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Crystal Turns Eighteen
by Obmuj (address withheld)
Edited by Eugnot

***

Crystal wasn't a prude, but she lived in a small town 
where the available boys only thought that dating was a 
way to get sex. She wanted more than that and 
eventually found it, but soon became a widow at the 
tender age of nineteen. One day, her recently divorced 
father became more than just a parent to her. (MMF, 
inc, rom) 

***

Chapter 1

The county seat for Greene County, Berksville, was a 
small town with a population of around 2,000. It 
depressed Crystal that the town offered so little 
excitement for someone her age. Going to the quarry to 
drink beer with the rest of the teenagers was about the 
only thing to do. Unfortunately, everyone knew that 
when a girl went to the old mining pit, she was going 
to get laid. The quarry was commonly referred to as, 
"The Sex Pit." 

Crystal was only invited to the quarry once. She went 
there with Brett Nalone who wasted no time trying to 
feel her up. She resisted and, even after she slapped 
his face, he continued trying to reach inside her 
clothing. In his tussle with Crystal, he ended with 
deep scratches on his face and arms. After that night, 
she was seldom asked out on a date except as a last 
resort. 

One night, after she turned eighteen, Crystal was 
riding around town with Bob Donahue and his girlfriend, 
Susan Anderson. It was Friday, a date-night and 
eventually they stopped at the DQ for hot fudge 
sundaes. Crystal joined a group of kids, her age, on 
the patio while Bob and Susan sat at a table by 
themselves. 

Crystal tried to join in the conversation at the patio 
but couldn't keep her mind focused. The sight of Bob 
and Susan holding hands constantly distracted her. When 
Bob slipped his hand under Susan's skirt, Crystal felt 
the inner sensations of her own arousal. Secretly, she 
wished to be felt up. In her mind's eye, she imagined 
how it would feel if Bob's hand was moving up her leg 
instead of Susan's. Her pussy grew moist as she thought 
of his fingers slipping under the hem of her panties 
and into the moist warmth of her private place. She 
thought of how it might feel as his fingers spread the 
lips of her labia and... 

"Crystal! Hey, - Earth to Crystal, what are you 
thinking about? You look like you're a thousand miles 
out in space. Bob and I are going to the quarry. Can we 
drop you off at home or something?" 

The comment startled Crystal out of her daydream. 
"Sorry," she replied, "uh, nothing important. No thanks 
on the ride, I'll stay here with the gang a while and 
walk home later. It's a nice evening for a walk." 

Crystal leaned toward her friend Jean Smith and 
whispered, "Actually, I was watching Bob and Susan. 
They were so wrapped up in their petting it made me 
curious about what it would be like to have sex." 

"You know, Crystal, I could easily arrange an orgy for 
you anytime you want to satisfy that curiosity." 

"No, I don't think so Jean, but thanks for the offer 
anyway. Although, sometimes I wonder if saving my 
virginity this long has been worth it. I never seem to 
get a real date." 

Over the next two hours, the crowd at the patio slowly 
thinned as couples left to go elsewhere. As each couple 
departed, Crystal and her friends would speculate over 
whether they were going to the “sex pit” and what they 
would do when they got there. Finally, when only 
Crystal, Jean Smith and three boys remained, one of the 
boys whispered something into Jean's ear that put a big 
smile on her face. 

Jean looked at Crystal and said, "Last chance, Miss 
Innocent." She waited for a reply and after a slight 
hesitation, Crystal just said, "No thanks." Jean 
excused herself and left with all three boys. 

As usual, Crystal went home alone. While walking, she 
wondered what she'd be doing right now if she had gone 
with Jean and the three boys. For a brief moment, she 
had actually considered going with them. "I'm probably 
the only virgin left in my entire graduating class," 
she thought. "But at least, when I lose my virginity, 
I’ll lose it to someone whom l can love and respect. I 
hope that it happens soon though, my yearnings get 
stronger every day." 

When she arrived home, her parents greeted her, asking 
if she had enjoyed herself this evening. Crystal 
responded that she had a good time but that nothing 
exceptional had taken place. After a few moments 
chatting with them, she retired to her room to get 
ready for bed.

Crystal wasn’t very close with her mother but had a 
good relationship with her father. Her mother, May, 
didn’t understand teenagers and was rigid and impatient 
with her. In fact, she had only discussed sexual 
matters with her daughter once. When Crystal was 13 and 
her periods started, May spent a few moments with 
Crystal explaining about her "monthly visitor.”

On the other hand, Crystal's father, Todd, was very 
understanding and had an uncanny respect for his 
daughter's rights. Since she was a little girl, if 
Crystal needed an answer about anything dealing with 
life, she could openly ask her father. He was the one 
who told her the "real facts of life." Their 
relationship was quite open and healthy.

Crystal fell asleep that night wondering if she would 
ever get to feel a stiff cock inside her. 

She woke around seven o'clock Saturday morning, bathed 
and washed her hair. While drying her hair, Crystal's 
mother walked into the bathroom. Finding her daughter 
standing nude she said, "Crystal, you should cover up, 
what if your father were to walk in and find you in 
like that?" 

Around the house, Crystal and her father were never 
modest in front of each other. In fact, she was often 
nude in front of him, and she saw him nude several 
times a week. Even with such openness, Crystal had 
never experienced any sexual contact from her father.

"Mom, dad has seen me without clothes since I was a 
little baby. Besides, he was just in here when I was 
getting out of the tub." Crystal smiled; it gave her a 
curious pleasure to tell this to her mother. "What is 
it you want, mom?" 

"Your father and I, are going to visit your Aunt Janice 
and Uncle Peter, and will stay over night; will you be 
okay by yourself?" 

"Yes, when are you planning on leaving, mom?"

"Just as soon as your father is ready, so in a few 
minutes." 

Her mother left the bathroom and as Crystal resumed 
drying her hair, her father walked in. "Hi baby, did 
your mother tell you we were leaving to visit your Aunt 
Janice?" 

"Yeah, so you and mom have a good time. OK?" 

Crystal saw that her father was looking at her, the 
same as he had when she was getting out of the tub. 
This time though, he was looking at her 32-A cup 
breasts and her hard nipples, the size of a No. 2 
pencil eraser. She noticed his eyes drift down to view 
the small thatch of light-brown hair crowning the top 
of her sex. 

"I wonder what dad thinks when he sees me nude. Could 
it be that seeing daddy's little girl in the buff, 
gives him ideas?" Crystal asked herself. To her 
surprise, for the first time ever since seeing her 
nude, he spoke about her body. "You have very nice 
legs; I guess I've never noticed them until now." 

Crystal smiled, "Thank you, daddy." 

She looked at her father, put down the hair dryer and 
hugged him. "Daddy, do you think I'm attractive? I 
mean, - I'm unsure about up here," pointing to her 
breasts. Reaching her hand down and touching her maiden 
hair, she added, "And, I have very little hair down 
here. I don't know if boys like lots of hair or no 
hair. Some of my girl friends shave their pubes. Tell 
me the truth, daddy." 

"Crystal, honey, you're embarrassing me, and your 
mother just gave me heck for the millionth time about 
seeing you naked." He hugged his daughter in a fatherly 
way, just as he had done since she was a little girl. 
He looked at the lovely girl's nudity and told her, 
"You look perfect all over. You always have, ever since 
the day I helped bring you into the world." Teasingly, 
with the back of his hand he slapped her round hips. 
Smiling, he said, "We'll see you tomorrow afternoon, 
and here’s a couple of twenty dollar bills. There’s 
more in the jar in the kitchen cabinet if you need 
them. Bye." 

Crystal finished her hair and turned to look at herself 
in the full length mirror. Studying her breasts, she 
wondered why fate handed out size 32-A to her. The 
other girls she knew had breasts that were 34 or 36 B 
or C cups, then there was Marty Hendron, who all the 
girls were jealous over. Marty had been blessed with 
38-D breasts. 


Chapter 2 


Crystal put on a mid-thigh skirt, a full skirt with 
ruffles draping from her rounded hips. Shortly after 
9:00 A.M. she put her small purse in the right pocket 
of her skirt and left the house. She had decided to 
have breakfast at Jake's Diner, one of those places 
that resemble a stainless steel railroad car. Crystal 
walked slowly, reflecting more on the previous night. 
She concluded that she was wise to resist the 
temptation to go with Jean and the boys. She vowed to 
herself that she would keep her resolve. 

Walking along the sidewalk, Crystal stepped off the 
curb and saw someone had dropped their billfold. 
Picking it up, she saw it was a man's billfold and 
noted that it belonged to her minister, Reverend Jerry 
Densmore. Curiosity led the teenager to count the money 
in the billfold. There were three one-hundred dollar 
bills, four fifties, and four twenties: a total of 
five-hundred and eighty dollars. 

Putting the billfold in her left skirt pocket, she 
wondered if Reverend Densmore needed that much money in 
his billfold because tomorrow is Sunday. Thinking about 
him, she remembered that his wife, Margaret, had passed 
away last February on Valentine's Day. She decided to 
bring the billfold to him after she finished breakfast. 
It was on her way home and he lived near her house. 

Entering Jake's, Crystal sat on a stool at the counter. 
She ordered two eggs over easy with ham and biscuits. 
Just as Deanna, the waitress started to walk away, 
Crystal had an after thought and asked for a cup of 
coffee. Smiling to herself, Crystal knew this was a 
major event in her life, she was going to have her 
first cup of coffee; black coffee, the way her father 
liked it. 

She picked up the newspaper lying next to her and began 
to read it. This too, was something she had never done 
before, except to read the paper for a school 
assignment. "I must be getting older, drinking black 
coffee and reading a newspaper at a restaurant counter 
like a bunch of old men," she thought.

