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Incest Ariana Marie, Bruce Venture and Holly Michaels
#65
Daughter Mine
by Anonymous (address withheld)

***

A widower discovers that his daughter is more of a
woman than he ever knew. (MF, inc, oral, anal-play)

***

My daughter, Karen, was returning home from college for
a visit. Although I lived alone, since my wife's death
a few years before, I prepared a fantastic welcome-home
dinner for her. As she drove up in her little red
Subaru, I set the main course out on the table.

"Dad!" she exclaimed as I came to the door to greet
her, and we shared a tight hug at the door.

"Welcome home, Karen," I said. I was stunned at the way
she looked. Even though she had only been away for a
few months, she had changed! Her brunette hair, which
had cascaded over her shoulders in soft waves, was now
cut much shorter, and nicely styled. Her glasses were
gone, and in their place were tinted contact lenses
that heightened the green of her eyes. I had sent a
nice looking, but fairly plain girl to college, and a
beautiful woman had returned!

"You didn't tell me about your hair," I said.

"Oh, yeah! You like it?" She twirled around, and I
noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra under her light
sweater. I was startled to realize that I was getting
an erection, looking at her.

Trying to mask my uneasiness, I said, "Looks good on
you. Well, come on in -- I've got dinner ready, and I'm
sure that you would like to freshen up before we eat."
We went inside, and I puttered around the kitchen,
trying to will my erection away.

During the course of dinner, we chatted about her
classes and so forth, and I was able to keep my
hormones under control. After dinner, we cleared the
table, and I did the dishes while she unpacked. As I
was finishing up, she came in and announced that she
was retiring early, since she was tired from the long
drive. I said good night to her, and kissed her on the
forehead.

I went into the living room and sat down to watch the
evening news. As usual, there was nothing encouraging
on, but I liked to keep abreast of events. A few
minutes into the broadcast, I heard Karen calling me. I
got up and traced her to the guest bathroom.

She called through the door, "Dad, I forgot to bring a
towel in here with me. Can you get me one?" I told her
to wait for a second and went to the linen closet to
get one. When I turned around, she was standing in the
bathroom door, naked and dripping wet. I stood, rooted
to the spot, devouring her body with my eyes, and
blushing furiously.

She noticed my discomfiture and giggled, "What's the
matter? It's nothing you haven't seen before," and
strode forward to take the towel from my trembling
hands.

"Yeah," I protested, "but the last time I saw it, it
sure didn't look like THAT!"

She giggled again, wrapping the towel securely around
her, and said, "No, I suppose not. Sorry if I
embarrassed you, Dad," and she stood on tiptoe and
kissed me on the cheek, a mysterious twinkle in her
eye. She turned and went into her bedroom, and I got a
last tantalizing glimpse of her where the towel came up
short.

I went to bed myself, completely confused by my
feelings. Sure, she was an astonishingly lovely young
woman, but she was also my daughter! I ended up
masturbating wildly, thinking of her rosy-tipped
breasts and carefully trimmed pubic bush, fantasizing
about her soft, firm ass. As I neared orgasm, the door
slowly swung open and I froze. Karen stood silhouetted
in the doorway, wearing only a short nightgown.

The look of shock on her face slowly transformed into a
knowing smile, and it was my turn to wear a shocked
expression as she shed the nightie and approached my
bed. She walked like a lioness stalking her prey, with
a slow, seductive roll to her hips. Her breasts bounced
slightly with each step, mesmerizing me.

When she reached the bed, she whispered, "It's all
right, Dad. I've fantasized about you for years, I
think it's only fair that you do the same about me,
don't you think?" She slowly slid onto the bed beside
me, and then crushed my lips under hers, her sweet
tongue prodding mine into battle.

I felt her firm breasts pressed against my chest, and
my hand glided, unbidden, down her back, until I was
holding her ass cheek with my fingertips. One of her
hands found my cock, hard as a rock, and the other
pulled my head down to her breast. I pulled her hard,
bright red nipple into my mouth and heard her moan
softly.

As I massaged her nipple with my lips, I rolled my
weight on top of her slowly. She guided me into her
soft, wet folds. I felt my cock slide into her tight
pussy, and went slowly, savoring each delicious inch. I
released her breast and returned to her mouth, kissing
her deeply, moaning incomprehensible things into her
ears, nibbling on her neck.

All the while, her hands were roaming over my back,
urging me on. As I pumped with increasing urgency
inside her clutching pussy, I felt her tense up beneath
me. My own orgasm was imminent, and we both came,
shouting and moaning, at the same time.

As we relaxed and came back to Earth, she confided to
me that although she had been with a couple of guys at
college, she always found herself imagining that it was
me, and it never failed to bring her off. I didn't
really know what to say. I was more sated than I had
been in years, but I was still disturbed about having
bedded my daughter.

However, Karen soon laid my fears to rest, as she
crawled over me to devour my now-limp cock. I looked up
to see her beautiful young cunt open to my face. She
wiggled her ass at me and said something around her
mouthful of cock. I didn't have to be told twice what
she had in mind, and I dug in.

Her cunt was sopping wet, and I tasted myself mingled
in with her own strongly feminine juices. My tongue
found her hardening clit, and she began humping
slightly on my face as I licked and teased it. My nose
was buried in her vagina, and I had to pull out to draw
a shuddering breath every so often.

Meanwhile, her mouth and lips were working their magic
on me and I felt my balls tightening. She explored my
cock with such care that I began to forget who she was,
and concentrated instead on the fact that she was a
beautiful woman, making unbridled, passionate love to
me.

My hands stole over her curved ass, and my fingers came
to rest at her puckered anus. She pushed towards me,
and I gently slid a fingertip into her ass. She went
wild, humping my face violently and moaning loudly on
my cock. I pushed it the rest of the way in, and I felt
her clitoris tighten up.

Moments later, she exploded, and I felt her entire
pussy convulse over my face, in perfect time to the
contractions of her anus on my finger. Even as she
began to relax, my own load built and then exploded in
her throat. She continued until I was gasping for her
to stop, and then she collapsed on top of me. After a
little while, she climbed back off of me, and we fell
asleep holding each other protectively in each other's
arms.

End
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