up!"

   "So you think...  that you and I...  had sex in the kitchen at like, the
beginning of this week?" Mia asked.

   "Yes sweetie, I couldn't help myself.  You tempted me and I just...I
guess I folded and we had amazing sex in the kitchen until your brother
came down for breakfast and we had to hide!"

   Mia giggled, but she was definitely intrigued, "boy that would have been
something for him to see!  Not exactly the typical breakfast routine."

   "Maybe it should be," her dad blurted out.

   Mia furrowed her brow and smacked him.  "Daaaad!"

   "So you...what?  Dreamed that that happened and then it just...  did?"
Mia went on.

   "I dreamed some of it baby, but dreams aren't always complete, we both
filled in some of the rest." Mike answered, "and I also may have...  filled
in something else too..." he continued, looking a little guilty.

   "You came inside me then too!?" Mia asked, speaking as quietly as she
could.

   Mike shook his head.

   The amazed teenager sat back in her chair, looking up at nothing and
trying to make sense of this.  Her dad was not one to just fabricate
stories or lie.  She had always respected him for his unflinching ability
to be honest and to the point.  But he had to be confused...  it must have
been the accident...  how could that happen and Mia simply NOT remember?

   Then...  he went on.  Mike decided to tell her everything.  If this was
the tell-all, he was truly going to spill it.  He told her about how Mia
had come running into his room the next day and talking to him about the
'demonstration for the Sex-Ed class.' He told her about what they had done
and who they'd done it in front of.  He even told her about preventing her
from taking the pill her teacher had insisted she take, and then his
promise to take care of everything if Mia got pregnant.

   This time, Mia was truly speechless.  The way he told the story...  the
sincerity and the detail...  it sounded like it could be true, even if it
was the most ridiculous thing she'd ever heard.  Listening to her father
recount the story of having sex with her in front of the class...  the
looks on the faces of jealous boys and how the condom had broken and he'd
come inside her for everyone to see...  Mia was once again shifting around
in her chair and making unintentional glances toward her father's lap
toward the thing within that could do that for her again.  Even if none of
this happened, Mia was beginning to become almost certain that she'd found
a wonderful lover in her father, and one she intended to keep.

   When it was all told, and Mike had fielded every question Mia could
think of, he produced a small bag from the pharmacy near their home.

   Mia knew what was inside immediately, but she was a little caught up in
the thrill of her father's story to focus.  She took one of their two
blankets and threw it over her and her dad.

   "Mia what are you..." Mike started, but his daughter shushed him.

   "Just keep talking daddy, I'm just getting you back for getting me all
hot and bothered with these stories,"

   Mike couldn't exactly just keep talking as he felt Mia fumbling around
for his belt and eventually undoing his pants.  Mia thought it was funny
how he stumbled around words while she was moving her hand beneath the
blanket.

   "Well sweetie, I got these at the drugstore today," Mike said as Mia's
hand quickly slid under his waistband, "and if you take one and it says
that you're..."

   Mia's fingers impatiently had wrapped around his shaft, causing her
father to wince in enjoyment.  His daughter finished his sentence with a
whisper and a sultry look.

   "...pregnant?"

   Once again, she marveled at his size.  Truthfully, Mia had only seen a
few penises in her life, but her dad's was definitely the biggest one. 
Maybe that wasn't saying much, but as she encircled it with her fingers and
felt how wide it was, how bulbous and hard his head could get...  she was
truly baffled that he'd somehow managed to fit it inside her.

   "Yes little one.  The tests say you have to wait longer, but like I told
you, I just have this feeling."

   Mia looked up at him, now grasping his cock beneath the blanket with
intent and slowly bringing her hand up and down to stroke him.  She watched
her dad look around nervously, but everyone was minding their own business
and it was dark inside the cabin.  A flight attendant was milling around,
but nobody would know that in row 3, a young teenager was stroking her
father's cock or that she was wondering if she'd soon find out she was
pregnant with his baby.

   "So you want me to take the pregnancy test," Mia said continuing her up
and down motions on Mike's penis, "here?  On the plane?"

   He waited a few strokes, reveling in how wonderful it could feel to have
his own daughter jerking him off.

   "Well you don't have to baby, but if you wanted to, it only takes a few
minutes."

   Mia could tell that her dad wanted to know too.  He must have been
torturing himself with the uncertainty of whether all those things he'd
described to her had actually happened or not.  If it was true, Mia envied
him, because it sounded even more exciting than being fucked awake by her
dad like she had been the night before.

