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Dad's Quiet Weekend 
by Am101 (am101093@uid.onemain.com)

***

This is a simple story about father and daughter 
confronting issues long repressed. A cold night, a 
surprise visit and a beautiful awakening, all wrapped 
up in logic and love. It is fiction, from beginning to 
end. (MF, inc, ws)

***

I'm sitting on my couch, watching some TV, and 
thinking of the nice weekend I am about to have with 
no-one to bother me.

The wife has left for the weekend to take care of some 
matters in another state.

It is very cold winter time, so no one is about on the 
road. All the other houses are shuttered for the 
season, so things should be quiet for a couple of 
days.

I have the fridge stocked with juices, fruit, a new 
box of cereal, plenty of coffee, near beer, white wine 
in the fridge, red in the cupboard, popcorn, meat, 
veggies, and bread for sandwiches. My pill supply is 
good for a couple of weeks, and I am all set to stay 
put, and enjoy some solitude.

The weather is cold, but the house is toasty, and the 
fireplace is laid, just in case I feel the need for a 
fire's warmth.

I'm watching a program on TV about rebuilding a house 
for some people that had been ripped off by a 
contractor. It is not riveting TV, but it does wile 
away the time without the complications of news, 
politics, or social upheaval.

It is Friday night, about 9 PM and I am thinking about 
switching to the computer to check email, and maybe 
look at some Girl on Girl porn. Charlie Harper seems 
to think that's the best, and in my pathetic way, I 
want to see how worthwhile it might be.

Suddenly, I hear a car door closing, and I get up, 
cross to the door, and turn on the outdoor lights. Who 
the hell could this be?

It is my daughter. Damn I think, she is here from 
another state, and I guess she is here for the 
weekend. Any consolation for interrupting my solitude 
is that her significant other might be along. Two 
beautiful women to look at all weekend won't be all 
bad.

She has two bags of food in her arms, and she clambers 
up the stairs to the front door, which I hold open for 
her. "Welcome, this is a nice surprise." 

"I've come alone this time to have some Dad time." She 
smiles and kisses my cheek.

"Can I get your bag from the car?" I ask.

"Sure. Did I park OK, I assumed Mom took your car, so 
I parked in front of your garage door. Is that OK?" 
She looked at me shyly.

"Oh yes I shouldn't be going anywhere so you are fine 
right there." I quickly dash to the car and grab her 
two bags, and bring them in.

"I'll take these upstairs for you," and climbed the 
stairs, turning on lights as I go. I place the bags in 
the guest bedroom with the full sized bed my daughter 
loves. 

I also raise the thermostat in the bedroom to 72, as I 
know she wants warmth. My preference for 68 makes her 
wear heavy sweat shirts or sweaters which never look 
good on beautiful women.

She is putting the food away when I get downstairs, 
and I raise the thermostat that controls the ground 
floor to 72, so she is comfortable. She is too pretty 
to be layered up to keep warm. I want her comfy, 
because I love her and I want to see her beauty not 
her clothes.

"Gee I guess the season for winter activities is over, 
there are no lights in the houses for miles up here." 
She looks at me closely.

"You are right," I remark, "you can go for days 
without seeing anyone unless the mail guy has a 
package, or the overnight delivery services have 
something for your mother. It's the weekend, so there 
will be no traffic up here."

"Good," she looks into my eyes. "That is what I was 
hoping for. I want time with just you."

She takes my hand and leads me to the den. It is 
really my room, full of memorabilia from a life time 
of boats, motorcycles, sports, family pictures and the 
like. I have a chair and a half recliner, which my 
wife and I share when we are watching movies on the 
TV. It is my afternoon nap bed as well.

She takes me to the chair, and sits me. Then she takes 
off her coat, throws it on the couch, removes her 
sweater, and tosses that away as well.

Now she stands in front of me, with her blouse tied 
under her breasts, and a halter up over her neck. She 
smiles and unties the blouse.

"What is going on?" I ask.

"Be quiet. This is my time with you, and I am finally 
going to be with you as I have wanted to be since I 
was 13." She unbuttons her jeans, unzips the fly, and 
pulls the pants off her beautiful body. She stands now 
looking and me and smiling. She is only a blouse and 
panties away from being nude.

She slithers down into my lap, and fills the extra 
space in the chair with her legs.

"May I ask why no clothes?" I look askance. 

"I want to make love to you," she smiles pertly. "I 
have wanted you since I was just old enough to know I 
wanted to have sex. I never wanted any man except you, 
and that is why I have never had serious sex with a 
man, and only had intimacy with women. I wanted to 
hold myself for this day."

"When you came here and told us you were gay, you 
didn't mean it?" I quizzed.

"I told you I was in love with a beautiful person and 
we were living together. You know how petty people can 
be, and I didn't want you to hear about it over the 
grapevine. I love this woman, but my first man is 
going to be you."

"You are assuming a lot." I answered.