Just before her breakfast arrived, Crystal felt someone 
tapping her arm. It was a man whom she recognized but 
didn't know personally. She thought his name was John 
Miller, who owned a large farm about 10-miles out of 
town. "Yes, may I help you," Crystal asked in her 
normally pleasant voice?

"Just wondered if you could share your paper, Miss 
Johnson. You are Todd's daughter, aren't you?" the man 
asked her.

"Yes, you know my father?"

"Sure do, we went to school together, but I was about a 
dozen years before him, in the first grade," he said, 
smiling at his own joke.

"Why, Mr. Miller, that means you're somewhere around 
fifty, and I’d have guessed you were younger than 
daddy," Crystal laughingly responded.

"Deanna, give me this cute thing's check. Heck, I might 
just have to ask her out, now that I'm an old widower." 
John smiled and told Crystal, "Actually, I’ll be forty-
seven next month, so I guess that makes me too old for 
you."

"Oh, I don't know, maybe I like older men," Crystal 
replied. 

Over breakfast, Crystal enjoyed speaking with Mr. 
Miller. Several other men, friends of his, were also 
sitting at the counter. After a while, Mr. Pittman, a 
man who visited her father once in a while, asked, 
"Guys, what say we move to the tables, now that they're 
open?" With that, the men all got up and scooted the 
tables and chairs together so they could all sit 
together. 

It was a normal Saturday morning ritual for these 10 
men to have their coffee and breakfast together. Today, 
however, John Miller said to his cronies, "I ain't 
moving if my girlfriend, Crystal Johnson, isn't joining 
us. You guys know her daddy, Todd." As he spoke, he 
picked up her plate and told Crystal to bring her 
coffee, while he set her plate down next to his own.

The other men all told John Miller her daddy would have 
his scalp. Mr. Pittman said, "It won't be his scalp, 
it’ll be that little thing that dangles." The men all 
busted up laughing and Crystal felt her face turning 
red, encouraging the men to tease her. 

Mr. Miller looked at Crystal and patting her hand 
asked, "Have you ever seen so many jealous old men in 
your life honey? But from now on you call me John." 

"Okay, John, but I don't want to interrupt your morning 
get-together, I'll just sit at the counter."

"No way," a man Crystal recognized as Brett Shaw said, 
"we haven't had such a pretty girl join our group ever. 
From now on, you're to be a part of our group, right, 
guys?" The group responded with a unanimous "Yes!" and 
Crystal's beaming smile was enough to seal the deal. 
Never before had anyone made her feel more accepted and 
warm and happy inside.

For the next hour, the men all laughed and spoke about 
what was going on in the world. A prime topic was the 
war in the "damn desert" where our boys are dying for 
no reason. Several times, someone mentioned Crystal's 
father, and she soon realized that all the men thought 
well of her daddy. 

When they all decided to leave, John asked Crystal if 
she would like a ride home. "Actually, I need to go see 
Reverend Densmore. I found his billfold earlier this 
morning," replied Crystal. She told John how much money 
was in the wallet.

"You're just like your daddy. I’ll tell you this, there 
aren't many kids, or even adults that would return that 
much money to whoever lost it; the preacher’s lucky you 
found the money." John told Crystal, "Come on, I'll 
give you a ride over to the preacher's house." 

When they got to Reverend Densmore's house, Crystal 
asked John to walk to the house with her. When the door 
opened, Reverend Densmore recognized them both and 
jokingly asked, "what brings you two to my house, are 
you wanting to get married?"

Paying back the humor, John responded, "First I need to 
see your driver's license, Reverend." 

They both watched him reach into his back pocket. Not 
finding it there, he said, "Guess I left it on the 
counter at Jake's, but why do you need to see my 
driver's license?" 

"Because this pretty young lady found it on the street, 
and wants to return it," John replied. 

After giving back the billfold, they said goodbye and 
walked to John's pickup truck. "You should have taken 
the reward the preacher offered, he wanted to thank you 
for being so honest." 

"Mr. Miller, I mean John - his thanks were sincere. 
That was enough of a reward, don't you think?" 

"Sure, if you do. If you want me to drop you off at 
home, I'll stop and visit with your father for a 
while."

"Dad isn't home, he and mom went to visit my Aunt 
Janice and won't be home ‘til tomorrow afternoon."

"You're home by yourself? Well if you want, I'd be 
honored to treat you to dinner this evening for being 
so honest. How about I pick you up around six o'clock? 
Or maybe you already have a date, as cute as you are."

"No date, but you don't need to take me to dinner, 
John. Although, if you really wish to, I won’t refuse. 
In fact, I’d like that," Crystal replied.

They said nothing more until they were near Crystal's 
house. She asked, "John, what did your wife die of?"

Knowing the young girl was not being nosey, but simple 
being kind, John replied, "Cancer, honey, and I sure 
miss her."

As John stopped in front of her house, Crystal turned 
to face him. She wasn't aware that her skirt had ridden 
up her legs. John saw that her panties were visible, 
but she evidently didn't realize what she was 
displaying. "Damn, sure wish I was younger," John 
thought to himself, "that girl has some great legs, all 
the way up to those cute green panties."

"Where are we going to eat this evening, I want to know 
what to wear on our date?" Crystal asked.

"Maybe we'll drive over to the capital, and eat in the 
Japanese restaurant where you sit on the floor, and 
they cook in front of you. Would like that, Crystal?" 

"Yeah, I've never been there, that would be wonderful, 
John." In her excitement, Crystal moved in a way that 
caused her dress to bunch up around her waist. She was 
completely unaware of how exposed she was. "I'll wear 
something nice, just for you. And John, maybe we 
shouldn't tell anyone, my parents might be upset."

"No problem," John's eyes were still fixed on the young 
girls legs. He could see a few hairs peeking out from 
the side of her panties. 

John thought for a moment, then asked Crystal, "How 
about I pick you up at five o'clock, it’ll take over an 
hour to reach the restaurant?" His eyes dropped down 
once more, and still those green panties were 
displayed. John knew the girl was so innocent that she 
wasn't aware that she was allowing her body to be 
displayed.

Looking at John as she answered him, Crystal became 
aware that she was exposing herself and she blushed. 
"That will be fine, and I'm sorry, I... uh... didn't 
think the way I was seated was allowing my thi... I 
mean my legs to be uncovered." Pulling her skirt down, 
Crystal wondered how much of her legs, John had viewed. 
She patted his arm, telling him, "I'll even wear heels, 
as I guess you’ll be in a suit." 

Opening the door of the pickup, Crystal stepped down, 
and looking back into the truck, said, "See you at 
five, and thanks for the ride."

"No problem, it was my pleasure." John wondered if he 
had said the wrong thing. He hoped the girl wouldn’t 
think he was referencing her uncovered legs. 

Back home, Crystal’s first task was to decide what to 
wear for the evening. She took several dresses from the 
closet and held each in front of her. Eventually, a 
light pink summer dress proved to be the best. Crystal 
slipped the pink dress over her body and put on her 
three-inch heels. Standing in front of her full length 
mirror, she saw that the dress was not quite down to 
the middle of her legs. Knowing this would allow her 
shapely legs to be seen, she thought, "John, I hope you 
like this dress as much as you enjoyed looking up my 
skirt." 

Crystal decided to shop for a new bra and panties. On 
her way to the small shopping area in town, she thought 
of how much fun it was speaking with the men in the 
restaurant, and especially with John. "Gee, I get a 
date and it’s with a man older than my father."

In the small department store, Crystal found a pink 
lacy bra in her size and a pair of lace panties the 
same color. At the cosmetics counter, she selected nail 
polish that matched the color of the panties and bra. 
After choosing some perfume to put on before dinner, 
she went to the checkout counter.

She decided to stop at Jake's for a soda, as she had 
plenty of time to get ready. Once there, she sat at the 
counter, and read the newspaper while drinking her 
soda. Just as she was about to leave, Susan Anderson 
sat next to her. "What’re you up to, Crystal, been 
shopping?" Susan asked. 

"Kind of, but just some underwear and cosmetics. I 
haven't bought any for a while," she told her closest 
friend. Crystal decided not to mention about going to 
dinner with John Miller this evening.

"Babe, you should have come with me and Bob to the 
quarry last night." Whispering to Crystal, Susan told 
her, "Wow, he does it better than anyone I’ve ever been 
with. He did me twice and went down on me after that." 
Susan told her friend, "Crystal, you need to let some 
guy do you, sex is great."

"You know, Tony wants to pop your cherry. He's the one 
that got mine. Bob's is bigger, but you’d like doing it 
with Tony."

"Susan, maybe I'll have sex tonight, would that make 
you happy, girlfriend?" She asked her friend. The two 
girls chatted for another ten minutes before leaving 
their separate ways. 

Crystal unwrapped her purchases and lay them out on her 
bed with the dress from the closet. She undressed for 
her bath and when naked, felt an excitement unlike any 
she had ever felt before. She had a dinner date with 
someone 10-years-older than her father, and it made her 
feel giddy. 

In the bathroom, Crystal turned on the water to fill 
the tub. She poured bubble-bath into the flowing water, 
and eased her body into the hot water. 

Leaning back in the tub, she wondered why she bought 
the new bra and panties. She thought to herself, 
"Surely, I can't be planning on an older man seeing me 
in my underwear. Will I end up being nude with him? 
Yet, why did I buy a new bra and panties, nail polish 
to match my panties, and even perfume, unless it was to 
entice the man?" she reasoned.