   Mia had her dad fully hard so he was pitching a funny little tent under
the blanket as she stroked him.  "Okay daddy, I'll take it," she said
excitedly.

   And suddenly, Mia was grabbing the wrapped boxes from her father,
removing her little hand from the place it had felt so good, and up out of
her seat in no time.  The little minx left her father hard and desperately
wanting more from her as he watched Mia saunter towards the first class
bathrooms near the front of the plane.

   What Mia didn't know, was that Mike had left something out of his
summary of the dreams he'd had - meaning those he'd had last night.  After
a few days of going without, Mike's dreams had returned, and once again
they were filled with visions of Mia.

   He had NOT expected his daughter to so boldly begin jerking him the way
she had, but he had dreamed of her beautiful backside as she strutted down
the aisle holding the pregnancy tests in her hand.  He'd seen how he was to
wait a few minutes, and then follow after her at just the right moment when
the flight attendant wasn't looking.

   So he did just that.

   When Mike reached the bathroom a few minutes after his daughter, he
gently tapped on the door and whispered for her to open it.  Inside, Mia
was startled but heard the urgency in her father's voice and covered
herself up before unlatching the door.

   It was a small compartment, but much larger than those in the standard
class.  Mia and her father fit relatively comfortably.

   "Daddy, what are you doing in here?" Mia asked

   "Shhh, we have to be quiet," her father replied, locking the door behind
him.  He looked down to see that Mia had both tests open and was holding
the sticks in her hand.  She must have just finished taking them when her
dad had knocked on the door...  perfect timing of course.

   Mike reached for the tests in Mia's hands and looked at them, seeing
that nothing had appeared in the little windows yet.  His heart beat even
more rapidly than it had at taking the risk of following Mia into the
bathroom.  The truth held in those tiny plastic sticks could be the most
significant thing to happen in either of their lives.

   "It says I have to wait a few minutes daddy, and I just took them." Mia
told him.

   He looked into her eyes, seeing a lot in them.  There was love -
unquestionable affection much like that which he felt for her.  But there
was also anxiety, fear even, for what she might read on the pregnancy
tests. She was right to be nervous.  In the car on the way home from their
demonstration at school she had been all smiles and excitement about
possibly becoming pregnant, but now her emotions were somewhat more real.

   Mike reached out and pulled her close.  He kissed his beautiful daughter
right on the forehead, brushing hair behind her ear and feeling her young
frame swelling with anxious breaths.  They held each other in silence for a
few seconds until Mia gently rolled her head.  She did so again, inching
her way upward until she was facing her father.

   He looked right into her eyes and saw everything he loved about her in
an instant.  Regardless of their nerves, the two joined in a slow kiss, one
that turned into more needy use of lips and tongue.  Mike's hands slipped
down to his daughter's bare midriff and then to her hips, covered in the
white shorts she hadn't managed to button all the way before her dad joined
her.  He lifted her gently onto the vanity in the tiny bathroom, feeling
Mia submit to him willingly.

   They both glanced down at the plastic test strips next to them and Mia
spoke up.  "There's supposed to either be an extra line or an X, depending
on which one...  I think we still have to wait a bit longer.  Do you really
think they might say I'm pregnant daddy?"

   "I don't know for sure sweetie, but like I said, I just have this
feeling."

   Mia's eyes were so wide, so full of hope and restlessness.  Her father
wanted desperately to calm her nerves.  His dreams had been frustratingly
hazy about the results of the pregnancy test, but there was a clear reason
he'd followed his daughter into the airplane lavatory.

   Mia felt her father's fingers meander to the snap-button at the top of
her shorts that remained unclasped.  At first she thought he might have
intended to fix it for her, but she soon learned she should have known
better.

   Looking at her directly, he pulled another one of the snaps apart.  Mia
stayed silent.  He pulled another snap and she bit her lip nervously.  One
more snap and the shorts were wide open, waiting for him to simply pull
them off of her.

   He did just that.  Mia didn't exactly jump to help him, but she
definitely lifted slightly to allow the shorts to slide down and off of her
to the ground.

   "Daddy, I know what you're thinking, but don't you think this is a bad
idea?" She asked, breathing quickly.

   "I don't baby..." he assured her, going for her white, cotton bottoms
next, "I dreamed about us in here."