"No I'm not." She said as she took my chin in her hand 
and kissed me on the mouth. "You love me, I love you, 
and we are tonight going to celebrate that, even 
though I am your daughter, and you are my father."

She kissed me again. "Come on open your mouth and kiss 
me." She whispered, "You'll like it."

She moved one inch from my lips, and looked into my 
eyes. I could see a burning fire behind those pretty 
eyes, and I took her head in my hand and kissed her.

We kissed for ten minutes. We hugged, we rubbed our 
backs, and we stroked each other's necks.

All the while, there is something going on here I 
don't understand. Do I want this girl, should I want 
her? She is my daughter and convention says I 
shouldn't want her ever. I am 25 years older than her. 
I have been faithful to my wife all these years, and 
here I am making out with my own daughter. I am even 
growing a hard penis despite my doubts. That damn 
thing has a mind of its own.

"Daddy, don't think about it." She says reading me 
like a book. "I've been bottling this up for so many 
years, and decided - enough, I have to act. I love 
you. I have wanted you since I first saw you naked 
with your cock swinging and your balls hanging as you 
walked to the laundry room one day. I was 13. I had an 
orgasm just watching you. I kept my position up the 
stairs to see you as you walked back to the bedroom. 
Unfortunately you had laundry in your arms, so I 
couldn't see you again swaying in rhythm to your walk 
cadence."

"Were we alone in the house?" I asked.

"No Mom was somewhere, so I couldn't swoop down and 
kiss your cock and suck it as I wanted. I just 
climaxed into my panties, which I had to change five 
minutes later. I kept them in my sock drawer for a 
week. I took them out at night and slept with them. I 
could smell my cum and it brought back that image, or 
video of you walking by. I came and came to that 
memory."

"Oh sweetheart," I said, kissing her cheek. "You and I 
should have talked about it. We might have reached 
some perspective and perhaps things would be different 
today."

She moved slightly and unbuttoned the top four buttons 
of my shirt. She put her hands inside and softly 
stroked my chest, concentrating on my nipples. She 
kissed me again and we continued for a few minutes.

She kisses in the sexiest manner. She turns her head 
and looks at me, then she takes my upper or lower lip 
in her lips and she puts her tongue deep into my 
mouth. She will then meet my tongue and suck it into 
her lips and pretend it is a cock and slide it in her 
lips in and out. It is an amazing feeling.

Then she releases my tongue, and puts her tongue in my 
mouth and I do the same to her. She is pressing her 
breasts against me while stroking my neck. I am going 
crazy. The breasts are taut, yet plump. Well taken 
care of by her girlfriend. I can't feel the nipples 
yet, but I shouldn't even be thinking about them 
right? Having intimate father – daughter relations 
shouldn't be on my or her agenda, right?

Anna smiles, "You see I love men. I know how to ignite 
men. I know how to climax men. I can do the same with 
women too." She looks away, "but this weekend I am 
going to love you in every way two people can, and I 
am going to sleep with you in the same bed so I can 
kiss you, or suck you or put your cock inside me 
whenever I want, and you can ravish me whenever you 
want."

We lay there for a minute or two. Then she unbuttoned 
her blouse, and opened it spilling her perfect 
rounded, pink tipped teardrops into view. They are 
beautiful beyond description. The nipples a rose tone 
about a half inch long. The areolas are large and 
bumpy and a perfect delicate pink against her white 
flesh. The flesh is plump in just the right places. As 
those treasures fall out of the blouse, swinging 
slightly, I reach for them, squeezing softly and 
marveling at the sexual pleasure they bring to me.

I am hypnotized by what I thought was behind her 
clothes all these years, and now that I now see the 
reality, it is so sexy. I am actually playing with 
them, not imagining them, and my cock rises further. 

"Do you want to kiss them?" She inquires.

"What does your girlfriend call them?" I laugh.

"'My Lovelies'" she smiles.

I touch the right nipple at its end, so softly she 
barely feels it. The end is dimpled as though it was 
ready to open and pour milk into my mouth. I touch it 
again giving it a push to the side. Anna takes a short 
steep breath. I kiss it and finish with a quick swipe 
of my tongue.

"Are you teasing me?" She pleads.

"No I'm teasing me." I say. "I am thinking how to get 
past the social stigmas attached to me sucking your 
nipple and feeling the softness of your breast in my 
hand. I'm not supposed to think about sucking my 
daughter's breasts. I'm not supposed to think of 
feeling your softness and hoping that I will see the 
rest of you. I am supposed to repress those feelings."

"Let me simplify it for you," She says while stroking 
my cheek and pressing both my hands on her breasts. 
"The prohibition on fathers and mothers copulating 
with their children stems from the fear of inbreeding. 
Dads and daughters or sons and mothers making babies 
can end up with underachieving kids or worst, severely 
mentally challenged children. It is genetics and makes 
sense.

