Daddy's Incest Girls
by Bobijo James
(SC-204)


FOREWORD 

It must seem strange to the elders of today that "seduction", once mildly 
coupled to the term "flirtation", has become practically a way of life with 
a majority of Americans of all age groups as it has in Europe and many other 
civilized countries around the globe. 

While only a few decades ago a risque word or a knowing wink were considered 
limits in the fashionable mode of every social strata, the rapidly changing 
mores and moral climate here and abroad have altered to the point where 
almost no indication or activity in the sexual scope is deemed immoral or 
prurient. 

In the context of what is acceptable under current standards, the mere 
hinting at seduction is considered pass', and except in the views of the 
more militant purists and the eyes of religious idealists, there is nothing 
wrong with anyone going to bed with whomever one chooses, including 
neighbors, friends, and even members of one's own family. 

Understandably, the prevailing relaxed attitude toward sex in schools, 
churches and homes has had a marked effect on the children born during the 
last twenty or so years. Certainly they can't be faulted for looking askance 
at outmoded rules and regulations cautioning against promiscuity while being 
confronted constantly with adults actively practicing it, and in many 
instances having thenown parents involve them in acts of incest. 

Nor are the children entirely innocent. The natural curiosity of youth has 
provided fertile ground for more sexual acts than is generally realized or 
acknowledged, particularly with those older children and adults with whom 
they are in regular contact and for whom the child has reason to feel more 
than a casual respect, love, or admiration. 

Incidents of child/adult sex acts, perversion and incest are burgeoning all 
over the world, (no less in the U.S. than in any other country), abortions 
given to pitifully young girls are on the increase, and sex in and around 
schools is rampant, including the elementary institutions. 

Children ARE going to experiment, whether with other youths or adults; 
adults ARE going to take advantage of opportunities to sample virgin 
delights; people ARE human, and will shunt aside religious and moral 
convictions in order to satisfy much stronger lascivious instincts and 
desires. 

It would seem then, that considering the prima-facie evidence and the 
obvious will of a large percentage of the country's inhabitants, that 
parents, educators and legal authorities should extricate their collective 
heads from the sand and take an unbiased look at ALL of the laws now 
governing and restricting sexual behavior. 

And, in view of this strong current of natural phenomena, it appears 
incongruous that so few ill-informed and narrow-minded bigots are yet 
permitted to control the actions and reactions of their fellow human beings 
without putting their decisions before the people for a vote. 

Among those authorities on this crucial issue, there is harbored an absolute 
certainty that when the maturing youth of today's generation reaches 
adulthood, there will be no inhibitions about correcting the archaic 
fallacies in our present laws which now persecute citizens for certain 
sexual expressions, and that history will later point out with horror the 
idiocies of our present system. 

In the following, we are given a fictional depiction of the agonies that 
could and are heaped on and suffered by well-intentioned persons who find 
themselves unwittingly involved in situations that are in essence more 
beneficial than criminal, yet are still proscribed by moralistic critics. 

It is a raw, shocking, but believable tale, and if you look closely enough, 
you might find someone you know on these pages. 

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 CHAPTER ONE 

"I think you're playing me for a sap, Ben," the long-legged woman said 
mildly as she held her rich auburn tresses aside so he could unzip the back 
of her dress. "The only time you come by is when you're horny." 

The zipper made a sighing sound as he pulled it down to her hips, then he 
tenderly pushed the dress off her shoulders and kissed her bare back. "Don't 
be ridiculous, Kathy. It's the other way around. When I'm here, I get horny. 
What man in his right mind wouldn't?" 

"You make it sound good, but I'm not sure I believe you." 

She stepped out of the dress, hung it carefully in the closet, then began 
undoing her bra strap as she watched the tall, broad-shouldered man undress 
casually, draping his clothes over the chair in front of her dressing table. 
The lacy brassiere fell away, revealing the large twin melons of her 
breasts, firm, the undersides curving up to pink quarter-size nipples. 
Tossing it atop the dresser, she hooked her thumbs in her sheer bikini 
panties and bent over to pull them off. 

"Come off it, honey. You know I get hard every time I'm near you. It's 
downright embarrassing sometimes." He sat down on the bed to peel off his 
socks, keeping his eyes riveted to her. When she straightened up, his rigid 
penis jumped as it always did when he viewed her in her naked glory. 

Kathy was lithe and supple, attractive but not beautiful, with a well-cared 
for body that made her appear much younger than her admitted thirty-three 
years. Her face was un-lined, her tits jutted out without sag though they 
were large, and her belly and abdomen were as flat as a young girl's. 

Her shapely legs were those of a dancer, and at the apex of her thighs was 
the thickest bush of pubic curls Ben had ever seen. The reddish ringlets 
covered her pelvis, her excessively protruding love mound that she 
frequently complained about, then dipped down into her crotch. All in all, 
she was more than enough to excite the lust in any masculine male. 

"Yes, I can remember a few times that happened," she said, smiling impishly. 
"Especially that time we were dancing at the 'Bistro'. God! My face was red, 
too!" 

He laughed as he pushed his shorts down, kicked them off, then got to his 
feet. "Well, at least I got the attention of some of the gals." 

"I know." She placed a hand on her pubic pelt and pressed it as she stared 
at his huge erection. 

His eight inch organ curved up from his pelvis and was throbbing so 
violently it jiggled the heavy scrotum that hung beneath it. A tall man with 
wavy brown hair and intense brown eyes, he had the build of an athlete, but 
at that moment she wasn't at all interested in his excellent physique. Her 
attention was directed at his magnificent cock with its beating shaft and 
shiny bulbous head that seemed swollen to the bursting point. 

When Kathy parted her cunt lips seductively and burrowed a finger into the 
deep cleft, his eyes glazed with lust and he put his hand down to circle the 
root of his immense hard-on with his thumb and forefinger. 

"Want to suck it a little bit first?" 

Her nostrils were flared, and she was breathing so heavily her conical tits 
were swaying. "You know I do," she whispered huskily. "I always do." 

Noticing that her hand was moving rapidly on her pussy, that her body was 
quivering and her eyes half closed, he asked, "Are you jacking off?" 

"I have to, Ben!" she moaned. "You made me so hot in the living room I can't 
wait! Ooohhh! Ooohhh! Hhhuuuhhh! Ben! Oh, God, how you get to me! 
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" 

Kathy began thrusting her hips forward and swirling them while her darting 
finger made wet schlucking sounds between her thighs. Keeping her lidded 
gaze on his massive prick, she bent her knees slightly and clutched at a 
hard-nippled tit with her free hand. 

"Oh, Ben, I love to jack off with you watching me! Aaahhh! Uuuhhh! UUUHHH! 
Especially when I can see your beautiful cock! Huh! HUH! 

Ooohhh, fuck! I'm going to CUM! It's already running down my legs! Ben! See 
me? Doesn't it excite you? Oh, Jesus! Fuck! Now! Bbbeeennn! Huh! Huh! Huh! 
GGGAAAHHH!" 

She writhed and twisted in the throes of orgasm, eyes squeezed shut, face 
tilted toward the ceiling, then a violent spasmodic shudder ran through her 
and she whimpered and mewled. Recovering, she withdrew her hand from her 
crotch, straightened up, and moved over to him. 

"Suck my sweet juice, lover," she panted, touching her cunt juice-covered 
finger to his lips while she curled her other hand around his pulsing cock. 
"It's just as good as ever." 

Her cuntal aroma filled his nostrils as he took her digit into his mouth and 
began swabbing it with his tongue. She delicately caressed his straining 
dick, fondled his balls, then began stroking his aching hard-on lightly. 

After a moment, he popped his lips from her finger and began kissing her 
hungrily, flattening her fleshy tits against his chest and probing down the 
heated crack of her gorgeous ass for her bung hole. 

"Not yet, Ben," she simpered, backing away quickly. "I want to put my mouth 
on that wonderful prick before we both get too hot." 

Sinking down in front of him, Kathy gripped the base of his jerking pecker 
to hold it steady, stared at the bluish-purple cockhead lovingly for a brief 
second, then bent forward to lick off the shimmering bead of pre-cum that 
hung in the pee slit. 

"Suck it, Kathy!" Ben groaned, twining his fingers in her thick hair. "Go 
all the way! It's been so long, I can fuck you, too! Blow me, baby! Give me 
a good one!" 

"Yes, Ben! Ooohhh, YES! I want to drink it! I want my lover's fuck juice! 
OOOHHH!" 

Parting her lips, Kathy took the silky smooth knob into her mouth and 
started flicking her tongue all over it, making cooing sounds deep in her 
throat as she savored the luscious male meat. Then, cupping his balls, she 
slid her lips down the shaft until the tip was brushing her tonsils. 

"Uuummm! Uuummm! UUUMMMFFF!" 

Baby! Aaaggghhh! Oh, honey! Suck me! Christ! Suck me off! Kathy! What a 
mouth! Uuunnnggghhh! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! 

As the woman nodded her head, taking more and more of the thrumming prick 
into her oral cavity and slurping noisily, she moved a hand up the back of 
his sturdy thigh and located his ass hole. After teasing the puckered 
opening for a second, she speared a finger through the clenched sphincter 
and into Ben's rubbery colon. 

A shiver ran up Ben's spine and he pushed forward, cramming his organ deep 
into her throat. "KATHY! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! SHIT! OH, BABY! FUCK THAT ASS! 
SUCK ME! SUCK! SUCK! I'M GOING TO BLOW OFF SOON! USE YOUR MOUTH, KATHY! MAKE 
IT LIKE A CUNT! OH, DAMN! UUUNNNGGGHHH!UNGH! UNGH!AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH!" 

He was humping at her now, feeling her hot breath on his groin as she 
slathered her tongue all over the sensitive underside of his tingling 
muscle. Of all the sucks he had ever had, Kathy was without a doubt the 
best. She loved sucking cock, and that was what made it so good. The lava 
flow of jizz was already racing toward his tool, and he knew it wouldn't be 
long. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" 

Kathy was gobbling his dick greedily, smacking her lips on it while she 
groaned with feverish passion. She was hunching her naked buns on an 
imaginary prick, and vaginal fluid was dripping from her flaming pussy onto 
her ankles. She had blown Ben so many times she could sense when he was 
ready to shoot, and was certain it would only be a matter of moments. 

"A A A R RRGGGHHH! OOOHHH, KATHY! SUCK ME! JESUS CHRIST! I'M ALMOST THERE! 
SUCK, BABY! OH, FUCK! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! HARDER, HONEY! SUCK HARDER! 
UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH!" 

Ben was watching the sensuous gyration of her deeply split ass as he punched 
her mouth with his distended rod. Her poking finger in his butt hole was 
adding to his ecstasy, and he was rapidly approaching an ejaculation. When 
the boiling semen roared into his prong, he stiffened and held Kathy's head 
tightly. 

She felt it, and pulled back until only the head of his cock was between her 
lips. It swelled even more, then began spewing thick cream into her mouth in 
squirting jets. The hot fuck-fluid splashed against her palate and tonsils, 
washing over her teeth and bloating her cheeks until she could gulp it down. 

"KKKAAATTTHHHYYY! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! OH, GOD! FFFUUUCCCKKK! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UH! UH! UH! UH!" 

He shuddered and vibrated with thrilling bliss while his manjuice pumped out 
of his throbbing pecker then, when Kathy had licked off the last drops and 
withdrew her finger from his rectum, he heaved a sigh of relief. 

"Christ, lady, you certainly know how to please a man!" 

Kathy wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and stood up. "Now let's see 
if you can do the same thing for me. My damn cunt's on fire! You should be 
able to make me climax in a minute!" 

Ben took a deep breath and nodded. "All right. How do you want it?" 

On my knees! And let's hurry! I'm leaking all over the place!" 

Scrambling up on the bed, Kathy knelt with her head on the pillow, legs 
parted, and ass hiked high in the air. From behind her, Ben could see the 
sopping slash of her twat. Cuntal honey was oozing from her hole, and 
glistening droplets were clinging to the pink petal-like inner folds of her 
inner cunt lips. The reddish hair surrounding the delicious-looking slit was 
matted, and rivulets of lubricating mucous were tracing down the insides of 
her thighs. 

Climbing up behind her, Ben had no doubt that he would be able to get his 
gun off again. Kathy had a snapper, and she knew how to use it. He eased up 
to her rump, bent his still-stiff hard prick at her squishily gaping 
pussyhole, and inserted the head. She sucked in her breath sharply when he 
took hold of her waist, braced his knees, then drove his member in to the 
hilt, slamming the giant cockknob against her womb. 

"Gggaahh! Ben! Hhhuuuhhhh! Oh, Jesus, that feels sooo damn good! You're not 
a man, you're a fucking BULL! Aaahhh! Aaahhh! Fuck me, Ben! Hard! 
Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, Ben! Your fantastic prick is too much! Hhhuuuhhh! 
Hhhuuuhhh!" 

Ben looked down through the crack of her ass at his long hard dick as he 
stabbed it in and out. It was covered with cream, as were his balls that 
were swinging up to slap against the puffy lips of her snatch. She was 
already using her vaginal muscles, alternately squeezing and releasing them 
on his piercing organ. With rhythmic precision, he stroked the full length 
into her clamping sheath, banging his pelvis against her rotating buttocks. 

"FUCK, KATHY! USE THAT CUNT! FUCK, BABY! MAKE ME CUM AGAIN! UNGH! UNGH! 
UNGH! UNGH! GOD, WHAT A PUSSY! YOU WERE MADE FOR FUCKING! DAMN! UNGH! UNGH! 
UNGH!" 

Kathy was undulating her hips and bucking back against him on each inward 
thrust. Her tits were flopping against the bedspread, and she was sobbing 
with delirious rapture over the more than excellent talent Ben had with his 
tremendous prick. When he fucked her, she went into another world, a world 
of glimmering lights and sensuous exhilaration that she experienced with no 
other man. It was more than a screw. It was sheer rapture! 

"HARDER, LOVER! DEEPER! SHOVE IT IN TILL I CAN TASTE IT! OH, BEN! FUCK ME! 
PLEASE! HHHUUUHHH! I'M ALMOST READY! POUND THAT PUSSY! FUCK! FUCK! DARLING! 
YOU'RE THE BEST EVER! FUCK! HUH! HUH! HUH! HHHUUUHHH!" 

Arching his back, Ben began pouring it to her with everything he had, 
jabbing his cock into her almost viciously. He could feel the jizz flowing 
like a seething river through his groin, and in another second he was going 
to explode. 

"CUM, BABY! CUM, KATHY! OH, DAMN, DAMN! I'M READY! HERE IT COMES! AAAGGGHHH! 
UUUNNNGGGHHH! UH! UH! UH! FFFUUUCCCKKK! KATHY! GGGOOODDD! AAARRRGGGHHH!" 

When she felt the fountain of sperm erupt in her belly, she climaxed 
immediately. Lightning flashes shot through her and contracting spasms 
clutched at her uterus. The glorious orgasm took her breath away, and it 
felt as though a thousand needles were pricking her skin. 

"BBBEEENNN! BBBEEENNN! WWWAAAHHH! GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH, MY GOD! 
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! TOO MUCH! TOO MUCH! AAAHHH! AAAHHH! OH! OH! OH! LOVER! 
GOD!" 

After their senses had returned to normal, Ben extracted his wilting cock 
from her juicy twat and backed off the bed. He stood on shaky legs until he 
recovered his balance, then crossed to the dresser for tissues to wipe off 
his dripping tool and balls. He was spent, and when Kathy arose to go to the 
bathroom, he didn't even glance her way. 

Turning to his clothes, he began dressing methodically, wishing now he 
hadn't gone off twice. At forty-three, it took too long to recover from a 
double ejaculation. But then, Kathy was the only woman he had met in fifteen 
years that could accomplish the feat, so he guessed he should feel lucky to 
have her available. 

"Going to leave right away?" Kathy asked, returning to get a robe from the 
closet. 

"I should. I don't know what time the kids will be here. I hadn't planned to 
stay this long. Why?" 

She put on the robe, then went to the dressing table to brush out her hair. 
"Because, it's time we got a few thing settled. I told you when we started 
that I wasn't going to be your part time whore. When are you going to 
divorce that bitch and marry me?" 

Ben was tying his shoes, and his head snapped up. "She's not a bitch, and I 
never said I'd marry you." 

"Perhaps she's not, but the other was understood, and you know it. I'm not 
going to be strung along any longer, Ben. It's all or nothing from here on 
in." 

He stood and walked over to put his hands on her shoulders and look at her 
reflection in the mirror. "Look, honey, don't be that way. I want to get 
things settled with Wanda with as little trouble as possible. You know we're 
not living together. The only problem holding things up is the kids." 

Kathy dropped the brush and turned around. "And just how do you propose to 
settle that?" 

"I've told you." Ben sighed and lit a cigarette. "Wanda's bringing them in 
from their uncle's farm. They're going to spend some time with each of us 
and decide who they want to live with after the divorce." 

"Shit!" She crossed over to the bed and slumped down. "Ben, you must be 
nuts. How do you expect an eleven-and thirteen-year-old girl to want to live 
with you when you're gone most of the time? Girls need a mother, not a 
housekeeper. You don't stand a chance to get them, and you know it. They'll 
choose Wanda, sure as hell." 

"I've got to give it a try. Those girls mean a helluva lot to me, and I'm 
not going to give them up without at least trying to keep them." 

Kathy shook her head sadly. "So they each stay with you for a couple of 
days. What's that going to prove? My God, they've lived with you all their 
lives, except for the last couple of months on that stupid farm. They know 
you as well as they ever will." 

"I've changed. Probably Wanda has, too. Anyway, that's what we decided on 
with our attorneys, and that's what we're going to do. There's always the 
chance that Nan will want to stay with me, and Jill with her mother, or the 
other way around." 

"Oh, Jesus!" The woman laughed sarcastically. "Do you really believe two 
sisters would separate like that? Ben, if I didn't know you were an 
intelligent man, I'd swear I was talking to an imbecile." 

He shrugged and put out his butt. "Be that as it may, we're going to give it 
a try." He glanced at his watch. "I'd better be on my way. Wanda said she'd 
have Nan at my apartment by eight." 

Ben went into the living room, picked up his jacket, and started for the 
door. Kathy was right on his heels, and grabbed his arm before his hand 
touched the knob. 

"Honey, I'm sorry. I know how you feel about your kids. I feel the same way 
about Tim. And there's one thing for certain. If we got married, he'd accept 
you as a father in a minute." 

He nodded. "I shouldn't wonder. That kid needs a father." 

Kathy's eyes narrowed and she released him. "He's not a bad boy. What would 
you have done at fourteen if some little slut started flagging her cunt in 
your face? Even the girl's mother said it wasn't Tim's fault." 

"Well, I can't worry about that now. I have to go." 

She opened the door for him, her face set. "Don't bother to come back until 
something's settled, Ben. I mean it. No more of anything until you get 
straightened out." 

All right, Kathy. I won't argue. If anything happens, I'll let you know. 
Good-bye." 

The grim expression on Ben's face as he went to his car and drove away from 
Kathy's house reflected his determination. Whether the auburn-haired beauty 
was the best fuck and cocksucker he had ever met was of little consequence. 
His primary duty was to his daughters, whether she liked it or not, and he 
was going to retain custody of one or both if at all possible. 

He reached Ames street, took a left, and passed Kathy's dark dress shop. For 
a divorcee, she-did very well, and needed a husband like she needed a third 
hand. Five blocks further on, he pulled over to the curb and stopped across 
from his large drug store. 

Staying in the car, he surveyed the interior through the large plate glass 
windows. Hayes, the young pharmacist he had hired a few months ago, was on 
duty behind the prescription counter. A young, good-looking guy, he drew 
girls into the store like a magnet. At that moment there was a bevy of 
youthful beauties at the soda fountain, sneaking glances at Hayes and 
giggling amongst each other. 

Ben was envious, though he hated to admit it. During the last several years, 
as the girl's outfits became skimpier and skimpier, he had found himself 
standing behind the counter with a hard-on, ignoring the prescriptions and 
thinking how nice it would be to fuck each and every one of the cute little 
twats. 

It had become almost an obsession with him, and of late he had become 
seriously worried about it. He tried to tell himself he wasn't a lecher, but 
the lascivious thoughts persisted. Even now, viewing the scantily clad 
nymphs at the counter, there was a surging desire gripping his cock and 
balls, and his tool tingled as it began to rise. 

"Ah, shit!" he muttered, getting out of the car and stepping into the 
cocktail lounge two doors down that was called The Hole In The Wall. Jeff 
Dabney, the owner, was behind the bar, and there were few customers. 

"Hi, Ben," Jeff greeted him as he slid onto a stool. "How's it going?" 

"So-so. Martini, Jeff." 

"Sure thing." Standing in front of him, the bartender began pouring the 
ingredients into a shaker. "Anything new on the divorce, Ben?" 

"Not really. The kids are coming in for awhile. Wanda and I are going to try 
and find out which one they want to go with. As soon as they decide, then I 
guess we go to court." 

Jeff shook his head as he filled Ben's glass. "Damn shame. Still got the 
apartment?" 

"Uh-huh." 

"Expensive as hell, ain't it. I did the same thing when I broke with the old 
lady. Keeping up two places is a bitch. Wish I had back what it cost me." 

Ben took a swallow of his drink, sighed, and lit a cigarette. He couldn't 
seem to get his mind off the youthful pussies and their nearly naked titties 
in his store across the street. There was no logical sense to it, he knew, 
yet the urgent pangs were still there in his groin. He glanced around, saw 
no one near, then spoke to Jeff in quiet tones. 

"Did you ever want any young stuff, Jeff? I mean, really young?" 

The big man behind the bar leered, nodded, then leaned over the mixing 
counter. "You damn right, buddy! Some of these school kids walking around 
town are enough to make you get your rocks off just looking at 'em. Christ, 
they're just begging to get laid." 

Ben grinned. "You should come over to my place. They flock in there by the 
dozens." 

Jeff chuckled evilly. "No thanks. I'd get a fucking hard-on, and probably 
get arrested just for what I was thinking." He leaned closer and lowered his 
voice. "Did I ever tell you about Larry? That last day bartender I had?" 

"No." 

"He was thirty something, and horny as hell. Somehow, he got into his little 
neighbor girl's pants. She was only fourteen. He said she was a fuck and a 
half. Well, he talked her into lining him up with a couple of her girl 
friends, and quick as that, he was plowing all three of 'em. Jesus! Got so 
they were fucking the poor guy to death. He had to quit me and move away." 

"I'll be damned. How is it he didn't get caught?" 

Jeff shrugged and began washing glasses. "Who's going to squeal on him? The 
little cunts loved it. The only reason he told me was to explain why he had 
to quit. I sure as hell didn't feel sorry for him, though. Christ, I'd have 
given anything to have been in his shoes." 

When Jeff moved down the bar, Ben looked into the back mirror, thoughtfully, 
gratefully. A story like that might have aroused concern in another man with 
growing daughters, but not in him. As a pillar of his church, and a 
long-standing member of the school board, he had raised his girls under a 
strict eye. Wanda, of course, had kept them on the straight and narrow, too. 
He had no worries about things such as Jeff spoke about. None at all. 

Seeing it was seven-thirty, Ben slid off his stool, gave a wave to Jeff, 
then returned to his car. He twisted the ignition, released the brake, then 
before pulling out glanced across at his store. Two girls came out the door 
and stopped on the sidewalk to gab. 

Both youngsters were barefoot and wearing the briefest of shorts. One girl 
had on a see-through blouse, and even from across the street, Ben could see 
the dark circles of her nipples. The other girl's titties were bulging out 
above and below a ribbon-size halter, and when she laughed, Ben could swear 
it was going to fall off. 

As he stared at the two nearly nude lovelies, his prick began to swell 
rapidly in his pants. There was a burning sensation in his balls, and his 
legs started to quiver. He thought of Larry and the three girlish twats that 
yearned to have a hard poker in them, and perspiration broke out on his 
forehead as he wondered if the two standing across the street could have 
been part of Larry's orgy. 

When the girl's parted and walked off in opposite directions, Ben took a 
deep breath, glanced into his mirror, then swung into the street and headed 
the car for his apartment. He was being an old fool for even considering the 
ideas that flashed through his mind. He had all the ass he could handle in 
Kathy, or several other women he knew that were ready. Why waste time 
thinking about kids? 

Pulling into the slot behind the expensive apartment house, he grabbed up 
his coat, locked the car, and went inside. He had a spacious one-bedroom 
corner apartment on the ground floor, and looking forward to seeing his 
oldest daughter for the first time in months, he bounded up the stairs. 

 CHAPTER TWO 

When Ben opened the door, the first thing he noticed was a small suitcase on 
the floor. Then he looked up to see Nan race across the room to throw 
herself against him and hug him. Tossing his coat into a chair, he put his 
arms around her and held her tight as he kissed her cheek repeatedly. 