   But as of yet, Mia had no proof that his dreams meant anything.  As of
yet, she was still waiting for the confirmation that sat heavily on the
counter next to her.  And still, she allowed her father to slide her
panties off until she could feel the cold metal of the sink chilling her
bare butt as she sat on it.

   "But should we really tempt fate Dad?  What if the tests say I'm not
pregnant?  Maybe we shouldn't..."

   She was probably right.  Despite everything, Mike had a tiny shadow of a
doubt in his mind that he'd simply imagined everything as a result of the
damage to his brain he'd sustained in his car accident.

   But that didn't stop him matching his bottomless daughter by pulling his
own pants down to his knees as well.  It certainly didn't stop Mia from
once again eyeing her father's big penis and holding her mouth slightly
open as she recalled its size.  Here they were, once again, father's cock
temptingly close to the tiny little opening of the beautiful daughter he'd
brought into this world.  And this time, Mia knew she could choose whether
she wanted to proceed or not.

   She grabbed a pregnancy test from the counter beside her and looked into
the viewing window, squinting to see if it had shown its results yet. 
Growling angrily, she smacked it down on the counter and reached out for
her father impatiently.

   Her fingers encircled his cock and tugged him by it closer to her.

   "You want to fuck me again don't you daddy?" Mia asked.

   She didn't need to hear his answer; she could see it in his eyes.

   "Right now, huh?  You want to fuck your own daughter without a
condom..." she taunted, slowly jerking her hand down the length of his
cock. "...before you even know if you're taking another big risk or NOT?"

   It was a rhetorical question.  Mike quite liked seeing the spunkiness
that had suddenly shown itself in his young daughter.  He also quite liked
the way Mia was now bringing the tip of his cock right into contact with
her taut, pink lips.  She looked down between them, viewing her new
reality. Much of her frustration and anxiousness was likely coming from
having to cope with all of the things going on in her head, including the
lust that was about to let her father have his way.

   "So what's it going to be sweetheart?" Mike asked her...  goaded her.

   Mia moaned, whether in frustration or the pleasure of rubbing her dad's
cock against her he couldn't be sure.  Looking up, she locked eyes with him
intently.

   "Put it in daddy." she demanded.

   Sure enough, Mike allowed his daughter a second to line him up and then
immediately pushed forward.  Both of them watched the length of his cock
slide into Mia, who was unable to keep from gasping as it filled her.

   "Fuck...dad...ohmygod..." she huffed, "I don't think I'll ever get used
to that."

   Her father couldn't help but smile.  He loved how overcome his daughter
could be by him fucking her, even with only a single thrust.  Likewise, he
savored the tightest pussy he'd ever felt, wrapping around his cock and
squeezing him with all it was worth.  Even after bottoming out in her, he
mashed his hips farther to seek her more deeply.

   "DaaAAAD!" She groaned, quickly leaning in and biting his ear
not-so-innocently.  "You can't do that, you're too big!"

   "Sorry sweetie," he apologized, though he was smiling and she was
clearly not impressed.  "Your pussy is just so perfect honey, just like you
are."

   Mia glared at him, but she couldn't help the flattery that eventually
cracked her into a smile.  That smile quickly turned to a scrunch of
concentration as her father pulled out of her slowly and pushed back in. 
She should have expected after stroking his cock in their seats that she
might have been asking for this.  With each stroke feeling a little more
comfortable, Mia was becoming increasingly satisfied.

   By the fourth or fifth time he slid into her, Mia and her father were in
sync.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and dug her heels into his
backside, tickled with how big he was compared to her.  He towered over
her, and watching his dick bury into her repeatedly she could see it spread
her open with its own sheer size as well.  God he was wide, it was
absolutely unthinkable that her daddy could manage to fit into her recently
virgin pussy.

   "OhgodDad...  I can't believe all this...uouuhh...  how good you
feel..." she breathed, "I can't believe my own daddy is fucking me."

   "I know angel..." Mike said, still humping her repeatedly while running
a hand to the neck of her tank-top, "I love you so much Mia...  ughhh... 
I'm promise to take care of you no matter what."

   She stared at him, seeing how sincerely he meant that.  They were too
impatient to take all their clothes off, but Mia loved how her father
roughly worked a hand into her top and held her breast, rolling her nipple
in his fingers.  She'd never been with anyone else, but truly believed her
dad was a perfect lover.  He was a perfect father too, and as she looked up
at him, she felt the familiar admiration for him she'd had all her life.