Washing her small breasts, Crystal wondered if men 
really enjoyed large breasts, and why. Susan had told 
her that Bob sometimes put his thing between hers. She 
said that he then worked it back and forth until he 
shot his stuff all over her face, neck and chest. Are 
mine big enough for a man to do that, she wondered? 

When she washed between her legs, her fingers moved 
over her sex and she felt the sensations that she 
always resisted. Despite the temptation, Crystal had 
never masturbated. She felt strange about having sexual 
activity with herself. But she knew that jacking-off 
would provide release, and the frustration agitated her 
deeply. Crystal stood, turned on the shower and rinsed 
the bubbles from her body.

Once more, she dried and examined herself before the 
full length mirror. Her breasts were firm and jutted 
out from her body. The nipples were small, as if they 
didn't want to overshadow the breast and the areolas 
they capped. Patting the towel on her maiden hair, 
Crystal saw hers was sparse, and only covered a small 
area above her vulva. The hair guarding the fatty mons 
of her sex, only grew a short way down her labia, less 
than an inch, and it too was thin.

Holding her legs open, Crystal looked between them to 
see what her sex looked like. With a hand mirror held 
between her legs, she saw the lips of her sex for the 
first time. Using the fingers of her free hand to pull 
the lips open, she saw a small set of lips. She pulled 
these lips apart and looked up into her sexual opening. 
The view astonished her and she was awed by her own 
inner body. The color is so pink, almost red but not 
quite.

From her activity before the mirror, it dawned on 
Crystal why men wanted to invade a woman's body. The 
female's sex is truly beautiful. When she allowed her 
finger to lightly touch inside her sex, the image in 
the mirror showed how a man would place himself inside 
a woman. Crystal wondered if Susan and the other girls 
were right, let sex be enjoyed. 

Lazily, Crystal dressed and, knowing she should wear 
hose to a nice restaurant, decided to wear thigh-highs. 
Picking up her panties and pulling them up her legs and 
over her hips, she thought they were the most beautiful 
she had ever worn. She slipped on the bra, noting that 
the lace allowed the color of her areolas and nipples 
to show through. She pulled her panties out from her 
waist and sprayed perfume on her maiden hair and her 
sex.

Crystal eased the dress over her body and slipped the 
thigh-highs up her legs. The elastic lace tops were 
nearly to her panties, but were covered by her dress 
hemline. Looking in the mirror, she saw that her legs 
were nearly half exposed below the bottom of her dress. 

She smiled as she recalled her father telling her that 
her legs were the best he’d ever seen. But then she 
asked herself, "Will John find them attractive? What 
did he think earlier, when he must have seen all of me 
beneath my dress?" Her reflection in the mirror showed 
her face to be flushed in embarrassment. 

It was still another half-hour before John was due to 
arrive, but as she walked into the living room to wait 
for her "date" she heard the doorbell ring. Opening the 
door, she saw John dressed in a dark suit. He asked, 
"Ready charming lady?"

John and Crystal walked fast to his car, as if they 
didn't want the neighbors to see them leaving together. 
During the drive to the restaurant, Crystal enjoyed 
speaking with the older man and when they reached the 
restaurant, she was surprised when he opened her door 
for her. Swinging her legs from the car, she was 
careful to keep them together so he couldn’t look up 
her dress.

The restaurant had a waiting list of approximately 30-
minutes. To pass the time, they went into the lounge 
and took a table near the far corner. John ordered a 
bourbon-coke and Crystal asked for a diet soda. He 
looked at the young girl and wondered why she agreed to 
have dinner with him. "Tell me, Crystal, why did you 
decide to come with me tonight, especially as I'm 
older?"

"No real reason, I just wanted to have a good time. 
Knowing I’d be home alone, and having enjoyed speaking 
with you today, I thought it would be fun." Smiling at 
her dinner partner, Crystal asked, "Are you 
disappointed, John, and sorry to be seen with someone 
my age?" 

"Just the opposite, I’m delighted to be seen with such 
an attractive young lady. And, I must say you look 
exceptionally nice." 

As he sipped his cocktail, John looked at the way the 
dress fit across Crystal's breast. He noted how the v-
shape of the top allowed a hint of her small breasts to 
show. There was no doubt in John's mind that the bra 
she was wearing was made with pushup material. When 
John helped her into his car, he'd seen the lace 
material across the top of the bra, but the tops of her 
breasts were not completely covered with the material.

They were escorted to their table and removed their 
shoes as they entered the dining area. When the pretty 
girl lifted her foot to remove her shoes, John saw the 
lace tops of her stockings. He wished he could have 
viewed more. John held Crystal's hand to steady her as 
she sat on the cushion on the floor. She positioned her 
legs to fit under the low table. Crystal looked up at 
John and knew that the way she folded her legs let him 
see all the way up under her dress.

The table was seated with six couples including Crystal 
and John. The chef stood in the sunken center of the 
eating area. After each person had placed their order, 
the food was brought to the chef and he performed the 
ritual of chopping the food as he cooked. Each of the 
women, at the table, had one shrimp flipped onto their 
plate from where the oriental chef was cooking the 
meals. Finally, the meals were put on hot metal dishes 
and placed in front of each diner. 

"Crystal," John asked his dinner partner, "What say we 
eat with the chop sticks?" 

"I've never eaten with them, and you will need to show 
me how." 

After showing Crystal how to hold the wooden eating 
devices, John watched as she finally mastered them well 
enough to eat some of her meal. John smiled and told 
Crystal, "Maybe we better practice using these long 
tooth picks before eating with them again, let’s use 
our forks." 

"You do it well, John, where did you learn to eat with 
them?" 

"When I was in the military, I served in Vietnam and 
Japan. My buddies and I ate with them all the time. 
Since then, I've always enjoyed using them. We just 
need to do this more often Crystal, until you totally 
get the hang of it."

The lady seated next to Crystal asked her, "Is this the 
first time you and your father have eaten here?" John 
felt awkward thinking he needed to answer the woman to 
keep Crystal from being embarrassed. But before he 
could, Crystal spoke up and her reply surprised 
everyone at the table, but John most of all.

With sarcasm, Crystal responded in a chilly voice, "Oh, 
he isn't my father, John is my future husband, we’re to 
be married next month, madam." 

John wanted to bust up laughing, but held himself in 
check. He knew from the tone of Crystal's voice, the 
word madam was not meant to reflect a lady of 
refinement. When the woman looked at Crystal, she 
continued her response.

"Ma'am, my future husband is a wealthy land owner. It 
has always been our practice to keep the property in 
the family, that’s why I'm marrying my first cousin." 
Crystal commenced laughing, reached over and lightly 
patted John's hand and said, "Grandfather, should I 
apologize to the nice lady?"

For a moment, the other five couples said nothing, then 
they all broke out laughing at the same time. The rest 
of the meal found everyone enjoying each others company 
and Crystal was the center of attention. One of the 
men, looked at John and told him, "Your granddaughter 
seems extremely well versed and you must be proud of 
her." 

Crystal shared her mandarin orange cake with John, 
while he allowed her to sample iced plums, served over 
a lemon cake. They enjoyed the deserts while having a 
cup of green tea. 

In the restaurant parking lot after eating, John looked 
at the clock on the dash and asked, “it's only a little 
past 8:30, what would you like to do?" He was surprised 
when she answered, "I’d like to go to a nice place 
where we can listen to good music, relax, and perhaps 
you can enjoy another cocktail." 

John saw a Westin Hotel near the freeway and noticed 
that the hotel sign said, "Live Music." Pointing to it, 
he asked Crystal, "Would that be okay? I'm not certain 
what type of music they have, but usually the larger 
hotels have easy listening music."

"Yes, can we go there, John, I've often thought I would 
enjoy that kind of place. A couple of times when I've 
been on vacation with dad and mom, we stayed in hotels. 
I always wanted to sit in the bar with my parents but 
they wouldn't allow me. They said I was too young."

They entered the hotel and went into the lounge. The 
music consisted of a piano player, a man on drums and a 
woman playing saxophone. They sat near the band, 
ordered drinks and enjoyed the music for a couple of 
hours. While seated with John, a funny idea passed 
through Crystal's mind, and in a nervous voice she 
asked, "John, can we get a room and spend the night?"

The question surprised John, but he assumed that the 
girl wanted a room for him and one for herself. "If 
you’d like that, Crystal, I’ll go see about getting us 
each a room. Give me a few minutes," John said as he 
stood up to walk to the front desk. 

"John, only one room," Crystal said in a voice so 
softly, John wasn't certain he was hearing the girl's 
comments.

Sitting back down, John saw a look of assurance on 
Crystal's face, but as he took her hand in his, he felt 
her hand trembling slightly. "Honey, are you aware of 
what you're saying, what about your parents, what if 
they found out, we live in a small community?" 

"Yes, I know."

"Crystal, answer me truthfully, are you still a virgin? 
And if so, why are you offering me the right to sleep 
with you? Or, do you only want to spend the night 
without having any personal action between us?"

"I'm, yes, I'm a virgin, but I want to be with you, 
John."

John listened as the pretty girl told him, “I guess 
today has made me realize I want something that I’ve 
always denied myself, because the young guys always 
made sex seem cheap." Smiling, Crystal reached out and 
touched John's hand. Speaking softly, she said, "Get us 
a room, or a suite if they’re not too expensive?"

John went to the front desk, got a suite and returned 
to the lounge where Crystal was waiting. As he walked 
back to the lounge, he wondered what would happen if 
the girl's father found out. There was no doubt it 
would end their friendship. But he understood that 
Crystal would never inform anyone what they’d done. He 
wondered what her real purpose was in wanting to sleep 
with him. 