"Daddy! Oh, gosh, it's good to see you again!" 

"It's good to see you, too, honey," he said gruffly, trying to contain his 
emotions. The pressure of her body against his was disconcerting, so he 
broke away gently, closed the door, then looked at her. 

She was a honey blonde with large blue eyes like her mother. Tall for 
thirteen, she had a slim youthful figure with a large bosom that was out of 
proportion. She was wearing a bright red mini skirt and a matching sweater 
that stretched tightly across her tits. Her face was glowing, and her eyes 
were sparkling with happiness. 

"How have you been, Nan?" he asked, moving to a chair. 

"Lonesome," she replied, taking a seat on the couch. "I sure missed you and 
mom." 

"And we missed you." He pointed to the suitcase. "Is that all you brought?" 

"Uh-huh. I don't need much. It's all wash and wear." 

"Okay. Hungry?" 

"No. We ate at a restaurant on the way in. I could sure use a shower, 
though. I feel cruddy." 

Ben smiled. "Help yourself. By the way, how did you get in?" 

"The manager. He was real nice. He said he didn't even know you had a 
daughter." 

"I didn't think it was any of his business." He stood up. "Well, take your 
things in the bedroom and get your shower. The bedroom's through the hall to 
your right, and the bath is right next to it. I'm going to mix myself a 
drink." 

"Okay. It won't take me long." 

Going to the large kitchen, Ben got out bourbon and ice, tossed off a 
straight shot, then made a stiff highball. He had no intention of getting 
drunk, but he wanted to be very calm when he discussed the situation with 
Nan. Returning to the living room, he sank into his favorite chair and lit a 
cigarette. 

Ben sipped and smoked as he stared at the ceiling and went over in his mind 
exactly how he was going to put across what he wanted to say to his 
daughter. He didn't want to criticize Wanda, but at the same time he wanted 
Nan to believe she would be much better off with him. It was going to be a 
little sticky. 

"Oh, Dad, there's something I forgot to tell you." 

He turned toward the doorway to the hall and the glass and cigarette almost 
slipped from his hands. Nan was standing there with both hands up on the 
jamb and one foot kicked back. The bra she was wearing was all lace, 
covering her huge tits completely, yet letting the darker circles of her 
nipples show through. Her panties were white and very brief. A vee of pubic 
hair was visible behind the thin nylon, and light-colored ringlets curled 
out from under the elastic around her thighs. 

Ben was so taken aback he couldn't speak. All he could do was let his eyes 
rove over his daughter's lush figure, try to regain his breath, and strive 
to keep his cock from leaping to an erection. 

"Mom said to tell you that she'd like to have you call her whenever it's 
convenient. She said there's no rush, but I thought I'd better tell you 
before I forgot about it completely." 

"All right," he managed to croak. "Thank you. Did she have anything else to 
say?" 

Nan moved to the center of the room and stood with her feet apart, her arms 
folded under her full tits, looking thoughtful. "Nooo, I can't think of 
anything else. She didn't talk much at all on the way back from the farm. I 
guess she had a lot on her mind." 

Ben's balls were beginning to ache, and there was nothing he could do to 
prevent his cock from rising. He couldn't stop staring at the luscious 
creature before him. In the last few years, his time had been so much taken 
up with meetings, church and work that he hadn't noticed Nan maturing. Now 
he found himself comparing her to the girls that came in the drug store, and 
without wanting it to, lust began blazing in his loins. 

"Sit down a minute, honey," he said, wanting to keep this vision near him as 
long as possible. "Where on earth did you get that brassiere?" 

Nan resumed her seat on the couch, looking down at the lace-covered melons 
that jutted out from her chest. "Oh, Aunt Ginny bought it for me. I had to 
take a woman's size, and this one was the prettiest, so she got it for me. 
Don't you like it?" 

He took a sip of his drink and cleared his throat. "I guess it's fine, but 
it doesn't hide much, does it?" 

The girl giggled. "Oh, Daddy. Bras aren't to hide, they're to support and 
mold. Didn't you know that?" 

"I suppose not." Her ripe, nearly perfect body was driving him to 
distraction, and control over his distending prick was totally impossible. 
"I hope you wear a decent blouse or sweater with it, though." 

Laughing gaily, Nan jumped up and crossed over to stand between his legs. 
She put her hands on his cheeks, then bent over to kiss him. Straightening 
up, she said, "Of course I do. I know you and mom would have a fit if I 
didn't. I think I'll go take that shower now." 

Quickly setting his cigarette and glass aside, Ben put his hands on her 
naked waist and pulled her close, looking up into her face. "You know I love 
you, don't you, baby?" 

"Sure, Daddy. Jill and I both know it." 

"And you know your mother and I are having problems?" 

"Uh-huh. But you'll work it out. I bet you will." 

He leaned forward suddenly and kissed her bare stomach, feeling her firm 
tits brush the top of his head and smelling the sweaty-hair aroma that 
drifted up from her crotch. While his lips wiped across her velvety skin, he 
reached behind her, rubbed her firm buttocks, then ran his hands down the 
backs of her thighs. 

"Jeez, Daddy, that tickles!" Her hands were on his shoulders and she 
squeezed them, then wriggled out of his grasp and backed away with a wide 
smile. "You know I hate being tickled! Don't DO that!" 

Ben forced a grin and leaned back. "Okay, kitten. I won't tickle you any 
more. I promise. Now get moving." 

"Be back in a few minutes." 

She spun around and pranced toward the hall. Ben watched her pert little ass 
bobble under the thin panties, and when she had disappeared around the 
corner, he grabbed for his stiff prick and gave it a hard squeeze. His 
erection was painful, after cumming twice with Kathy, and his nuts felt as 
though they were on fire, but the memory of Nan's delectability wouldn't go 
away. 

He had gulped the rest of his drink, downed two more, and was feeling no 
pain when Nan made her reappearance. This time she was wearing a light blue 
shorty nightgown and panties, and had her hair plaited into one long pony 
tail. The top was so sheer he could see her breasts completely, and they 
were even more lush than he had imagined. 

"I'm really thirsty. Is there anything in the refrigerator?" 

"There's some ginger ale, hon. That's about it." 

"Good. I like it." 

Nan returned with a tinkling glass, sat down, then noticed her father's 
bleary eyes. "You look beat, Dad. Tough day?" 

"No more than usual." He was struggling to keep from looking at the 
magnificent pink-tipped orbs that were pushing her gown away from her chest. 
"I am tired." 

"Me, too. Why don't you go to bed, and I'll make up the couch." 

He shook his head. "I'm going to shower as soon as I finish this drink. 
About the couch, baby, it's very uncomfortable to sleep on. I tried it one 
afternoon. I'm afraid you'll have to sleep with me in the bed." 

"That's all right. I don't mind. I got used to sleeping with Jill on the 
farm, and nothing could be worse than that." 

"How did you like it up there? Have fun?" 

"Oh, it was okay, I guess. The only thing, though, Uncle Al was always 
looking at me real funny like. I thought I was just imagining it at first, 
but then Jill told me the same thing. It was really weird!" 

"Looking at you how?" 

Nan lifted and dropped her shoulders. "I don't know. It's kinda hard to 
explain. It made me feel real kinky, though." 

It wasn't difficult for Ben to imagine what had been going through his 
brother-in-law's mind. The way Nan was built, she could excite lust in any 
male, young or old. Beauty or body was all it took, and when you combined 
them, it was dynamite. 

"He didn't, uhhh, do anything, did he?" 

She looked at him blankly. "Like what?" 

"Never mind." He could tell from her response that nothing had happened. 
Tossing off the remainder of his highball, he concentrated on getting to his 
feet. "I'm going to the bath, now. Hit the sack whenever you're ready. I'll 
be in in a little while." 

"Okay." 

Ben got his pajamas from the dresser, went into the bathroom to strip, then 
took a long hot shower to clear his mind of the fog of alcohol. As he soaped 
his organ and gonads, he thought of jacking off to relieve the pressure, 
then decided it would drain him too much. He rinsed, dried, brushed his 
teeth, then slipped into his pajamas. 

After checking the apartment and turning out the lights, he went into the 
bedroom. Nan was lying on her side, facing outward, sound asleep. Wanda had 
often remarked it would take an explosion to wake Nan up during the night. 
He turned back the covers, switched off the light, then climbed into bed to 
lay on his back. 

The feel of his daughter's warmth, so near him in the darkness, seemed to 
inflame him instantly. Within seconds his joint became rigid, poked through 
his pajamas, and made a tent out of the covers. Putting his hands behind his 
head, he tried to think of something else; the drugstore, the school board 
meeting next week, getting a tune-up on his car. Nothing worked. 

He was about to resign himself to pounding off in order to get some sleep 
when Nan stirred and rolled over. Suddenly her head was on his arm,, her 
nearly naked tits pressed against his side, and her bare leg thrown across 
him. He clenched his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut. 

Oh, God, no! he thought. I can't! Not to my own daughter! 

Ben was trembling, wanting to put his arm down and around her, pull her 
close and kiss her. Temptation gnawed at his gut like a live thing, and he 
moaned aloud. Nan didn't-move, and her slow even breathing was 
uninterrupted. 

The agony was fierce, and Ben's mind was reeling as he lay there fighting 
with his conscience. If she were older, maybe. But thirteen? No! He wouldn't 
even touch her! Not only would it be incest, but he could lose her forever, 
along with her love. It was terrible to even think about it! Even criminal! 

His thick pole was throbbing wildly, dancing under the covers as though it 
was trying to break free. He was in sheer torment, and the pain in his balls 
was torture. He had to do something, ANYTHING, to get relief! Running 
blurred ideas through his clouded mind, he finally hit upon a solution that 
would harm no one. 

Very tenderly, he turned Nan back on her other side near the edge of the 
bed. Moving up behind her, he cautiously raised her upper leg and pushed his 
elongated tool between the apex of her thighs. He could feel the heat of her 
cunt through her panties as he lowered the leg to clamp his dick in the warm 
flesh. 

Oh, Jesus! he thought. Forgive me, Nan! I have to! I can't help it! 

Putting an arm around her, he cupped a tit lightly, then very slowly speared 
his aching muscle through her thighs until her buns were pressed against his 
pelvis. She hadn't stirred a bit during the entire process. 

Encouraged by her sound slumber, Ben began humping his ass, sliding his 
prick back and forth against her silky thighs and cozy pussy. The sensation 
was unbelievable! Closing his eyes, he pictured his cock inside Nan's 
scalding twat as he sawed his rod back and forth between her legs. 

"Christ!" he whispered softly. "Ooohhh, damn! Uuunnnggghhh! Nan! Aaaggghhh! 
Ooohhh, Nan! My baby! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!" 

Ben allowed himself "to fantasize, forced himself to in fact. He imagined 
Nan under him, stark naked, her long shapely legs draped across his back and 
her titties crushed against his chest as he plowed his man-meat into her 
virgin sheath. She was crying out for more, begging him to fuck her harder, 
pleading with him to make her cum. 

He started humping faster, gliding his dick back and forth against the soft 
flesh of her thighs and the even softer lips of her girlish cunt. He could 
feel her soft pubic curls rubbing on the top of his swollen member as he 
gently and tenderly fondled her soft tit. She was ALL softness! Softness, 
and purity, and virginity! 

"Ugh! Ugh! Uhg! Uhg! Nan! Oh, Nan! Fuck, honey! Fuck daddy! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! 
Aaarrrggghhh! Oh, baby! Now! I'm going to cccuuummm! UNF! UNF! UNF!" 

His words were scarcely louder than heavy breathing, but when his prick 
began spewing hot semen onto the rug on the other side of the bed, it jerked 
so hard he was afraid it would wake her up. When the last drops had drizzled 
out of his pecker, he lay motionless for several minutes, hoping fervently 
that her deep sleep hadn't been disturbed. 

When she didn't move, and her chest continued to rise and fall rhythmically, 
he carefully lifted her leg again and removed his shriveling organ. After 
her thighs were reclosed, he turned over on his back with a smile of 
satisfaction, and drifted off to a deep and contented sleep. 

Nan roused slowly as the ghosts of her dream-drugged mind faded. She 
stretched, yawned, then started when she opened her eyes and glanced around 
the unfamiliar room. Frightened, she rose on an elbow, then seeing her 
father next to her, remembered where she was. A feeling of intense relief 
flooded through her, and she lay back with a soft smile curving her lips. 

Being back with her father was comforting. It gave her a sense of belonging 
that she hadn't felt at the farm with her aunt and uncle. The reassurance 
that she still had a family and that her parents still loved her erased the 
worries that had nagged her since they had sent her and her sister away with 
the lame excuse that the girls would enjoy being on the farm for a while. 

Still, as she relaxed and stared at the ceiling, listening to her father's 
heavy breathing, something disturbed her about her dreams during the night. 
There were only hazy recollections that wafted back and forth, but they had 
something to do with her body, she was sure. 

After a few minutes, since she couldn't recall the dreams with any clarity, 
she decided to get up and go to the bathroom, as her bladder was full. She 
threw back the covers and sat up, about to swing her legs over the side of 
the bed when she noticed the tent formed over her dad's pelvis. She didn't 
realize, and couldn't have known, that Ben had an early morning piss 
hard-on. 

He had one arm flung out over the edge of the bed, and the other across his 
eyes. His legs were parted, and he seemed to be totally limp. The mound 
under the covers near the middle of his body didn't move, yet it made a 
higher protrusion than his feet. 

Nan was curious. She knew that boys were different than girls, but wasn't 
exactly sure what that difference was. They had openings in the front of 
their pants and didn't have to sit down to pee. That was common knowledge. 
Other that that, she was totally ignorant, partly because of her parent's 
strictness, and partly because she hadn't had the occasion to learn more. 

However, the mound intrigued her. Since her father was sound asleep, she saw 
no harm in taking a quick peek under the covers at whatever it was that was 
sticking up. She leaned forward, bending almost double, and lifted the 
sheet. At the first glimpse of the massive pole sticking out of his pajama 
fly, she gulped, swallowed hard and wavered. Then, with a bravery she didn't 
know she had, she uncovered it completely. 

The big thing pointed up at an angle. Through the hair that covered most of 
it, she could see veins and tendons that made sharp ridges. The purplish tip 
resembled a fireman's helmet, was shiny and smooth, and had a slit at the 
very end. It was the first time she had ever seen a penis, and she was 
fascinated. 

Glancing at her father's face to make sure he hadn't awakened, she drew her 
knees up and held them with both arms as she gawked at the gigantic male 
member, inspecting it carefully with her eyes in a sort of clinical 
wonderment, trying to visualize what it would be like to have something like 
that. 

It struck her as odd that such an immense thing didn't make a bulge in his 
pants when he was dressed, but she couldn't recall ever seeing a mound in 
his trousers. Then it occurred to her that it must hang down his leg when he 
stood up and moved around. 

After viewing the massive muscle for several minutes with casual detachment, 
she slipped from the bed and went to the bathroom, leaving him lying there 
exposed. The sight of his erect rod had been interesting, but it hadn't 
excited her. 

When she pulled her panties down to pee, she felt a slight tenderness on the 
insides of her thighs. Squatting on the stool, she parted her legs and 
inspected herself. Her thighs, near her crotch, were red and chafed, and she 
was puzzled. Nothing she had done during the previous day could have caused 
that. As her piss hissed into the bowl, she tried to think of any reason for 
it, but came up with a blank. 

Nan wiped herself thoroughly, washed her hands and face, then went into the 
kitchen. It had been her practice for years to make the coffee if she was 
the first one up, but she had some trouble locating the percolator and the 
can of grounds. When she did, she got it going, then sat down at the table 
to wait for her father to arise. 

Ben woke up with a dozen demons pounding anvils in his head. He sat up 
groggily, rubbed at his eyes, then got out of bed and trudged to the 
bathroom with a throbbing pain at his temples and a foul taste in his mouth. 
He pissed, brushed his teeth, then slapped cold water on his face. It was 
only then that he remembered that Nan was in the apartment, and that he had 
been walking around with his dick hanging out. 

"Oh, Christ!" he muttered, staring at his bleary reflection in the mirror, 
recalling vividly what he had done during the night. 

Drying off, he ran a comb through his hair, snapped his fly closed, then 
plodded barefoot toward the kitchen from where he could smell the aroma of 
freshly brewed coffee. 

"Good morning, Daddy. Coffee's almost ready." The morning sun was streaming 
in through the window behind her, and he could plainly see her tremendous 
breasts through the thin top of her nightie. She seemed bright and happy and 
unaware of what he had done to her while she was asleep. 

"Morning, honey." He sat down quickly before he got an erection and reached 
for a pack of cigarettes he had left on the table. "The cups are in the 
cupboard next to the sink." 

"I'll get 'em. How do you feel this morning?" 

He held his head. "Lousy." 

"You'll feel better after some coffee." Nan got up, took down the cups and 
saucers, filled them, and brought them to the table. "Didn't you sleep good? 
Boy, I sure did! I guess I was pretty tired." 

Ben nodded without comment and began blowing on the steaming black liquid in 
his cup. After a few cautious sips, he put it down and looked across at his 
daughter, trying not to let his guilt and shame show through. "What do you 
want to do today, kitten?" 

Nan opened her eyes with surprise. "Don't you have to go to the store?" 

"No, I'm taking a few days off to be with you and Jill. The other boys are 
taking over for me. We can do anything you'd like." 

She shifted in her chair to cross her legs, and her heavy tits swayed, the 
pink nipples brushing teasingly against the gauzy top. "Gosh, I don't know, 
Dad. Mom said you'd probably want to talk to me all day. Do you?" 

Ben took a drag from his cigarette and swallowed a mouthful of coffee, then 
exhaled with resignation and nodded. "Yes, I do have some things to say, and 
I want you to think about them very seriously." 

"All right." Nan leaned forward to rest her tits on the table and look at 
him with an intense expression. 

"Honey, the reason you're here is to decide whether you want to live with 
your mother or with me. It looks like we're going to get a divorce, and it's 
up to you which one of us you want to stay with. Is that clear?" 

The girl's eyes saddened. "Are you sure? Are you and mom really going to 
give up?" 

"I guess so. We can't seem to work things out any other way. All that 
remains now is for you girls to make up your minds which way you want to go. 
I suppose right now your mother is telling Jill the same thing, if she 
hasn't already." 

Nan picked up her cup and sipped at it thoughtfully. She had known things 
weren't going too well with her parents, but she had no idea things were as 
bad as all that. It came as a blow, and she was nearly on the verge of 
bursting into tears. She loved them both. How could she choose between them? 

"Daddy, do I have to say right now? I mean, maybe you and mom could patch 
things up and we wouldn't have to, you know, split." 

"There's not much chance of that, baby, but you don't have to give an answer 
right away. We just want you to think about it. You're going to stay with me 
for a while, then with your mother. That way you can see both sides." 

Ben's head was splitting, and the coffee wasn't helping at all. A hangover 
made it difficult to rationally discuss such a serious matter, and he was 
debating whether to have a drink to straighten out. He knew he'd been 
sopping up too much of late, but the pressures were beginning to wear him 
down, and he needed something to keep going. 

"What do you want us to do, Daddy?" Nan asked meekly. 

"I can't decide for you, kitten. You know I love you, but your mother loves 
you just as much. It's a helluva position to put you in, but I'm afraid it 
can't be helped." 

"Jeez, what a mess!" She began drawing circles on the table cloth with her 
finger. 

"I know. Let's drop it for a while, shall we? I've got to get well." 

When he stood up from the table, Nan's eyes flicked to the fly of his 
pajamas almost without thinking. There was no evidence of the gigantic thing 
she had seen earlier, only a slight motion under the material to indicate 
that something was there. It was a mystery to her where he had put it, and 
it took her mind off the other problem. 

"I'll get you more coffee, Daddy," she said quickly. 

"I need more than coffee, honey. Thanks, anyway." 

Ben went to the counter and began assembling the ingredients for a Bloody 
Mary, the most effective cure for a hangover he had ever found. This was 
going to be a long day, and he needed everything he could think of to cope 
with it. 

Watching him busy himself with the strange concoction, Nan was thinking of 
what he would say if he knew she had seen his hard penis. 

 CHAPTER THREE 

Ben threw everything into the blender glass, filling it nearly to the top. 
Then he cracked in two raw eggs, put the top on, and set it whirring. The 
bright red mixture rotated violently for a few seconds, then he shut it off. 

"Ugh!" Nan said, making a face. "Are you really going to drink that?" 

"I sure am." He poured a glass half full, gulped it down, then refilled it 
almost to the brim. "That should do it, if I don't die first." 

"Do you feel that bad?" she asked, concern in her voice. 

"Yeah. I shouldn't drink on an empty stomach." 

"How about a nice hot bath? You always said they made you feel better." 

He took a hefty swallow of the drink and smacked his lips. "That's not a bad 
idea. A little steam might help." 

Nan jumped up with her titties hobbling. "I'll go get it ready for you. Just 
sit down till I call." 

Grinning, he carried his glass to the table. "Okay, nurse. Have at it." 

She scurried from the room and he sat down to light another cigarette. He 
was smoking too much and drinking too much, but what the hell. When things 
got back to somewhere near normal, he'd slack off and resume an ordinary 
regimen. 

What troubled him most at the moment was his lustful reaction toward his 
oldest daughter. It took the concentration of all his will power to keep 
from thinking of her in a sexual sense. After seeing her nearly naked 
girl/woman body, it was difficult to keep her in the perspective of a sweet, 
innocent child. 

Without a doubt there were many adult females who would love to be as well 
endowed as Nan was, and any male worth his salt would give his left nut to 
be able to feel the tight pressure of her virginal sheath. Her unassuming 
and naive attitude about her body and beauty made her all the more 
desirable. 

If she should elect to stay with him, he was not at all sure just how long 
he would be able to control the lustful craving he felt, especially when she 
ripened and blossomed into a young lady. He was ashamed of his unnatural 
desire, but it wasn't something he could turn off like a water faucet. 

"Okay, Daddy," Nan called out. "It's all set." 

"Be right there." He emptied the rest of the Bloody Mary into his glass and 
carried it with him to the bathroom. 

Nan was standing by the door, smiling. He smiled back at her, put his glass 
on the sink counter, then saw the steam rolling up over the tub. It was 
going to be hot. He took off his pajama top and hung it on the back of the 
door, then noticed that Nan was making no effort to leave. 

"Are you going to watch me, honey?" he asked, slightly taken aback by her 
obvious audacity. 

She looked at him shyly. "I thought ... I thought I might wash your back or 
something, if you wanted me to." 

An exhilarating tingle passed through him at her remark. She actually wanted 
to see him naked! He had never shown himself to either of the girls, not 
even letting them see him in his shorts. The idea of exhibiting himself to 
her caused a fleeting spasm of nervousness, then it became appealing. He 
wanted her to see his bare body! He wanted her to look at his genitals and 
see how she reacted! 

It had been the same way in the store sometimes when he had an almost 
overwhelming urge to whip out his prick and walk down the counter full of 
young cunts and show them what a man's cock really looked like. 

"Are you sure, kitten?" he asked softly. 

"Yes." Her reply was little more than a whisper. 

"All right." 

Ben tried to appear as nonchalant as possible as he dropped his pajama 
bottoms, picked them up and hung them on the door. He didn't even look at 
his daughter's face as he moved over to the tub, gingerly tested the water 
with his toe, then climbed in and eased down. The water was nearly scalding, 
and he winced when his cock and balls dipped into it. 

Nan noticed, and stepped over quickly. "Did I get it too hot, Dad?" 

"Nooo," he groaned. "I'll get used to it in a minute. Hand me my drink, will 
you?" 

"Sure." She passed him the glass, then sat down on the toilet seat to watch 
him slide down in the water until it was lapping at his chest. She tried 
hard not to stare at the limp organ lying across his thigh or the strange 
sac in his crotch, but her eyes wouldn't move away from them. His thing 
seemed so small now, compared to what it had been in bed. 

Ben observed the direction of her glassy gaze, took a sip of his drink, then 
asked, "You've never seen one of those before, have you, honey?" 

"Huh-unh." She couldn't tell him about this morning. 

"That's a penis, kitten. All boys and men have one. Do you know what it's 
for?" 

"N ... n ... no," she stammered. 

"We use them to urinate out of, among other things. Do you know what that 
means?" 

"Yes." The thing was moving, sliding off his leg, and it seemed to be 
getting bigger! 

Ben wasn't making a conscious effort to get a hard-on, but the intense way 
she was gaping at it, and the excellent view he had of her thinly covered 
titties sent the blood flowing into his tingling prick. It grew slowly, 
gradually, lengthening and raising until the bulbous tip erupted from the 
water, glistening wetly. 