   "Daddy..." she whispered, "do you...  unhhhfuck...  want me to be
pregnant?"

   Mike kept fucking her, slowly and lovingly, thinking of how he would
answer her.  The truth was all that came to him.

   "I do Mia...oh God I do."

   She bit her lip and made those big green eyes at him, thinking hard. 
She clearly had to try hard to get her words out in full while feeling the
intense pleasure building within her.

   "I want to too...mnhh..." she confessed, "I hope you already put a baby
in me daddy."

   The two of them reveled in that together.  Their surroundings fell away,
the drone of the turbines and the people sitting not far away, the tiny
compartment around them and the business trip they were supposed to be on.
In that moment, Mia and her father were joined as one, hoping for one more.

   All the while, Mike kept urging his cock in and out of his daughter's
dripping quim.  It must have been the vibration of the plane's engines that
were getting her even more wet than usual because even his balls were
coated in Mia's fluids.

   "Ouuuhhh...  daddy...fuck..." Mia cooed, "you can get me close so
fast..."

   "Baby, I'm close too..." said her father, feeling the familiar sensation
brought on by the massaging of his daughter's teenage tunnel.

   "Wait daddy...  ohhfuck you're big...  don't cum yet." Mia begged.

   She'd almost forgotten, how could she!  Mia reached down to her side,
fumbling about until she had both of the objects she was looking for in her
hand.  Closing her eyes, as if wishing now would somehow influence the
result, Mia brought her hand between them and opened her lids slowly.

   Mike watched her, taking a second to figure out what she was doing and
then immediately becoming desperate to know what she saw.  Mia's face went
blank for a moment as she glanced from one test to the other and back
again. Still, he thudded against his daughter's soft mound, unable to stop
fucking her for anything.

   "Mia, what do they say!?" he urged.

   Mia looked up at him, her big greens not revealing what she knew.  Was
it disappointment, fear, shock...  what was it?  Mia couldn't help but
whimper as he continued to fuck her.  She was lost in contemplating what
everything meant, and what it would mean.

   "I'm pregnant daddy...  they both say it."

   Mike felt a passion so deep inside him he simply would never be able to
put it into words.  He saw the nervousness in his daughter's eyes, but he
saw the utter fulfillment as well.  Likely, she was merely trying to wrap
her head around all that her father had revealed to her, and the
confirmation of everything he'd said in the little results that now showed
in her hands.

   "God I love you Mia," Mike told her, grabbing her up in his arms while
they remained locked at the hips.  "I'm so happy honey, are you doing
okay?"

   Mia was breathing right into his ear as he embraced her, "I'm so happy
too daddy," she said, "I'm going to have your baby."

   Those words would ring in his ears for the rest of his life.  He would
remember them whenever things became difficult or unknown later in his
life. Right then, his daughter had made him the happiest man in the world,
and he would do everything in his power to do the same for her.

   There was a lot for Mia to figure out, but one thing she couldn't ignore
was that just before they'd embraced, Mia had been torturously close to her
orgasm.  She wasn't about to forget that now, in fact now she looked
forward to having one as an entirely different woman - the mother of her
daddy's child.

   Mike felt his daughter's hips rotating, more and more against him while
he held her and simply basked in her warmth and love.  Her heels dug into
him again as she lifted herself off the countertop, held in place by only
her legs and the cock that was deep inside her.

   "Can't stop now 'daddy,'" Mia said, clearly meaning something more with
her usual address.

   Mike gripped her perfect little ass and let her go to work on him.  Up
and down she lifted herself, grinding her pelvis against him, aided by his
strong arms and flexing hips.  She kept him mostly inside her, mashing her
needy clit against him and urging her father's cock around as deep as he
could go.

   "Unghhh...you can definitely cum inside me now daddy," Mia taunted,

   "Is that so?" Mike asked, "Is that what you want my bad little girl?"

   "Uh huh...ohfuckdad...keep pulling on me like that..."

   Mia was writhing around furiously now, impressing her father with the
way she was able to maneuver her hips.  She was moving only a little bit at
a time, but making it feel unbelievable to her father as he remained almost
entirely shoved into her pussy.

   "Daddy...  oh fuck...  fuck me...  ohmygod..." she panted, "I'm
gonna...ohgod...I'm gonna cum daddy."