"Religion uses this as a way to keep parishioners in 
fear of God's wrath. Parent sin if they have sex with 
their children. It is one of many guilt weapons of all 
religiosity. The legal system picked it up as one way 
to forestall child abuse.

"So planting your semen in your daughter is wrong. 
That is what we learned, and you and I kept our 
distance.

"That reasoning has a fallacy built into it that is 
forgotten in the embarrassment most feel when talking 
about all this. A man and woman can express their love 
today, without having children by using contraception. 

"We all can screw whomever we want, keep our mouths 
shut about it, and not make babies. It would upset our 
wives, or husbands, or partners, of course, because 
society also says one man one woman, not many 
partners. But really, that in and of itself is also 
silly and is apparently ignored by half of all 
marriages, just look at the divorce rate, 50%.

"Having sex with small children or those kids not 
schooled in the meaning of intercourse between a man 
and a woman, is of course wrong on the face of it. It 
is abuse. But adults having sex is natural, and with 
the modern protections against disease and 
pregnancies, we should be able to follow our desires 
freely.

"We know that the most popular porn in the world is 
girl on girl, and the second is the complete gamut of 
threesomes. What does that tell you? Behind the veil 
of privacy, I think humans want to express their love 
for each other outside of the monogamy of marriage, 
because it is possible to do so today without 
consequences if the act is faced with physiological 
balance.  

"Questions?" She asks kissing me and putting her 
tongue deep into my mouth.

I kiss her back, and hold her closer.

"Do you have more?" I ask.

"Yes. You and I are beyond the innocence of childhood, 
and I am beyond the age of child bearing. So I find 
all the reasons for not putting the make on my father 
or you on me are past. Only the physiological remains 
and that is for each of us to measure. I have made my 
decision, and I believe it is not rationalization, it 
is thoughtful.

"I want your penis deep into my vagina and pumping in 
there as many times as I can get it. I want you to 
lick me and make me cum, anytime you want. And I 
intend to suck you with my lips and my pussy until you 
cum so I can swallow your juices and delight in your 
semen inside my womb. I want us to nakedly copulate 
thereby showing the other how much we do love each 
other and at the same time, respect the sanctity of 
our bodies.

"It will give us a bond of love much like you and Mom 
have for each other, and what a treasure it will be 
for us."

She sits up raising her body so her breasts are right 
at my mouth. Her rosy nipples are hard, and very 
appetizing. 

"Come on Dad, take a nipple in your mouth, I can't 
wait to feel you love me and I may just orgasm the 
minute you lick it." She pulls my nose toward her 
right nipple.

I open my mouth and reach out with my tongue to touch 
the nipple and lift it slightly. I waggle my tongue 
around the shaft, and then using my hand I cup the 
breast compressing the flesh, and pushing the nipple 
and areola into my mouth. I close my mouth over the 
delicious appendage and lick and suck it with vigor.

She shutters, and throws her head back. "Oh my God," 
she gasps.

I use my right hand to heft her left breast and I 
pinch and roll that nipple with my thumb and 
forefinger. 

I continue to lick and suck the right breast, nibbling 
on her nipple with my lips and licking it to drive her 
mad. She is in heaven and so am I.

I pull away, and she dips to kiss me deeply. 

She sits up and begins to put her blouse back together 
much to my disappointment.

"Where is your computer?" She says.

I reach for it on the table and she turns it on. She 
looks cold so I pull the afghan from the back of the 
chair and cover her legs. I want her warm and ready.

"Is this automatically on the internet?" she asks.

"Yup" I say.

She keys in a web site, and soon there is a porn site 
on the screen. She types something in the search box, 
and a Video pops up. She starts it, and clicks on the 
box to make it play full screen.

"I want you to see what Sue and I do. And I want to 
watch your reaction." She turns the screen so we can 
both watch.

A girl is reading in bed, and another comes in to 
talk. They both are wearing see through slips, and 
panties. Nipples are visible, as are the cute panties 
in the crotch of each girl. Soon they are kissing, 
fondling, and undressing. The blond gets her boobs 
kissed and sucked, and eventually after some serious 
kissing, the brunette is in the blonde's crotch 
licking pussy and fingering the clit. It is very sexy 
and my cock is at full attention.

"Are you excited?" Anna asks as she exits the video 
and closes down the computer.

"It is really stimulating." I answer.

Anna reaches to my crotch and feels my erection.

"Now", she says "you know what we girls do to each 
other. We love it. We love our bodies, and we love to 
make the other climax as often as we can. It is 
beautiful.

"Girl on girl, boy on boy, boy boy girl, or girl girl 
boy it is all the same - beautiful. And it has nothing 
to do with morals or religion. It is humanity 
expressing itself sexually to convey to one another, 
something uniquely human – love."

I look at her, and smile. Then I laugh. "Will you be 
gentle with me?" I ask.

She throws her hands around my neck, and looks into my 
eyes. We don't speak, we kiss, hug, and snuggle. I 
wrap the afghan around us both, and then take her 
blouse off, and my shirt off. I play with her boobs, 
and she undoes my belt and unbuttons my jeans. I hunch 
my hips up and slip the pants off. Now we are even, 
underpants for all.