"I didn't mean for that to happen," he said sincerely. "It's something I 
can't control, sometimes. Does it bother you?" 

Nan shook her head, unable to form words. What she had just witnessed 
boggled her mind, and she still couldn't believe it. She hadn't known that 
any part of the human body could grow like that, and the sight had started 
weird sensations in the area of her abdomen. 

"Daddy, how ... how do you do that?" she asked breathlessly. 

"It's normal for a man, honey," he answered, as casually as he could. "Like 
opening and closing your fist. Blood flows into it and makes the muscles 
stretch." 

"Oh." She really didn't understand, but didn't know what questions to ask to 
get a better answer. "Does it hurt when you do that?" 

He couldn't suppress a laugh. "No, baby. It doesn't hurt. It would if it 
stayed that way for a long time, though. Do you want to touch it?" 

She did, but she was afraid. She felt strange, looking at his private things 
with him watching her, and there was something happening in that place 
between her thighs that had never happened before. Swallowing hard, she 
said, "I ... I don't think so, Daddy. I'd feel funny." 

Ben's stiff prick was thrumming, and he felt a compulsive need to have her 
rub her tiny hands over it. He told himself he would never go any farther 
than that, but he had to have at least that much satisfaction or he would 
lose control. 

"All right, honey, I'll tell you what. Why don't you wash me all over? That 
wouldn't be so bad, would it?" 

Again, Nan gulped. When she had been running the water, she had planned to 
try and see her dad naked in the tub, and had been glad when he didn't seem 
to mind. But now that he wanted her to actually feel him, she became 
apprehensive, and wasn't sure whether it was a nice thing to do or not. 

"Nan, I'm your father," Ben said soothingly when she seemed hesitant. "It's 
okay. There's nothing wrong with it. Nurses give their patients baths all 
the time. Just pretend you're a nurse." 

In that light, it didn't seem bad at all, and a smile began to raise the 
corners of her lovely lips. "All right. Do yqu want to finish your drink 
first?" 

"Yes. Take off your top so you won't get it wet, then get a wash cloth from 
under the sink." 

Nan stood up, pulled off her top, then folded it neatly and laid it on the 
counter. She wasn't at all abashed about baring her breasts to her father. 
She was guileless about her body and, after all, he was lying there in the 
tub totally nude. She bent over to get a wash cloth, then stepped over with 
swaying tits to kneel next to the tub. 

When he saw her completely uncovered, rosy-tipped tits, Ben's rigid pecker 
began jerking uncontrollably. The firm cones were perfectly symmetrical, and 
the nipples at the end were a virginal blush of pink. It took every ounce of 
his self-control to keep from leaning over and sucking one of the luscious 
points into his mouth. 

"Daddy!" she gasped with astonishment. "Your penis is moving!" 

"I know, baby," he rasped. "Don't worry about it. It does that sometimes." 
He drained his glass. "Here. Set this on the toilet seat, will you?" 

"Uh-huh." 

When she turned back, Nan wet and soaped the cloth, then began at Ben's feet 
and started washing him. He watched with interest as she did his legs and 
rinsed them, then hesitated when she reached his crotch. "Go ahead, 
sweetheart. Do it all." 

"Okay." 

Covering the washcloth with suds, she scrubbed his scrotum lightly, as 
though afraid she might hurt him, then began washing the gigantic prick that 
stuck its pounding head out of the water. The warm creamy lather was like a 
slick vagina on his dick, and he couldn't hold back a sighing moan of 
pleasure. 

Nan's head snapped around, and she yanked her hand away from his hard joint. 
"Jeez, did I hurt you, Dad?" 

"No, honey. Not at all. It feels good, that's all. Don't stop. Get it good 
and clean." 

She felt that he was only saying that to be nice, and was sure that the 
rough terry cloth had caused him some discomfort. She dropped it in the 
water, rubbed soap between her hands, then started washing his penis with 
her palms and fingers. The hard muscle jumped in her hand, especially when 
she reached the smooth knob at the end. 

"Ooohhh, Nan! God! Keep it up! Just like that! Wash it, baby! Uuunnnggghhh! 
Move your hands up and down on it! That's it! Ooohhh, honey! AAAGGGHHH!" 

The side of the tub was cold against her bare, flopping tits as Nan pumped 
on her father's peter. He was squirming so much the water was splashing up 
against them. She was sure she was causing him pain, but he was begging for 
more, so she didn't stop. The long hard penis in her grasp was like a 
slippery snake, but she continued to stroke it with her soapy hands. 

"Faster, baby! Faster! Keep both hands on it! Uuuhhh! Oh, God! 
Hhhuuunnnggghhh! That's it! DON'T STOP, NAN! AAAGGGHHH! Oh, Jesus! Ungh! 
Ungh! UNGH! UNGH! GGGAAAAHHH!" 

The girl was in a quandary, not knowing what she was doing. He was acting as 
though he was in agony, yet he didn't want her to let go. She had an impulse 
to leap up and run from the room, but was mesmerized by the way he was 
lunging upward and forcing his hard thing through her fists. 

"Daddy !" she sobbed. "I don't know what to do!" 

"Just don't stop! Oh, God, Nan! You're making daddy feel so good! 
Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Pump it, hon! Faster! Oh, damn! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" 

His lust-crazed eyes were fixed on his daughters slick pounding hands and 
her magnificent titties that were swaying and slapping together. He wanted 
to grab one of those creamy mounds and squeeze it, but was afraid he would 
frighten her. Boiling, bubbling jizz was pouring through his tubes, and he 
was about ready to cum. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before, 
and nothing he could have done would have held it back. 

"Daddy, my arms are getting tired! Can I stop now?" 

"JUST ... A ... LITTLE ... BIT ... MORE ... BABY! JUST ... A...! UH! UH! UH! 
UH! AAARRRGGGHHH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! OOOHHH,NNNAAANNN! 
GGGAAAHHH!" 

"EEEIII!" A shriek exploded from Nan's lips when a geyser of white liquid 
squirted from the ejaculating penis she was holding. It shot out in jets, 
hung suspended, then rained down on her hands and arms. She could feel the 
convulsive spasms in the thing as it continued to squirt. She wanted to 
release it, but her fingers wouldn't open. Then suddenly it was over, and 
there was only an oozing from the tiny slit in the end. 

"Oh, Nan, that was perfect," Ben sighed, going limp and letting his knees 
bump against the sides of the tub. "Just perfect." 

The girl was shaking when she was finally able to pull her hands back and 
slump down on the floor on one hip. "What ... what did I do?" 

With the culmination of climax past, Ben's sex-dulled mind began to clear, 
and the realization of what he had allowed to happen hit him forcefully. 
Pushing himself up to a sitting position, he looked at his obviously 
horrified daughter with compassion. 

"Nan, what you just did was beautiful. Whether you know it or not, you gave 
me a gift of love." 

She glanced at the thick white droplets dotting her hands and arms, then 
turned her eyes on him with a puzzled expression. "I did?" 

"Yes, honey. What came out of my penis is the seed of life. When I release 
that seed, I feel wonderful. You helped me by what you did. You masturbated 
me, Nan, and that's one way of showing how much you love another person. Can 
you understand that?" 

"I'm not sure. I think so. I'm kinda confused." 

He smiled at her warmly. "That's all right. I'll explain it all to you 
later. Do you want to finish washing me now?" 

"Uh huh. Let me wash off, first." 

He watched her go to the sink and rinse off the cum. The dark crack of her 
jaunty ass showed through her panties, and fawn-colored tufts of girlish 
cunt hair protruded from under the elastic in her crotch. The siglit of the 
curls prodded a thought into his head. 

"Nan, have you ever cut your hair down around your belly and between your 
legs?" 

She spun around, water dripping from her hands. "No. I didn't know I 
should." 

"Well, it's a good idea. Especially when you wear shorts or a bathing suit. 
I'll do it for you, if you'd like." 

She looked at him quizzically as she approached the tub, but bobbed her head 
in assent. Kneeling again, she finished washing him, then rinsed his back 
and chest. When he stood up, she reached for a towel, and without being 
asked, began drying him off. She had reached his knees when he stepped out, 
his prick still erect and pulsing. 

"Can you make it get soft, too?" she asked, squatting to towel his ankles 
and feet and inclining her head toward his dick. 

He chuckled. "Not very easily. It can get to be a problem, sometimes." 

Nan stopped and stared at his giant, purple-headed hard-on, then lowered her 
gaze to the sac hanging beneath it. "What are those?" she asked, touching 
his balls with her forefinger. 

"Testicles." 

"Don't they get in the way? I mean, do you ever accidentally squeeze them 
with your legs?" 

"No. They manage to stay out of the way." 

"Hhhmmm." She got up and hung the towel over the rack, then turned back to 
point her lush tits at him. "Feel better, now?" 

"Much, thank you." He put his arms around her and hugged her close, 
flattening her breasts against him and punching her in the belly with his 
stiff I cock. "How about you?" 

She locked her hands behind him and squeezed. "I thought it was far out, 
Daddy. Honest! Maybe you could give me a bath one of these days." 

He kissed her cheek, ear, and the side of her neck. "I'd like that very 
much. Right now, though, I'd like to show you how much I love you. Think you 
could stand it?" 

Nan backed away and looked up at his face. "What do you mean?" 

"I'd like to kiss you, honey, here, here, and here," he said, touching each 
hard nipple and her pussy. 

"Really?" Her brows arched and her eyes were filled with amazement. 

"Really. I'm sure you'd like it. Want to try?" 

She chewed on her lower lip and debated. She wouldn't mind his kissing her 
breasts, but she'd had some awfully funny feelings a few times when she'd 
washed between her legs. She didn't know what would happen if he kissed her 
down there, but after a moment's thought she decided there wouldn't be 
anything wrong with it. 

"All right, Daddy," she said timidly, "if you're sure you want to." 

"There's nothing I'd like better, kitten. Why don't you go to the bedroom 
while I shave. It won't take me more than five minutes." 

"All right." Nan picked up her nightie top, cast a quick look at her 
father's mysterious organ, then went into the hall. 

In the bedroom, the girl peeled off her panties, put her things atop the 
dresser, then pulled back the drapes on the windows. When warm sunlight was 
flooding the room, she stepped to the bed and began making it up with the 
precision that her mother had drilled into her. As she worked, listening to 
her dad humming in the bathroom, a vague memory of a misty dream she had had 
during the night wormed its way into her consciousness. 

It had something to do with her father and a physical contact between them, 
but try as she might she couldn't bring it into focus. Thatmental groping 
triggered other thoughts, and an uncertainty crept over her about what she 
had agreed to let him do. 

The episode in the tub had both frightened and intrigued her. There had been 
a sort of thrilling wickedness to it, like snitching cookies or skipping 
school, though she was sure he would never let her do anything that was 
wrong or sinful. He had said that what they had done was beautiful, and she 
was trying hard to accept that, but some sixth sense told her that it wasn't 
usual for girls to do things like that to their fathers. 

Ben entered the room briskly, carrying his pajamas and smiling broadly, then 
came to an abrupt halt when he saw Nan's virgin nudity displayed before him. 
The glare from the windows was like several flood lights, leaving not a hint 
of a shadow on her flawless form. She was standing erect by the side of the 
bed, looking at him pensively as he devoured her with his eyes. 

"Nan, you're absolutely gorgeous," Ben said huskily while he gaped at the 
curl-fringed slit that separated the pouty lips of her cunt. "Gorgeous!" 

"Thank you, Daddy." Her fears and indecisiveness evaporated when she saw the 
look of sincere admiration on his face, and she expelled the breath she had 
been holding. "What do you want me to do?" 

Lie down on the bed, honey. I'll be right there." His heart had the rapid 
beat of a trip hammer as he tucked his pajamas in a drawer then crossed over 
to stare down at her prone figure with undiluted passion. Unbridled lust 
enveloped him and he gave it full rein. 

Nan stiffened slightly when she saw the look on his face, but she smiled 
bravely as he climbed up to kneel next to her. Then he was bending down and 
kissing her lips, cheeks and eyes, and she could smell the fragrant odor of 
his after shave lotion. 

"Ooooohhhh, baby! he moaned, moving his lips to her creamy neck and 
shoulders. While he brushed his mouth over her firm titties and flicked his 
tongue back and forth across her taut pink nipples, his hand inched 
tantalizingly up her thigh to the furry love nest in her crotch, and he 
began fondling the fleshy cunt lips. 

The girl's body jumped convulsively under his tender and sensuous kisses and 
caresses. Unusually pleasant sensations began flooding through her, and she 
whimpered softly as she placed a hand on his bare back and rubbed it. 

"Ooohhh, Daddy! Uuummm! Uuuhhh! When you do that I feel all funny inside! 
Gosh! Ooohhh! I didn't know it would be like thisl Hhhuuuhhh! Wow! Aaahhh!" 

Enjoy it, sweetheart," he groaned, moving his mouth from one luscious cone 
to the other. "That's all I want you to do. Enjoy it. Uuummmfff! UUUMMMFFF! 
UUUMMM!" 

Her flat belly was palpitating as Nan felt her nipple being sucked into his 
mouth and heard the wet smacking of his lips. He had pushed her legs apart 
and was titillating the private area of her crotch with feather-light 
touches of his fingertips which sent jolting shocks into her groin. 

"Daddy! Hhhuuuhhh! I don't understand what's happening! I feel so weird! 
Ooohhh! Uuuhhh! Dad! I think you'd better stop! Uuunnnggghhh! Something's 
going on inside me! Oh, Dad, DON'T!" 

Ben's swollen prick was jerking violently and his bloated balls had started 
to ache. Nan's plaintive cries fell on deaf ears as he moved around to 
position himself between her spread legs, then crouched down to kiss the 
insides of her silky thighs and nuzzle his face into the soft fluff that 
covered her pelvis. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMMFFF!" 

Tears were forming in Nan's eyes when she raised her head to watch the top 
of her father's head as he pressed his mouth against the sensitive area 
surrounding her very secret place. The feelings she had were scary, and she 
even felt ashamed, though she didn't know why. It was good and bad, exciting 
and terrible, all at the same time. 

"don't, DADDY! OH, PLEASE! THAT'S ENOUGH! I DON'T WANT YOU TO DO IT ANY 
MORE! PLEASE! GGG AAAHHH! OH, JEEZ, DAD! STOP! OH!" 

He heard her pleas this time, but ignored them, knowing that all girls felt 
squeamish the first time until they experienced their first orgasm. He 
straightened his legs out and lay down on the mattress with his stiff cock 
poking into the spread. Then he burrowed into her pussy, parting the outer 
lips with his tongue and delving into her steamy slash to lick her hardening 
clitoris. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMMGGGHHH! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM!" 

When his raspy tongue sloshed across her tender clit, an electric shock 
roared through the young girl, taking her breath away and forcing her to 
throw her head back onto the pillow as she writhed uncontrollably. She 
gritted her teeth, squinched her eyes and clutched at the covers with her 
out-flung hands as the searing flashes sped through her torso and limbs. 

"DDDAAADDDYYY! GGGAAAHHH! DON'T! OOOHHH, DON'T! HHHUUUHHH! I CAN'T STAND IT! 
PLEASE STOP! AAARRRGGGHHH! THAT'S ENOUGH! DAD! UUUHHH! UUHH!" 

He was swabbing his tongue all over her slick furrow now, inhaling her 
girlish aroma while he lapped and swallowed the sweet honey that clung to 
her petal-like inner folds and was seeping from her rapidly dilating 
orifice. Sliding his mouth down farther, he began reaming .the milk-oozing 
hole. Her soft pubic ringlets tickled his cheeks, his nose rubbed against 
her sensitive clit, and his chin bumped against her bung hole. 

The knuckles on Nan's tightened fists were white as she tried desperately to 
control the quivering twitches that raced through her as the darting tongue 
delved deeper into her tingling vagina. Her head was bent back, her eyes 
were closed, and the tendons on her neck stood out sharply. She already felt 
faint, and knew she couldn't take much more without passing out completely. 

"DAD, NO! STOP! SOMETHING'S...! I CANT...! DADDY! DADDY, I'M GONNA...! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, GOD! DAD! UUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! WWWAAAHHH! 
JJJEEEEEEZZZ! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" 

She put a finger in her mouth and bit on it as a sudden explosion erupted in 
her guts and sent her reeling mind soaring off into a blissful state of 
euphoria that was almost like flying on a cloud. 

 CHAPTER FOUR 

Ben was so aroused over bringing his daughter off that he almost loosed his 
load onto the bedspread. Nan was still panting and twitching as he continued 
to gently lap her valley from clit to ass hole, drinking in the sweet cuntal 
honey, savoring it, then letting it slide down his throat. In his sex-crazed 
state, she was no longer a product of his loins, but an image of virginal 
purity that was his and his alone. 

The young girl made no protest as she wiped tears from her eyes. The giddy 
feeling of rapturous elation was only gradually beginning to disappear, 
leaving in its wake an astonished wonder at the volcanic eruption her father 
had caused in her loins with his searching, penetrating tongue. She felt 
weak and drained, but in a pleasant sense. 

When he had licked off all the vaginal fluid from her smooth pink cleft and 
puckered bung, Ben kissed her love nest and thighs lovingly, then backed off 
the bed. His straining joint was painful, and aching twinges shot out from 
his balls. As he moved around to the side of the bed, he wiped his mouth 
with the back of his wrist. 

"What did you think of that?" he asked quietly. 

Nan's eyelids fluttered open, and she had difficulty focusing her gaze on 
his face. "I ... I don't know, Daddy. I felt good all over then, gosh, 
something blew up inside me and I thought I was going to pass out." 

"But you did like it?" he persisted. 

"Y ... yes. I think I did. It wasn't anything like what I expected." 

"Would you do something for me, then?" he asked, desire blazing in his dark 
brown eyes. "Would you kiss me?" 

"Sure, Daddy." Nan started to get up, and was on her knees before she felt 
his hand on her shoulder, holding her down. 

"No, baby. I meant down here." With his other hand, he took hold of his 
turgid pole and pointed the huge purple cockhead at her face. 

She blinked at the gargantuan tool, then looked up at him wide-eyed. "You 
mean ... that? You want me to kiss your thing?" 

"Please, honey. It would make me very happy if you did. You do love me, 
don't you?" 

"Yes, but...!" She dropped her gaze to his long, thick prick and her throat 
constricted. Though she didn't know why, the idea of putting her lips on 
that giant penis was repulsive, and it nearly made her gag. Her voice was 
weak and frail when she said, "Jeez, Daddy, I don't think I can!" 

"Try it, Nan," he rasped. "That's all I ask. Just try it." 

What he wanted her to do was vile and insufferable, but the insistent 
demanding craving in his groin blotted out all reason. Carnal, incestuous 
yearning overcame any moral conscience he had left, and gratification in the 
body of his lovely daughter was his sole objective. Moving his hand from her 
shoulder to the back of her head, he pulled her face toward him, aiming his 
masculine cock at her pretty, bow-shaped mouth. 

Nan was terrified as the steady pressure on her head drew her closer to the 
monstrous organ. His musky male odor became stronger as she neared his 
member. Then she gave in, putting his pleasure over her revulsion. She 
closed her eyes just as the silken head of his piston touched her lips, and 
then she began kissing it with a pretense of delight. 

"Uuummm! Uuummm! Uuummm!" 

The feel of her warm soft lips on the knob of his cock sent shudders through 
Ben's muscular body. The cheeks of his ass became tight, and his legs 
quaked. He rubbed the tip back and forth, letting her get used to it, then 
began tenderly pushing it into her mouth. 

"Open your mouth, baby!" he moaned. "Suck on it a little bit! It doesn't 
taste so bad, does it?" 

"Hhhmmm Uuummm!" Nan was surprised. It wasn't nearly as bad as she had 
thought it would be. The swollen tip was fiery hot, but there was no awful 
taste as she had expected. Parting her lips, she engulfed the bulbous 
cockhead and started to suck on it, drawing in her cheeks as she applied 
pressure. A drop of liquid dripped on her tongue, and she was amazed at its 
sweetness. "Uuummm!" 

Placing both hands on his daughter's head, he twined his fingers in her 
blonde tresses and looked down to watch her suck on his dong. He was as 
excited as a schoolboy with his first lay, and his balls were already 
forcing scalding jizz through his tubes. Nan was using her tongue now, 
flicking it across the sensitive underside of his knob and licking the tiny 
pee slit. 

"Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, Nan! God! I like that so much, darling! You love daddy, 
don't you! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! That's my baby! Oh, damn! AAAGGGHHH! MORE, 
HONEY! TAKE MORE OF IT IN YOUR MOUTH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! Jesus! SUCK IT, 
SWEETHEART! JUST LIKE THAT! OH, NAN! MY SWEET LITTLE GIRL!" 

Through her lips, Nan could feel the pulsing beat of his heart in his penis, 
making it throb against her tongue and palate. She couldn't understand why 
he would want her to do this to him, but it wasn't so bad that she couldn't 
go through with it. Taking the massive tool farther into her mouth made her 
jaws ache, yet the pain didn't deter her from continuing to suck on it like 
it was a flaming popsicle. 

"Uuummmfff! Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuummm! Uuummm!" 

Ben had restrained himself as long as he could. The mounting pressure of the 
boiling sperm coursing through his pelvis made him lose any pretense of 
control. He began humping, pushing his dick farther and farther into her 
hungry mouth with each thrust. She was a novice at cocksucking, and he had 
to help her in order to get the relief he so desperately sought. 

"SUCK, BABY SUCK! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, DAMN! NAN! DO IT FOR DADDY! SUCK 
HARDER! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! KEEP IT UP, HONEY! I'M ALMOST READY! 
GGG AAAHHH! SUCK! SUCK!" 

When he started pumping at her, Nan was afraid he was going to force the 
thick poker clear down her throat. She tried to back away, but he was 
holding her head so tightly she couldn't. The huge end of his penis was 
hitting against her tonsils, and for a moment she felt like throwing up. 

"NOW, NAN! OOOHHH, NOW! UH! UH! UH! NNNAAANNN! AAAGGGHHH! 
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UH! UH! UH! AAARRRGGGHHH! FFFUUUCCCKKK!" 

He had intended to withdraw when he shot off, but it had happened so 
suddenly, and her mouth felt so wonderful on his pecker, that he was unable 
to. His back arched and his legs shook, then spastic shudders ran through 
him like an earthquake. 

Nan felt his distended organ grow even larger in her mouth, then jets of 
molten liquid squirted from it to splash against her tonsils and the back of 
her throat. Caught in the vise of his strong hands there was nothing she 
could do but gulp the viscous sperm as quickly as she could to keep from 
choking. Amazingly, it gradually dawned on her that the juice wasn't at all 
unpleasant, and by the time the last drops were oozing onto her tongue, she 
had come to the conclusion that the tart, tangy fluid actually tasted good! 

"Oh, Christ, Nan!" Ben groaned as he pulled his softening rod from her mouth 
and backed up a step. "I certainly didn't mean for that to happen! Are you 
all right? It didn't make you sick or anything, did it?" 

She cleansed her mouth with saliva and swallowed, then managed a weak smile. 
"No, Daddy. I'm okay. I ... I just didn't expect it is all. Is that what you 
wanted me to do?" 

Ben shook his head sadly as he turned away and lit a cigarette, unable to 
look into her limpid, innocent eyes. He blew a cloud of smoke at the 
ceiling, then his shoulders slumped and his chin fell against his chest. 

"Nan, I ... really don't know what to say. Something came over me that I 
can't explain right now. I think it's best that we both completely forget 
that it ever happened. Why don't you get your clothes on, and we'll think 
about getting something to eat." 

Nan was so confused that she couldn't think of a reply. She had done all 
that he had asked for, yet now he seemed to be upset with her. It didn't 
make any sense at all. For herself, she no longer felt disturbed over any of 
it, and would willingly have done it again if she knew it pleased him. It 
was all so crazy! 

Slipping off the bed, she got into her panties and see-through bra, then put 
on a short blue skirt, white blouse, and sandals. As soon as she was 
dressed, she took a brush from her suitcase, moved over in front of the 
dresser mirror, and began running the brush through her thick, naturally 
wavy hair. 

Ben stubbed out his butt and started pulling his shorts on. He wasn't at all 
happy with himself for making his daughter perform such lewd and licentious 
acts, but what was worse, he had to admit that he wanted more! It was 
ridiculous ... no, hideous! 

After donning slacks, sport shirt and loafers, he began filling his pockets 
with the necessary male paraphernalia. "How about going down to the drug 
store for lunch? You always like to eat there, for reasons I've never been 
able to understand." 

Nan laughed, put the brush down, and turned. "Simple, Daddy. It was good, it 
was free, and I got to see you." 

"Is that all right, then?" 

"You bet! I haven't had a good malt or hamburger since we left. Ready?" 