For another few minutes, they continued listening to 
the music. Crystal broke the spell by asking, "Shall we 
go to our room?"

John stood up, offered his hand to Crystal and they 
walked together to the elevator. They got off on the 
top floor and walked down the corridor to their suite. 
When John opened the door, Crystal stood back. Thinking 
she had changed her mind, he asked, "Having second 
thoughts? That’s okay." 

"No, I want you to carry me over the threshold."

Crystal smiled at John and added, "I know that's being 
romantic, but you make me feel that way."

Picking the small girl up in his arms, he remembered 
having done the same thing when he and his departed 
wife had married. Now he wondered if this girl really 
understood what it meant to have invited him to take 
her to bed. 

As they entered the suite, they both saw how much it 
was like being at home. There was a full size bar just 
inside the entrance and the living room was set up with 
a full size dinning room. Off to one side was a kitchen 
and there was a large bathroom with a sauna. As John 
carried the girl into the bedroom, he could see that it 
was larger than his at home.

"We could live here forever. Oh John, the place is 
wonderful, it must be very expensive. Can we go back to 
the living room and, would you make me a cocktail from 
the bar?" 

"That should be no problem, after all we’re not going 
anywhere. Come help me."

Walking to the bar, John handed the ice bucket to 
Crystal and asked her to find some ice. When she 
returned with the ice, he asked, "What would you like 
to drink?"

”I have no idea, I've never tasted alcohol and I don't 
know one drink from the other. Make me a drink you 
think will taste good to me. And, oh yes, my father 
always drinks a double, so that’s what I'll have." 

John fixed a screw driver for Crystal and they carried 
their drinks into the living room. Crystal sat on the 
sofa, while John chose the large chair across from her. 
She turned on the television and found an old black and 
white movie. While they sat and talked with each other, 
Crystal pulled her legs up under herself. John saw that 
her legs were truly shapely and for a brief moment, he 
saw the lace tops of the stockings but was unable to 
see above the lace.

"Guess I'm not a drinker, I don't taste anything but 
the orange juice, but thanks for letting me have my 
first drink." Crystal said as she started to drink the 
screwdriver.

When the alcohol started to take effect, she told John, 
"All of this is so different for me. I feel happy and a 
bit silly at the same time." Smiling at the man seated 
across from her, Crystal continued, "I've never allowed 
anyone to know my personal feelings, but I guess the 
drink makes me want to tell you all about me." 

For the next several minutes, the young girl told John 
how she never allowed a boy touch her body, not even 
outside of her clothes. She described how the only male 
she had ever seen nude was her father, but he never 
laid a hand on her. Crystal spoke softly, "You know, my 
dad and I are very much alike and both of us are so 
separated from my mom. As wonderful as mom is, she and 
I aren't close." 

"How do you mean Crystal, everyone thinks you and your 
parents are a perfect family?"

"My mother, she's so protective of me. If she knew I 
was in this hotel room with a handsome man, she’d have 
a conniption fit and say I shouldn't do such things." 
John let Crystal continue to speak and he let his 
silence answer her. "John, my dad is so kind and sweet 
to me, and this morning before either of us were even 
dressed, he came into the bathroom to speak to me."

"One of the funniest things I’ve ever seen, is my 
father in the nude. His thing hangs down from his body 
and jiggles as he walks." Crystal told John. "John, my 
dad allows me to ask him just about anything, and he 
never lectures me about boys the way mom does." 

When she paused a moment to consider what to say next, 
John had to laugh at how she described seeing her 
father in the nude.

Crystal pulled her legs up and let the soles of her 
feet rest on the edge of the sofa seat. She wrapped her 
arms around her legs and leaned forward as she 
continued speaking. John couldn’t see her body or 
between her legs, but he was stimulated by the way she 
was sitting. Crystal had no idea how provocative her 
pose was.

"When you asked me to come with you tonight, I was 
thrilled with the idea of having a date with someone 
who’s not always trying to attack me." Crystal shifted 
her position, unintentionally letting John see the pink 
lace of her panties and giving him a better view of her 
legs.

"John, once my dad and I discussed what I should do 
when I found a boy I liked. He said that if I wished to 
go all the way, I should keep it private." Crystal 
spoke of how the guys always got mad at her because she 
wouldn't let them go all the way.

Suddenly, Crystal stood up. John looked on in complete 
surprise as she allowed her dress to fall down over her 
body and settle around her feet. Looking intently into 
his eyes she said, "Now I’ve finally found someone. 
John, please come here so I’ll know you want me too. 
This is as brave as I can get, but..."

Standing in her new bra, panties and thigh-high 
stockings, the heels she wore presented her legs in a 
most desirable way. Slowly, John rose and looked across 
the room at the image before him. The sight of this 
lovely girl offering herself to him, brought his 
desires to a level he hadn't known for many years. 

Just as he started to walk over to take Crystal in his 
arms, she spoke in a voice so low he could barely hear 
her. "I'm a virgin and no one has ever touched me. 
Other than my father, I've never been seen by a man. 
John, be gentle with me." 

Walking slowly to where Crystal was standing, he 
reached out to her and said, "Honey, are you sure about 
what you’re doing, we don't need to have sex."

"Let me feel you hugging me, but first, would you 
undress and let me look at you?" 

Crystal watched John remove his suit coat, tie and 
shirt. Her eyes savored his every movement as he 
removed his shoes and slacks. When he stood before her 
in his shorts, the sight of the outline of his manhood 
gave her a tingling sensation in her sex. Finally, the 
older man pushed his shorts down. 

Crystal hadn't been prepared to see that his penis was 
almost twice the size of her father's. When John stood 
straight once more, Crystal could see that the older 
man was in perfect condition, his arms and legs were 
muscular and even his chest and stomach was flat.

As he moved toward her, Crystal watched his manhood 
become erect and no longer doubted that he wanted her. 
She told him, "I’d like you to remove my bra and 
panties. I want to feel your hands on me and I want to 
be naked with you." 

Taking Crystal in his arms, John’s penis pressed 
against the nearly nude form of the young girl. As he 
reached out to unfasten her bra, she told him, "I 
bought my bra and panties today after we decided to 
have dinner together. They’re just for you and you may 
keep them if you wish."

John now understood that although she might be an 18-
year-old virgin, she had planned all along to let him 
see her in the new lingerie. He wondered if it was 
possible that they each wanted the other from the 
moment they met. 

"Crystal, your breasts are perfect," John said as 
removed her bra and stepped back.

John kneeled down and eased her lace panties from her 
body. Seeing a woman with such a thin covering of hair 
on her mons or lips was new to him. He thought she 
looked much like a girl just starting puberty. He 
reached behind her, took her buttocks in his hands and 
brushed his lips lightly across her navel and stomach. 
He kissed the hair over her mons and took some hairs 
into his mouth while savoring her fragrance. 

John’s lips explored the smooth, flat plain of 
Crystal's stomach. The muscles in her stomach tightened 
and released, as his lips showed homage to her body. He 
made a line of kisses on her body as he slowly stood. 
He stopped on her left breast and his tongue played 
over it while he sucked gently at the firm and pointed 
breast.

Only then, did Crystal speak. "John, you may do as you 
like with me. Your lips feel so warm and soft on me, it 
makes me want you more. You know what I . . ." 

John took Crystal's hand, led her to the bed and turned 
back the covers. She laid down, rolled onto her back 
and parted her legs. The sight of the small puffy lips 
of her sex excited John and he laid between her thighs. 
She looked at him with a beckoning smile and he 
wondered, "Should I make oral love to her, or let her 
experience sex first?”

When Crystal reached down and pulled him over her, he 
knew the answer. The kiss was tentative at first and 
John could sense the slight fear in her. She was about 
to change from a virgin to a woman and most of all, a 
woman in love. John felt her lips open and understood 
she was welcoming his tongue into her mouth. They 
kissed with passion, their tongues dueling as each 
entered the other’s mouth.

When their bodies first touched, they sensed an energy 
flowing between their sexes. When Crystal felt John's 
erection against her sexual lips, she shuddered and 
sobbed out, "Oh John, I felt a spark, as if electricity 
just passed through me. Oh Sweetheart, you feel so good 
against me."

"I know, I felt the same, a tingling sensation that 
feels so good. It's like nothing I've ever felt 
before."

Crystal felt the lips of her sex opening and thought 
about how she'd looked inside her sex this morning. Now 
she was about to experience a man’s firm penis enter 
her body. 

Nothing could have prepared her for the next feeling. 
The thick head of John’s erection pressed into her and 
she felt the resistance of her sex. Then, with a 
suddenness that took her by surprise, Crystal 
experienced the entry of John's penis past her small 
labium. The thick bulbous end had entered her sex 
almost as if it should have made a plopping sound.

"John, Darling, I feel you in me and want more. But the 
suddenness of your entry was shocking, can you wait a 
moment?" The thick round shape of what Crystal's 
friends called the head of a dick, had opened her wide. 
Having seen its size, she found it somewhat 
frightening. She guessed it was at least eight inches 
long and knew it must yet pass through her virginity.

Slowly, the feeling of having a man in her body became 
pleasant. When Crystal felt her hips wanting to move up 
under John, she knew she was ready to have him enter 
her fully and deeply. 

John sensed the slight raising of the virgin hips to 
meet his body. They seemed to push him up in the air, 
raising him for some unknown pleasure of Crystal’s. In 
a whisper, spoken so softly that it was almost unheard, 
Crystal made the gentle request, "John, my darling, you 
may have me now. I'm ready for you, but go slow."