I bring her to me and our skin is touching and 
tingling. I stroke her back and sides with my open 
hands, and she is driving me nuts with her finger 
nails gently scratching my back and sides.

"Can I have a glass of wine and offer the same to 
you?" She nods, and I quickly scamper to the cupboard 
and open the red wine. Two glasses are partially 
filled, and in my undershorts, I scamper back to the 
den.

She has moved to the couch and is covered by the 
afghan. I see her panties on the chair, so she is 
naked. She pulls the afghan tight over her breasts, 
and I see nipples sticking out of the loose weave 
material.

"Come here naked, and join me." She purrs.

I slip off my boxer-briefs, and quickly put the wine 
on the floor by the couch. She lifts the afghan and I 
slide in next to her. She covers me, and says, "No 
wine until you slide into me."

She grabs my cock, and places it at her vagina 
entrance. She slides it up and down from her clit to 
her warm tunnel, and then moves her hips to capture 
the head of my cock inside her.

I can't stop my body from slowly pushing all the way 
into her, and she takes several deep breaths as I go. 
Suddenly her pussy is pulling on me with a tug that is 
so strong, I couldn't pull out if I wanted. Then she 
nurses my cock with her muscles, and I begin to heave 
my hips sliding in and out. I put my right hand on her 
clit, and rub it until she is moaning loudly.

I am ready to go, but she is yet to reach the top of 
the hill, so I increase my rhythm, and she takes in a 
deep breath, looks into my eyes with astonishment, and 
she goes over the edge into a wild wriggling 
undulating orgasm.

I can't stop, and shoot deeply inside her, then again, 
then again, and finally a last spray of my warm milk. 
I am over the cliff and floating in orgasmic nirvana. 
I keep pushing in and out and just as my cock begins 
to deflate, Anna is able to help with the hugging and 
kissing.

She begins to say something, and I put my finger over 
her mouth, and shake my head.

"Not now," I say. And she smiles and closes her eyes 
putting her head on my shoulder.

About five minutes later, I say, "Wine?"

She nods yes, and I give her the glass. She takes a 
sip as do I, and we just look at each other.

The wine warms me, and I feel such love for Anna, my 
daughter, that I trace her jaw with my finger, and 
kiss her mouth and then chin, and then neck.

She wriggles her body closer to mine, and I feel her 
hips, her breasts, and her legs all touching me. 

"Are you warm enough?" I ask.

She nods yes. "I want to clean you up down there. Move 
back a bit."

I do, and she slides down to my hips and looking into 
my eyes, she opens her mouth, sticks out her tongue 
and begins to lick my cock. It is shiny with our 
fluids and she is cleaning it slowly, but completely.

Now she come back up, covers us with the afghan, and 
says, "I have left some on my lips for you to enjoy. 
It is mostly my cream, but there is some of you there 
too. Enjoy."

I lick her chin and her lips, and taste our juices 
which are delicious. I kiss her, and say, "Your 
clean."

We rest and drink wine, kissing every once in a while. 
Finally, she says, "I have to pee."

She gets up, gathers her clothes and leaves me alone 
on the couch.

I get up. Get dressed, and fold the afghan. I take the 
wine glasses to the kitchen, and begin to turn out 
lights.

I hear Anna talking, and she comes around the corner 
talking on the phone.

"It's Sue, I promised to call when I got in." Anna 
said.

"Say hi from me," I add.

Anna says, "I love you, bye." And she turns off the 
phone. "I'm out of range for the rest of the weekend.

"Not my range I hope," I chuckle.

"I'm putting my car in your garage space. I don't want 
anyone to know I'm here." And she ducked out of the 
house to the car. I went around and opened the 
overhead door for her, and closed it after she was 
inside.

She came in and threw her arms around me. "Will you 
sleep with me upstairs? I think Mom's bed might be 
somewhat heavy baggage on our minds."

"Oh road trip, what fun." I kissed her.


Chapter Two
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I keep working on the kitchen, straightening things 
up, and getting the dishwasher working. Anna is 
watching me. My daughter is spending the weekend alone 
with me, so we can express our love for each other as 
intimately as we have wanted despite all the silly 
reasons we shouldn't be doing this.

She comes over to the counter next to the fridge, and 
pulls her pants down. She scoots herself onto the 
counter, and pulls her legs apart. Then she licks her 
finger, and looking at me, reaches between her legs 
and pulls her panties aside, so I can see her shiny 
pussy which I had so recently filled with my cock. 

"Come here will you, I need help." She says quietly.

"What can I do" I say as I come over to her.

"Put two fingers in my pussy and scoop out some of our 
juices. I cleaned myself out in the bathroom, but 
there is more there." She smiles devilishly.