"Sure. Let's go." 

On the way, neither of them made mention of what had transpired that 
morning, but it was on both their minds. When they reached the drug store, 
only a few stools at the counter were vacant, the rest being occupied by 
tittering teen-age girls only a little older than Nan, dressed in their 
usual skimpy costumes. 

"Morning, Mr. Cooper," the waitress said. "Hello there, Nan. Haven't seen 
you for quite a spell. What'll it be?" 

"Two strawberry malts, Mary," Ben said, smiling warmly at the buxom, older 
woman who had worked for him for years. "And two big hamburgers with 
everything on them." 

"Better make it three, Dad. I'm starved." 

"Three it is," he said. 

While they waited, Ben went back to the pharmacy to chat with Tony for a few 
minutes, using that as an excuse to look over the bevy of young cunts at the 
counter without being noticed. After his sessions with Nan, he found them 
more desirable than ever, and it was a task to keep his prick soft as he 
gawked at their near nakedness. When Mary had things ready, he returned to 
Nan's side. 

"Couldn't wait, Nan said with her mouth full. "God, these are good!" 

She wolfed the food down as though she hadn't eaten for a week, finishing at 
the same time he did. Ben lit a cigarette, signed the check, then led his 
daughter to the door. 

"Where do you want to go now, kitten?" 

"I don't care. How about a movie? I haven't seen one for a long time." 

"Suits me, but they don't open for an hour yet. How about a ride through the 
park to kill time?" 

"Okay." 

The vast nearby city park was a jungle of trees and bushes surrounding a 
neatly trimmed nine hole golf course. Several paved roads wound through it, 
skirting two tennis courts and a swimming pool. Ben slowed as they passed 
the pool to hungrily eye the bikini-clad girls around it, then drove on to 
park by the tennis courts that he used so often when he had the time. 

"Those two on this side are pretty good, aren't they?" he said, leaning on 
the seat to look past Nan. "I should start playing more myself. I'm getting 
a little flabby." 

"Oh, Dad, you're not either." She turned to him. "Heck, you look just as ... 
Dad! Look!" 

Her eyes bulged as she looked over his shoulder with horror. He twisted on 
the seat and peered across the road into the dense foliage. Lying under a 
bush in plain view from their position was a couple Ben guessed to be in 
their teens. 

The girl, a redhead, had her short tennis skirt pulled all the way up and 
her panties off. She had her bare legs wrapped around the boy, whose shorts 
were pulled down to his knees. He was fucking her feverishly, drawing his 
long cock out to the end and jamming it back into her rapidly. Even from 
that distance, Ben could see the cuntal milk coating his prick. 

"Daddy, he's hurting her!" Nan shrieked in Ben's ear. "He's attacking her! 
You've gotta help her! You've gotta stop him!" 

The redhead had her arms around the boy and was writhing and bucking on his 
stabbing dick. Ben smirked and shook his head. "I don't think he's hurting 
her, honey. As a matter-of-fact, I think she's enjoying it." 

"BUT, WHAT ARE THEY DOING?" Nan shouted. "HE'S STICKING HIS THING IN HER! 

RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN! AND SHE'S TRYING TO FIGHT!" 

He chuckled and patted her bare thigh. "Take it easy, kitten. She's not 
fighting. She's loving every minute of it. I'll explain what they're doing 
later on. Want to stay and watch?" 

He had gotten a hard-on observing the passionate fornicators, and the look 
of utter fascination on his daughter's face as she stared at them fixedly 
didn't help matters any. When she didn't answer, he swung back just in time 
to see the redhead throw her legs in the air and arch off the ground. At the 
same time, the boy stiffened and jerked as his load poured into her. 

"Oh, God, Dad!" Nan gasped. "I've never seen anything like that! It looked 
like she was really in trouble!" 

Ben had to chuckle again. "She may be, but not the kind you think. Seen 
enough?" 

Nan was still looking when the girl unwound her long legs and let them drop 
to the ground, and the boy pulled his gigantic cream-covered prick from her 
twat and sat back on his haunches. Neither of them were aware they had been 
seen, and they remained motionless, staring at each other. 

"Let's go, Daddy," she said, shuddering as she turned her face away from the 
horrid sight. "I don't want them to see us if they come by the car." 

He started up and pulled away, a puzzled frown on his face. "Why, honey? Did 
you know them?" 

"I knew the girl. Didn't you?" she said chokingly. "That was Trish Bowers. 
She used to babysit Jill and me." 

Well I'll be damned! Ben thought. And I used to take her home! I could have 
probably fucked her any time I wanted to, if she'll screw right out in the 
open like that! 

"No," he said, trying to keep his voice calm. "I'm afraid I didn't recognize 
her. Huh. It's a small world." 

They drove around looking at the different marquees, and by the time they 
had selected a picture, the theater was open. After seeing a double feature, 
Ben took Nan to an expensive restaurant where she devoured a steak as though 
it was going to be her last meal. 

"Where do you put it all?" he asked as they headed home to the apartment. 
"Christ, you eat like two people!" 

She giggled. "I'm a growing girl, Daddy. I need a lot of nourishment. 

The phone was ringing when Ben unlocked the door, and he hurried into the 
kitchen to answer it. Wanda's voice came over the line calm and cool, but he 
could sense and underlying tension. "Didn't Nan tell you I wanted you to 
call me?" 

"Yes, but we've been busy. She said there was no hurry." 

"There wasn't I guess. I just wondered if you could bring Nan over to the 
house in the morning so the girls could go to church together." 

"I don't see why not. I'll have her there at nine-thirty. Is that all right 
with you?" 

"Fine. There was a pause. How are things going?" 

"Okay so far. Nan hasn't made any comment one way or the other, though. How 
about you?" 

"Jill's the same way. I guess we'll just have to wait for them to make up 
their minds, won't we? See you in the morning, then. 'Bye." 

"Right. 'Bye." 

Ben heard the TV playing as he stepped over to the counter and began mixing 
a pitcher of martinis. If he was ever going to convince Nan to stay with 
him, he'd have to get the job done before the next morning. While Wanda 
wouldn't stoop to using tricks on the girls, he had to admit that Kathy had 
been right, and that under normal circumstances they would choose their 
mother. 

When he returned to the living room with his full glass, he was astounded to 
find Nan perched on the couch without a stitch on, her clothes folded neatly 
in a pile next to her. 

"What's all this, baby?" 

She looked down at herself without shame. "Oh, you mean the clothes? I just 
thought I'd get comfortable. I felt a little bloated after all I ate, so I 
took 'em off. It's okay, isn't it?" 

"Certainly. It's all right with me, but I hope you won't do things like that 
around your mother. She'd throw a fit." 

"Don't I know it! She'll probably make me throw my new bra away, too. Darn! 
Why does she have to be like that?" 

"Most mothers are." He sat down, lit a cigarette, and sipped his drink. 
"You're not chilly, are you?" 

"Huh-unh." She looked at him thoughtfully. "Dad, what was Trish doing with 
that guy in the park? You said you'd tell me." 

Ben's prick was hard and throbbing in his pants, and he had to tear his eyes 
from her delectable curvaceous body to raise them to her face. He would much 
rather show her than tell her, but there were certain limits that he 
couldn't let himself go beyond. He had gone farther than he should have 
already. 

"Well, honey, they were having intercourse. That's when a guy puts his penis 
inside a girl and ejaculates like I did this morning. The girl does pretty 
much the same thing. She feels something like you did when I licked you. 
Remember?" 

She nodded, recalling the fantastic sensation that had flooded through her 
and the way she had been lifted to the heights of glorious bliss. "I don't 
quite get it, Dad. When he puts his penis in WHERE?" 

For a moment he thought she was putting him on, and that a girl her age 
would undoubtedly know. Then he reminded himself how strict he and his wife 
had been and how the school board had voted down sex education except in the 
last two years of high school. 

He took a drag, sipped his drink, then inhaled deeply. "Nan, you're having 
periods, aren't you?" 

"Uh-huh. I started when I was ten." 

"All right, then, the penis goes in the same opening your discharge comes 
out of. It's called the vagina." 

Her eyebrows raised. "But ... but that's so small! A big thing like that 
couldn't go in there!" 

"Oh? How do you know it's small?" 

Nan blushed and glanced down. "I uuhhh, put my finger in there once. When I 
was taking a bath." 

"That's okay. Most girls do, I hear. At any rate, it gets a lot bigger when 
you ... want it to. Trish certainly wasn't having any trouble today, was 
she?" 

"It didn't look like it." She noticed his empty glass, got up, and walked 
over to pick it up. "I'll fill this for you. I want a pop, anyway." 

Her naked torso sent agonizing pulses to his already rigid prick, and he 
could scarcely restrain himself from laying her on the floor and shoving his 
cock deep into her belly. He watched her go and return with her tits 
flopping and swaying and the lascivious thoughts grew, crowding all others 
from his brain. 

When she didn't ask any more questions, they watched an hour long detective 
program, during which Ben managed to completely empty the pitcher of 
martinis. The consumption of alcohol increased his lust proportionately, and 
when the program was over, he suggested they go to bed. 

"Jeez, I'm sure ready," Nan said, getting up to switch off the set. "Go 
ahead, Dad. I'll get the lights and stuff." 

"Thanks honey." He struggled out of the chair, went to pee, then stripped 
off his clothes in the bedroom and lay down naked on the bed, the covers 
turned down to the foot. His prick was still hard, angling up toward the 
ceiling and throbbing wildly. 

Nan came out of the bathroom, entered the room, and climbed into bed without 
her nightie. She rolled over next to him, put an arm across his hairy chest, 
and kissed him on the cheek. 

"Gosh, this is almost like we were married, isn't it, Dad? Sorta like 
playing house." 

"Something like that," he said huskily, slipping an arm under her and 
pulling her close to press his hard cock against her soft stomach. While he 
kissed her hard and hotly, he pushed a hand between her creamy thighs and 
began fondling her virgin, furry cunt. 

"Ooohhh, Daddy!" she murmured into his neck. "God! You make me feel so weird 
when you do that! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Why do I feel that way?" 

"Because that's the way girls were made," he said, hoping his gruff tone 
would conceal the insane passion building inside him. He parted her legs, 
spread the pouting lips of her pussy, then slid his index finger into the 
goo-slick slash of her cunt. Carefully laying the petallike inner folds 
aside, he began to rim her vaginal orifice with the tip of his digit. 

"Hhhuuuhhh! Dad, don't! You don't know how that makes me feel! I get all 
squishy inside! Uuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh! DON'T, Dad!" 

"I know exactly what it does to you, sweetheart," he murmured. "It makes you 
feel all warm and nice, doesn't it. It sort of tickles and tingles all at 
the same time, doesn't it." 

Her breathing was becoming more rapid, and he could feel her heart pounding 
through the soft tits squashed against him. "Yes," she whispered. "Oh, yes, 
Daddy! God! You're so gentle with me! Hhhuuuhhh! I can feel that clear up to 
my breasts! Ooohhh! Huh! Huh! Huh! D-a-a-a-d-d-d! AAAHHH!" 

He kissed her again, long and ardorously, then asked, "Nan, how would you 
really like to know what Trish was doing today?" 

She sighed and twitched when his finger slowly entered her cuntal sheath. 
"Gosh, I'm afraid it would hurt! You're so big, and I'm so little down 
there." 

"I'll take it very easy, darling. Honest I will. Please let daddy do it to 
you. You Want to know how it feels, don't you?" 

It was maddening to have to coax her into it slowly, but there was nothing 
else he could do. He had to have her! He'd go out of his mind if he didn't! 
No man could have a luscious naked body like that next to him and not want 
to embed his prick to the hilt in her tight girlish twat, no matter how 
heinous it might be. 

"I ... don't know, Daddy! I'd be awful scared! If you hurt me, I couldn't 
stand it!" 

After seeing Trish, she was dying to find out what it was all about, and she 
knew her father was the most tender man alive, yet the fear of pain was 
paramount in her mind. If she could ignore that, the rest would be easy. 

"You'll feel something for just a second, baby, then it'll all be just fine. 
I promise." He had reached her hymen with his finger and found that it was 
almost completely open. One quick thrust and he would be through, then they 
could fuck to their hearts delight. Her vagina was already dilated and 
ready. 

"All right, Daddy. Just take it easy, please. Honest, I'm awfully scared." 

"There's no need. Just do what I say, and you'll see how wonderful it can 
be." 

Rolling her on her back, he raised her legs and draped them over his 
shoulders to give him the best access to her tender twat. Then, kneeling 
with his legs splayed, he rubbed the smooth purple head of his organ up, 
down, and around her silken gash until it was wet with her lubricating 
mucous. 

He glanced at her, winked, then looked back down to watch the tip of his 
thrumming prick stretch the opening of her cunny and disappear into her 
slippery pussy. 

"DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! GGG AAAHHH! OOOHHH, IT'S SO BBBIIIGGG! OH, DAD! 
AAARRRGGGHHH! NO! NO! OOOHHH! GGG AAAHHH! PLEASE! NO! TAKE IT OUT!! 
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" 

 CHAPTER FIVE 

Seeing the mask of pain on his daughter's face, Ben stopped his prick just 
short of her hymen and caressed her thighs lightly, knowing that he should 
withdraw, but knowing with equal certainty that it was impossible. "Easy, 
baby! Relax! You're fighting it! Just let yourself go and loosen up! 
Everything is going to be just fine!" 

Nan exhaled shudderingly and nodded her head on the pillow. Her voice was 
quavering when she said, "I'll try, Daddy. REALLY I will. It's just that ... 
oh, God, IT FEELS LIKE IT'S SPLITTING ME APART!" 

His penis wasn't in very far, not even as deep as she had put her finger 
that one time, but she could feel it jumping inside her. It exerted pressure 
against her colon, and she felt as though she had to have a bowel movement. 
With an effort, she forced her vaginal sphincter to untighten, and all at 
once the searing pain disappeared. 

Ben felt it, and smiled down at her. "That's it, honey. Are you ready for 
more, now?" 

She gulped, still fearful of having that monstrous organ stab all the way 
into her intestines. "It's better, Daddy. I guess I'm okay now." 

"Good. Now I'm going to do this fast, so it'll be over with quickly. Then 
you'll love it. Okay?" 

"I suppose so. I'll try and be a big girl." 

"I know you will, sweetheart. Here. Hold onto my hands." 

She clutched at his large paws with a death grip, closed her eyes and held 
her breath. Digging her heels into his back, she comforted herself with the 
love and implicit faith she had in her father, and let her body go limp. 

"Here it comes, honey. Hold on." Ben dug his knees into the mattress, bowed 
his head to watch her fleece-covered cunt, then drove his poker in to the 
hilt with one surging thrust. He felt the thin membrane tear as he punched 
through it, then the blood-gorged head of his tool was slamming against her 
womb. 

"YYYEEEOOOWWW! DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! AAARRRGGGHHH! GGG AAAHHH! OOOHHH, JESUS! 
EEEIIIEEE!" 

The girl arched her back off the bed and pushed against his shoulders with 
her legs, striving to back away from the invading shaft that was causing her 
so much agony. The gigantic flaming penis seemed to fill her entire abdomen 
and belly all the way to her waist, and the intense shock almost caused her 
to black out. But astonishingly, when he left it buried in her motionless, 
the pain subsided as quickly as it had come, and a sense of exhausted relief 
came over her even before tears could form in her eyes. 

"The worst is over, darling," Ben said soothingly, noticing her tenseness 
fade. "From now on, it's going to be pure pleasure. Tell me when you want me 
to start." 

Her eyes opened slowly and she licked her dry lips when her saliva began to 
flow again. "S-s-start what, Daddy?" 

"I want to show you how much fun Trish was having in the park, baby. You 
won't have to do anything. Just lay there and enjoy it. It's much better 
than you think." 

The squeezing pressure of her vaginal walls on his dick was nearly more than 
he could bear. The tight virginal sheath brought back memories of his 
younger days, but it had been nearly thirty years since he had broken a 
cherry, so the recollection was dim. Still, having his cock embedded in 
Nan's girlish clenching sheath seemed to restore a vigor and vitality he 
hadn't felt for a long time. 

"If you want to, Daddy, I guess I'm ready. I don't hurt any more, now. Will 
it feel good?" 

"You just wait and see, princess. Feel this!" 

Ben slithered his pecker out until only the head was covered, then slowly 
speared it in again. The slick fiery tube caressed his member all the way 
in, stretching to accommodate its massive circumference. Even the first 
delightful insertion was enough to make him spurt, and it was all he could 
do to hold back the waiting jizz. 

"Hhhuuuhhh! Oooohhh! Dad, I can feel every bit of it! I really can! Gosh! 
Hhhuuuhhh! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! It's so HOT ... and so HARD! And it doesn't hurt 
at ALL! Ooohhh! Hhhuuuhhh!" 

As her father humped his long, pulsing penis in and out of her tender 
vagina, Nan was enthralled by the joyous sensation that seemed to fill her 
entire being. It wasn't only that it was her very first experience at it, or 
that the gargantuan organ gliding over the sensitive tissues of her tunnel 
was thrilling beyond belief, it was also the fact that it was her father 
that was inside her, and that she was pleasing him in a very special way. 

Releasing her hands that had relaxed their grip, he placed his palms over 
her pointed conical tits and began kneading them with his strong fingers. He 
was shoving his prick in faster and harder, flattening the puffy lips of her 
twat with his pelvis on each inward drive, hoping she would build to an 
orgasm quickly so he could release the dammed up cum he was holding back. 

"God, baby, I love to do this to you! You're so tight, and so young, and so 
perfect! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Do you like it, sweetheart? Do 
you like to have daddy fuck you?" 

She had heard the word 'fuck' in dirty jokes some of the nastier girls had 
tried to tell her, and of course in swearing, but she hadn't really 
connected it with what they were doing now. 

"Yes, Daddy, I like to have you ... fuck me! Very much! It's like nothing 
I've ever felt before! Ooohhh, GOSH! Hhhuuuhhh! I feel real weird! Clear 
down to my toes! Gggaaahhh! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! You're going so DEEP! Clear 
up to here!" She put a hand on her waist to show how deep he was probing. 
"God, I'm even starting to feel the way I did when you licked me down there! 
OH JESUS! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! OH! OH! AAAGGGHHH!" 

Ben knew he couldn't contain himself much longer. Her tight sheath was like 
a greedy mouth, sucking hard on his straining rod. All of his faculties were 
concentrated on the lush figure beneath him and the tingling pecker that he 
was plowing into it. It made no difference that she was his daughter. An 
anxious cock knew no identities. 

"GO AHEAD, HONEY, LET IT HAPPEN! OH, FUCK, NAN! MY GOD! I CANT HOLD IT MUCH 
LONGER! PLEASE, BABY, CUM! FUCK, SWEET! JUST LET YOURSELF GO! UUUNNNGGGHHH! 
UNGH!UNGH!UNGH! OH, DAMN! GIVE IT TO DADDY! FUCK! FUCK! AAARRRGGGHHH! UNF! 
UNF! UNF!" 

Nan heard a ringing in her ears, and her father's face began to swim in her 
vision. Hard contractions were causing spasms in her groin, and electric 
impulses raced through her nerve network. Each time the head of his penis 
banged against her womb the giddy feeling increased, making her skin prickle 
and her heart pound. One part of her wanted to stop it, and the other wanted 
desperately to go on. Then she was caught up in a sensuous maelstrom, lost 
control, and was digging her nails into his shoulders, heaving her cunny a 
his darting cock. 

"DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! GGGAAAHHH IT'S ... HAPPENING! I'M GOING TO DO IT OOOHHH! 
DAD! HHHUUUHHH! OH! OH! OH NNNOOOWWW! I THINK I'M...! WWWAAAHHH! WWWAAAHHH! 
DAD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, MY GOD HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! HUH! HUH AAAHHH! AAAHHH! 
AAAHHH!" 

Her wild, frenzied climax was all it took. Ben's neck stretched backward, 
his body stiffened, then his jerking prick was gushing hot semen into Nan's 
writhing cunt." 

"NAN! UH! UH! UH WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH AAARRRGGGHHH! UH! UH! UH UUUNNNGGGHHH! 
GGGOOODDD! UNGH UNGH! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! AAAGGGHHH!" 

She felt the spewing torrent of hot sperm spray her womb, and it lengthened 
her orgasm by several seconds. The spurting flood filled her vagina, seeped 
out past his impaled peter, and trickled down over her puckered asshole to 
form a puddle under her buttocks. Pulling him down to her, she hugged him 
tightly until they had both regained their breath and senses, kissing his 
cheeks, face and mouth all the while. When he pulled his shaft out and 
rolled over to lay beside her, she felt suddenly empty. 

Neither of them spoke for several minutes as they lay there with their 
hearts pounding and their limbs twitching. Then, without turning her head on 
the pillow, Nan asked, "Daddy, is it that good all the time?" 

Not receiving a reply, she raised up on an elbow to look at him. His eyes 
were closed, and he was sleeping peacefully. A soft smile curved her lips as 
she rose to her knees and covered him tenderly. Then, feeling their combined 
juices running in rivulets down the insides of her thighs, she went to the 
bathroom to clean up. When she returned, she switched off the lamp and 
snuggled down next to him, thinking how terrific it was to have a father 
like he was. 

The next morning, nothing was mentioned about the night before as they 
consumed the breakfast Nan had prepared. They talked about the church, the 
minister, and what Nan was going to wear. Then they both took showers 
separately, and dressed. 

"Better take your suitcase, honey," Ben said when they were ready to leave. 
"Your mother might want you to stay." 

"But I thought we were supposed to spend several days with both of you!" Nan 
protested, not at all anxious to go to her strict and prudish mother so 
soon. 

"I know, baby, but do it just in case. We don't want to start any trouble 
now, do we?" 

"No," the girl replied sullenly, going toward the bedroom for her bag. 
"Darn, why do things have to be so complicated?" 

It was a twenty minute drive to the house they had once lived in, and Ben 
remained silent all the way, hoping that Nan would at least give him a hint 
of how she felt about staying with him. She talked about everything else but 
that, as though she was trying to ignore the subject completely. When they 
pulled up in front of the rambling ranch-style house, Ben turned off the 
ignition and turned to her. 

"Sweetheart, I don't have to tell you not to say anything about what we did, 
do I?" 

"No." Nan looked down at her lap. "I did want to tell you I liked it, 
though. It's the first time I've ever felt, you know, so close to you. No 
matter what happens, I'll never forget it." 

Ben swallowed a lump in his throat and blinked rapidly. "I won't either, 
Nan. You're some sweet girl." He pecked her on the cheek, then scrambled out 
of the car and hurried around to help her out and get her suitcase from the 
back seat. 

Wanda and Jill were standing in the open front door as they made their way 
up the sidewalk. When they were halfway there, Jill left her mother's side 
and came scampering out to greet Ben with a fierce hug and a kiss. 

"Daddy! Oh, gosh, am I glad you're here! I've been waiting by the door for 
hours! 

Jill was an inch or so shorter than Nan, had her mother's deep blue eyes, 
but Ben's dark brown hair. She wasn't as pretty as her sister, but had an 
impish charm that made up for it. She was wearing a short black skirt that 
showed off her trim legs, and a low-cut tight-fitting blouse that 
accentuated her more than ample breasts. 

"I'm very glad to see you, honey," Ben said. "How have you been getting 
along?" 

A frown flitted across her face that Wanda couldn't see. "Oh, I dunno. It's 
been kinda dull with just me and mom here. Am I gonna go back with you 
today?" 

"I don't know. We'll see." He continued up to the entryway with the girls 
following. "Hello, Wanda. How are you?" 

"Fine. I'm glad you brought Nan's things. I was going to ask you if we could 
swap when they got back from church. Come on in." 

Ben noticed her face was flushed and that her eyes were a little glassy, and 
when he stepped past her, he could smell the unmistakable odor of gin on her 
breath. The ashtray next to her favorite chair was filled to the brim with 
cigarette butts, and there was an empty cocktail glass next to it. He put 
Nan's bag down without a word. 

"Take your things to your room, Nan," Wanda said, slurring her words, "then 
you and Jill better start out for church. You don't want to be late." She 
crossed to her chair and slumped down. "Have a seat, Ben. You don't have to 
rush off, do you?" 

"No, I suppose not." He sat on the couch, leaning forward with his elbows on 
his knees. "Starting a little early, aren't you?" He indicated the glass 
next to her. 

The attractive blonde shrugged indifferently. "Why not? I don't have 
anythin' else t'do." 

The girls came back from the bedroom, said good-bye, then left. As soon as 
they had gone, Wanda got to her feet unsteadily, picked up her ashtray and 
glass, then started for the kitchen. "I got some bloody marys already made. 
I know how you used to like 'em on Sunday mornin'. Make yourself at home. 
Ha, ha, ha, ha." 