John was completely surprised as Crystal's right hand 
moved between their bodies and lightly touched his 
erection. Her hand was soft as a baby's in the delicate 
touch it made, feeling what he knew she wanted to feel 
before it entered her body and captured her virginity. 

"You're hard and big, but I want you now. Love me, 
John, at least love me this time. Even if this is our 
only time, you will have given me the wonderful gift of 
womanhood." In a hushed voice, Crystal spoke six words 
that John knew would stay with him as long as he lived, 
"I love you, make me yours."

He drew his penis back until it was almost out of her. 
Crystal felt an emptiness and uttered, "Oh no, put it 
back." 

John began alternately working the head inside her and 
pulling it all the way out to rest in her puffy labia. 
Each time John pulled from her, Crystal would moan and 
raise her hips up to recapture the thick head, asking, 
"Oh darling, why are you taking away my pleasure, your 
thick head?"

The continuous teasing movement caused Crystal's sex to 
become wetter. With each stroke her vulva opened a 
little more and the head of his cock became better 
lubricated by her juices. He eased deeper inside her on 
each move into her tight pussy. Reaching his hands 
under the perfectly rounded hips of the virgin, John 
pulled her to him. The curved head struck easily 
against the thin piece of skin that separated the outer 
entrance of Crystal's sex from the wet narrow channel 
making up her cervix. 

"Uh, oh, John - easy darling, it’s going in. Ugh, it’s 
tearing me open, take me my lover. Yes John, take me - 
do it, don't make me wait." John eased his cock head 
steadily forward and believed he could feel the tearing 
of her hymen. Pulling back slightly, then easing 
forward, John made a sudden move that allowed him to 
enter the cervix as deep as his penis could reach.

"God, oh John, wait, just a moment, you're in me, 
Darling, it feels like you are in me up to my breast." 
Crystal still had her hand between their bodies. While 
John was entering her, she lay her hand flat over her 
sex keeping her fingers opened in a v-shape with his 
manhood between them. Crystal sobbed out such a sound 
of pleasure, it caught John off guard. "My love, I'm 
cumming, John, love me forever, I feel my body floating 
on clouds. Can you feel my sex gripping you? It’s so 
strong, oh my lover." 

During the time she was getting her first climax, John 
heard Crystal declare her love for him. She reached 
down to capture his hips and pulled him tightly against 
her body. Her hips pushed upward so hard that only her 
heels and shoulders were touching the mattress. 

John thought to himself, "She went off with just a 
couple of strokes in and out, not long after giving me 
her virginity." Crystal soon followed with another 
intense orgasm and, after no more than five minutes, 
John felt his semen splashing deep inside the girl's 
body.

After they both enjoyed going off, John rolled onto his 
back and pulled the young girl with him, wrapping his 
arms around her body. John rubbed his large hands over 
her smooth back and lovingly caressed her round hips. 
Looking up, he saw tears in her eyes, as her mouth 
closed over his. She kissed him with intense love and 
tenderness.

After a few minutes, John felt his semen and the red 
evidence of her lost cherry, easing from her sex and 
onto his body. 

"John, did I do it right, was it what you wanted? It 
was perfect for me and I'm so happy I waited. You were 
my first lover and it was the most wonderful moment of 
my life." Crystal whispered to him. 

They lay together blissfully for about an hour and made 
love again. For Crystal, the experiences were more than 
she could have ever imagined. Her second climax was 
even stronger than her first and it brought her to 
tears of joy once again. As she lay sobbing she asked, 
"Darling, you have truly given me your love. I feel it 
escaping from my sex. Oh John, will I get pregnant?"

"Oh boy, Crystal, I didn't consider that, I didn't use 
any protection. I'm sorry, but if you are I will make 
you my wife if you want that."

"Really?" Crystal smiled and told the man who had just 
taken her virginity, "I guess we should get married in 
the morning, as I'm pregnant, Daddy!" 

"If you know you're pregnant already, I will marry you 
tomorrow if you wish. But the decision is yours. Even 
if you're not having a baby growing in you right now, I 
still want to marry you tomorrow."

"John, can we really get married, but how? I’ll marry 
you - that you can take for fact!" 

"We can fly to Vegas tomorrow and get married, but we 
need to get your birth certificate first. If you want, 
we’ll make you a bride tomorrow." Thinking for a moment 
he added, "People will think you’re crazy marrying 
someone my age, especially your parents." 

"Make me your bride, I don't care what others think. 
You are the man I’ve waited for to make me a woman. 
You’ve sealed my love twice and I want to be with you 
forever."

They lay in each other's arms and fell asleep while 
speaking of what they’d shared. The next morning, 
Crystal woke around six and eased from the bed. She saw 
the evidence of their sexual encounter from the blood 
on the bedding and their bodies. Walking into the 
bathroom, Crystal washed the blood from her body and, 
looking in the mirror, saw the look of womanhood in her 
reflection. “Can I really see a difference in me, or is 
it my imagination?” She wondered. 

Crystal didn't want to wake John, so she used the 
washcloth to cleanse her body and applied fresh makeup. 
She sprayed on perfume so she’d have a wonderful aroma 
for John and fixed her hair. Looking in the mirror, 
Crystal knew she looked different. The man who said he 
would marry her had made her a woman. She walked into 
the living room, found her bra and panties and slipped 
them back on.

Crystal returned to the bedroom and sang a love song 
just loud enough to wake the man who had captured her 
virginity and her heart. As he awakened, he saw before 
him the freshly made up woman standing in her pink lacy 
bra and panties.

"Why are you up and why are you wearing the gift you 
gave me last night?"

"John, if we’re going to be married, you won't need 
them for a memory. Unless it happens to be right at 
this moment. If that’s the case, you need to follow me 
to the other room and seduce me." 

They walked into the other room and stood at the window 
to welcome the new day. John stood behind the lovely 
girl and wrapped his arms around her.

"You're truly a beautiful woman and you have honored me 
more than I could ever imagine, I love you, Crystal." 
He allowed his hands to rove over her breast, inside 
the back of her panties and tightly gripped her velvety 
rounded hips.

"Crystal, are you certain you won't get tired of an old 
man? Don’t worry about insulting me with your honesty. 
This is a very big step for you and I guess it is for 
me too." 

"No."

John led his young lover to the bed and had her sit on 
the edge. He kneeled between her thighs, pulled her bra 
up over one of her cone-shaped breasts and began to 
lick its nipple. After a few minutes, John stopped his 
oral stimulation and said, "You have the most unusual 
breasts, they're so pointed and firm; they feel almost 
solid."

"Do you really like them, John? They’re small, only a 
32-A cup." While she was speaking, the large man 
slipped her other breast from the bra. His lips closed 
over the small nipple and he sucked on the tiny 
projection.

Crystal wished she was able to produce milk for the 
gentle giant to enjoy. "Dear John, use your teeth to 
nip on my nipples. Oh yes, like that."

John lightly bit, the hardened and protruding nipple. 
He grazed his lips gently across the smooth skin of 
Crystal's stomach. After a few minutes, he slipped his 
fingers under the lace material covering Crystal's sex 
and eased it to one side. 

His fingers held her panties that way while he kissed 
the fatty mons over her sex. Placing his lips on her 
nearly hairless labia, John pressed his tongue between 
the puffy lips of her vulva. Slowly his mouth closed 
over her prepuce and his tongue flipped the small clit. 
Crystal announced her pleasure at receiving oral sex by 
moaning softly and rolling her hips. 

In her pleasure, Crystal repeatedly told John never to 
stop. When she sobbed out her release, John moved over 
her body and eased his erection into her welcoming sex. 
She hissed out her desire to be taken by letting out a 
long resounding, "Yesssssss, Yesssssss, oh John, 
Yesssssss!" Crystal climaxed once more and John filled 
her vagina with his semen. Exhausted, they lay together 
on the bed holding hands and simply looking at each 
other.

An hour later, they rose from the bed, showered, 
dressed and headed back home to Berksville. They went 
first to Crystal's home, where she got her birth 
certificate from her dresser drawer and packed a 
suitcase. Next, they drove to John's farm where he 
packed his bag and called his helper. His helper lived 
in a small home on the other side of the farm. John 
advised him that he would be gone for three days and 
needed him to care for things while he was away.

While flying to Las Vegas, they discussed what they 
wanted from their marriage. After they checked into 
Caesar's Palace, the hotel provided a limo for them to 
obtain their marriage license. 

Back at the casino, they shopped at the stores where 
John told his bride-to-be, "Pick out the dress you want 
for your wedding. And make sure to select an expensive 
one." By 6:00 P.M., they had exchanged their wedding 
vows. 

Before leaving home that morning, Crystal had left a 
note for her parents telling them she was getting 
married and would call them later. Now, as she 
nervously dialed home, she thought of how confused and 
upset they must be. 

Her mother cried and told her how inconsiderate she was 
and asked who it was that she married.

"Mom, put dad on the phone, I’m a married woman now and 
I don't want to be chastised by you on my wedding day."

"Hello Crystal, so who’s my new son-in-law?"

"Daddy, I married John Miller and before you say 
anything about his age, I want you to know that I love 
him."

"Honey, I want you to be happy. This is something of a 
surprise, but John is a good man and you couldn't have 
found someone any nicer." Crystal listened as her 
father told her, "I love you, so have fun and we will 
welcome John into our family when you return." 

Crystal and John were very happy together. The people 
of the community threw a wedding party for the couple. 
Crystal's mother spoke with the couple, but only in a 
chilled way, as she felt her daughter had been taken 
from her for sex only. 

The couple lived on John's large farm and try as they 
might, Crystal did not become pregnant. After an 
intensive medical review by her doctor and later by a 
specialist, Crystal learned that she would never bear a 
child.