I put two fingers in her as deep as I could, and feel 
juices inside her. God it is warm in there. I gathered 
what I could, and pulled my dripping fingers out. She 
quickly brought my fingers to her mouth.

She opened her lips, and licked and sucked the fingers 
to transfer the cream and semen into her mouth. She 
swallowed, and said, "Again please."

I obeyed and found more cream and juice deep inside 
her warm vagina. Every time I reached further in, 
looking to every nook and cranny to find our cum, she 
wriggles and shutters a little.

This time I kiss her vagina lips as I bring out the 
liquid. My fingers are wrapped by more of the elixir 
she desired. Additionally coital milk was oozing from 
her deep pink pussy. I lapped that up with my tongue. 
She shivered and moaned.

She took my hand and brought it to me. I opened my 
mouth and sucked our juices into my mouth and 
swallowed the delicious fluids.

"Now we are bound by our love juices. We have taken 
each other into our bodies, and it will be there 
forever." She kissed me and we tongue dueled for a few 
minutes.

I reached between her legs and slowly stroked her open 
pussy. I pushed my thumb against her clit opening, and 
she wriggled as I kissed her. I put two fingers inside 
her and found her G-Spot. She took a very deep breath 
in response. 

I waggled my fingers against that sensitive spot, and 
she began to moan. I pumped my fingers in and out, 
like a mock penis, and she began to shutter into a 
mild orgasm. She reached for me to keep from falling, 
and I pulled my wet fingers out and gave them to her 
mouth to suckle, while I covered her pussy with my 
mouth and sucked and licked and sucked again until she 
relaxed.

"Holy crap," She whispered. "That was a surprise, and 
wonderful. Thank you."

"Anytime I think I can bring you off, I will, so 
beware." I giggled.

She hopped down and adjusted her panties and bent over 
to pick up her pants. 

We finished straightening up the kitchen, and headed 
upstairs. 

"Do I need my pajamas?" I asked.

"Since when have you worn pajamas?" She cooed. "I want 
you nude, wet, and in me as much as possible all 
weekend. So no pajamas and no nightgowns for us. OK?"

"Yes mistress." I responded.

I took her hand and followed that beautiful ass and 
long legs up the stairs.

As she started into the bathroom, she said, "I need to 
freshen up a little, so start without me."

"I need to pee too," I laughed. "So how about a mutual 
shower?"

"Great idea, but in the tub with hot water if you 
don't mind," She smiled. She reached for her toilet 
kit in one of her bags and pulled out a bulb like 
device, similar to what you'd use to baste a Turkey, 
but smaller. Then she went into the bathroom.

I went into the bedroom also, and quickly put the temp 
up to 75. I don't want many covers on us, so a warm 
bedroom is a must for successful nudity and no male 
shrinkage, a malady that George Cassandra used to 
suffer.

I shed my clothes, and returned to the bathroom. Anna 
is sexy and naked and in the shower. I join her and 
find the water warm and perfect for cuddling. She is 
just putting the bulb thingy on the side of the tub. 
It perhaps has already served its purpose.

I reach around her and cup her breasts from behind. 
The water is cascading down her front, and she turns 
her head to kiss me.

At that moment, nature calls and my built in sprinkler 
system begins to pump fluid onto to Anna's back and 
down between her ass cheeks. She draws a breath with a 
hiss, and she begins to relieve herself, turning 
around so I am now watering her front and she is 
sprinkling on my legs and feet.

We giggle and kiss. I pick some of my pee in my hands 
and rub it into her breasts. "Now I will have to spend 
some time on those to be sure they are sanitary." I 
say quietly.

She takes the hint stops draining, and places my cock 
between her legs, and then quickly begins to release 
the rest of her warm liquids. "I'll have to soap you 
up too, to sterilize your cock, so it is clean as a 
whistle when it goes into me again." She squeezes my 
cock and it sprays my last stream onto her pussy. She 
shivers at the sensation.

We gather soap and lather each other, kissing 
everything we clean and rubbing everywhere we can. I 
suck her nipples extensively, and say, "I just want to 
be sure there is no latent milk left from when you 
were breast feeding." 

She laughed out loud.

She had once, 20 years ago, surrogated for an invalid 
friend, and had fed the baby with those magnificent 
breasts for six months while living in the couple's 
house. I often wondered if the husband had pollenated 
Anna personally or whether it was done by artificial 
insemination as they claimed. Living with Anna in the 
house for six months must have been a temptation. 

I suds her bottom's cheeks, the crease between, and 
all of her exciting treasures there. She does the same 
to me. It is so pleasurable to be slip sliding in 
those places. 

Finally it is time to exit the shower before we become 
puckered skin rags. So I hug her, she does the same to 
me, and we kiss several times deeply.

I reach for the shutoff valve, and leave the water on 
cold for 5 seconds, until she shrieks and wiggles out 
of the tub. "You devil!" She hollers. 

We wrap ourselves in towels, and head for the bed. I 
close the bedroom door behind us. We are now in an 
almost soundproof vault, free to do as we wish, 
unfettered for many hours.


