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Visit To My Daughter
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

My daughter's 30th birthday was coming up. Which was 
also my 60th. I decided to pay her a surprise visit. 
(MF, inc, oral, cheating)

***

Author's Note: This story was inspired by a photo I 
found during a Google Image Search [hmmm, a lot of my 
stories tend to start from there.] http://goo.gl/vnWRdw 
Of course as I also tend to do, the woman in my story 
has one difference to the woman in the picture... ;-) 
Enjoy ~ G]

***

One of life's ironies is my daughter and I sure the same 
birthday. Her thirtieth is coming up which will be my 
sixtieth.

Another one of life's ironies is I don't look sixty but 
my twin brother looks closer to that age. My wife - who 
is fifty-five - and I have always stayed physically fit. 
Plus the building the business my brother and I run has 
one floor dedicated to a gym which I use daily. Sly and 
Chuck aren't the only guys over sixty that look as good 
as me.

My brother does play tennis and jog so he's in decent 
shape but he's got a lot of grey, some people joke he's 
my father.

The few times my daughter has visited - which was last 
sometime back - people have mistaken me for her older 
brother.

Speaking of my daughter Jayna again, after High School 
she across country to go to the College of her choice. 
She found a job at a firm she would work for during the 
breaks and summers so we didn't get to see Jayna except 
for a quick visit for Christmas.

She was able to get a full time job with the firm after 
College. The first few years my wife and I got no visits 
as Jayna "climbed the corporate ladder" but she'd called 
several times a month. She finally visited for Fourth Of 
July, Thanksgiving and Christmas six years ago and the 
following year. Each time she'd stay a week.

After that she was too busy with her new position at 
work to visit. She's a slave to the grind as I have 
always been.

It was my wife who suggested I surprise Jayna for her 
thirtieth birthday with a visit. Why hadn't I thought of 
that before?
 
I decided to take some time off from work to pay a visit 
to my daughter. I even suggested to my brother he come 
too as it was his birthday as well. He claimed the place 
would fall apart without at least one of us at the helm.

I was disappointed my wife wasn't coming either. It was 
her idea but she claimed it wasn't a good time to be 
away from her job. Jayna gets her slave to the grind 
mentality from her mother as well you see.

I didn't push the issue, I just made travel plans to be 
at my daughter's by late afternoon the day before our 
birthday.

Finally the day arrived. I stood at her at 5:30 and 
knocked, hoping she didn't decide to work late.

I was happy when I heard the lock turn and the door 
open.

"DAD?!?" Jayna said, both surprise and excited. She was 
dressed in a long sleeve cowboy shirt and jeans.

She came out and hugged me. "You haven't changed one 
bit!" Jayna blurted out.

"You have," I said. "You look so much like your mother 
at this age."

"What are you doing here?!?" Jayna asked.
 
"It was your mother's idea," I told her. "Unfortunately 
she couldn't make it herself."

"Well, come on in!" Jayna said. "I want you to meet my 
boyfriend."

"Boyfriend, huh?" I teased.

"Yeah," She blushed. "We've been going together for four 
months."

"Do you tease him the way you teased those boys back in 
High School?" I winked.

Jayna blushed darker. "You know me too well, dad," She 
giggled. "Yeah, he and I haven't gone all the way yet."

"Once a tease, always a tease."

"Dad!" Jayna laughed, playfully slapping my arm.

"Carter, this is my dad," She introduced when we entered 
the kitchen. "Dad, this is my boyfriend, Carter, his 
mother and his father."

"It's nice to meet you, sir," Carter said, shaking my 
hand.

"Call me Jim."

"I'm Roger," Carter's father said, shaking my hand as 
well. "I'd have thought you were Jayna's older brother."

We laughed. "I get that a lot."

"I had thought as well," Said Carter's mother. "I'm 
Carla Sue."

"It's great to meet you all," I said.
 
"We always have dinner together," Jayna said. "One night 
here, the next night at their house."

We all got to talking as we made dinner together. Carter 
worked with Jayna at the firm, his parents ran a huge 
farm that did better than well. They had their own line 
of eggs, milk, bacon, etc. that they sold throughout the 
state.

We all kept up the jabber until well after dinner. After 
Carter and his parents left I told Jayna I should go too 
and hit the motel.

