Ed Dippus-Family Fun Taking her hand, I led my daughter into the bedroom. As usual it was a mess, but at least the bed was made and relatively uncluttered. Turning around, I took her by the shoulders and kissed her deeply, feeling first that lipstick smearing against my lips, tasting it with my tongue, probing deeply into her mouth. Our tongues entwined in a deep, searing soul kiss. Lips still locked, I pushed the jacket from her shoulders, then drew the tube top down until her right breast popped free. My hands affixed them- selves to those tits, hefting, squeezing, tweaking the nipples. The interlude from the hall to the bedroom had stood off my impending orgasm, and I was ready for action again. My hands slipped down to that damned mini-skirt and under to where Geri's white cotton panties waited to be disposed of. As I tried to get above the waistband, Geriann stopped me and pulled back. My split second of disappointment was assuaged as she unzipped the side of the skirt and dropped it to the ground. She also removed the tube top from her belly and stepped out of her panties. Now she was as naked as I, and truly a wonderful sight to behold. She stepped around me, put her hands around my neck and drew me down on top of her on the bed. We kissed deeply again, then I nuzzled my way down her neck, and spent some time on her breasts, licking and sucking those wonderous nipples. I went into motion again, starting to kiss my way south to eat at the 'Y' when she gently pulled my head back up and kissed me. "Not now, big dad," she said tenderly, "I'm ready enough. I need you inside me. I need it bad." "Sure," I said, "you've got it." I shifted my hips as she pulled back her knees. The head of my cock lay agaisnt her pussy, ready to enter. She dropped one hand down, squeezed my pole, and guided it lovingly into her hot pussy. We both groaned deeply as I sank in to the hilt. It was like complete fulfillment for both of us, the ultimate expression of an attraction that had been building since Geriann's puberty. For a moment we lay still, and I could feel her muscles stretching and relaxing around me as she became accustomed to my size. Then, with a shudder that racked us both, I pulled up and began fucking my daughter with slow, deep, long strokes. "Oh, yes," she breathed "yes. Fuck me. So deep. So good." She kept talking like that, her rhythm matched to that of our strokes, her intensity proportional to that of her pleasure. We began rocking faster, she began talking faster. "Yes...yes...Oh...Yeah...Go...deeper...big...dad..." Our arousal increased, as did her volume. Her vocabulary, however, diminished: "Yes..Yes..Fuck..Me..YES..YES..OH..OH" This went on for a good 15 minutes, by which time I was pistoning in and out and we were both on the brink. Geriann was reduced to one syllable, one vowel, over and over "O! O! O! O! O! O! O!" Her head tossed from side to side, her hair whipping back and forth on the pillow. Her breasts heaved and jiggled with each thrust and counter-thrust. Finally with a rush, I felt myself starting to cum and added my own voice to hers "Oh, oh, oh Ger, I'm gonna, I'm, I'M, CUMMING!!!!" Her litany crescendoed with mine "YES!! YES!! CUM!! YES!! YES!! YES!!" Spasms rocked through our bodies! I fired wad after wad deep into her womb, grunting with each shot. Geriann's voice had finally left her and she rolled her head back and forth, mouthing silent moans of ecstasy. With one last big shudder and a heavy sigh, I rolled off her and started to relax toward sleep. With a satisfied sigh of her own, which spoke volumes more than her other noises, Geriann snuggled back and we drifted off to sleep.