Chapter Three
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My adult daughter and I are exploring our repressed 
feelings for one another for the first time. We each 
have wanted to be intimate with the other, but social 
mores have kept us apart. We are alone tonight, and 
are about to spend our first time in bed together.

Anna drops the towel, and puts it on a chair. She is 
so beautiful from behind. Her back is straight and 
true, with shoulder blades defining her upper torso. 
She has the cutest behind, with firm perfect globe 
cheeks, and small indents in the middle, a place to 
put your fingers when you clasp her cheeks.
 
My daughter's legs are long and shapely, and where 
they meet at her hips, and in between the upper 
thighs, is a gap that is topped by her outer labia 
that are pink and smooth. In between, her clitoris 
sheath is distended slightly with the opening or eye 
peaking back at me. Her inner lips are just showing 
where her flower is ready to burst from its protective 
pouch.

She climbs onto the bed and her breasts swing softly 
topped with those perfect nipples as she rolls onto 
the blanket and sheets. She has spread her hair out on 
the pillow, and placed her hands on her stomach as her 
fingers played with her tummy button.

She smiles as I look at her. "Are you a righty or 
lefty in the bed," she asks?

I laugh, "That is the last thing I would have thought 
of at this moment. You are so beautiful I can't get my 
mind to switch to anything but feasting on your body 
and being."

I drop my towel on top of hers and turn to the bed, 
with my now hard cock leading the way. I climb up on 
the four poster bed, and nestle right next to her on 
her left side. My cock is on her stomach and it is 
drooling at the prospect of being so close to the 
Promised Land.

She shudders as we touch, and I kiss her delicately on 
the lips and chin. I lift and look down her body, over 
her breasts and nipples to her hips and Mons, and down 
her legs. What a perfect sculpture.

She reached out and pulls my head back to her lips. 
"I'm here and I need a lot of kissing and hugging."

We do just that as I snuggle as close to her as I can 
get. She turns puts her body against my chest and 
hips, and she circles my torso with her free arm.

We both slide our hands up and down the skin we find, 
looking for nooks and crannies to stroke and feel. I 
want to get her as hot as I can, and I use my fingers 
on her back right down her spine to her bottom crack, 
slowly and with a little fingernail, to ignite the 
girl.

On the way back up to her neck, I barely touch her as 
I slowly move up the side of her body, to her rib cage 
and up under her arm and then out the arm on the 
underside until I interlace my fingers with hers. She 
shudders as I pull her hand to me to kiss it. Then I 
stroke her cheek and neck, as we stare into each 
other's eyes filling the other with love.

She rolls slightly to get closer, and reaches down 
between us, to feel my warm hard cock. She collects 
the pre-cum she finds and rubs it onto the shaft. She 
says, "I must taste this. I must lick this. I must 
suck and devour this."

"Please do sweetheart, I want to watch and play with 
you as you swallow my cock." I moan almost. She 
smiles, and licks her lips. I kiss her and suck on her 
tongue which I know will soon be pushing me over the 
cliff to orgasm.

"I'll bring you a taste," she teases. And she moves 
away from me and slides down my body, kissing with wet 
lips and her tongue licking as she went.

She grasps my shaft, and spreads more of my juice down 
the shaft and all over the head. "Careful," I chide, 
"It might go off."

"Please, please make it go off, I want to drink you so 
bad." She whispers.

"I'll hold it as long as I can." I groan.

She opens her lips and touches the tip of my shaft 
with her tongue. She pulls some clear juice into her 
mouth and swirls it onto her taste buds, and moans, 
"Uummmmm."

Now she opens her mouth licks her lips, and she lays 
the head of my cock on her tongue pulling it into her 
mouth slowly as it oozes more pre-cum onto that pink 
platform. 

I began thinking about Red Sox and Yankee games, to 
hold myself from spurting into her open mouth, and it 
did a little good. She closed her lips over my cock, 
wiped the underside of the head several times with her 
tongue, and slowly took the whole shaft to the base 
into her throat.

Her tongue appeared licking my shaft as her warm wet 
mouth slid up and down. I could barely contain myself. 
So I looked away.

The sensations of her licking and swallowing and 
sucking on my cock were so overpowering, I reached to 
her head with my hands, and said, "I'm very, very 
close."

She sort of smiled as best she could with a mouth full 
of hot cock, and began to pull back up the shaft. This 
time there was no licking, just slurping and sucking. 
And eventually my cock was free from her mouth. It was 
shiny with her juices and mine mixed on the shaft, and 
she swallowed whatever I had deposited in her mouth 
and smiled.

"I am going to make you come now. In my mouth, so I 
can keep every drop you eject and swallow it all." She 
blew me a kiss, and with her eyes telling me she loved 
me, she began to lick my cock head and suck on the 
very end.

"Ummmm," she moaned. I could see her wet and pink 
tongue now swiping across the sensitive area below the 
head of my cock.