   Mia did her best to keep going, but as soon as her orgasm found her,
suspended in her father's arms, it was Mike who had to continue.  However,
he was no match for the coaxing and flooding of his teenage daughter's
pussy when she began to moan into his neck.  She bit down, causing pain to
his shoulder as she tensed up, and simultaneously felt her dad jam into
her.

   Mia's whole body was screaming as Mike shot his sperm deeply into his
beautiful, pregnant daughter.  He tugged at her backside again, forcing her
against him and spurted again.  If Mia had hoped her orgasm would taper
off, the flooding of her insides with spunk acted directly against that. 
As he filled her up, the young brunette thought of how doing so had somehow
already accomplished its purpose.  Days ago, her father had done this very
thing and as a result she was now carrying life inside her.

   For as long as he could support her, Mike held his daughter while her
body shuddered through its incredible climax.  She panted and shook and
held on while white-hot electricity sought every extremity and depth within
her.  Mike's cock pumped endlessly, filling her pussy with semen for the
first time that protection simply didn't matter.

   At some point, Mia felt her naked bottom touch the cool metal again.  It
was another moment until she could even manage to open her eyes.  Still
clutched in Mia's hands were the fateful tests that had sent her and her
father into one of the most powerful orgasms they'd ever know.

   "I'm pregnant daddy..." Mia whispered while their foreheads were pressed
together.  She leaned in to kiss him, finding the lips she loved so much
upon her own.

   "I know sweetie..." he said, paying her back with another kiss.

   "I'm pregnant," she repeated, as if needing to convince herself.

   Again they joined in a kiss, one that lasted longer and savored the
reality she'd spoken.  They were no longer just father and daughter, they
were much more.  The world might forbid them such a truth, it might condemn
them or worse, but right then in the secrecy of their little pairing, Mia
and her father knew they were doing what they were meant to.

   "I'm going to need you to tell me a little more about our first two
times together now that I know they ACTUALLY happened."

   Mike reached down, gently running both hands over the space of her
abdomen left bare beneath her bunched tank-top.

   "Whatever you want to know little one, I'll tell it all.  But first, we
should probably think about getting back to our seats."

   Mike adjusted his daughter's shirt where he'd messed it up to cup her
breast.  He straightened her shirt out at her abdomen to cover the piercing
on her belly-button that he loved a lot more now that he knew he'd be the
only one to enjoy it.

   Mia giggled, "So, are you planning for us to go back to our seats with
your big cock still inside me or..."

   Mike sighed; he simply hadn't been ready to separate from his baby girl,
wanting to hold on to whatever extra seconds he could.  "I guess I should
pull out huh?"

   "Way too late for that daddy!" Mia retorted, grinning deviously.

   Mike shook his head at her and finally pulled back from his wonderful
resting place within his daughter's quim.  Neither of them much liked
parting, and Mia's face soon turned to a remorseful little grimace.

   As he'd seen now a few times over, Mike and his daughter watched Mia's
recovering little pussy emit a good amount of the extra sperm it could not
manage to keep inside.  It was different now, seeing that life-giving
liquid within and without and knowing it had already done its job.  Mia
seemed to think so too, though she watched it intently as always, seemingly
even more mesmerized by the stuff that had impregnated her successfully.

   "I know I'm already pregnant daddy, but I hope you won't stop cumming
inside me," she said sweetly, "I really love the way it feels."

   "Well that works just fine for me honey.  I'll come in that perfect
little pussy of yours any time you want." Mike promised.

   Mia grinned wide, watching her father reach down to pick up his
daughter's cast-off garments.  As he stood up to help her back into them,
Mia grabbed his hand.

   "Wait just one more thing daddy," Mia said, turning him toward her and
positioning him so she had access to his still partly hard member.

   Mike simply watched in awe as Mia pulled him towards her and used the
head of his cock to gather as much of his spunk as possible from where it
was dripping down her inner thighs towards the counter.  She placed the
messy tip back at her entrance and looked up at her father.

   "Can you just push it back into me dad?  I want to make sure to clean up
after us..."

   This was hardly 'cleaning up,' but Mike didn't dare deny her.  As he
allowed Mia to hold him near her opening, he shoved forward, inserting his
head and whatever extra cum it brought with it back into Mia's naughty
pussy.  The two of them groaned simultaneously, Mike even more so when his
daughter gave him two quick squeezes from his base as if he was a tube of
toothpaste and she wanted to get the last glob.