Ben shook his head, leaned back, and lit a cigarette. He had heard she'd 
been hitting the bottle, but this badly? Before, she had chewed him out for 
his drinking occasionally, though he only gotten pleasantly tipsy and not 
mean drunk. It was obvious that their mutual problems had gotten to her, 
too. 

"Here we go," Wanda said, returning with the ashtray in one hand and the two 
tall glasses in the other. He jumped up to take his glass, then went back to 
the couch. 

"Wow!" he said after taking a sip. "That's a little potent, isn't it?" 

She smiled and crossed her legs. "Do you good. Might even perk you up a 
little." 

He relaxed and observed her silently, remembering the fine curves of the 
milk-white body that was concealed under her robe. There had been a time 
when, alone like this, he would have gone over, knelt at her feet to 
unbutton the garment, then dived into her pussy, but that time was long 
past. 

"Still want to go through with it, Ben?" she asked quietly. 

He nodded slowly. "Yep. That's what we agreed on, isn't it?" 

"We could always change our minds. That is if you could get Kathy's claws 
out of your cock." 

"Let's leave her out of this, Wanda. You know I didn't start seeing her 
until we were finished." 

"I'm not so sure about that, but it's not important. I've been doing a lot 
of thinking, and I realize I didn't give you the kind of sex you always 
wanted. Even if I did, I couldn't compete with all those little sexpots that 
come into the store. Tell me, how does Kathy manage to keep you satisfied?" 

"I said keep her OUT of this!" he said sharply. 

"All right." Wanda took a deep swallow of her drink, then lit a cigarette. 
"I just wanted you to know I'm ready to get into the contest, now. I know 
that I'm a little older than ... that other person, but I'm more attractive, 
and I've got a helluva lot better body. Remember?" 

"Yes," he said reluctantly. "I remember." 

Wanda's eyes were damp as she began undoing her robe. "Ben, I'd promise 
there wouldn't be any more of that missionary fucking. I'd do anything, 
anywhere you wanted it, even in the front yard." 

"It's too late, Wanda. Don't do anything you'll regret." 

"Why should I regret it? You're still my husband." She got to her feet and 
shrugged the robe off, letting it fall to the floor. Then she walked over in 
front of him, standing still and straight as tears ran down her cheeks and 
dripped off her chin onto her titties. 

Her figure was undeniably nearly perfect, petite and daintily proportioned. 
Her breasts rode high and proud, the areolas of her nipples large and 
succulent. Her waist was tiny, flowing esthetically into beautifully 
contoured hips which continued into finely tapered legs. The blonde tufts of 
angel-like hair that covered her pelvis and cunt were so light as to be 
almost transparent. She was a woman, all right. Every delicious inch of her. 

"Do you know I lay in bed at night thinking about how you used to eat me and 
fuck me?" she said, dropping her hand to her pussy and spreading the 
fleece-covered lips to let him see the pink cleft of her twat. "Have you 
found another cunny as good as mine?" 

He almost strangled on the reply as he stared at the ripe, moist cleft. "No. 
At least not any better." 

"Remember how you used to eat me and lick me and stick your tongue way up 
inside me and fuck me with it till I came all over the place?" 

"Yes." His stiff prick was jumping as he watched her finger the delicate 
inner folds of her slash. 

She turned around, bent down almost to the floor with her legs apart, then 
spread her buns with both hands to expose her puckered bung hole and her 
hair fringed cuntal opening. "I'd even let you fuck me in the ass, if you 
wanted to. Do you?" 

Ben licked his lips and gaped at the brown-tinted orifice that he had wanted 
to fuck for so long. "It wouldn't do any good now, Wanda. It's too late for 
anything." 

He could see her large-nippled tits swaying as she reached up into her 
crotch and shoved two fingers deep into her dripping cunt hole. They made a 
wet, schlucking noise as she began pumping them in and out, and her asshole 
pooched and sucked in. 

"Please, Ben?" she whimpered. "I'd say all those things you always wanted me 
to say! I'd say, 'fuck me!' And, 'stick your big old cock up my cunny!' And, 
'pound that pussy with your wonderful prick!' I'd say ALL those things, Ben! 
Honest!" 

"Oh, God, Wanda, DON'T!" he groaned. 

"I would, Ben!" Her fingers were still stabbing into her cum-wet snatch, 
covered with cream now as she fucked herself into a frenzy. "I'd fuck you in 
the bathtub, in the kitchen, on the floor, on the table ... anywhere! 
Please, Ben! Give it to me! I need it so bad! I need you!" 

His resistance was weakening, and his cock was beginning to ache painfully. 
"What about all that religious crap you kept throwing up to me? Would you 
suck my cock now? All the way? And let me cum in your mouth?" 

Wanda yanked her fingers from her twat, straightened up and spun around with 
a hopeful look in her eyes. "Yes, Ben! I'll do it right now! Take it out, 
and let me prove it to you. I'll suck you so hard you won't believe it! And 
I want to drink your hot jizz!" She dropped to her knees. "Take it out, Ben! 
Let me show you what I want to do!" 

It only took a second for him to make up his mind, then he was struggling to 
get his zipper down over the huge bulge in his fly. As soon as he had 
whipped his majestic prick out, Wanda grabbed for it, pried his knees apart, 
then lowered her head to engulf his hard organ with her mouth. Pushing her 
lips down his shaft until the head of his dick was lodged in her throat, she 
started sucking on it like a wanton whore, swirling her tongue around it and 
applying so much pressure her cheeks pulled in. 

"UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMMFFF!" 

Ben braced his feet on the floor, held her head tightly, then began lurching 
off the couch cushion to fuck her mouth as though it was a juicy cunt. In 
their long years of marriage, she had sucked him, but only briefly and with 
distaste. Now he was going to show her what it was like to give a real 
blow-job. 

"SUCK IT, WANDA! SUCK! BLOW ME OFF! I'M GONNA DROWN YOU WITH JIZZ! SUCK 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! OH, CHRIST, SUCK, BABY! A A 
ARRRGGGHHH! BLOW IT, WANDA! DRINK MY FUCK JUICE HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UNF! UNF! 
UNF!" 

The blonde was bobbing her head feverishly, making smacking noises with her 
lips as she drew his seething sperm from his balls. The slash between her 
thighs was overflowing with cunt juice, and it was streaming down the 
insides of her legs all the way to her knees. Her teeth raked his prick as 
she sucked harder and harder, seemingly devouring the magnificent male 
muscle. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM!" 

Ben's gaze was fixed on her moving lips as he hunched and surged, cramming 
his tool as far into her hungry mouth as he could. Heated jizz was speeding 
toward his cock, and he knew it would be only a matter of moments before 
would be exploding in Wanda's mouth. The thought of her sucking him all the 
way after so many years made it doubly enjoyable, and he almost hoped it 
would choke her. 

"SUCK, BABY, SUCK! OOOHHH, SHIT! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! FUCK! I'M GONNA CUM! BLOW 
ME, WANDA! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! OH, FUCK! NOW! NOW! I'M ... CCCUUUMMMIIINNNGGG! 
UH! UH! UH! UH! OOOHHH, DAMN! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! FFFUU UCCCKKK ! 
AAAGGGHHH!" 

The erupting fountain of molten fuck-fluid bloated Wanda's cheeks before she 
could gulp it all down. It was the first time in her life that she had 
tasted raw semen, and if she hadn't been slightly drunk, she would have 
probably thrown up. As it was, she drank every drop, then sucked on Ben's 
throbbing pole for more. When there was nothing left, she licked him off and 
wiped her wet mouth. 

"See? I did everything you've always wanted. Can that other bitch do it 
better than that?" 

"No," he admitted truthfully, then sighed with contentment and leaned back. 
"It wasn't so bad, was it? Why didn't you do it before?" 

"I don't know, Ben," she said meekly. "I honestly don't. I should have, but 
something held me back." 

He snorted. "It would have saved us a lot of grief if you had changed this 
way ten years ago. You know that, don't you?" 

"Yes," she whispered, getting up. "I know." She went back to her chair and 
sat down without putting her robe back on. After taking a sip of her drink 
and a puff off her cigarette, she smiled at him strangely. 

"You know, it's kind of funny. I had a climax when you came in my mouth. A 
real hard one. Isn't that odd?" 

"I don't think so. A lot of women do, I hear." He lifted his glass and 
drained it, needing a booster after a blow job like he had just gotten. 

"Did you ever cum when you ate my cunny?" she asked. 

"When we were first married, I did." 

Wanda picked at a fingernail. "Ben, isn't there any chance for us? Any at 
all?" 

"Like I said, it's just too late. You might be this way for a while, but 
then you'd go back to the same old ways." 

"No, I wouldn't," she said pleadingly. "I was a good wife and mother, and I 
can be just as good at sex, too, if I put my mind to it." 

"That's just it. It isn't something you should have to put your mind to. It 
should come naturally. There's nothing, NOTHING, that isn't right between 
two people that love each other, provided they both want it." 

She was quiet for a moment, then asked softly, "Ben, would you like to fuck 
me in the ass before the girls get back?" 

He looked at her tremendous tits and the hair-fringed furrow between her 
splayed legs. He didn't really feel up to it, but at least he could show her 
what she had missed and what she would be missing in the future. His cock 
was still hard, and he was sure he could go one more time, especially in her 
tight bung. 

"All right, Wanda. For old times' sake." 

She slid off the chair eagerly and crouched on her knees on the carpet in 
the middle of the room, hiking her ass in the air and resting her cheek on 
her folded arms. "I'm ready, Ben. Do it good." 

He got down behind her, inched up to wet his dick with her cuntal fluid, 
then positioned his cockhead against her tight anus. Gripping her by the 
waist, he lunged forward, watching and feeling the sphincter expand around 
his thick pole, then cramming it up her rubbery colon. 

"BBBEEENNN! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, JESUS! IT'S LIKE HAVING YOUR FIST UP THERE! 
GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH, BEN! FUCK IT! IT FEELS SO MUCH BETTER THAN I EVER 
DREAMED! HHHUUUHHH! HHHUUUHHH!" 

Ben pulled his prick out to the end, saw the shit clinging to it, then 
rammed it home again, feeling her shudder as his tool filled and drilled 
into her rectum. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! IT'S SO FUCKING TIGHT! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!" 

As he was pumping her swiveling ass, the front door flew open and they were 
being watched by two pair of youthful eyes. 

 CHAPTER SIX 

Ben was too stunned at the girl's sudden appearance to voice a word. The 
silence in the room was deafening as they stared at their parents with 
horrified incredulousness. He was gratified when Wanda spoke up with all the 
calm she could muster. 

"You girls go right to your room. Jill, pack your suitcase. You're going 
back with your father." 

When they left, their faces blanched white, Ben pulled his shit-streaked 
prick from Wanda's ass and leaped to his feet. He helped his wife up, then 
rushed to the kitchen for paper towels which he wet before washing off his 
cock. After tucking it back in his pants, he snatched up a bottle of bourbon 
from the counter and tossed off a hearty slug to calm his jangled nerves. 

CHRIST! he thought as the liquid burned its way to his gut, why the hell did 
they have to come home early ? 

As he re-entered the living room, Wanda was coming in from the hallway 
looking disgusted and frustrated. 

"They had a short service today because of a funeral. Damn! Of all the times 
to...!" 

"Well, it was our own fault," Ben said with resignation. "We should have 
gone to the bedroom in the first place." 

The blonde lit a cigarette with shaky hands. "Yes, I suppose you're right. 
It's just that, well, you know." 

"Yeah, I know. The only thing we can do is try and explain. I'll get Jill 
out of here as soon as she's ready." 

She looked at him soulfully. "Ben, will you think about us at least one more 
time? Before we go all the way with this thing? I'd really like to work it 
out, if we could." 

Ben sighed. "It's hopeless, but yes, I'll think about it." 

The girls appeared, Jill carrying a small suitcase and Nan looking as though 
the world had caved in on her. Ben went to the door and opened it. 

"Let's go, Jill. I'll see you later, Nan. Wanda, keep me posted. If I'm not 
at the apartment, I'll be at the store." 

Jill was quiet until they had driven several blocks, then she said, "Daddy, 
we didn't mean to bust in like that. They had a short service today, and we 
... didn't know." 

"I understand, honey. It wasn't your fault. Your mother and I were trying 
to, uuhh, see if there was anything left between us. I know that what you 
saw probably shocked you, but you must remember that we're still married. 
What we were doing was perfectly all right. Do you understand?" 

"Yes, I think I do." She really hadn't seen anything, except her dad 
kneeling behind her naked mother, and had no idea what they were doing, but 
she wasn't about to ask any questions about it. 

"Were you able to get anything settled with your mother?" he asked, changing 
the subject. 

"No, not really. Jeepers, Dad, it's hard for me to decide who I want to live 
with. I want us all together. I bet Nan does, too." 

"Did you talk to your sister about it this morning?" 

"Uh-huh. A little. She can't make up her mind, either. We both wish you two 
would get back together again. It would make it a heckuva lot easier on us 
kids." 

Ben didn't reply to that. He was still recovering from the almost vulgar 
change in Wanda. In all their married life, she had never behaved that way. 
'It isn't nice' was the reply he had gotten invariably to almost any 
suggestion concerning sexual experiments with her. If it wasn't done in bed 
with him on top, she wanted no part of it. The only conclusion he could draw 
was that she was getting desperate. 

"Oh, this is really neat!" Jill exclaimed when he let them into the 
apartment. "You've even got a fireplace!" 

"It'll do," he said, thinking of the ridiculous price he had to pay for such 
simple luxury. "Put your things in the bedroom, Jill. I'll be in the 
kitchen." After all that had happened that morning, he needed a drink badly. 

Jill took the suitcase from him and headed off in search of the one bedroom 
Nan had said he had. Her sister had told her that she slept with him, but 
little else, and Jill wondered what it would be like to be in the same bed 
with her father. She was much more outgoing than Nan, and more curious, She 
left her suitcase unopened and went to the bathroom to pee, wondering 
whether her dad slept in the nude. 

Ben had tossed back a straight shot, and was mixing himself a highball when 
the phone rang. He debated whether to answer it, certain it was someone from 
the store with a problem, then sighed and reached for the receiver on the 
wall. 

"Ben?" Kathy said timidly. "I was hoping I'd catch you in. I wanted to 
apologize for the other day. I was just being a selfish bitch, and I know 
it. Forgive me?" 

"Sure. I know it's been rough on you. Let's both forget it." 

"Wonderful! I feel better already. Look, why don't you and Nan come over for 
dinner? I've got a fantastic roast, and it's too much for Tim and I." 

"I've got Jill with me now. Picked her up this morning. I don't know about 
dinner, though. We've got some things to talk over." 

"Oh, please come. I want to see you. You don't have to stay too awfully 
long. I've even got pies in the oven." 

He looked at the clock and thought for a moment. "Okay. What time?" 

"How about making it one o'clock? We can have drinks and eat at two. Sound 
all right?" 

"Fine. We'll be there." 

"Wear something comfortable. It's going to be warm today. See you." 

Hanging up the receiver, Ben finished building his drink and carried it into 
the living room. Jill had the TV on, and was watching the Sunday morning 
western. She gave him a glance and a smile when he entered, then turned back 
to the set. 

He sat down, lit a cigarette, then sipped on his drink as he eyed his 
youngest daughter. Her skirt was so high on her thighs that an inch more and 
he could have seen her crotch. The low cut of her blouse revealed the upper 
swells of her breasts, and he couldn't help wondering if her naked body was 
as exciting as her sister's. 

When he and Wanda had been interrupted, he was nearly ready to get his rocks 
off in the blonde's ass, and now he had a case of blue balls that was 
driving him crazy. He wished that Nan was there to take care of him, as he 
wouldn't dream of doing the same things to his eleven-year-old baby. That 
would be going too far. 

"We're invited out for dinner, honey. Informal. Did you bring along some 
shorts or something? 

She turned to him. "Uh-huh. I've got some shorts. Where are we going?" 

"Remember Kathy Blake? The lady that has the dress shop down the street from 
the drug store?" 

"Yeah." She had heard her parents argue about the woman before, and her 
mother had called her a whore. She couldn't understand that because Kathy 
had always been nice to her, and she liked her. "What time?" 

"Around one. We'll have to change in a little while because I want to pick 
up some things at the store on the way." 

"Okay. Tell me when." She resumed watching the TV screen. 

Ben had several more drinks, thinking about Kathy, Wanda and the girls and 
wondering where it was all going to end and how. The whole thing had become 
so hopelessly confused that he doubted whether anything was going to work 
out for his benefit. By the time he went in to take a shower, he was feeling 
more than a little morose. 

The stinging spray revived him somewhat, and after a full fifteen minutes 
under the water, he dried himself off, wrapped the towel around his waist, 
and went to the bedroom to change into walking shorts and a knit shirt. He 
was taking the things out of the drawer when Jill came in. 

"I might as well get ready, too," she said, pulling her blouse over her 
head. She was wearing a strapless bra that pushed her titties together and 
up, and only covered half of her large orbs. 

Laying the blouse carefully on the bed, she undid her skirt, let it fall, 
then picked it up and put it atop her blouse. Her pink panties were so brief 
that wisps of her light brown pubic hair curled out over the top, while the 
rest of her dark vee of fuzz showed plainly through the sheer material. 

Ben's cock began thumping to a hard-on when she reached behind her back to 
unclasp the half bra and uncovered her upcurved tits. The luscious looking 
rosy-tipped mounds swayed as she tossed the bra on the bed, then bent down 
to open her suitcase. 

"I've got to get some new shorts," she said to him over her shoulder as she 
squatted. "These darn things are getting too tight for me." 

He could well understand why as he eyed her plump buns with the dark crack 
separating them. She had ripened considerably since the last time he had 
noticed, as much or more than her older sister. By the time she raised up 
with her halter and shorts in her hand, Ben's prick was at full erection, 
pushing the towel out far in front of him. 

"Jill, I...! Come here, baby!" He held his arms out to her. 

She dropped her things on the bed and rushed over to wrap her arms around 
him and flatten her bare tits against his chest. He stroked her hair and her 
naked back, feeling his hard staff poking her in the belly. She trembled 
under his caresses and made small mewing sounds. 

"Sweetheart, I'd like you to do something for me." His voice was hollow, and 
he hated himself for even thinking of asking what he wanted her to do. 
Still, the strain of his unexpended cum was making him suffer the torment of 
the damned, and her nearly naked body was adding to his anguish to the point 
where he couldn't restrain himself. 

"Anything, Daddy," she murmured, pressing her youthful body closer and 
snuggling her cheek against his chest. "What is it?" 

There was no doubt that she could feel his rigid tool, and he wondered what 
was going through her mind. Nan might have said something to her, of course, 
but he doubted it. Still, she seemed unconcerned and even pleased over the 
pressure of his dick against her. When he pushed her away gently, the tuck 
in the towel parted and it fell to the floor, leaving his massive cock and 
balls in plain view. 

Jill looked down at the huge muscle with its purple fireman's helmet head 
and the heavy, hairy' scrotum hanging beneath it. She drew in her breath 
sharply, but made no effort to take her eyes away from the wondrous sight. 
Even when he moved to the bed to sit down, she continued to stare at his 
organ. 

"Come over here by me, darling," he said softly. When she came close and 
stood between his spread legs, he placed his hands on her waist and peered 
at her face. "Baby, do you love me?" 

"Yes, Daddy. I always have! A whole lot!" 

"Then will you do whatever I ask you to?" 

"Uh-huh." He had never looked at her that way before, and while she wasn't 
frightened, she was just a little uneasy. There was an electric charge in 
the air that she could actually feel. 

"That's my girl. Now, just stand there for a few minutes and let daddy do 
something to you." 

Ben was so aroused he was blind with lust, and encouraged by his success 
with Nan, he felt sure he could do anything with Jill short of fucking her. 
Pulling her nearer, he pushed his face forward and took her left tit into 
his mouth. Clamping his lips on the soft cone, he began sucking tenderly 
while he swabbed his tongue back and forth across the tip. Almost instantly 
the tiny nipple began hardening, indicating that she was also enjoying it. 

"Uuummmfff! Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuummm! Uuummm!" 

Jill was as astonished as she was elated. No one had ever even touched her 
breasts, let alone suck them. She had seen pictures in women's magazines of 
mothers nursing their babies, and now she knew what they felt like. It was 
super! 

"Ooohhh, Dad!" she whispered. "Jeepers, that feels so good! I didn't know 
you liked to do that! Wow! It makes me tickle all over! UUUHHH UUUHHH! I 
LIKE IT, DADDY! REALLY! OOOHHH!" 

Tiny shivers zipped up her spine and her legs quaked as she watched him tug 
and pull on her jutting tit. She began to feel flushed, and a strange warmth 
started heating up her crotch. It was all so new to her that she couldn't 
understand her reactions, but since it was so pleasurable, she let herself 
revel in it. 

When Ben switched to her other tit, he began rubbing his hands up and down 
her bare legs and over her firm, rounded rump. The jizz that had been 
stoppered up when he was fucking Wanda's ass was bubbling once again, and 
the craving to release it became more and more consuming by the second. 

"Please, darling!" he groaned in torment, taking her by the shoulders and 
forcing her to her knees in front of him. "Kiss it for daddy! Please, baby! 
Daddy needs it so bad! DO it for me! I'm in pain, honey!" 

Jill was bewildered and confused. "Kiss WHAT, Daddy? What do you want me to 
kiss?" 

"My cock, kitten!" he panted, circling the base with his thumb and 
forefinger. "Kiss my COCK! All over! Please, baby! OH, GOD, DADDY WANTS IT 
SO MUCH!" 

Not knowing what was expected of her, and more than a little apprehensive, 
Jill swallowed, licked her lips, then rested her elbows on his thighs and 
lowered her head to kiss the shiny bulbous head of his organ. She touched 
her lips to it lightly, tasting the sweet wetness of the pre-cum that filled 
the tiny slit in the end. 

"That's it, darling!" he moaned. "KISS IT ALL OVER! Then SUCK on it! Please, 
Jill! Hhhuuuhhhnnnggghhh!" 

While she teased his aching organ with her soft lips, running them all over 
the tip and shaft of his dick, Ben leaned forward to reach beneath her and 
cup her lush titties, which he began kneading. He wasn't going to cum in her 
mouth. He promised himself that. All he wanted was to cum, and relieve the 
agonizing pressure in his groin. 

Jill caressed his member all the way down to the root with her lips, feeling 
peculiar at doing something like that to her father, but at the same time 
thrilled at being able to see and touch his very secret parts that had 
always been kept hidden from her. 

"SUCK IT NOW, JILL! PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH! SUCK ON IT LIKE IT WAS A PIECE OF 
CANDY! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, DAMN! YOU'RE SUCH A PRINCESS! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! 
OH, GOD! GOD! AAAGGGHHH!" 

He was nearly ready to blow, and only wanted a few tugs from her warm mouth 
to set him off. She obeyed quickly, opening her jaws and sliding her lips 
over his thrumming pecker. Then she was sucking on it, drawing in her cheeks 
as she rolled her tongue over and around the giant piston. 

"UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMMJ" 

Bolder than her sister, she had no compunction about putting her mouth on 
her father's penis. To her, it was exciting and different, and she wasn't at 
all surprised to find that she liked the taste of his muscle. The thought 
popped into the back of her mind that Nan may have done the same thing, but 
she doubted it. Her sister wouldn't have the guts. 

"OOOHHH, JILL! JESUS! IT WONT BE LONG! SUCK, HONEY! DO IT TO DADDY! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! CHRIST! OH, LORD! GGGG AAAHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! 
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH!" 

Ben felt the jizz filling his peter, wanted to pull out, but couldn't. 
Releasing her titties, he threw himself back on the bed and stiffened, then 
jerked when the jets of cum sprouted from his joint into his daughter's 
waiting mouth. Blazing lights flashed behind his closed eyelids as jet after 
jet of hot sperm shot out of his prick, giving him the blessed relief he 
needed. 

Jill wasn't prepared for the eruption, and when the gushes of thick viscous 
cream splashed against her palate and tonsils, she nearly choked. Recovering 
quickly, she drank the milky fuck juice as fast as it poured out, savoring 
the tartly sweet flavor while eerie sensations gripped at her loins. When 
the spewing ceased, she removed her mouth and jumped to her feet with a 
happy smile on her face. 

"Is that what you wanted, Daddy? Did I do what you wanted me to?" 

He pushed himself up to a sitting position and covered his face with his 
hands. "Yes, honey. That's exactly what I wanted. I'm so sorry. I meant to 
pull out before I ... did that." 

"You don't have to be sorry," she said, going to the dresser for tissues to 
wipe her mouth. "I didn't mind. I thought it was SUPER!" 

Ben lowered his hands and looked at her, stupefied. "You're telling me the 
truth? You didn't mind what you did at all?" 