One year later, Crystal had driven into Berksville to 
shop and to have lunch with her father at Jake's. They 
were enjoying lunch, when Deanna, the waitress, handed 
Crystal the remote phone. 

"Mrs. Miller, this is Deputy Sheriff Sam Walker. 
There’s been an accident and your husband is in the 
hospital."

Crystal was too upset to drive so her father drove her 
to the town's small hospital. Her father asked about 
John’s accident but Crystal said the deputy had not 
told her any details. 

When they arrived at the hospital, they were greeted by 
Sheriff Dusty Miller, John's brother. He informed them 
that John had evidently suffered a heart attack. 
"Crystal, I was visiting John and had been there a few 
minutes when John said he had a terrible pain in his 
chest and that his left arm hurt. I knew he was likely 
suffering a heart attack and called the ambulance. He 
was dead when the ambulance arrived here at the 
hospital." 

"No, not John, it can't be true, I just kissed him 
goodbye, only an hour ago."

Crystal was taken into the emergency room where her 
husband lay on the emergency room Gurney. In her grief, 
it took almost an hour for Crystal to compose herself, 
even with the support of her father and Sheriff Miller. 

Her father first took her to the local mortuary to make 
arrangements for John's funeral. After that, they went 
to Jake's to pick up her car. 

Bravely, she drove home alone. But, the minute she 
turned into the lane leading to the farm, her grief 
over the death of her wonderful husband overwhelmed 
her. She cried all the way to the stately old German 
style brick farm house.


Chapter 3


Three-months after the funeral, Crystal had recovered 
enough to take a vacation trip. She thought it would be 
nice to go on a cruise with her father and mother.

Crystal called her mother about the cruise but her 
mother cut her off after less than a minute. May told 
her, "Perhaps you should speak with your father. I'm 
sure he’ll be willing to travel with you but I don't 
wish to go along." 

On the day before Thanksgiving, Crystal and her father 
boarded the ocean cruiser where they had obtained a 
state room with two beds. The first night on the ship, 
they had a buffet supper and then went to one of the 
cocktail lounges to enjoy a cocktail.

"Daddy, will mom ever forgive me for marrying John?"

"I doubt she’ll ever find it in her heart to forgive 
you.”

“Crystal, there’s something I must tell you. Your 
mother and I are getting a divorce." Crystal listened 
as her father laid out his heart to her, describing how 
his marriage was over. She was surprised to learn that 
her mother had stopped having sex with him more than 
ten years earlier. The news hit Crystal hard when her 
father told her, "Your mother, is going to marry Russ 
Hardesty once the divorce is final." 

Crystal knew her mother would try to get the house and 
all she could in the divorce settlement. She wondered 
what her mother saw in Russ Hardesty, a man whose only 
accomplishment in life was drinking. Her female 
intuition told her that her mother had been seeing Mr. 
Hardesty for a long time. Crystal reasoned that there 
must be evidence in the house that could help her 
father in the divorce. She decided she would find a way 
to search the house when they returned home.

They left the lounge and took a leisurely walk on the 
ship’s deck until they came to a small bar near the 
swimming pool. While walking they decided to stop 
speaking of John's death or of the pending divorce. 
Instead, they would focus on more pleasant things.

For the next hour they discussed a broad range of 
topics. At one point, Crystal told her dad that she and 
John had once listed all the synonyms for the word 
penis and that "dick" was her favorite. They also 
discussed whether or not Crystal should keep the farm. 
Crystal said she thought about selling the large 
property, "Daddy, farming was something John enjoyed 
all his life. But I’ve only lived on the farm for a 
year and, I don't like being there alone." 

After they returned to their stateroom, Crystal removed 
her clothes in front of her father as she often did 
while she was growing up. She stepped into the bath and 
took a quick shower. After drying off, Crystal walked 
back into her room and lay naked on her bed.

Todd took his turn in the shower and turned off the 
lights except the one in the bath room. He too lay on 
his bed in the nude, except for the towel wrapped 
around his mid-section. While they lay on their 
separate beds watching television, Crystal fell asleep.

Crystal woke up having a nightmare about her dear 
beloved husband. Feeling upset by the dream, she rose 
from her bed and moved under the covers with her 
father. She told her father about her dream and asked, 
"Daddy, can I lay with you for a while?" 

When morning came, Crystal woke up next to her father. 
She remembered getting in bed with him, but now 
discovered that she was holding his erection in her 
hand. She was gripping it the same way she often did 
when waking with her husband. It never occurred to her 
to let go of it. In fact, she was unconsciously 
squeezing it gently.

Crystal couldn't believe how erect her father was. It 
wasn't as large as John’s but was about normal size. 
She and her father had often been nude in front of each 
other, but now she had just become the first to ever 
touch the other sexually. Crystal did not find the 
contact revolting but was comforted by it. She wondered 
why she never tried touching her father intimately 
while she was young, just to see what a man felt like. 

When Crystal felt desire welling up within her, she 
asked herself, "What would it be like if my father were 
to take me?" The thought raised her excitement higher 
than it had been for months. The tingling sensation in 
her sex rekindled memories of sex with John. And her 
hips began moving slightly back and forth as she lay on 
her side gripping her father's dick.

With her passions now fully aroused, Crystal debated 
within her mind, if she should masturbate for the first 
time to quell her needs. Unknowingly, she moved her 
left leg up over her father's and pressed her mons 
against his leg. The feeling of her now moist vulva 
pressing against her father's leg brought shivers of 
pleasure. She maintained the steady pulsations of her 
hips while continuing to stroke her father's erection. 

Crystal realized how much she missed John and his 
almost daily desire for sex. She was now far beyond any 
thoughts about masturbation but wanted only to feel her 
father inside her, regardless of the consequences. 
Crystal took her father’s balls in her hand and gently 
caressed their firm roundness. She resumed stroking his 
penis and was just starting to think about maybe taking 
his dick in her mouth when he awoke.

"Daddy, it’s okay, you can..."

Before she finished speaking, Crystal’s father eased 
her onto her back and crawled between her thighs. 
Looking into her eyes, he gently placed his erection 
into her body. Crystal still held her father's dick in 
her hand and directed it to her sexual opening. 
Becoming lubricated it in her slipperiness, it parted 
the puffy and delicate lips on each side of her 
womanhood. 

"Yes, oh daddy, I've wanted this all my life! You’re 
filling me. Daddy, you're only the second man ever to 
go inside me, oh yes, oh my yesssss." Her father’s dick 
inside her brought back memories of making love with 
her dear husband. She was letting down her climax 
within moments of her father’s first back and forth 
strokes in her cervix.

After he heard and felt his only child reach her 
climax, Todd continued to move forcefully deep into and 
out of her tightly gripping sex. Todd felt his 
daughter's thighs, sleek and strong alongside his body 
and he was amazed at how hard her hips bumped up from 
the bed to meet the thrusts of his body. “My god,” Todd 
thought, “she is so tight and . . .” 

“Oh Crystal, I’m starting to cum!” Todd cried out.

Hearing her father say he was cumming made Crystal so 
excited that it triggered her second orgasm. Crystal's 
sex gripped Todd so tightly that it felt as if he could 
pull her vagina completely out of her on his outward 
movements. It was the most incredible sensation he had 
ever experienced. It was as if her vagina was trying to 
keep him inside her forever. 

After separating from their joining, they lay on their 
sides looking into each other's eyes. Neither spoke, 
but their looks acknowledged that each had wished for 
this moment for years. Crystal reached out and took her 
father's wet and shrunken dick in her hand. She could 
feel his heartbeat in the half-erect stalk that had 
just given her two incredible climaxes.

Crystal spoke first, "You’re only the second man to 
ever touch me or to be touched by me." 

Her mind wandered briefly to thoughts of whether John 
had been, in some unknown way, a symbolic replacement 
for her father. She asked her father, "Daddy, why 
didn't you ever touch me, at least just a little, when 
I was young?"

"My dear daughter, it was the wrong time then because 
you needed to grow up normally. That way, you could 
make your own decisions about sex.”

“Others may think that what we have just done is wrong 
but, right or wrong, this was wonderful. Fate has now 
smiled on me." Pausing in his comment, he went on to 
tell Crystal, "You needn’t fret about us doing this 
again. I won't force myself on you in any way; I just 
want to thank you for allowing me to have sex for the 
first time in more than ten years." 

Crystal wondered why her father had never found another 
woman to ease his sexual needs. "Daddy, why did mom cut 
you off from being a husband, was it because she didn't 
like me? I always felt she was very cold to me."

"Perhaps, but I think she was afraid of becoming 
pregnant again. But I must say, what happened today has 
more than made up for my celibate life. I now 
understand why John was so pleased with you."

As he spoke, Todd felt his daughter once more stroking 
his erection. Within seconds, she pushed the covers 
from their bodies, moved down and engulfed his dick 
with her mouth. Unbeknown to Crystal, he was receiving 
oral sex for the first time in his life. Just a few 
weeks after turning forty, a woman's lips were moving 
up and down on his cock.

Crystal made love to his dick with her mouth. 
Playfully, she used her teeth to lightly bite the soft 
skin on the head of his cock. With just the head held 
between her lips, she ran the tip of her tongue in 
circles around it and into the slit at the end of his 
erection. Taking him deeper, she caressed the underside 
of his shaft with her tongue while gently pulsing her 
mouth. When the sensations took him to the height of 
ecstasy, he cried out, filling his daughter's mouth 
with semen. As he went off, he heard her gurgling to 
swallow his thick ejaculation. Crystal took him deep 
into her throat and was like a vacuum sucking all the 
juice from his sack of nuts.