   "Good God Mia, go easy on me sweetie!" Mike said, feeling like he might
have a heart attack from the sensation and the incredible behavior of his
teenage daughter.

   "Oh...  go easy on you?" Mia taunted, sticking her legs out for him to
put her panties back on once she'd released him, "says the guy with like
the biggest cock ever who just fucked his daughter...  who's like half his
size!"

   Mike rolled his eyes.  He truly wasn't as big as she said, but he'd
accept her compliments just the same.

   "Oh yea that's right, fucked me for the second time in like 12 hours! 
And already got me preg..."

   Mike clasped his hand over his daughter's mouth as she finished the word
into his palm.

   A knock came on the door to the lavatory and Mia and her dad listened in
horror.

   After a few seconds, a voice came quietly: "Hey...  you two..." it
whispered, "if you stay in there any longer the other attendant might
notice."

   They sighed in relief and Mike finished helping his daughter into her
shorts.  It was the flight attendant her dad had been flirting with
earlier, which was a godsend.  Mike got back into his own pants and looked
down at his daughter, evaluating her for signs of what they'd just done.

   Her face was definitely flushed, and she was a little sweaty too.  Mike
pushed her hair into place as best as he could, feeling his daughter nuzzle
against his hand as he did.  If anyone looked closely, they'd know that Mia
and he had just joined the mile-high club.  But they couldn't know that Mia
was his own daughter, even if she was quite young, and they certainly
couldn't know what the two of them had discovered while they were in the
bathroom either.

   "Okay sweetheart, you go back first and I'll follow."

   Mike pocketed the two pregnancy tests and kissed his daughter one more
time.  Trusting his own dream (that did not involve being handcuffed when
he arrived at the Portland airport) he unlatched the door and gave his
daughter a little push out into first class.

   He stayed behind another moment, checking the lavatory for any more
signs of their incest and then walked calmly back to his seat.  When the
flight attendant eyed him as he buckled up, Mike saw from her raised
eyebrows and smirk that he and Mia were home-free.  Someone in the row
nearest the bathroom gave him a dirty look, but he didn't care.  The
beautiful girl sitting next to him, and the promise of life within her was
enough to keep Mike from getting annoyed by anything for quite a while.

   "Do you think they know?" Mia whispered in his ear.

   "Don't know, don't care," said Mike, turning back to her and kissing her
on the nose.

   Mia wrinkled her face and smiled.  "Dad, seriously, you cum so much!  I
can feel it...  like...  everywhere.  And my panties are totally a mess -
like my bed last night!"

   Mike shushed her, "Jesus Mia, if someone heard us!"

   "Sorry daddy," Mia whispered, giggling, "just wanted to tell you what
you keep doing to your little girl,"

   They cuddled for a while before Mia finally asked, "Okay so you have a
lot of explanin' to do." She said, "now that I know for sure last night
wasn't the first time you fucked me."

   "First off, where are we going?"

   Mike proceeded to tell his daughter about the doctor they were going to
visit in Portland, the one who could hopefully shed some light on his
seemingly uncontrollable, reality-controlling 'dreams'.  He promised her to
see if the doctor could help Mia remember some of the things he'd
apparently 'dreamed' from her memory too.

   Mia made him promise to spend considerable time fucking on their weekend
trip as well, chronicling the next three positions she wanted to try and
asking him which ones he'd like to do as well.  She looked like she was
close to dragging him back into the lavatory halfway through the full
account of the demonstration at her school.  Mia's mouth was agape through
the better part of the story, and she clutched her father's hand in wonder
as he spared not a single detail.

   She agreed; they needed to figure out this dream-stuff quickly.  Who
knew what could happen if he simply dreamed that everyone knew they were
committing incest and it wasn't all part of the dream-world like the one
he'd created for her Sex-Ed class?

   Still, Mia promised her dad that she was doing all of this of her own
free will.  She had a hard time convincing him not to put all of it on
himself, but eventually after Mia took his face firmly in her hands and
told him, "Daddy, I've imagined you and me having sex...  like a lot of
times...and not just since your accident," he finally relented a bit.

   And she meant it.  When the flight was over, Mike and his beautiful
daughter were as close as they'd ever been.  The road in front of them was
unknown, a bit frightening even, but they felt like they were truly walking
it together.  They made their way to a cab and off to see the 'dream
doctor', hand in hand, excited to tackle their new reality together and
equally excited that Mia was bringing an extra little passenger along too.




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