"Ung-unh," she replied simply. "You wouldn't have asked me to do it if it 
wasn't all right. I was surprised when something came out, but that was all. 
What WAS that stuff, anyway?" 

He got up, shaking his head. "I'll tell you some other time. Right now, I 
think we'd better get dressed and be on our way. We still have that stop to 
make, and I might get tied up for a while at the store." 

"Okay," Jill said gaily, picking up her shorts and stepping into them. 
Eyeing the bed as she zipped them up, she began thinking what it was going 
to be like sleeping next to him all night. 

Ben got into his clothes, went to brush his teeth and comb his hair, then 
headed for the kitchen and a final shot before they took off. His conscience 
was tearing him apart, but he was so involved now that there was no escape. 
His incestuous desire for his lovely daughters was so deeply rooted that he 
could never untangle himself. 

Things were quiet at the drug store when he stopped off to pick up some ice 
cream, cigarettes and a bottle of whiskey and brandy. He greeted the 
employees pleasantly, gave the two teenage girls at the fountain counter the 
once over, then went back to the car. 

Kathy greeted them at the door wearing a wrap-around skirt and a low cut 
blouse, the apparent dark circles indicating she had no bra on. Out of 
deference to his daughter, she gave Ben a light peck on the cheek, then 
hugged Jill. 

"My goodness, but you've grown, dear. Of course it's been ages since I've 
seen you. How have you been?" 

"Just fine," Jill answered shyly, acutely aware of the woman's nearly naked 
tits. 

"Why don't you go out in the back yard? Tim's out there with some of the 
neighbor kids playing ball. Here, Ben, let me help you with some of that 
stuff. You know you didn't have to bring anything." 

The three of them went directly to the kitchen, then Jill continued out the 
back door. Kathy put the things away while Ben settled down at the table and 
lit a cigarette. When she was through, she took a pitcher and two chilled 
glasses from the refrigerator and poured each of them a martini. 

"Here's to us, honey," she said, raising her glass. 

"To us." He eyed the mountains under her blouse as he sipped, then said, "Do 
you think you ought to be running around in front of Tim dressed like that?" 

She laughed as she sat down across from him. "It's all right, Ben. He's seen 
me naked many times. Hell, he's even slept with me." ' 

"Oh?" He leaned forward with interest. "Want to tell me more about that?" 

Her face tinged red and she looked down at the glass she was twirling on the 
table. "We've been alone for several years. Do I have to say any more?" 

"Not unless you want to." 

She tilted the glass to her lips, drained it, then refilled it from the 
pitcher. Her hand wasn't very steady. "This is one helluva way to start a 
pleasant dinner. I'm not sure you'll want to hear it." 

"Try me." 

"Well, as you know, I'd just about given up on men until I met you. That 
isn't to say that my sex impulses were dulled any. I still had the same 
natural urges. I tried masturbating, used damn near everything I could think 
of, including a vibrator. They got me off, all right, but it wasn't like the 
real thing." 

When she hesitated, he prodded her. "Go on." 

"I ... well I started taking Tim to bed with me. I showed him how to 
finger-fuck, and that worked for a while. Then even that wasn't enough." 

"Of course Tim got all hot and bothered, right?" 

"Naturally. I jacked him off too, to keep him from hurting, then I started 
sucking him. It didn't take much of that before I started fucking him. Does 
that shock you?" 

"Only a little. Still going on?" 

Her face reddened even more. "Yes. When you don't come around for a few days 
or he gets horny. Really, Ben, it's not as bad as it sounds. We're still 
mother and son. It's just that, well, our relationship has gone a bit deeper 
than normal. He's a good boy." 

"I'm sure he is. You don't have to justify it to me. Is he a pretty good 
fuck?" 

She looked up at him and a grin spread across her face. "You should see his 
whanger, honey. God! It's nearly as big as yours! And I've really shown him 
how to use it, too. The gal that marries him is in for one beautiful 
surprise." 

"Is that all?" he asked. "I mean, is Tim the only one you've fucked besides 
me." 

"So help me, Ben, that's all. If I wasn't being honest with you, I wouldn't 
even have told you that, would I?" 

"No, I don't suppose you would." He emptied his glass and filled it to the 
brim. Her confession had jolted him, but at the same time, it erased some of 
the guilt he'd been carrying. It was comforting to know that he wasn't the 
only one who was fucking their own kids. 

"Darling," she said quietly, "I'm ready for a fuck right now. Are you?" 

He nodded. The discussion had given him a hard-on, and it was getting 
uncomfortable. 

"I thought you would be, so I was prepared. Look." Kathy stood up, came 
around the table, and lifted her short skirt. She had no panties on, and the 
thick rich hair surrounding her cunt was glistening with moisture. "It's all 
wet and ready whenever you are, lover." 

"Where? HERE?" 

"Sure. C'mon." Walking to the sink, she raised her skirt high and rested her 
arms on the counter. "I can watch out this window and keep an eye on the 
kids. If one of them starts to come in, you can pull out and sit down again, 
and they won't know the difference. Go ahead, honey, shove it way up me. 

Ben unzipped his fly, took out his massive pole, then moved up behind her. 
He slid the head of his dick down the crack of her ass until he reached the 
gaping orifice of her twat. If she hadn't been in high heels, he could never 
have done it this way, but as it was, he could ease his tool into her steamy 
sheath with no problem at all. 

"Ooohhh, Ben! Hhhuuuhhh! Christ, WHAT A PRICK! AAAGGGHHH! I woke up this 
morning wanting your cock! Hhhuuuhhh! Oh, FUCK, Ben! Use that pile driver! 
Stick it clear up to my mouth! Oh, lover! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! GOD! FUCK ME! 
PL-E-E-E-ASE!" 

He reached around for her mountainous tits and squeezed them while he pumped 
his rod in and out of her slimy sheath. After the second thrust, she began 
working her snapping twat on his organ, literally sucking his joint with her 
pussy. 

"Fuck, Kathy! Oh, Christ, what a cunt! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! I'll bet Tim will 
never find another fuck like you! Aaarrrggghhh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! OH, DAMN! 
FUCK! FUCK! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" 

Kathy was watching the children in the back yard through glazed eyes as the 
powerful piston rammed home again and again. She would never tire of it. 
Never! And if she had her way, he would be fucking her the rest of her life. 

 CHAPTER SEVEN 

"BEN! OOOHHH, MOTHER, YOU KNOW HOW TO FUCK! HHHUUUHHH! GOD! GIVE IT TO ME! 
MAKE ME CUM REAL HARD! GGG AAAHHH! FUCK, HONEY! GIVE ME ALL OF IT! HUH! HUH! 
HUH! BBBEEENNN! JESUS! OOOHHH!" 

She was bucking and squirming on his impaled poker, using her pussy like a 
voracious mouth, squeezing and releasing, squeezing and releasing. Even 
though he had already been sucked off twice that day, her expert use of her 
cunt was drawing yet another load of seething cum from his nuts. 

"LORD, KATHY, FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! 
UNGH! SCREW LIKE A WHORE! C'MON, BABY! GIVE IT ALL YOU'VE GOT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! 
AAAHHH! UNF! UNF! UNF! UNF! AAARRRGGGHHH!" 

"I'M ... GONNA ... CUM ... BEN! PUNCH ... ME! FUCK ... ME! HHHUUUHHH! NOW, 
LOVER! NOW! NNNOOOWWW! OOOHHH! HUH! HUH! OH! OH! OH!" 

"HANG ON, HONEY! SO AM I! OOOHHH, FFFUUUCCCKKK! UH! UH! UH! KATHY! 
WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! DAMN! DAMN! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!'' 

Ben's muscles tensed, then he shivered as his flaming load of jism spurted 
from his tool. The jetting geyser emptied him, draining all his vitality, 
and when the eruption slowed to a trickle, he was completely spent. 
Slithering his wilting cock from Kathy's cream-filled vagina, he reeled to 
the table and sank down on a chair in a state of complete exhaustion. 

Fuck juice drooled from Kathy's vacant hole and splashed on the floor 
between her feet as she bent her head and tried to regain her breath. She 
was still gasping for air when she tore paper towels from a roll and wiped 
her twat, then sopped up the puddle on the asphalt tiles. 

"I'm going to the toilet, dear. Pour yourself another drink, and I'll wipe 
you off when I get back." 

He nodded mutely, not having the energy to speak. He filled his glass, took 
a gulp, then lit a cigarette. While he waited for Kathy, he realized his sex 
life was beginning to be too much for a man his age. It was a well known 
fact that screwing strange stuff had brought on many a coronary attack to 
men beyond their mid-forties. There was no doubt about it. He would have to 
slow down, whether he liked it or not. 

"Here we go, lover," Kathy said, returning with a warm wash cloth. She bent 
over him and washed off his limp tool with care, then tucked his soft joint 
away and zipped him up. After giving him a quick kiss, she stepped to the 
door to the garage and tossed the cloth atop the washer, then came back to 
join him at the table. "You look terrible, sweetheart," she said, noticing 
the tired lines around his eyes. "Don't tell me one little fuck wore you out 
that much." 

He couldn't tell her about Wanda and Jill. Not yet, anyway, if at all. "No. 
Too much on my mind, I guess. I'm not sleeping very well." 

"Probably not eating the way you should, either. Well, I've whipped up a 
meal that should solve that problem. Let's have another pitcher of martinis; 
then well eat." 

As they sat there drinking, listening to the kids shouting and laughing in 
the back yard, they talked of their respective businesses, profits, rising 
costs, anything except his divorce and their proposed marriage. Finally, 
Kathy set the dining room table, checked on the food in the oven, and called 
the children in. 

Over dinner Ben unobtrusively studied Kathy's young son. He was a stocky 
boy, rather tall, with reddish-brown hair and intelligent brown eyes. He was 
very well mannered for not having a father to keep him in line. Ben had to 
admit to a slight twinge of jealousy when he thought of him plowing Kathy's 
juicy cunt, and wondered if the lad appreciated the unique situation he 
lived with. 

"You kids can go back out and play," Kathy said when they were finished. 
"Honey, they're showing Ben Hur on channel six in a few minutes. Want to 
watch it?" 

The combination of the wild fuck, the drinks and the big meal had made Ben 
loggy, and he really didn't feel like driving home at that moment. "Sure. 
I've seen it twice, but I'd like to see it again." 

"Good. I'll just leave the dishes here and clean it up during commercials." 

He didn't make it all the way through the movie. Near the halfway point, he 
leaned his head back and fell asleep almost at once. Kathy didn't bother to 
wake him until it was over and nearly five o'clock. Then she shook him 
gently. 

"Ben? Ben, dear! I think you ought to go to bed." 

Rousing slowly and rubbing his eyes, Ben muttered, "Yeah, I guess you're 
right. Call Jill in, will you? We'll get going right away. 

"Certainly. I only wish you weren't so tired. I'd like to have you tell me 
what's going on with the girls ... and Wanda." 

"Maybe tomorrow, when I'm rested up. I'll know more then, anyway." 

"Of course, dear. I'll get Jill in." 

They said their good-byes and climbed in the car. Ben yawned most of the way 
home and rubbed his grainy eyes. He felt totally depleted, and promised 
himself another hot shower as soon as they got back to the apartment. 

"Daddy," Jill asked, "why does Kathy keep calling you 'darling' and 'honey' 
and things like that?" 

"She's a very good friend, kitten. A very close friend." 

"Do you like her a lot?" 

"Yes, I do. Do you?" 

"I suppose. She's sure a good cook. And her house is really neat." 

When they reached the apartment, Ben went directly to his bedroom to strip 
and put on his robe. Then he stepped into the bath and took a shower, first 
hot, then cold, then hot again. By the time he stepped out, most of the 
grogginess had left him, and he felt more human again. 

As he passed through the living room on the way to mix himself a highball, 
he noticed a pained expression on Jill's face. She was sitting gingerly on 
the edge of a chair, watching TV. 

"What's the matter, baby?" 

"I think I was out in the sun too long today. I'm not burned, but it sure 
feels uncomfortable." 

He stepped over to her and saw that the vast expanse of bare skin was a 
bright pink. "We can take care of that, honey. I've got some excellent 
lotion for sunburn. Go in the bedroom and take all your clothes off. I'll be 
in in a minute." 

He made himself a tall drink, stopped off at the bathroom for the ointment, 
then went into the bedroom. Jill was lying on her stomach on the bed, 
stripped. Putting his glass on the nightstand, he uncapped the tube and 
began applying the lotion to her pink and white body. 

"Ooohhh," she simpered, "that feels nice and cool." 

"In a few seconds it won't hurt at all." 

While he rubbed her legs and back, his eyes were on her pert buttocks, the 
deep cleft separating them, and the dark ringlets of hair that curled in her 
crotch. Though it wasn't necessary, he let his hand glide over her asscheeks 
and down into the valley between her thighs, feeling the intense heat 
exuding from her virgin quim. 

"Roll over now, Jill, and I'll do your front." 

When she twisted onto her back with her legs slightly splayed, Ben's prick 
leaped to a painful erection. Her tits pointed into the air like two 
rose-capped mountains, and the light vee of downy hair covering her pelvis 
stood out against her alabaster skin. 

"Do it all over, Daddy," she murmured, her eyes closed. "It feels good!" 

"All right, kitten." 

His hand moved greasily over her tender young body, lingering over her snow 
white tits and pink thighs. The loosely tied robe had fallen open, and his 
cock was standing straight up from his pelvis, dancing and jumping as he 
massaged his daughter's curvaceous figure. 

Damn! he thought angrily. I can't go again! Not today! Oh, Jesus, what am I 
letting myself in for? 

Knowing it would only make matters worse, he still couldn't resist placing 
his hand on her virgin, pubescent cunt and fondling the lips of Jill's twat, 
well aware of the delights available in the deep crevice between them. He 
was able to check an impulse to finger-fuck her only by reminding himself 
that she was only eleven, and that he might scare the living daylights out 
of her if he tried. 

"Uuummm!" she moaned. "That's nice, too, Daddy! Uuummm! I feel a lot better 
already! Ooohhh! You're fingers tickle me down there! UUUHHH! UUUHHH!" 

It was going too far. For both of them. He recapped the tube, took a long 
swig from his drink, then moved towards the door. "I'll bring you the Sunday 
funnies, baby. You can read them while you lay there and let that lotion 
soak in." 

When he returned with the papers, he had covered his hard-on, and retreated 
immediately back to the living room. Settling back in his chair, he went 
through the sports section first, then picked up the front section for the 
world and national news. It didn't take long for him to realize what he was 
reading wasn't sinking in. All he could think about was that naked figure on 
his bed with her cunt open and her tits pointed at the ceiling. 

Tossing the paper aside in disgust, he parted his robe and stared at the 
thick, distended prick that was torturing him. He curled his hand around the 
shaft and gazed at the swollen purple head while he stroked it sensuously. 
Then he closed his eyes and pictured himself fucking Jill's delicious cunt, 
sliding his aching tool into the dark, slippery depths of her girlishly 
tight vagina. He could almost feel her lush tits squashed against his chest 
as he pumped his joint slowly, luxuriating in the feel of controlled 
masturbation. 

"Daddy, I hate to bother you again but ... OH!" She saw his hand moving up 
and down on his penis and gaped at it. 

His eyes snapped open and he saw her through a haze, standing naked in the 
doorway to the hall. There was no point in concealing his actions. She had 
already seen what he was doing. 

"What is it, honey?" he asked, not bothering to remove his fist from his 
dick. 

"I ... I itch like crazy down there," she said meekly, pointing to her 
cunny. "Mom gave me some stuff to put on it, but I forgot to bring it with 
me. Do you have something I could use?" 

Something snapped in his brain as he released his tool and got to his feet 
slowly, gazing at Jill's enticingly flawless form that seemed to draw him to 
her inexorably. After Nan, he knew he would never rest until he had Jill, 
too. Her naked, youthful body was like an offered drink to an alcoholic, and 
he refused to accept the thought of any repercussions. 

Walking over to her, he put an arm around her waist, pulled her close, and 
kissed her with all the passion that was rending his body and soul. "I'll 
take care of it for you, darling," he said softly. "C'mon in the bedroom. 
You'll like what I'm going to do." 

She was dumfounded by his look and the strange way he was acting toward her, 
but she followed him willingly, burning with inquisitiveness as to what he 
was going to do, especially since she had caught him in the act of playing 
with his penis. She offered no resistance when he laid her down on the bed 
with her ass on the very edge, and watched with interest as he shrugged out 
of his robe and knelt between her feet. 

"What are you going to do, Daddy?" she asked without a trace of fear. 

"I'm going to lick you, baby," he replied hoarsely. "I'm going to show you 
how a man loves a girl." 

"Ooohhh, WOW! Honest?" She didn't know exactly what he meant, but it sounded 
like fun. 

Ben lifted her legs and draped them down his back. Then, as his hands moved 
up across her abdomen and stomach to cover her firm titties, he pushed his 
face forward into her open crotch and began kissing the pouting lips of her 
pussy, her pelvis, and the insides of her thighs. 

"Oh, Dad! Jeepers! Wow! Ooohhh, that feels super! Ooohhh! Criminy! Aaahhh! 
Oh! OH! OH!" 

He was breathing heavily when he finally concentrated on the slit of her 
twat. When he parted her thick outer lips with his tongue and began lapping 
at the slick inner folds and creases, his hot exhalations blew up her vagina 
and swirled around her puckered anus. Then he took her tiny clitoris between 
his lips and began to suck on it gently. 

"DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING? OH, JEEZ! THAT'S TOO MUCH! IT TAKES MY 
BREATH AWAY! GOLLY! HHHUUUHHH! OOOHHH! DAD! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! YOU'RE MAKING 
ME FEEL ALL WILD INSIDE! I CAN'T STAND IT! DON'T! NOT ANY MORE! PLEASE! 
HHHUUUHHH! OOOHHH!" 

To the young girl, it was like a fantastic tickle that she couldn't stop, 
spreading like wildfire through her body and making her vision blur. She 
could feel it down to her toes, but especially in her nipples that began to 
tingle maddeningly. Her flat abdomen was jumping with palpitations, but she 
had absolutely no control over them. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUMMM!" 

( Ben was squeezing the head of his prick now with his thumb and forefinger 
to keep from cumming and kneading her tiny tits with his other hand as he 
delved deep into her vaginal orifice with his tongue. He darted it in and 
out of her sheath, letting her cunt-honey seep over it, into his mouth. 

"GGGAAAHHH! DAD! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! PLEASE! OH, GOD, PLEASE! 
I'M SHAKING ALL OVER! DADDY! FUNNY THINGS ARE HAPPENING INSIDE ME! OOOHHH! 
OOOHHH!" 

She was thrashing, twisting and writhing, yet being careful not to move her 
pussy away from his searching tongue. Her heels were beating a tattoo on his 
back and her arms were flailing the air. Nothing like this had ever happened 
to her before, and she didn't know whether to shriek with glee or cry. 

"UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" 

Ben's viselike grip on the tip of his organ quelled the desire to ejaculate 
momentarily, and he devoted his entire attention to orally fucking Jill to a 
climax. The urgent desire to fuck her was gnawing at him, and he wasn't sure 
he could hold back once he had made the young nymph cum. 

"DAD, I-! OOOHHH, GOD! YOU'RE MAKING SOMETHING HAPPEN INSIDE ME! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! YOU-! PLEASE, I-! HHHUUUHHH! OH, DAD! GOD! YYYAAAHHH! 
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! EEEHHH! EEEHHH! WWWAAAHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! 
OOOHHH! OOOHHH! OH! OH! OH!" 

When she began grinding her cunt against his face, Ben knew he had brought 
her off. She tensed, squeezed his head with her thighs, then lurched off the 
bed to press her twat against his mouth as hard as she could. Then she 
suddenly went limp, and her twitching legs fell from his shoulders, her feet 
thumping when they hit the floor. 

"Whhheeew! Lord, Dad! What did you do to me? Ooohhh! I can't stop shivering! 
GOSH!" 

Ben rose up slowly on watery legs and fought to bring air into his lungs. 
Bringing Jill to orgasm only heightened his near-insane yearning for the 
girl. Struggling with his ravenous and incestuous fervor was useless. If it 
didn't happen now, it would before she left anyway, and any further waiting 
would be too much to bear. 

"Slide up on the bed, honey," he said gratingly. "Put your head on the 
pillow and spread your legs." 

Still woozy from her turgid climax, Jill didn't have the energy or the 
inclination to question or argue. She pushed herself up as he asked, then 
waited with her chest rising and falling rapidly as he crawled up between 
her legs and laid down on top of her. It wasn't until she felt the hot hard 
nose of his prick on her pussy that she realized that he was going to do 
something strange and perhaps terrifying to her. 

"Dad," she whimpered, almost pleadingly, "I think I've had enough for a 
while. Can't we just lay here and rest?" 

He silenced her by putting his mouth over hers and probing her lips with his 
tongue. Balanced on his elbows and knees, he moved his cock around until it 
was in the slippery canyon of her cunt, then he slid it up and down her 
slash until the head was covered with her lubricating mucous. He found her 
drooling orifice, and pressed the tip of his straining staff against it. 

"Honey," he whispered into her ear, breathing the sweet scent of her hair, 
"I'm going to go inside you with my cock. You'll feel just a little pain, 
and then it'll be wonderful. Believe me. Nan did, and she loved it." 

Nan did!" The idea of her sister doing something like this seemed 
impossible. She would never...! No, she couldn't! It wasn't like her at all! 
"Did she do the other, too!" 

"Yes, sweetheart. She and I made love just like you and I are doing now. You 
want to see what it's like, don't you?" 

Recovering from the initial shock, it didn't take Jill long to decide that 
she wasn't going to let Nan get the better of her in anything, especially 
her father's love. Whatever her sister could do, she could, no matter what 
it was. 

"Yes, Daddy, I do. Do to me what you did to Nan. I want to love you, too." 

"Good girl." He slipped his hands under her shoulders and braced his knees. 
"Wrap your legs around me, darling. It'll be a lot easier that way." 

"All right." She threw both her amrs and legs around him, locking her hands 
and ankles while she nuzzled her face into his throat. "I'm ready, Dad." 

"I'll do it slowly, honey, and as easy as I can." 

The head of his cock forced her cuntal sphincter to expand, then he was 
inside her. Pushing it in with even pressure, he felt her hymen as his dick 
passed through it, but it was much more open than Nan's had been. Probably 
because Jill did more physical exercise than her sister. The young girl 
winced, but didn't cry out until he had his prick impaled to the root in her 
twat and the tip of his joint was pressing against her uterus. 

"Aaarrrggghhh! DAD! God, It feels so HUGE inside me! As though you had your 
whole arm in there! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Oh, WOW! I don't know if I can take it! 
Is that all? Are you all the way in? GOD! OOOOHHH! OOOHHH!" 

"Relax, kitten! Don't fight it! Just concentrate on seeing what it feels 
like when I start pumping it! Go limp, and just give yourself to Daddy!" 

"Okay. I'm trying! Hhhuuuhhh! It does hurt a little, Daddy! Take it easy? 
Please? Hhhuuunnnggghhh! AAAHHH! AAAHHH! Jeepers, I feel so FULL! It's all 
right now! Go ahead!" 

Ben brushed his lips over her neck and shoulder as he began thrusting his 
cock in and out of her with steady, rhythmic motions, feeling the tight 
walls of her sheath cling to his dick as though it was reluctant to let him 
go. On each inward thrust, when his pelvis flattened her pussy lips and his 
tool jammed against her womb, she jerked, but gave no outward signs of pain. 

"Ooohhh, baby!" he moaned. "You're terrific! You're so hot and juicy inside! 
UUUNNNGGG! UUUNNNGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! Damn, kitten, your cunt is TIGHT! Can 
you feel it? Can you feel my cock?" 

"Uh huh! It makes me tingle all over! It's really deep, isn't it? God! 
Hhhuuuhhh! Ooohhh! You can do it faster if you want! I won't mind! Uuuhhh! 
Uuuhhh! Jeez, Daddy, you're super! OOOHHH! OOOHHH!" 

He was much too hot to hold his jizz back for long, and he hoped Jill would 
be able to climax soon. He wriggled his hips, making his pecker penetrate 
every niche and cranny in the gooey slick tunnel that was clasping his rod 
like a fist while his balls slapped noisily against her bung hole. 

"FUCK, JILL! PLEASE, BABY, FUCK! MOVE AROUND ON DADDY'S COCK! TWIST ON IT! 
UUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, HONEY, I'M GOING TO SHOOT OFF IN A MINUTE! I CAN'T STOP 
IT! RELAX AND LET IT HAPPEN! WE CAN BOTH CUM AT THE SAME TIME! UNGH! UNGH! 
UNGH! UNGH! OOOHHH, FUCK, KITTEN! FUCK DADDY!" 