I felt my insides ready to explode, and I groaned as I 
lifted my hips and climaxed. She opened her mouth and 
I could see spurt after spurt of my seed shoot onto 
her tongue and down her throat. I kept coming for the 
longest time, and finally she closed her mouth and 
took the entire head inside and sucked gently and 
licked.

She pulled back and smiled then she made a big deal of 
swallowing my deposit.

"I saved you some," she said and came up to kiss me. 
She hesitated and opened her mouth to show me some 
milky liquid she wanted me to suck from her. I kissed 
her and opened my mouth and, with my tongue, I 
collected her gift, and pulled it into my mouth.

I have tasted my semen before, so this wasn't new to 
me, but it was sexy. So I made a big deal of 
swallowing and enjoying the experience.

Anna smiled, "I knew you'd love that. A gift from you 
to me and a gift from me to you, both Lover's gifts 
that only they know about."

"Tasty too," I joked.

She snuggled into my body and said, "I love you so 
much and it is surreal to actually be here now. I have 
let you enter me, and I have sucked you and you have 
twice filled me with your milky liquor. I have waited 
so long for this."

I reached my hand down to her tummy and tantalizingly 
slowly slipped my fingers to her outer labia. She is 
really warm and wet. I dip my finger to her vagina and 
circle its outer lips gently.

She gasps and kisses me with vigor. She puts her hand 
on my cheek and licks my lips before plunging her 
tongue into my mouth.

"Wow, I can taste your semen and it is sweet and salty 
at the same time." She is sucking my mouth now and 
kissing me non-stop.

I am enjoying this moment. She has made me so happy by 
sharing her love this way. 

I kiss her again and move slowly down her chest taking 
each nipple into my mouth to moisten it and bring the 
nubbin to full attention. "Did you know that the best 
liquid to moisturize your nipple areoles is men's 
saliva? It is a fact." And I continued to slick and 
salve her pink circles.

She hissed, "You are so full of it. A girl's spit is 
better." She is really chuckling now.

I pinch each nipple and move to her tummy kissing all 
of it with my wet tongue licking at the same time. I 
reach her Mons, and I am in awe of the beauty before 
me.

I decided at this moment to share some of my latent 
feelings. I have always enjoyed looking at Anna. She 
is a girl and girls make men horny no matter who they 
are or what their relationship family wise might be. I 
had an Aunt that was a knockout. I fantasized about 
her in my pre-teen years.

I saw Anna as a child and marveled at how beautiful 
she was. In the beginning it was fatherly pride. But 
when she grew to womanhood, it was repressed lust. I 
never acted on it, and wouldn't have, but it was lust 
nonetheless.

I sheepishly spoke, "This is a moment I have desired 
since I saw you at about age 15 and you were drying 
yourself in the bathroom. I envied that towel as it 
dried your pussy. I wanted to rush in and do it with 
my tongue instead. You never knew that, but I did, and 
just put the feeling away." 

She smiled, "See, I was right. You did want me, and 
social stigmas kept us from expressing what we felt. 
Perhaps it was just as well, but not anymore."

I moved slowly licking and kissing to her crease and 
puffed her outer lips by pinching them with my hand 
and kissing the flesh. Her clitoris sheath was just 
peeking out and I sucked and licked every inch of 
those soft lips. I touched her clit with my tongue but 
kept my attention on puffing up those outer lips.

Then I opened her labia with my fingers and tongue, 
and licked and kissed that pink softness from the top 
to her puckered hole. I plunged my tongue inside 
everywhere, and I sucked the openings and nibbled her 
pink inner lips with my lips. 

Anna is watching me and squeezing her breasts as I 
look up at her. She is in sensory overload and she is 
breathing irregularly as the sexual tension rises in 
her body.

She brings her hand down to pull up on the skin at the 
top of her Mons, to help me open her crease and gain 
full control of her clitoris. I am now tracing the 
sheath and its warm skin with my fingers, pinching it 
slightly almost masturbating the clit within. 

I move closer to her with one hand under her bottom 
and up over her hip to run my hand over her tummy and 
abdomen as I prepare to orally bring her to a 
walloping orgasm. 

My tongue has a mind of its own and finds nooks and 
crannies that drive Anna wild. She is grunting and 
moaning as my wet digit slides over under around and 
into her clitoris areas. When I feel her little nubbin 
appear at the entrance of its garage, I carefully and 
delicately lick it, sending Anna into a wonderful 
series of spasms and wiggles that are involuntary as 
she clenches her body into a wide orgasm that took her 
over the cliff. She stops breathing and lifts her chin 
high, she clamps down on my head pulling it away from 
her now extremely sensitive clitoris. 

I blow warm air on her clit and kiss it repeatedly, 
until she has settled and is smiling at me.

I move up her body, kissing everything thing and 
sucking all protrusions as I move. Then I kiss her 
chin and lips and nose and forehead until I have her 
wrapped in my arms and all her frontal skin is 
attached to mine.