"Stay here, dad," She said. "I purposely bought a house 
with a guest bedroom in case you and mom came to visit."

"Well, since you insist," I winked.

I went out and got my bags out of the trunk and brought 
them in. Jayna led me up to the guest bedroom, right 
across from hers.

She had went all out with the guest bedroom: a huge bed, 
two night stands, a walk-in closet and two bureaus.

I hung up my shirts, jeans and the few pairs of pants I 
brought if you went anywhere fancy. I put the rest of my 
stuff in the top drawer of one of the bureaus.

Jayna pointed out which door was the linen closet and 
the bathroom was already obvious since the door was 
open. It was right between the two bedrooms.

"Well, I've got to hit the sack," Jayna finally said. 
"Tomorrow may be my birthday but I still have to work. 
We can do something after work. Carter's parents agreed 
to give us some space though we're welcome to join them 
for dinner on our usual nights at their house. Good 
night, dad," She said, hugging me.

"Good night sweetie," I returned, kissing her on the 
cheek. Jayna blushed before retiring to her bedroom and 
I did the same. It'd been a long day and I was bushed.

***

The sound of the shower running woke me early the next 
morning. I decided to go down and put on a pot of coffee 
as well as start breakfast.

"I thought something smelled good down here!" I heard my 
daughter's voice coming from behind me. "You didn't have 
to go through all this trouble for me, dad!"

"No trouble at all," I said before I turned around. 
"Wow," I gaped. "You look amazing!"

Jayna blushed.

She had on a dark blue dress [my favorite color] that 
went up to her neck and was almost long-sleeved. It 
ended just above her knees and under it she had on 
pantyhose or stockings.

"Do you really think so, dad?" Jayna said turning for 
me.

"I do sweetie," I stared. I felt my cock twitch.

My wife and I had just fucked before I left to visit 
Jayna. We fuck maybe every other night but she knows how 
to drain me so I'm always satisfied. I was surprised 
that I felt turned on at all.

"Thanks, dad," Jayna said, hugging me.

"Kind of conservative," I teased.

"Hey, I'm a boss lady, dad. I'm expected to dress this 
way."

"Not like when you were 'climbing the ladder' though, 
right?" I winked.

Jayna blushed darker. She seemed to blush a lot. "Dad!"

I laughed.

"Hey, we don't have any pictures of you back home except 
as a child," I pointed out as I pulled out my camera 
phone. "Let me take a few of you know."

"All right, dad," Jayna smiled excitedly.

I had my daughter do a few poses, including sitting on 
one of the kitchen stools and leaning on the counter. 
Then she crossed her legs and her dress slid up 
minutely. I groaned inside as I took that picture as 
well.

I took a few more before put my phone away. "Thank you, 
sweetie," I smiled.

"You're welcome, dad!" Jayna giggled. "I never knew it 
would be so much fun being a model!"

I laughed. "You've got the figure for it, it's not too 
late."

Jayna blushed again. "Thanks, dad, but I don't think 
modeling is something a corporate 'big wig' like me 
should be doing. Plus I'm not in that good of shape. 
About the only thing I do is play tennis and golf on 
weekends."

"You look great to me, Jayna-bear."

She blushed again but smiled brightly. "Dad, you haven't 
called me that since I was ten or eleven."

"Good pet names die hard," I winked.

We sat down to breakfast and made small talk. Jayna 
asked about how her mother and uncle were doing, was her 
uncle still single, stuff like that.

Finally she had to leave for work. "Are you sure you 
won't be bored, dad?" Jayna asked.

"Perfectly sure," I answered. "I'm going to drive 
around, look for a decent gym, take in the sights..."

Jayna gave me her spare key. "You do love working out, 
dad," She said, admiring my buff arms as well as my 
chest through my tight shirt. "Speaking of models, you'd 
put younger male models to shame."

I laughed. "That wouldn't be appropriate for a 'big wig' 
like myself," I winked.

Jayna laughed. She kissed me on the cheek, said bye and 
left for work.

I cleaned up the breakfast dishes then hopped in the 
rental car. Driving around, I soon found a decent gym 
that I could get a temporary membership at. I worked out 
for an hour and a half before showering and leaving. I 
got more than a few stares from the young ladies there.