"I DON'T KNOW HOW, DADDY!" she sobbed. "THE SAME THING IS HAPPENING AGAIN, 
THOUGH! LIKE WHEN YOU LICKED ME! I FEEL ALL FUNNY DOWN BY MY TUMMY! 
HHHUUUHHH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! DAD! OOOHHH, DADDY! WHAT SHOULD I DO? GGGAAAHHH! 
HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! AAARRRGGGHHH!" 

He was pouring it to her now, cramming his distended organ through her tube 
until it hit against her womb, withdrawing it, then slamming it in again. It 
shouldn't be possible, but for the fourth time that day he was going to 
loose a load of seething jism, and it was going to be as pleasurable as each 
of the preceding times. 

"I'M ... CCCUUUMMMIIINNNGGG ... BABY! NOW! FEEL IT SHOOT INTO YOU! 
FFFUUUCCCKKK! UH! UH! UH! UH! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! JILL! MY LORD! 
GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! AAAGGGHHH!" 

The instant the heated stream of fuck juice spewed against her uterus, Jill 
reacted like a wild demon. Her nails raked his back, her legs scissored his 
waist then shot into the air, and she bit his shoulder as shuddering tremors 
racked her body. Raising up on her shoulders, she jammed her cunny on his 
spurting dick and squealed with giddy elation. 

"WWWAAAHHH! EEEIIIEEE! HUH! HUH! HUH! DDDAAADDDDDDYYY! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! 
OOOHHH, DAD! OH! OH! OH! OH! AAAHHH! OH, JEEZ! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! UUUHHH!" 

Ben slumped down against her, burying his face in her fanned-out tresses 
while he sucked air into his tortured lungs. His heart was hammering a mile 
a minute in his chest, and he was soaked with perspiration. It took all of 
his effort to snake his dick from his daughter's twat and roll over limply 
onto his back. 

Jill laid there quietly, staring at the ceiling as she tried to reconstruct 
exactly what had taken place. It was undoubtedly the most magnificent thing 
that had ever happened to her, yet now that it was over, she felt curiously 
empty and void, as though some part of her was missing. And that feeling 
wasn't just between her legs, it was all over. 

"Might be a good idea if you took a shower, honey," Ben said tonelessly. 
"Then I'll take one, and we'll see if we can scrape up something to eat." 

"I'm not hungry right now, but I probably will be by then." Jill swung her 
legs over the side of the bed and got up. "Shall I put my clothes back on?" 

"No, I don't think so. We might as well be comfortable, hadn't we? Go ahead. 
I'll have a drink while I'm waiting." 

When he heard the bathroom door close, Ben sat up, feeling a little 
lightheaded. He waited until the room stopped revolving, then made his way 
to the kitchen, picking up his glass in the living room on the way. Taking 
down the brandy, which he knew was good for the blood, he poured a glass 
half full, added ice, then shuffled to the living room and sat down. 

Going over the events of the day, it was difficult for him to believe it had 
happened. Wanda sucking him, sticking her in the ass; Jill giving him a 
terrific blow-job; ramming his dick into Kathy in her kitchen; then finally 
eating and fucking Jill. If he had been fifteen, even ten, years younger, he 
would have reflected on it all with a certain amount of pride. As it was, he 
was a bit proud, but he was also a very weary man, doubtful whether he could 
perform the next day at all. 

He was thinking about some of the medications that one or two of the 
pharmaceutical salesmen had touted as being very good for the rejuvenation 
of the gonads when a thought suddenly struck him and he slapped a palm to 
his forehead. 

In the midst of gratifying all his carnal impulses, he had given no thought 
to birth control for the girls!!! 

"Oh, Jesus!" he muttered. "Tomorrow for sure! My God, if one of them got 
pregnant...! How could I have been so stupid?" 

With that, he tossed off his drink and went to make another, shaking his 
head all the way. 

 CHAPTER EIGHT 

Jill stayed in the shower a full forty-five minutes, washing her hair and 
soaking under the pelting spray while Ben fretted in the living room about 
the possibility of one or both of his young daughters being knocked up. When 
she finally came out to put her hair up in rollers, he was in no mood to 
exchange pleasantries, and was actually more curt with her than he intended. 

He pissed and took a quick shower, then was applying shaving cream to his 
face when Jill opened the door and spoke to him shyly. "Mom's on the phone, 
Dad. She wants to talk to you, and she says it's important." 

"All right, honey, I'll be right out." After rinsing his hands, he strode 
stark naked into the kitchen with foam all over his cheeks to pick up the 
receiver. 

"Ben, I'm sorry to bother you," Wanda said, "but I've reached a decision, 
and I thought you'd want to know about it right away." 

He detected a queer note in her voice, and a wave of apprehension came over 
him. "Okay, Wanda, what is it?" 

After a pause, she said tiredly, "I've come to the conclusion that I've been 
a complete flop, both as a mother and a wife. I've given it a lot of 
thought, and it's pretty plain that neither of the girls want to stay with 
me. I'm sure both of them would much rather stay with you, and I'm ready to 
give them up without a fight." 

Ben was struck dumb by her statement, and had a difficult time finding his 
voice. Then he said, "Wanda, are you sure? You're not going to change your 
mind later on and cause trouble?" 

"No. I promise. My decision is final. That's why I wanted to speak to you 
this evening. If you'll have that boy who works for you, Danny, move both of 
us with the delivery truck tomorrow, you can have the house back and I'll 
take over your apartment. Since you'll have the girls, you'll need more 
room. Is that fair enough?" 

He was so taken aback he could scarcely believe his ears. "I think that's 
more than fair, Wanda. I must say it comes as quite a surprise. Have you 
told Nan?" 

"Yes. Just a few minutes ago. You can explain things to Jill. I'll call my 
lawyer first thing in the morning, and get that part settled." There was a 
faint sob on the line. "Ben?" ' "Yes?" 

"I'm really very sorry things worked out like this. I'd give anything if it 
hadn't happened this way. Do you believe me?" 

For the first time in many years, Ben felt sincere compassion for his 
attractive wife. What she was doing took a lot of courage, and though he 
could never go back to her, he had to admire her. If she had only been that 
considerate earlier, everything would have been different today. 

"Yes, I believe you, Wanda. I'll make things as easy as I can for you. Danny 
will be there in the morning to help you move. I want to thank you for being 
so damned nice. You won't have a bit of trouble from me. Good-bye, and good 
luck." 

When he hung up the phone, Ben was so weak he could hardly stand. Wanda's 
change of heart coming out of the blue like that had rocked him badly. He 
went back to the bathroom to finish shaving, his mind muddled and his hands 
shaking. Everything was going to be perfect now, and his future looked 
brighter than it had for a long time. 

Jill was curled up on the couch when he returned to the living room, 
watching TV drowsily. He sat down and lit a cigarette and cleared his 
throat. "Jill, that call from your mother was about you girls. She's decided 
you'd be better off with me, and that we should move back in the house. Care 
to make a comment?" 

The naked girl sat up slowly and smiled. "I kinda thought that's the way it 
would work out. Nan did, too. Mom loves us, but not as much as you do. It 
showed." 

"You won't mind, then? I don't mean now; I mean later on? I still have to 
take care of the store, so you and Nan will have to manage the household 
duties, you know." 

"We can handle it between the two of us. At least as good as mom ever did." 

Ben grinned cheerily. "I'm glad to hear you say that. Makes me feel a lot 
better. I'll tell you what. I've been saving a bottle of champagne for a 
special occasion. Why don't we open it and celebrate?" 

"Jeez, that'd be neat! I've never tasted it before!" 

Going to the kitchen, Ben retrieved the bottle from the crisper in the 
refrigerator where he had tucked it away and brought it back to the living 
room along with two glasses. He poured the wine ceremoniously, then they 
toasted each other. 

"Boy, this is really good!" Jill commented. "It tastes almost like pop!" 

"Take it easy, hon. It's pretty potent." by the time they had finished 
watching the hour long program, they had both consumed three glasses of the 
sparkling liquid, and Jill was becoming slightly tipsy. She looked at him 
solemnly as he poured, then asked, "Daddy, what were you and mom doing when 
Nan and I got back from church this morning?" 

He flushed, slightly embarrassed. "I, well ... I was having intercourse with 
your mother, but in a different way than I did with you." 

"Oh?" she said, remaining standing next to his elbow. "How, different? I 
don't get it." 

Ben felt a pang of shame, but knowing that she would find out about 
ass-fucking sooner or later, decided it would be better if the explanation 
came from him. "I had my penis in her rectum, Jill. It's just another way 
that couples make love." 

"Really? Is it just like ... the other? I mean, doesn't it hurt an awful 
lot?" 

"No, baby. A lot of girls like it that way." He was about to add that a lot 
of guys do too, but elected not to go into that. 

"I don't think I could ever do that. Gosh, sometimes it even hurts to have a 
bowel movement when I'm constipated." She eyed his thick stiff prick and 
shuddered, imagining what it would feel like to have that immense organ 
driving up into her intestines. 

He was thinking about it too, and his tool began to jump. "I don't think 
you'd find it as bad as it sounds, honey. Put your glass down and turn 
around and I'll show you." 

"You're not going to...?" she asked hesitantly, setting her drink on the end 
table. 

"No, kitten. I'm just going to put my finger in to show you what it's like. 
Doctors do it all the time when they give people examinations. Just back up 
to me and bend way over. If it bothers you, I'll stop." 

The young girl had had just enough to drink to give her courage that she 
wouldn't normally have had. She moved around between his parted legs, spread 
her feet, then bent over almost double. Placing her hands on her knees, she 
peered back between her thighs at his solid, distended cockmuscle and the 
hairy scrotum that was resting on the chair cushion. 

"Like this, Daddy?" 

"Yes, that's fine." 

Ben sucked on his thumb to wet it with saliva, then pressed it through her 
anal sphincter and into her colon. When it was impaled to the last knuckle, 
he inserted his index finger in her vagina, holding, the young lass in 
bowling ball fashion, touching his digits together through the thin membrane 
that separated her rectum from her cuntal sheath. 

"Oh, Daddy!" she squealed. "Gosh! That feels SUPER! Won't I get your thumb 
all dirty?" 

"I don't mind, sweetheart. I only want you to enjoy it. I'm going to push my 
fingers in and out now. Take it easy and see how good it feels." 

His cock was leaping in his lap as he began fucking both of her orifices, 
spearing his digits into her and twirling them around inside her. Jill 
didn't move for a while until she was certain there would be no pain 
involved, then she started gyrating her ass, squirming on her father's 
joy-giving fingers. 

"Jjjeeeeeezzz, Daddy! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! This is as good as what we did in bed! 
It makes me prickle all over! Hhhuuuhhh! Oh, wow! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! 
Aaaggghhh! Did you do this to Nan, too? Gggaaahhh! It's almost too much! 
Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!" 

"No, kitten, I haven't done this to Nan yet, but I will! God, you're so damn 
juicy! And your rectum is so tight! I love to caress you, Jill! You're such 
a sweet girl! You're my perfect little angel! Uuunnnggghhh! Uuunnnggghhh!" 

Watching his cream-covered index finger and his brown-streaked thumb, Ben 
was astonished that he had the urge to fuck again, even after the long and 
sex-filled day. His balls were bloated, and his dick was beginning to ache. 
It seemed impossible, but his nuts were already manufacturing another load 
of jizz. 

"Jill," he rasped, "do you think you could take it now? Could you sit in my 
lap and take my penis inside you?" 

"In my butt?" She whimpered fearfully, wanting to feel his penis there, but 
still reluctant. "I ... I don't know, Dad! Would you take it real easy and 
stop if I asked you to?" 

"Of course I would, honey. Surely you don't flunk I'd want to hurt you 
intentionally." 

"No, I guess you wouldn't. All right. We can try it." 

Ben was shaking with anticipation as he extracted his fingers and grasped 
her by the waist. Pulling her back onto his lap, he wet the end of his pole 
with her cuntal fluid, then touched the swollen tip to her bung. His legs 
twitched spastically as he let her down slowly, expanding her tight 
sphincter with his bulbous cockhead and then his shaft. 

"DADDY! OH, GOD! IT'S TEARING ME! AAARRRGGGHHH! JEEPERS! I DON'T KNOW IF I 
CAN TAKE IT! GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH! OOOHHH! IT ONLY HURTS AT MY HOLE, THOUGH! 
INSIDE IT FEELS WONDERFUL! WOW! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!" 

"Relax, baby! You're too tense! Loosen up, and it'll be fine in a minute!" 

Taking both her hands, he placed one on his balls and the other on her 
pussy. Then, letting his dick soak in her rectum, he showed her silently how 
to fondle his testicles and massage her cunny. Within thirty seconds, she 
was doing both on her own, and he began kneading her firm tits while she 
caressed her twat and his nuts. 

"That's it, darling!" he groaned, heaving gently off the chair cushion to 
slither his prick in and out of her clenching asshole. "Uuunnnggghhh! Ungh! 
Ungh! Ungh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! See? It's not nearly as bad as you expected, is 
it? God, honey! Oh, Christ! I'm going to blow off again pretty soon! 
Uuunnnggghhh!" 

Jill had wormed a finger into her pussy and could feel his peter as he 
stabbed it in and out of her colon. Lubricating mucous was drizzling out 
past her embedded digit and dripping onto her hand and his balls. All that, 
plus his squeezing on her tits, was making her frantic with feverish 
rapture. That exhilarating sensation was growing again in her groin, and 
flaming electric impulses were racing to her nerve ends. 

"DAD! OH, MY GOD! HHHUUUHHH! YOU'RE DOING IT TO ME AGAIN! I FEEL SO FUNNY I 
CAN'T SEE STRAIGHT! HHHUUUHHH! HHHUUUHHH! OH, DADDY! I JUST KEEP GETTING 
WETTER AND WETTER! I CAN'T HARDLY CATCH MY BREATH! HUH ... HUH ... HUH ... 
HUH! AAAHHH! AAAHHH!" 

With Jill's frantic bucking on his dick and her tiny hand toying with his 
balls, Ben could contain his cum no longer. He stiffened in the chair, 
dropped his hands to grip the arms, then jerked as seething jizz spouted 
from his cock like water from a fire hose and flooded the girl's rectum. 
"UH! UH! UH! UH! AAARRRGGGHHH! OH, DAMN! JILL! WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UH! UH! 
UNF! UNF! UNF!" 

She felt his splashing eruption, then orgasm ripped through her lithe young 
body, making her quake with epileptic-like spasms. The convulsions continued 
to rack her for several seconds, then she sagged forward with her elbows on 
her knees, fighting to recover her composure. 

Ben leaned back in the chair and began absently running his hands lightly 
over his daughter's back, waist and hips. There was no doubt about his 
physical condition now. He was thoroughly depleted. His spent pecker 
softened in Jill's asshole, allowing cum to ooze out onto his pelvis. 

"I guess I'll have to take another shower," he muttered, "then I'm going to 
hit the sack. I'm completely bushed." 

"I'll wait till you're through, then take another one, too," she said, 
standing on quivering legs, thighs and rump glistening with fuck juice. 
"When are we going to move back in the house?" 

"Tomorrow morning, I suppose." He drained his glass and got up. "I'll 
probably be asleep by the time you get to bed. Don't stay up late. Turn 
everything off and lock up, will you?" 

"Sure." She watched him reel into the hallway, then started straightening 
up. It still wasn't clear to her whether what they were doing was right, but 
she felt she must accept his word for it, especially since her sister had 
evidently committed the same acts. Truthfully, it wasn't all that bad. In 
fact, it was fun. Still, she had reservations she couldn't quite shake. 

The following morning Jill bounded out of bed while Ben was still asleep, 
made a quick trip to the bathroom, then went to start breakfast, knowing it 
was going to be a busy day. She was in the process of scrambling eggs, her 
nakedness covered by only a small dish towel while Ben walked into the 
kitchen, scratching his head sleepily. 

"Almost ready, Dad," she said brightly. 

He nodded silently and sank down onto a chair, feeling the aches caused by 
yesterday's activities in the very marrow of his bones. Accepting a cup of 
coffee, he lit a cigarette and stared out the window with bleary eyes. 

"We'll have to pack our things first, then go to the store," he said. "I've 
got to have Danny pick the stuff up here, then go over to the house and move 
your mother." 

"Okay." Jill brought his breakfast to the table. "Boy, it'll sure be nice to 
be back into my room again. I've missed it." 

Sensing his condition, she let him eat in silence, then did up the dishes 
while he dressed and stowed his clothes away in suitcases. A little over an 
hour later they had everything boxed up and Ben had perked up considerably. 
Leaving the things for Danny, he then headed for the drug store. 

Ben told Jill to wait for him at the soda fountain counter, where there were 
already several scantily clad young girls sitting, gave young Danny 
instructions on the move, then went back to the pharmacy area to get the 
things he wanted and check in with George Harte, the other pharmacist he 
employed. 

"Jesus, am I glad you dropped by," George said. "I'm swamped this morning. 
How about helping me catch up?" 

"Right." After stuffing a bottle of testesterone in his pocket along with a 
bottle of birth control pills and a packet of rubbers, Ben grabbed up a 
stack of prescriptions and began filling them. 

As he worked, Ben was unable to keep his eyes from drifting over the 
fountain counter, and without consciously doing so, started comparing the 
other girl's bodies to his daughter's. As he had a good nights sleep and a 
hearty breakfast, his genitals were back in fucking condition, and he found 
himself getting a hard-on. He concealed it well for the next two hours while 
he helped George, then managed to make it go down before he picked up Jill 
and left. 

"Are we going straight to the house?" Jill asked when they were in the car. 

"Might as well. Your mother will probably be gone by now." 

Wanda's car was nowhere to be seen when they pulled into the driveway, nor 
was the store's delivery truck. Ben and Jill walked up to the front door and 
let themselves in. Nan was lounging in a living room chair, nursing a tall 
glass of orange juice. 

"Hi, baby. When did you mother leave?" 

"Oh, about fifteen minutes ago." Nan's eyes were red and puffy, and she 
wasn't her usual vivacious self. "I've put everything away except Jill's 
things. They're in her room." 

"I'll go take care of them," the younger girl said. "See you in a little 
bit." 

Ben went to get a cold beer, then returned. He sat down across from his 
older daughter and looked at her curiously. "You look like you're upset, 
honey. What's wrong?" 

Nan set her glass aside. "Didn't mom tell you when she called you last 
night?" 

"No. All she said was that she was giving you girls up. Was there anything 
else she should have told me?" 

The girl nodded and sniffed. "It was my fault, Dad. Part of it, anyway." ' 
"What happened?" 

"Well, mom was kinda drunk when you and Jill left yesterday. Then she got 
worse. She kept talking about sex, and said if ... if she didn't have a 
climax, she'd just die. I couldn't understand what she was saying half the 
time." 

Ben was getting the picture, and hated making her talk about it, but he had 
to know for sure. "Then what happened?" 

Nan adjusted her thin halter as though she was ashamed to show her body, 
then twined her hands in her lap and stared at them. "I thought she was 
going ape for a while. Really! Then she took me in her bedroom and made me 
undress. She took off her robe, then we got in bed." by this time, dry sobs 
were shaking the girl's shoulders. "I see. Go on." 

"She ... she made me put two fingers in her down there. She was moaning and 
crying and told me she wanted me to jack her off. God, I didn't know what to 
do! After a little while, she yelled a couple of times, then ... oh, Jeez, 
Dad, she made me lick down there! All over between her legs!" Tears were 
streaming down Nan's cheeks. "I didn't want to, but she made me! She kept 
calling me her 'lover', and her 'darling'. It shook me up real bad." 

"I'm sure it did, sweetheart," he said, getting up to walk over and pat her 
on the bare shoulder comfortingly. "It's all over now, baby. It won't happen 
again." 

"What won't happen again?" Jill asked, entering the room. 

Before Ben could stop her, Nan blurted out, "Mom made me lick her between 
her legs and put my fingers in her!" 

"Honest!" Jill's eyes bulged. "Gosh!" 

"We won't talk about it any more," Ben said gruffly. "It's done with, and I 
want you both to forget what happened. All that matters now is that we're 
together and living in our own house." 

Nan rose, still tearful, and wrapped her arms around her dad. "Hold me? 
Please? Just for a minute? I don't want to think about it, but I can't help 
it. It was so ... so DIRTY! Mom passed out afterwards, and when she woke up, 
I told her off. That's when she called you. God, Dad, if I'd kept my mouth 
shut, you two still might have gotten back together." 

"No, we wouldn't have. Don't blame yourself. We were bound to split up, and 
nothing could have stopped it. Go wash your face, now. Jill, open a couple 
bottles of pop." 

Resuming his seat, Ben rubbed his eyes and forehead as he tried to decide 
what course of action to take. It wouldn't do any good to raise hell with 
Wanda. At any rate, he wouldn't feel right about it after what he had done 
to the girls. The only alternative would be to explain things to the girls 
so they would both understand what it was all about and Nan wouldn't feel so 
guilty. 

The question was, where to start? Through his own carnal lust he had shown 
them most of the sexual acts that could take place between a male and 
female, but how in the hell could he even begin to explain homosexual 
tendencies to girls so young and innocent? 

"I'm all right now, Daddy," Nan said, coming back with her face freshly 
scrubbed but still showing the signs of crying around her eyes. "I didn't 
sleep much last night, though. I was scared mom would make me do that awful 
stuff again." 

When Jill returned with two bottles of orange soda, Ben said, "I think we're 
going to have to have a little talk. There are some things neither of you 
simply don't know about, and possibly others that you don't understand. 
First off, there's the matter of what you girls and I have been doing 
together." 

Nan threw him a surprised glance and croaked, "Jill, too?" 

"Yes, both of you. Now, there are some people who believe what we've been 
doing is wrong, but I don't happen to think so. How about you?" 

The girls exchanged long, searching looks, then Nan said, "I wasn't sure at 
first, but after what mom did, I'm beginning to wonder if all parents don't 
do things like that with their kids." 

"Daddy," Jill said meekly, "how come you want to do stuff like that with us? 
I mean, we're just kids. I like it and everything, but I just don't 
understand it." 

There was no way Ben could go into the myriad of reasons and have them 
realize his incestuous passion. That would have to come later when they were 
older and their relationships were stabilized. For the moment, he could only 
put it the simplest way possible. 

"Because I love you both very much." 

 CHAPTER NINE 

Ben carefully watched their reactions as he took a swig of beer and lit a 
cigarette. Both their expressions were bland, only a slight interest showing 
as they waited expectantly for him to continue. Jill sipped on her pop while 
Nan crossed and uncrossed her shapely legs. 

"I suppose," he said gravely, "that if we're going to discuss this, we 
should at least use the terms that you'll probably be hearing more often 
than others. Most people don't use the medical terms to describe the 
genitals and various sex acts." 

"You mean kinda like that stuff they write on bathroom walls?" Nan asked. 

"That's right. That's not the place for them, but nuts with hang-ups write 
them there anyway. Words like that should be used only by people sincerely 
in the act of making love." 

"You said naughty words to me," Jill said. "Are those some of them?" 

He bobbed his head. "Yes. A man's penis, the thing I stuck in both of you, 
is called a cock, a prick, an organ, a joint, things like that. The 
testicles hanging between my legs are called balls, nuts, and a few other 
choice words. Got that?" 

When they both nodded, he went on. "Now, that area covered with hair down by 
your legs is called a pussy, or a cunt, or a twat or snatch. Your breasts 
are titties or boobs or jugs. All of these words go back a long way in 
history, and to my knowledge no one has ever tracked them all down to see 
exactly how they started." 

"Are they dirty?" Nan asked. "I mean, is it bad to say them?" 

"You shouldn't say them out in public, but it's all right to say them in 
your own home or when you're alone with someone." 

"Well, heck," Nan retorted, "everybody says ass all the time. That's okay, 
isn't it?" 

"Only sometimes. A piece of ass is intercourse, just like fucking or 
screwing. That's when a guy puts his prick in a girl. It's also called 
dicking, or getting a lay. That doesn't mean his putting his cock in her 
mouth, though. That's being sucked off or getting a blow-job. Am I making 
sense?" 

"When a guy uses his hand, is that, uhhh, finger-fucking?" 

"Yes. When he puts it in her anus, it's ass-fucking, Jill. And one thing I 
want to make very clear is that all these things are perfectly all right as 
long as both people want to do it. No sex act is bad if both persons like 
it." 

Nan looked at her father with some dismay, reluctant to put the question 
that was plaguing her into words. Then she said, "Do you mean that what mom 
made me do was okay?" 

Ben drew on his cigarette and blew the blue smoke at the ceiling before 
responding. "That's something else altogether, baby. A lot of women behave 
that way, at least once in their lives, but only a few do it regularly. I 
can't say it's bad. You certainly weren't hurt, and if it hadn't been for 
your attitude, you might have liked it." 