I don't say anything. I don't move. My cock is hard 
and pressing into her Mons, but I don't move it.

She squeaks, "Thank you, oh my god, thank you."

I stroke her back and begin to separate myself from 
her, unwrapping myself, if you will. I move to my 
knees and bring her with me. We kiss and hug, and 
softly caress each other's skin.

My right hand sneaks down to her tummy and I put my 
hand between her legs making room for my next attack 
on her. I put my two middle fingers at her vagina 
opening, it is wet and drooling her love lubrication. 
I put my index and pinky fingers on either side of her 
rosebud, and insert the middle fingers inside her warm 
tunnel. My thumb is on her clit, but without pressure.

My fingers reach inside and up deep behind her clit. I 
am looking for her G Spot. She suddenly takes a breath 
and I know I have found my landing strip.

I am holding her upright and kissing her as this 
happens. I break the kiss, and she is surprised by 
what I am doing. "No kissing now," I say. "Everything 
that happens now is inside your pussy, it starts and 
finishes there, trust me it is OK."

"I want to keep kissing you," she pleads.
  
I shake my head "No" and begin to slowly move my 
fingers in and out, up and down, and softly across her 
most sensitive internal surfaces. She takes a breath 
and moans. She looks into my eyes, and I silently tell 
her I love her, and she sighs, "Yes."

She throws her head back and cries out, "Daddy, I'm 
going to explode."

"I'll catch you," I reassure her.

She lifts her body, stiffens her back, her vagina 
grips my fingers with incredible strength, and she 
climbs into a huge orgasm that shakes her whole body 
and steals her breath away.

It was her second orgasm in three minutes, and I keep 
the fingers moving adding my thumb stroking her clit, 
until a third climax takes her completely away. She 
collapses into my arms, and struggles to breathe. It 
is the deepest orgasm I have ever seen, and I hold her 
up even though she feels limp as a rag doll.

I don't move. I just hold her. She begins to recover 
and reaches out to drape herself on my frame. She is 
out of breath and she is still feeling her adrenaline 
streaking to the ends of her body with that amazing 
power to give such pleasure.

I am smiling, a little bit like the cat that swallowed 
the canary. I knew this would be good for her; 
memorable for her. I want that for her.

I kiss her cheek and she crushes her lips on mine. She 
doesn't stop kissing nor do I even as I begin to 
withdraw my fingers from her now soaking wet pussy. As 
I reach the outside of her vagina I circle the opening 
with my fingers, and unexpectedly, Anna has her fourth 
climax, a little one, and she says, "Holy Shit! Does 
it ever stop?"

"Not if I can help it," I whisper to her. I pull her 
to me, and present my two middle fingers to her lips. 
She snakes her tongue out and says, "Join me". I do 
and we clean her cream and juices from my hand 
together.

We are now kissing and hugging. I am playing with her 
breasts thinking of spending the next hour sucking 
each nipple, when she says, "One thing before we 
sleep. OK?"

"Sure, two things were what I was thinking about." I 
snicker.

She slithers up the bed pulling me to the pillows, and 
then she reaches over and turns out the lights. We 
both reach for the light covers and we snuggle on our 
sides wrapped by arms and legs.

She lifts one leg over my hip, and places my cock at 
her Mons. She slides the head into her crevasse, and 
it leaves a trail of pre-cum as my cock head is moving 
slowly down to her vagina.

Anna takes her hand away, and my cock slips into her 
love tunnel, which is moist and creamy giving my cock 
an easy ride to her cervix. 

"Don't you move, let me do the work." She whispers, 
and she kisses me.

She begins to massage my cock with her internal 
muscles and I feel as though a thousand fingers were 
pulling me into her and then letting go. Then she 
would contract the walls of her vagina again and pull 
me in deeper.

I could last about two minutes of this, including the 
incessant kissing which is sexy in and of itself, and 
I am ready to pump my seminal fluids, mixed with milky 
sperm, deep into her motherly recesses.

"Fill me, wash me, splash me, hose me, with your 
delicious cum" she says. Then she puts a finger at my 
anus, and slowly pushes inside until she finds my 
prostate. She massages it softly, and like turning on 
a water spigot my balls churned and spit out a pint of 
cum into her womb in five shots that were unbelievably 
powerful.  

I couldn't get my cock in deep enough but Lord knows I 
tried. 

We are on our sides, and as I came down from this 
amazing climax, she convulsed into another climax of 
her own as my cock began its slow migration out of her 
warmth.

We kissed and kissed. She turns over onto her back to 
keep my juices inside, and I threw a leg over her 
hips, as I put my hand on her breast with the nipple 
caught between my index and middle finger.

"Sleep tight" I said.

"Wake me later for some more if you want. I am juicy 
and ready anytime," she whispered.

I closed my eyes, and rolled her nipple as I caressed 
her breast flesh until I went to sleep.

And so it began...


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