Crystal rested her head on her father's stomach and 
looked in his eyes. His face beamed with the pleasure 
her oral love had given him. She was surprised when he 
told her that this was the first time he'd ever 
experienced oral sex. "My god! That was the most 
wonderful thing I’ve ever felt. Crystal, thank you, it 
was fantastic."

"Daddy, you mean mom never gave you a blow-job? Oh 
daddy, I was your first!" 

"Blow-job? Don’t you find that an insulting slang word, 
Crystal?" 

"Not at all. John loved hearing me tell him I wanted to 
give him a blow-job. And Daddy, I loved doing it to you 
and I loved swallowing your cum. It excites me to know 
it was your first time, it’s almost as if I got your 
virginity."

Slowly they drifted back to sleep and slept until 
nearly 10:00 A.M. Crystal woke to find her father had 
pulled a chair over near the bed and was sitting in it 
watching her. "What are you looking at daddy and why 
did you get out of bed?" 

"I'm sitting here watching my pretty daughter sleep so 
peacefully and admiring how beautiful you are." He 
moved his eyes up and down her body and watched Crystal 
part her legs, allowing him to see her lovely sex. 
"You're a tantalizing female animal; you know that 
don't you? You’re a wonton woman teasing me with your 
nudity." 

Feeling playful, Crystal asked, "Like my pussy, you 
incestuous man?" Then as she smiled and opened her 
thighs wider, she asked, "Daddy, would you like, no I 
should ask, do you want it again and again and again?"

"I should spank your butt for being so blatant but yes, 
if you ever offer me your lovely body again, I’ll be 
happy to accept."

"Daddy, I must ask you something personal that I’ve 
always wanted to know, does mom have much hair between 
her legs?"

"Your mother had less hair than you until she was 
nearly thirty. Then it grew in so thick that it spreads 
all the way across her stomach, from one hip to the 
other and grows thick along her lips."

"Thanks, come here and hug me, then let’s wash and go 
eat. Oh phew, I smell like S E X." 

Todd laid down next to Crystal and hugged her. "You’re 
right, we both smell earthy. Washing up might not fix 
it completely. You'd better spray on perfume before we 
leave and I’ll splash on some men’s cologne. If we 
don’t, the crew and everyone else will know what we’ve 
been doing."

"Daddy, what do you think about what we’ve done. I know 
it’s supposed to be wrong, but how do you feel about 
our father and daughter incestuous sex?" 

"I can describe it in two words, absolutely wonderful, 
or should I use the greatest slang word ever spoken, 
fucking great."

"You're terrible Mr. Todd Johnson but I agree, fucking 
great." 

They showered together and the small space had them 
constantly touching each other. After they stepped from 
the shower, Crystal took a towel and used it to dry her 
father. They dressed in casual clothing; Crystal wore a 
tailored blouse and shorts that fit her body perfectly 
and showed off her shapely legs. 

All day long, wherever they went, Todd saw the other 
men checking her out. It made him feel proud to think 
that they were wondering how such an older man got the 
hot young girl.

"Daddy, I want to lie out by the pool, do you wish to, 
also?" 

"No, but when you're ready, I’ll walk to the pool with 
you. Somewhere on the fan tail of the ship they have 
trap shooting, so I’ll check that out." 

Once more, Crystal undressed in front of her father. 
She slipped on a two-piece bathing suit that was 
nothing more than small pieces of material covering her 
sex. Crystal wore a wrap around her waist and the shoes 
she had on made her stand tall and erect with legs that 
looked perfect. 

Before he left the pool area, Todd watched his daughter 
bend over to spread her towel on the lounge chair. He 
was turned-on by the way Crystal's hips curved under 
where they joined her upper legs. Seeing his daughter 
reminded him of when her mother was young and they were 
first married. Thinking back, Todd realized that May 
had been cold almost from the beginning, long before 
she cut him off from sex 10-years ago.

Todd walked to the gift shop area of the cruise liner. 
In the first shop, he looked at several pieces of 
jewelry and selected a ring with a platinum band. The 
ring was set with six emeralds surrounding a single 1k 
yellow marquise diamond. Removing one of Crystal's 
rings from his pocket, he handed it to the sales clerk 
to see if the ring he was buying would fit his 
daughter's finger.

The ring was the exact size and after hearing the price 
of the ring, Todd handed the clerk his charge card. The 
ring cost nearly $5,000 and he hoped his daughter would 
enjoy it. After this he walked into the shop next door 
where he looked at the various formal gowns. He found a 
black topless one, selected it and asked the clerk to 
show him the most beautiful lingerie that she had.

The clerk led the way to where the panties were in the 
shop. "The dress has a built-in bra, so it won't be 
necessary to purchase a bra to wear with it,” She said. 
“You may want this style of panties. Thongs are the 
latest style and won’t show a panty-line under the 
sleek, form fitting gown." After looking at several 
panties, Todd picked out a couple of the thongs and 
four of what the clerk called French-cut. 

"Would you like hose also?" 

Todd recalled the ones with lace tops he had seen 
Crystal wearing. After he described them, the clerk 
showed him the thigh-highs and he took two pairs of 
them and a couple of pairs of pantyhose. The clerk 
asked if his wife knew he was shopping and he told her, 
"No, these are for my daughter. Her husband passed away 
earlier this year."

"She will love you for purchasing these and I assume 
she’s traveling with you. I can likely get both of you 
seats at the captain's table for dinner if you wish," 
the clerk said smiling. “He’s my brother."

"That would be wonderful and if my daughter should come 
in, charge anything she wants to my charge card."

"Your daughter is very lucky to have a father who 
purchases such lovely gifts for her." 

"Thank you. After losing her husband at twenty, I want 
her to enjoy the trip. Actually, she’s the one who 
purchased the tickets for the cruise." 

Todd spoke to the clerk for several minutes. He told 
her that Crystal was extremely wealthy, as she 
inherited a large farm from her former husband.

Todd asked if there was some way to place the ring box 
on the dress, so his daughter would find it when she 
unwrapped all the items he had purchased for her. 

"Mr. Johnson, may I suggest we pack it with the panties 
you purchased to go with the gown?" 

"Perfect, that would be excellent. You’ve been a great 
help." 

"Thank you and enjoy the cruise."

Todd carried the gifts to their stateroom and placed 
the packages on Crystal's bed. Smiling to himself, he 
wondered what she would say once she saw his gifts. 
Returning to the pool, Todd saw two young men, likely 
in their mid-twenties, speaking with his daughter. 
Arriving at the deck lounge where she was laying, he 
nearly busted up in laughter when Crystal said, "Hello 
my love, how did my darling husband find the trap 
shooting?"

"Mrs. Miller, I'm fine, are you about ready to get a 
bite to eat?" 

The two men saw that the man was old enough to be her 
father, but quickly exited when she called him her 
husband. 

"Mrs. Miller, you scared off a possible date or two by 
calling me your husband." 

Laughing, Crystal told how the two guys were coming on 
strong so she told them her husband was a national trap 
shooting gold medalist. They made it plain they wanted 
to take her to their cabin and make her happy. "Daddy, 
the one with the blonde hair kept telling me about the 
things he could do for me in his cabin. He refused to 
take no for an answer, so I whispered to both of them 
that only my husband had ever fucked me and it would 
always be that way." Crystal told her father, "You 
showed up just after I told them that." 

"Did you swim or just enjoy the sun?"

"No, I didn't want to get my hair wet, so I simply let 
the sun tan me." Crystal told her father, “I believe I 
got more sun than I wanted."

"You appear to have gotten a nice tan, are you ready to 
grab something to eat?" 

"What would you like to eat, daddy?" Crystal asked with 
a smile on her face.

"Mrs. Miller, you must have driven poor John crazy with 
such offers." 

"Perhaps, but I only meant food, honest. Don't you 
believe me, daddy?" 

"No, should I, you little pixie?" Todd asked his 
daughter, laughing at her comment. Others had been 
observing the body language between Todd and Crystal. 
From the look he was getting from other men, Todd 
figured they assuredly assumed he was not her daddy, 
but the attractive young girl's Sugar Daddy. It made 
him feel proud.

They entered the cafeteria for lunch where Crystal 
selected a salad and Todd got roast beef. Each had a 
cup of black coffee and they sat at a table near the 
center of the room. Todd told Crystal he had spoken to 
someone who would get them a seat at the captain's 
table for dinner.

"Then I’ll need to buy a couple more formal-dresses. 
I’ll shower to get the sun screen off so I can try on 
some clothes." Todd said nothing about his purchases 
and they finished eating. When they returned to the 
cabin, Crystal saw the packages and turned to see her 
father smiling at her.

Knowing the garment bag held a dress of some sort, 
Crystal unzipped it and took out the black evening 
gown. "Daddy, it’s beautiful, did you really get this 
for me?" She asked holding the evening dress up in 
front of her body.

Laying the dress on the bed, she unwrapped the package 
containing the hose. Picking up the box, Crystal untied 
the ribbon and removed the top. Lifting the tissue she 
saw the panties her father had purchased for her and 
then noticed the box containing the ring.

Crystal opened the small box and tears filled her eyes 
when she saw the diamond ring with emeralds surrounding 
the diamond. "Daddy, it’s - daddy, the ring is 
beautiful, you shouldn't have spent so much on me." 
Wrapping her arms around her father's neck, she kissed 
the side of his face and asked, "Daddy, I'm being 
serious, is this an engagement ring? Because even if we 
can never marry, I hope it is just that." 