I drove around for a few hours, even found a park where 
retired guys played chess. I got in a few games, it'd 
been a long time since a last played.

Time flew by. I had wanted to get back before Jayna so I 
could surprise her with dinner. So I finally left so I 
could go back to her house and prepare dinner.

Of course she was surprised when she got home.

"Dad, you didn't have to go through so much trouble just 
for me again! It's your birthday too you know."

"Spending it with you is all the present I need, 
sweetie," I replied, hugging her.

Jayna went upstairs to wash up for dinner and change her 
clothes. She came back down with a long-sleeved 
turtleneck and shorts. Her thighs were neither tone nor 
too thick, so unlike her mother's. I find my cock 
twitching once more.

Jayna talked about work as we ate and I chimed in with 
similar experiences I'd came across at work myself.

Though she seemed fine I had the feeling something was 
on Jayna's mind the whole time.

Finally I asked her about it. She blushed. "Well, it 
just you taking pictures of me this morning got me 
thinking."

"About?"

"You know... Stuff," Jayna said evasively at first.

"I told you Carter and I haven't gone all the way yet. I 
have...done stuff to him, to keep him interested, though 
I'm sure he's stick around anyhow. He...hasn't seen me 
naked yet.

I'm kind of self conscious about my body, dad. I've been 
afraid of what he'd say when he sees it. When you were 
taking my pictures, I was thinking about sending him 
some nude picture of me. I... I was wondering if you 
take the pictures, dad."

My cock twitched at the thought. She wasn't asking me to 
have sex with her. It was just some nude pictures. So I 
said yes.

Jayna smiled with relief. "Thanks, dad. I really 
appreciate it." She rose from the table. "Forget about 
the dishes for now. Let's go upstairs before I lose my 
nerve."

"All right, Jayna-bear."

She smiled and I followed her upstairs. "Give me a 
minute or two to undress and compose myself," Jayna said 
as she stepped into her bedroom.

I nodded and she closed the door.

Time seemed to tick by slowly. Finally Jayna called out 
for me to come in.

I opened the door.

Even though I already knew what to expect I couldn't 
help but drop my jaw at the sight of my thirty year old 
daughter.

Her body was nowhere near out of shape. Her arms were 
skinny as her thighs were on the heavy side but not too 
heavy. Her pussy was covered with a thick patch of brown 
pubes just like her mother's. Jayna didn't have "love 
handles" but she did have a slight belly I found sexy.

But my daughter's breasts were the main attraction. My 
wife had nice, large breasts but Jayna's were even 
larger. She must wear minimizer bras because I had no 
indication Jayna's breasts were so large!

They were high and firm on her chest, with large, oval-
shaped areolaes, dark pink/light brown in color.

Jayna was standing next to a mirror so I was able to see 
her butt as well. Not-to-large nor too small, about 
medium in size, not firm but very nice indeed.

"What do you think?" Jayna asked nervously.

"You're breath-taking..." I gushed.

She smiled. Then her eyes went wide and her smile grew.

"I have visual confirmation that you really mean it, 
dad..."

I looked down and saw the raging hard on in my jeans. It 
was my turn to blush!

"Oh, dad..." Jayna said softly, moving towards me. "I 
have always had a crush on you, and I always wished you 
had felt the same way. You don't know how good seeing 
that makes me feel!"

Dropping to her knees before me, Jayna started 
unbuckling my belt. "It looks so big, daddy..." She said 
softly. She undid the button and unzipped me. My 
erection pushed my boxers out past the opening. "Wow..."

Jayna reached into my boxers and fished out my throbbing 
cock.

"Oh, wow, daddy... It's huge!" She giggled softly. 
Looking up at me she added "I know you were joking about 
things being different when I was 'climbing the 
corporate ladder', but it was true. I did a lot of 
things I'm not proud of as I clawed my way to the top. 
But I found I love giving blow jobs thanks to my 
willingness to put myself out there."

Jayna gave me a wicked smile then dove for my cock.

My wife has never been big on giving blow jobs - though 
I do love to eat her pussy - but she always put forth 
her best effort to give me the best possible blow job. 
Her blow jobs couldn't hold a candle to Jayna's.

Jayna had no difficulty deep-throating me from the 
start. My wife could never even handle more than two-
thirds. Jayna's mouth flew up and down my length 
rapidly, the head of my cock sliding down her throat 
with ease.