The question caught Todd by surprise. He looked into 
her eyes and told her, "I hadn't thought of that. But 
Crystal, if that’s what you wish, then that’s what it 
is; even though we cannot marry or even act as such."

"Would you like me to model the items for you?"

"Later and if you wish we will go shopping for more 
clothing." 

Removing her bikini top and then the bottom, Todd 
looked at the nude form of his daughter and could see 
where the Sun light hadn't tanned her beautiful body. 
Crystal smiled when she saw her father looking at her 
so she walked over and hugged him. "No matter what 
happens, daddy, I will always save you a part in my 
heart." 

Stepping into the shower, Crystal felt an excitement in 
her sex and her fingers touched the female opening 
between her legs. Realizing her finger wasn't enough, 
she stepped from the shower and walked out to where her 
father was resting on the bed. Picking up the ring box, 
she handed it to her father, asking, "Would you like to 
slip the ring on my finger?" 

Taking the ring from the box, Todd eased it on his 
daughter's finger and when it was all the way on, he 
kissed the ring and finger.

The tingle in her sex was more pronounced than before 
and Crystal looked at her father and asked, "Please 
take me, I want to feel you inside my body. My pussy is 
so excited, I can hardly wait to feel you inside me."

Todd undressed quickly and went to where his daughter 
was laying on the bed. She spread her legs to welcome 
her father between her thighs. For perhaps three 
minutes, they made love to each other, climaxing 
together. "Daddy, it’s so good, you make me feel like a 
woman and we went off together again."

Once they had calmed down, they took a shower together 
and washed each other's bodies. They wiped each other 
dry and put on casual clothes. The slacks that Crystal 
wore fit her rounded hips well and showed their shape 
perfectly. After they were completely dressed, they 
combed their hair and headed out to shop.

While walking to the shops, Crystal remarked, "Daddy, I 
don't want to hurt your feelings, but John left me well 
off, so don't spend any more money on me, or I might 
have to cut you off."

When they entered the store where Todd had purchased 
the dress and lingerie, the clerk asked him, "Is this 
your charming daughter, she certainly is a beautiful 
woman." 

After looking at the dresses on the racks, Crystal 
picked out three to try on. When she asked her father 
to help her decide which one to purchase, he answered, 
"Why not take them all?" 

While Crystal was trying on the gowns, her father found 
a floor length skirt and several sequined tops on the 
racks. He took the black skirt and a top trimmed in 
green beads and sequins to the dressing room. Todd 
knocked lightly and told his daughter, "Crystal, I have 
one more for you to try on."

When Crystal opened the dressing room door to take the 
garments from her father, she was standing in only her 
panties and bra. Crystal could see the pleasure in her 
father’s face at seeing her in her underwear. "You 
enjoy making me happy, don't you daddy?" 

"Yes and you are truly a beautiful person."

"Want to see how beautiful?" As she asked, Crystal 
pulled the front of her panties down below her sex. 
Then she pulled her panties back in place and, taking 
the clothes he had in his hand, kissed his cheek. 
Crystal could see her father was embarrassed and she 
whispered, "Want to do the deed, right here and now, 
daddy?"

Reaching out with his free hand while handing the 
clothes to his daughter, he gently pinched her right 
breast right where the tiny nipple poked through the 
lace of her bra. Todd loved seeing the surprised look 
on his daughter's face and knew he had gotten even with 
her for teasing him. 

When she viewed herself in the three-sided dressing 
room mirror, Crystal saw how perfectly the formal 
slacks fit her hips and showed the rounds of her 
buttocks. She remembered wistfully how her ex-husband 
John had loved to kiss her hips while telling her, 
"Crystal, you have the perfect ass, truly made to 
kiss."

*

Crystal thought back to a time about nine or ten months 
ago, when she and John had been married six months. 
They had driven to the state capital to eat in the same 
Japanese restaurant and to stay in the same hotel room 
where they had their first date. 

That night, in their hotel suite, John kissed Crystal’s 
hips as he often did. But this time, he explored her 
with his tongue until he was riming her.

Crystal remembered that her beloved husband asked her, 
"Honey, I’d love to have anal sex with you, I want to 
feel your hips against me as I capture your last 
virginity." 

"Darling, do what you want but if it hurts too much, 
promise you will stop. I want to give my husband 
whatever he wants of me, I'm yours, John." 

They were on the sofa in the living room of the suite. 
Crystal kneeled before her husband and he eased the 
thick head of his penis into her sphincter muscle. For 
at least five minutes, Crystal felt him work his 
manhood against the small puckered ring until the head 
eased the tight muscle apart and slipped inside her 
anus. It was several minutes more before she felt John 
moving into the depths of her bowels. They both became 
lost in the unique pleasure anal sex was providing 
them. 

Suddenly, John cried out, "My god, Crystal, I'm cumming 
in your ass. Oh, Crystal, I love you." Crystal’s body 
jolted upward as John pulled her hips toward him as he 
unleashed his load of semen. The suddenness of the deep 
thrust and the sensation of her dear husband’s thick 
load of male juices filling her bowels made Crystal cry 
out. 

To Crystal, the feeling of having her rear opened and 
probed by her husband was without any sexual equivalent 
to any other experiences she had with her husband. The 
18-year-old bride knew she had allowed the ultimate 
taking of her body by her husband. While it may have 
been more exciting than having her hymen split, it was 
assuredly more painful and difficult.

*

Studying herself in the mirror and looking at her hips, 
Crystal wondered if her father would ever want to feel 
her hips against his groin as he took her anus. 

She left the dressing room and walked to where her 
father was speaking with Wanda, the sales clerk. When 
Wanda saw Crystal walking toward her, she knew that the 
slacks and top were perfect for her. "Perfect, you look 
so pretty, turn and let us see them from the back." 

Wanda spoke in honest admiration, "Your ass is perfect 
in those cocktail slacks." She apologized when she 
realized what she had just said.

“No need to apologize,” Todd said, "you’re certainly 
correct. Her hips will lead her into trouble if any man 
views her in those slacks." 

Crystal picked out some more of the Italian lingerie 
and paid for the dresses. Walking from the dress shop, 
Crystal spotted the store with the same name as on the 
ring box. Entering the store, her father said, “No more 
rings, the one you have on cost enough for me to buy a 
used pickup.”

"No Daddy, I want to buy something for you." Looking in 
the cases, she saw a watch and asked about it. The 
clerk, who recognized her father and the ring on her 
finger asked, "Happy with your father's gift to you?" 

For some reason, Crystal didn’t like this clerk and 
decided to return when someone else was on duty. She 
did get her father to look at the watch and, after he 
tried it on, he told Crystal it was too expensive for 
something with no other purpose than to tell what time 
of the day it was. 

That evening, Crystal decided to wear the dress her 
father had bought her. Before slipping it on, she asked 
her father to watch while she dressed. 

First, she slipped the thigh-high stockings up her legs 
and slipped her feet into the new heels she had 
purchased before leaving on the cruise. Picking up the 
panties her father had bought her, she sat on the edge 
of the bed to put them on and stood up to pull them 
over her hips. Slowly, Crystal turned so her father 
could view her completely and, seeing his interest 
peak, she smiled.

She stepped into the gown and eased it up over her 
hips. Holding the dress at her waist, she asked her 
father, "Daddy, come here before I cover my breast with 
the gown. Put your hands on my breasts, because all 
night this dress will be covering them. I want you to 
remember what this expensive gown you bought for me is 
covering." 

Todd felt her pointed and firm breasts, then bent 
forward to kiss and suck the tiny nipples that he found 
so enchanting. He wrapped the body of his daughter in 
his arms and said, "My god, woman, you're incredible, 
if only you weren't my daughter, I’d marry you." 

Pulling the gown up until it covered her breasts, she 
asked her father to zip it up the back and to fasten 
the hook-and-eye clasp. Now that she was dressed 
completely, she looked at her father in his tuxedo and 
said, "We need to have our wedding picture taken 
tonight. We must have it done and daddy, I'm your bride 
and there will never be another man touching me or 
feeling the grip of my thighs as long as you live."

"Honey, you're young and you need to find someone your 
age. We can enjoy our time on the cruise, but you 
should think of your future when we return to our lives 
at home." 

Looking into her father’s eyes, Crystal spoke with an 
exceptional tranquil serenity in her voice, as she 
informed him, "Daddy, I'm going to sell the farm and 
once you and mom are divorced, we’ll move to Hawaii, 
Australia, or wherever. Then we’ll live as husband and 
wife, at least between us and that’s final."

"Crystal, I'm honored but lost on how to reply to what 
you’re saying." 

While they walked to the dinning room, neither father 
nor daughter spoke, but their minds were thinking over 
everything they had experienced together.

For Todd, he remembered his daughter declaring that no 
other man would feel her thighs gripping him. He knew 
she was committing herself to have sex only with him. 
He thought about his knowledge of how her thighs felt 
against all areas of his body. Todd believed his 
daughter's skin was unique and there certainly was 
something delicious about the "meaty" portion of her 
legs. How could I have sex with my own daughter? Yet we 
have seen each other nude all our lives and perhaps 
this is simply the result of something planned by a 
supreme being. 

In Crystal’s mind, she was proud of walking with the 
man whom she had just felt touching her breast. 
Glancing at her hand, she looked at the ring. It was a 
ring that joined the two of them into a permanent and 
illicit relationship. Thinking of her father being her 
lover, gave her tingles in her sex and she knew that 
her body would always be her father's.

When she and her father were at the entrance of the 
dinning room, she asked "May I place my arm in yours 
and have my handsome man escort me to our table?" 

"Father, what shall I have for dessert this evening, a 
cream filled eclair?"

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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