Her tongue was very adept as well, snaking around my 
shaft wickedly. Jayna knew all the sensitive spots to 
hit perfectly.

Of course I didn't last long. It took all my willpower 
to last ten minutes before I warned Jayna "I'm about to 
cum, baby!"

Jayna moaned and kept her mouth locked on my cock, so 
unlike her mother. When I began to spurt she without 
hesitation swallowed down my jizz, blast after blast 
after blast.

My cock was stiffer when she was done then when she'd 
started.

Jayna let her mouth slip off my cock with a plop. "Mmmm, 
daddy, you have the best tasting load ever!"

I laughed.

"It's all in what you eat!"

"Mmmm, daddy you're still hard!" Jayna marveled. "Carter 
NEVER stays hard after he cums..."

I chuckled.

"Daddy, are you going to fuck me now?" She asked with 
those big puppy dog eyes. "It's always been my fondest 
wish, daddy..."

"How could I say no to my little Jayna-bear?" I smiled.

She squealed as she jumped up and hugged me. "Oh, thank 
you, daddy! I love you so much!"

I laughed. "I love you too, sweetie. Now let go of daddy 
so I can get undressed."

"Oh, yeah," Jayna giggled, pulling away.

I began to get out of my clothes as fast as I could. I 
want my daughter as much as she wanted her daddy.

Jayna lay back on her bed and spread her legs. She 
rubbed her clit as she watched me get out of my clothes. 
"Oh, daddy... What a hunk!" She cooed.

Naked, I climbed up on the bed and mounted my daughter.

"Oh, yeah, daddy, fuck me!" She squealed.

Wasting no time, I pushed my cock into her tight pussy. 
Jayna squealed loudly. "You're so big, daddy! Fuck me, 
daddy, fuck me!" 

I pushed my cock into her deeper before I began to 
piston in and out of her. As she grew wetter I was able 
to fuck her faster and harder and Jayna came hard, 
screaming her head off.

"YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM, DADDY, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SO 
HARD, OH DADDY!!!"

Jayna clung to me as I fucked her spasming pussy hard. 
We were about the same height so I was able to kiss my 
daughter as we fucked.

After giving Jayna a few cums, I rolled us over so she 
could play cowgirl for a while. She bounced up and down 
on my cock as hard as she could, her huge breasts 
jiggling wildly. I grabbed her butt and smacked it hard, 
making Jayna squeal with delight.

After fifteen, twenty minutes she grew tired. "Be on top 
again, daddy..." She begged.

With ease I flipped back on top of my daughter and 
rammed her hard once more. Soon she was screaming her 
head off again.

"OH, DADDY, I LOVE YOU! YOU FUCK ME SO FUCKING HARD, 
DADDY!!!!"

I lost count of how many times Jayna orgasmed [or 
screamed "DADDY!!!"] but I know I lasted a good fifty 
minutes.

I debated pulling out and jizzing on her belly but part 
of me wanted to blow my load inside of my daughter's 
tight pussy.

"Daddy's going to cum, baby..." I warned.

"Oh, goody!" Jayna grinned, tightening her arms around 
me. "Cum in me, daddy..." She whispered.

That was all I needed to hear.

I slammed into Jayna faster until I cried out and began 
to spew my incestuous seed deep into my daughter's womb.

"CREAM ME, DADDY!!! SHOOT YOUR HUGE LOAD INTO YOUR DIRTY 
LITTLE GIRL!!!"

I kept slamming into her, shooting bolt after bolt of 
hot, white jizz into my Jayna.

"Oh, daddy..." She cooed softly.

Finally spent, I slid my still half hard cock out of 
Jayna and collapsed beside her, my jizz slowly oozing 
from her pussy. I watched her push it back in.

"Oh, daddy," Jayna said breathily. "That was the best 
birthday present EVER!" She smiled.

"Best present I ever received too," I said. "Speaking of 
presents, what about those pictures for Carter?"

"Oh, fuck him," Jayna grinned. "My body belongs only to 
you, daddy."

I pulled my daughter to me, kissing her on the forehead, 
feeling her large, firm breasts pressed against me. Life 
is good. Full of ironies, but so fucking good... 

THE END

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