"Do you really think so?" She looked thoughtful for a moment. "Maybe you're 
right. I was too shook up to make up my mind whether it was fun or not. All 
I can really remember is the smell of her ... cunt, and how wet it was." 

Talking that way with the girls had aroused Ben, and the blood was pounding 
in his lengthening piston. As he switched his gaze from one to the other, a 
sensuous idea crept into his mind and solidified. He noticed that they were 
squirming slightly, and guessed that the discussion had effected them in 
much the same way. 

"You girls are pretty close, aren't you? That is, you have a lot of 
affection for each other. Why don't you take off your clothes and make love? 
See whether it appeals to you or not." 

Nan seemed shocked. "You mean like mom and I did? Right here in front of 
YOU?" 

He shrugged, feigning indifference. "Why not? It'd give you a chance to 
become familiar with a girl's body and see how they're made. All cunts are 
pretty much the same, but it's difficult to examine yourself between your 
legs. I'm sure you'd find it interesting, if nothing else." 

"But I've already seen mom," Nan whined. "It's nothing so special." 

"But I haven't," Jill piped up. "C'mon, Nan. It's not like we were sneaking 
around or anything. Dad'll be right here." 

Raw excitement built up inside Ben as he watched the luscious young nymphs 
eye each other. To see the two tender girls embrace passionately would 
inflame him so much there would be no need for the testesterone. The mere 
thought of it almost brought him off as he waited expectantly. 

"All right," Nan agreed, "but no licking. We'll just look at each other. 
Okay?" 

"Yes!" Jill jumped up and began to strip off her clothes while Nan moved 
more slowly, peeling off her halter, panties and shorts with reticence. 
While they were undressing, Ben started taking off his things also. The 
flaming desire clutching at his loins warned him that anything might happen, 
and he wanted to be ready. 

Once naked, Jill wasted no time. She walked over to her sister, put her arms 
around her, and hugged her close, flattening their tits between them and 
grinding her cunt against Nan's pussy. The older girl was still unwilling at 
first, but then draped her arms over Jill's shoulders and began kissing her 
while their bodies melted together. 

As he took in the mind-reeling sight before him, Ben wrapped a fist around 
his dancing prick and held it tightly. He didn't want to cum just yet, 
although he was nearly ready. Instead, he wanted to glory in the sight of 
his lovely daughters exciting each other to the point of searing frenzy. As 
he watched, they slowly sank to the floor, still locked together, and began 
feeling the other's tits and cunny, touching the sensitive areas delicately. 

"Ooohhh, Nan!" Jill whimpered. "You're so soft and smooth! Tell me where to 
feel you, and I'll do it!" 

"Between my thighs!" Nan moaned. "Feel my ... my pussy! Oh, right there! 
Hhhuuuhhh! Jeez, Jill! Aaaggghhh! Back away so I can suck your tits! Ooohhh! 
Ooohhh!" 

Nan covered her sister's pointed nipple with her mouth and began sucking 
noisily on the fleshy cone. Her legs were parted, and Jill was probing a 
finger deep into her cuntal slash, teasing her hard little clit and rimming 
her hole. 

"UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUNNNFFF!" 

Jill's bare ass was quivering while Nan sucked on her full orb and fondled 
her moist twat. They were so lost in their delicious lovemaking they had 
completely forgotten that their father was in the room. Their mouths and 
hands were making wet sounds that reverberated from the walls and made Ben 
clamp his thrumming dick even harder. 

"SUCK MY TIT, NAN!" Jill squealed. "OH, GOD, SUCK IT! IT'S OUTTA SIGHT! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, WOW! IT'S AS GOOD AS IT IS WITH DAD! HHHUUUHHH! 
UUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! OOOHHH! OH! OH!" 

This sight in the middle of the floor was driving Ben crazy with lust. He 
knew the youthful near-virgins were too inexperienced to bring each other to 
climax the way they were going about it, yet he hated to make them stop. The 
scene entranced him, and brought new surges of vigor into his balls. Still, 
if they weren't able to cum, they wouldn't understand the beauty of their 
actions. 

Sliding to the floor, Ben crawled over to his daughters and put his arms 
around them. "It feels terrific, doesn't it? Now, let's try something else." 

They turned to him with glazed, smoldering eyes, and Nan asked., "What, 
Daddy?" 

"You know what it's like to eat a pussy, baby. Why don't you let Jill lick 
you while I fuck her? That way all of us will be able to have an orgasm." 

Jill looked up at him doubtfully. "I don't know how. Jeez, I haven't even 
looked at her pussy yet." 

"There's nothing to it, honey. Just lick that slit between her thighs that 
you've been rubbing." 

"Okay, I'll try." Jill got to her knees and crawled around between her 
sister's legs. She stared down at the pink crevice fringed by blonde curls 
and gulped. Nan's cunt scent drifted up to her nose and got stronger as she 
bent low, stuck out her tongue, and started mouthing the slick pussyhole 
where dew-drops were clinging to the sides. She expected to be repulsed, 
doing it mainly to please her father, but found the cum-wet cleft tasty and 
flavorful. 

"Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuunnnfff! Uuummm!" 

Nan put her hands on Jill's head and lurched upward at the first touch of 
the tongue on her twat. She could feel her sister's swaying titties brushing 
against the insides of her thighs and her long hair swishing around her 
crotch. It was one thing to have her father lick her, but quite another to 
have a girl do it, and she was filled with delirious elation. 

"Lick me Jill! Ooohhh, please! Hhhuuuhhh! There! Ooohhh! Jeez, why didn't we 
do this before! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Gggaaahhh! Don't stop, kid! Jeepers! 
Ooohhh! Aaahhh! Aaahhh! Hhhuuuhhh!" 

Ben was watching Nan's pleasure-tortured face as he inched up behind Jill 
and rubbed his cockknob up and down her cuntal valley. The heat exuding from 
her vagina was intense, and he felt it even more when he took her by the 
hips, inserted the tip of his dick, then rammed it home to the hilt, jamming 
the end against her womb. 

"AAARRRGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, FUCK, JILL! AAAGGGHHH! CHRIST, YOU WERE 
READY! HHHUUUHHHGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! OH, DAMN! EAT YOUR SISTER, 
SWEETHEART! MAKE HER CUM THE WAY I DID YOU! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!" 

Reaching around his youngest daughter, Ben covered Nan's huge tits with his 
hands and massaged them eagerly as he punched his rod deep into Jill's 
squishy sheath. The slurping noises she was making with her mouth were 
matched by the smacking of his pelvis on her firm, rounded buttocks. Jill's 
tight, slippery tunnel was caressing his joint like a fist, drawing jizz 
inexorably through his groin to his straining organ. 

"UUUMMM! UUUMMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF!" 

With her mouth burrowed into Nan's steamy snatch, Jill was sloshing and 
slathering furiously while she backed against the monstrous cock that was 
impaling her from behind. Any ill thoughts she had had about gobbling a 
pussy had long since disappeared, and she was swabbing Nan's cuntal furrow 
with blind elation. She was on the verge of orgasm, and wanted her father 
and sister to go off at the same time. 

"JJJIIILLLLLL! OH, LICK ME! I WANT TO CUM SO BAD! MAKE ME CUM, KID! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! MORE! MORE! AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! DADDY! I WISH WE'D DONE 
THIS A LONG TIME AGO! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH!" 

Ben couldn't hold back any longer. Scalding jism was swelling his pecker 
even more than it had been, and it had to be released. His hands tightened 
on Jill's waist, then he went rigid when the gusher of cum exploded from his 
cock to splash against her uterus and fill her expanded sheath. 

"UH! UH! UH! UH! JILL! OOOHHH, FFFUUUCCCKKK! AAAGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH! 
UNGH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! GGGOOODDD! UUUHHH! UH! UH! UH! UH!" 

Nan's feet were rubbing against Ben's calves as she humped her flaming pussy 
against her sister's greedy mouth. When she saw her father grimace and 
stiffen, she guessed correctly that he was shooting his semen into Jill's 
twat, and a turbulent orgasm flared out from her groin like a lightning 
bolt, forcing the air from her lungs and making her abdomen flutter and 
palpitate. 

"JILL! NOW! NNNOOOWWW! HHHUUUHHH! OOOHHH! JEEZ! HUH! HUH! HUH! OOOHHH, KID! 
WWWAAAHHH! WWWAAAHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH!" 

The younger girl was reeling under the effects of her sister's oozing, 
undulating cunny and the squirting penis in her twat. She scarcely heard 
their cries of intense pleasure as her own climax erupted, igniting flashing 
lights behind her squinched eyelids and causing her limbs to quake and 
vibrate. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF!" 

When Ben wormed his wilting joint from Jill's pussy and saw his cum follow 
the head out and plop on the rug, he cursed himself silently. In his 
uninhibited rush to fuck, he had completely forgotten the rubbers he had 
conscientiously obtained from the drug store for the sole purpose of 
preventing the girl's pregnancy. 

Then, while he got to his feet with an effort, he recalled that many of his 
doctor friends had obtained more narcotic drugs from him than was usual, and 
he was sure if anything did happen, he could have it taken care of. 

Jill sat back on her haunches and wiped a hand across her cream-covered 
lips. "Gosh, that was something else! I didn't know I could get so bent out 
of shape doing something like that! Did it feel good, Nan?" 

The older girl was flushed and shaky when she rolled over and pushed herself 
up. She felt a twinge of shame at the whorish way she had acted with her 
sister, and hoped it didn't show. After seating herself in a chair, she said 
quietly, "Yeah, kid. It was pretty nice. Better than I thought." 

Standing up, Jill looked down at the puddle of cum on the carpet and the 
streaks of fuck-juice that were running down the insides of her legs. "I 
still feel a little weird. I'd better go clean up." 

"That would be a good idea for both of you," Ben said. He lit a cigarette, 
then went into the kitchen for a beer. 

He popped the top on the can, then leaned against the sink counter, gazing 
out the window with lusterless eyes. There was no getting away from it. 
Disgust with himself welled up inside him. It had been all right to dream 
about fucking the young girls that came into the store. There was no harm in 
that. But to yearn for his own daughters with such intensity, and to do what 
he had to them was not only intolerable, it was criminal. 

Sure, he had made it sound perfectly normal and natural to them, but deep in 
his heart he knew better. What he had done was lewd, carnal and incestuous, 
and there was no denying it. 

He might get away with it for a while, and fool them into satisfying his 
lustful cravings, but sooner or later they would find out just how 
lascivious his intent had been, and then they would probably hate him for 
it. Then, too, there was always the danger of someone discovering their 
actions, and the possibility of prosecution. All the factors involved didn't 
make for an easy conscience. 

"Should we get dressed now, Daddy," Nan asked as the girls came into the 
kitchen, "or do you want us to stay this way?" 

Ben's resolve and moral ethics faded rapidly as he stared at the two 
well-proportioned girls whose bodies were designed specifically for sexual 
enjoyment. Their swelling, pointed titties and ripe juicy cunts were too 
enticing to ignore. He felt caught up in a maelstrom, a whirling vortex from 
which there was no escape. 

"No," he replied, despising his weakness, "you don't need to put your 
clothes on. We're not expecting anyone today, and we might as well be 
comfortable." He noticed a flicker of a smile on their lips as they watched 
his cock pulse to an erection. 

"Is there anything special you wanted us to do?" Jill asked shyly. 

"No, nothing in particular. Are you hungry?" 

"Huh-unh, but Nan and me were talking in the bathroom. I was wondering if 
it'd be okay if she licked me. She said she would, and I want to see what 
it's like." 

He sighed, set his beer can on the counter, and put out his cigarette. 
Without intending to, he had brought out their latent sexual urges to the 
point where they were now willing to try almost anything. As he looked at 
their childish innocent faces, it dawned on him that he had created a very 
precarious situation. If they weren't allowed to gratify their desires and 
curiosity at home, they would be forced to go elsewhere, and the problems 
that could pose would be horrendous! 

"If that's what you want, I don't see why not," he replied grudgingly, 
knowing they would experiment with or without his permission. "Right now?" 

"Yes!" Jill said quickly, her eyes brightening. 

Nan averted her gaze. She had agreed only because Jill had done it to her, 
but she still wasn't too enthusiastic about it. It didn't seem right somehow 
that girls should do that. 

Thinking of his daughters in a lesbianistic position aroused Ben rapidly, 
and he knew he would have to participate with them, jack off while he 
watched them, or suffer the pain of aching balls. He was about to suggest 
they go back to the living room and do what they had earlier when a new and 
more exciting idea occurred to him. 

"All right, but let's all get in on it. Jill, you kneel down here in front 
of me and suck my cock. Nan, lie down on the floor and scoot your face under 
Jill's pussy." 

Jill complied willingly, Nan reluctantly. The younger girl got down with her 
legs spread wide and gripped the base of her father's peter, smiling 
radiantly as she gazed at the massive shiny head of his dick. Nan stretched 
out on her back, then slid across the cool floor until her mouth was 
directly under his sister's girljuice-filled cunt crevice. 

"Just sit on her mouth and let her eat you while you suck me off, honey," 
Ben said raspingly. Over Jill's rounded rump, he could see Nan's upthrusting 
conical tits with their rosy nipples, and farther down, the blonde, angelic 
curls that formed a vee over her pelvis and fringed her tender pussyslit. 

Jill wet her lips with the tip of her tongue, then leaned forward to kiss 
and nibble at the tip of his prick, circling the crown and teasing the pee 
slit in the end that was seeping pre-cum. At the same time, she relaxed her 
leg muscles and lowered her tingling cunny onto Nan's face. 

Nan took a deep breath as she watched her sister's pink slit come closer to 
her mouth. She was astonished to discover that Jill's cunt had a not 
unpleasant aroma, and that it was almost an exact replica of her mother's 
twat. The hard little nubbin of a clit, the petal-like inner folds, and the 
gaping orifice were nearly the same, but when she stuck out her tongue to 
lick it, Jill's fluid tasted much sweeter. 

"Ooohhh, Daddy!" Jill moaned weakly, rubbing his cockhead against her cheek. 
"She's doing it, and it feels wonderful! I'm already starting to feel funny 
inside! Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!" 

"That's good," he said hoarsely. "Now, suck my prick, baby! Put it as far in 
your mouth as it'll go! Feel my balls, too! If you want, you can stick your 
finger up my ass!" 

"Yes, Daddy!" Jill looked at his cock longingly, then opened her mouth and 
pushed her lips down his tool until the tip was hitting her tonsils. Her 
cheeks puckered when she began applying suction and swished her tongue back 
and forth across the underside of his throbbing piston. Just as she began 
nodding her head on the gargantuan pole, Nan speared her tongue into her 
vaginal opening and started swirling it around inside her. She gasped 
involuntarily and nearly bit her father's prick. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM!" 

Ben placed his hands on the counter behind him for support, then began 
hunching at his daughter's pink-lipped mouth, fucking her face with steady, 
even strokes. He could hear the older girl slurping on Jill's twat, and as 
he looked down, he saw Nan's hand inch slowly across her belly and abdomen 
as she parted her thighs. Nan was going to jack off while she ate Jill! 

"SUCK, HONEY! OH, GOD, BABY! PULL ON IT! MAKE DADDY CUM! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH 
SUCK! SUCK! BLOW ME, SWEETHEART! OOOHHH, FUCK! YOU'RE TERRIFIC, SWEETHEART! 
YOUR MOUTH FEELS JUST LIKE A JUICY PUSSY! AAAGGGHHH! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" 

Jill was in an anxious frenzy, not knowing which she wanted more, to have an 
orgasm or taste her dad's hot cum when it shot out. With her lips on a cock 
and a mouth on her cunny, she was deliriously happy, and delicious waves of 
rapture were flowing through her writhing frame. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" 

Nan had drawn her knees up to her chest and had impaled a finger deep into 
her sweet snatch, while she rubbed her erect clit with her thumb. Sweet 
honey from Jill's cunt was draining into her mouth, and after savoring it, 
she was gulping it down voraciously. Looking up between her sister's 
hobbling, swaying tits she could see her father's giant organ pump in and 
out of the girl's mouth, and it heightened her delight immensely. 

"UUUNNNFFF! UNF! UNF! UUUMMM! UMF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" 

"CHRIST, JILL, SUCK ME!" Ben groaned loudly. "SUCK, DARLING! SUCK DADDY'S 
CUM OUT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! FFFUUUCCCKKK! OOOHHH, SHIT! WHAT A MOUTH! 
AAARRRGGGHHH! JACK OFF, NAN! EAT YOUR SISTER! DO IT, HON! UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" 

It was all too much for Jill, and a blissful orgasm shot through her, yet 
she continued to suck on Ben's cock with aching jaws and smash her pussy 
against her sister's mouth. She had no idea whether she could erupt again, 
but she wanted Jill and her father to experience the delight, also. 

"UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" 

"I'M GONNA CUM, JILL!" Ben shouted. "OH, FUCK, I CAN'T STOP IT! SUCK! 
SSSUUUCCCKKK! UH! UH! UH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHHH, JESUS! BABY! UH! UH! UH!" 

Ben gripped the girl's head, gave her two hard thrusts with his jizz-filled 
dick, then released the jetting torrent of foamy cum from his jumping 
pecker. 

Nan didn't hear him as a sudden orgasm tightened her muscles and made her 
quiver all over. She continued to masturbate until the last spasms subsided, 
and was lowering her feet to the floor when she felt Jill twitch and shiver 
above her and knew that her sister was also having a climax." 

"UUUMMMFFF! UM! UMF! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF!" 

While Nan licked all the vaginal cream from her twat, Jill sucked the last 
drops, of semen from her father's cock, then they began to untangle. The 
girls got up and washed their faces with wet paper towels as Ben polished 
off his beer and got out another one. He was on his way to the table to sit 
down and relax when the ringing doorbell stopped him in his tracks. 

"Who in the hell can that be?" he asked aloud. "Christ, I hope it isn't your 
mother. Stay in here, and keep quiet." 

Setting the can on the table, Ben went into the living room, snatched up his 
pants and put them on hurriedly, then crossed the room to answer the door. 
Kathy was standing there, smiling, with her son, Tim, behind her. 

"Hi, there!" she greeted him happily, brushing past him with Tim on her 
heels. "I heard the good news, and I thought ... WELL, what's been going on 
HERE?" 

The woman eyed the clothes scattered around the room, noting that they 
included girls shorts, halters and panties, then turned back to Ben with a 
knowing look. 

"I ... wasn't expecting anybody," he said, stumbling over his words. "How 
come you, uhhh, aren't at your shop?" 

"I had to take Tim to the dentist," she replied with a glint in her eyes. "I 
called your apartment when we were through. Wanda answered, and told me what 
happened, so I thought I'd come over and congratulate you." She sat down and 
waved a hand at the strewn clothing. "What have you been doing, having an 
orgy?" 

Ben was thinking of his two naked daughters in the kitchen and didn't reply 
immediately. Then he said, "We, uhhh, were collecting all the dirty clothes 
for the wash." 

Kathy looked at him amusedly. "Come on now, Ben. 'Fess up. Tell me all the 
exotic things that have been going on. By the way, where are the girls?"' 

"They're in their rooms. Straightening out their things. Look, honey, I've 
got a million things to do. Why don't I drop over to your place this 
evening? Maybe we could go out for drinks or something." 

"That sounds good, but I'd like to see the girls first," she said, resting 
her twinkling eyes on him. Then she called out, "Nan? Jill? Come out and say 
hello." 

Ben's heart was sinking when he looked toward the kitchen, and he was hoping 
fervently that the youngsters would stay hidden. When they appeared in the 
doorway, his shoulders sagged and he shook his head sadly. 

"Hi, kids," Kathy said, totally unabashed. "My, you certainly have lovely 
bodies." She turned to Ben. "Starting your own nudist colony, darling?" 

"It's not what you think, Kathy. "We were just ... that is, we were having a 
little discussion, and...." 

"Yes. Go on." 

While Ben fumbled for a reasonable explanation, Tim was gawking at the nude 
girls with his eyes bulging and his jaw slack. Though he had observed his 
mother naked many times, he had never seen girls so near his own age without 
anything on, and his prick leaped to an erection. The sight of the bare 
bodies and the chafing of his cockhead on his shorts was too much, and he 
jerked violently as he shot off a wad of cum in his pants. 

"Ooohhh, God!" the boy groaned. 

Kathy glanced at the protruding bulge at his fly and the wet stain in his 
pants and knew exactly what had happened. "That's all right, Tim. I can 
understand how they would effect you like that. Go to the bathroom and clean 
up as best you can." 

Realizing there was nothing more to hide, Ben slumped down wearily on the 
couch and looked at his blushing daughters, who had obeyed an adult the way 
they had been taught, but at the wrong time. "Pick up your things and go to 
your rooms, girls. We'll talk later." 

Shamed and embarrassed, Nan and Jill grabbed up their clothes and dashed for 
the hallway, then the sound of slamming doors echoed through the house. When 
the noise died away, Kathy calmly took two cigarettes from her purse, lit 
them, then passed one to Ben. 

"Darling, you don't have to explain anything to me. What I didn't see I can 
guess at, and it doesn't make any difference one way or the other. After 
all, I've already told you about Tim and myself. I'm in no position to throw 
stones." 

"I suppose that's true," he said slowly, "but it still doesn't make it 
right. I've gone all the way with them, BOTH of them, and I feel guilty as 
hell." 

"Why should you? You've only put into practice what nearly every man thinks 
about. Hell, there isn't a stud alive that doesn't think about screwing a 
young virgin once in a while. You're lucky you picked your daughters. If 
they were strangers, you could get in a mess of trouble." 

He looked up at her. "What makes you think I'm not now?" 

"Because I'm going to have a little chat with them. On one condition, of 
course. Are we going to get married?" 

He nodded after a long moment. His ass was in a crack, and she could help 
him out of it. Besides, he did love her. Much more than he ever had Wanda. 

"All right, then. Just leave the girls to me." She put her purse on the 
floor and stood up. "Keep Tim occupied. It might take me a while." 

As he watched her start for the hallway, he breathed a sigh of deep relief. 

 CHAPTER TEN 

Not knowing which room was whose, since she had never been in the house, 
Kathy opened the first door she came to. It was Jill's. The girl had dressed 
in her shorts and halter and was sitting on her bed staring out the window 
while she listened to the muted music coming from a tape deck. She turned 
when Kathy entered, and there was a look of timid humility on her face. 

"I'd like to have a word with you and Nan, dear," the woman said kindly, 
having a good idea how the girl felt. 

"Sure," the girl said tonelessly. "Why not?" She stood up, turned off the 
player, then walked over to Kay. "Nan's room is there." 

Jill led the way, and when they went into the other bedroom, they found Nan 
in her housecoat, lying face down on her bed and crying fitfully. 

Of the two girls, Nan had taken the naked exposure episode the hardest, and 
was humiliated. Older and more sensitive than her sister, she had been 
mortified at having Kathy and her son see them with nothing on, and Tim's 
obvious reaction had disgraced her even more. 

Kathy stepped to the bed to sit down and run her hand soothingly through the 
young blonde's silken hair. "Come on, dear. It's not as bad as all that. 
Don't cry, now. Sit up, please. I want to speak to you and Jill." 

"What's ... there ... to ... say?" the girl said between sobs. "You ... saw 
... everything." 

"Now, that's enough," Kathy said sharply. "You're a big girl now. You can't 
let little things like that upset you. C'mon, now. Get up so I can talk to 
you. Jill, close the door." 

Getting to her feet, Kathy seated the girls on the edge of the bed, then 
leaned her buttocks against the dresser and folded her arms, waiting for Nan 
to stop crying and wipe her eyes. When they were both looking at her 
silently, she smiled pleasantly. 

"I've got some news that I hope you'll like. As soon as your father gets his 
divorce, he and I are going to be married." 

Both youngsters were stunned, but remained mute. 

"So," the woman continued, "what happened a few minutes ago really isn't 
important. I'm going to be your mother, and Tim is going to be your brother, 
so you could say that what we saw was all in the family." 

"We didn't know Tim was here," Jill said meekly. "Honest! We wouldn't have 
minded so much if you saw us naked. Well, not too much, anyway. But a boy? 
God!" 

"Believe me, it's all right. Tim knows what a girl looks like. He's seen me 
naked a lot of times. He only got excited because you're both so damn 
pretty. Now let's get a few things straight. I know what you and your father 
have been up to, and I understand it. Since I'm going to be your mother 
soon, we're going to have to start leveling with each other. Okay?" 

"Did ... did dad tell you?" Nan asked hesitantly. 

"More or less. You've had intercourse with him, haven't you. And you've 
probably done a few other things, too." 

The girls blushed, lowered their eyes, then Jill nodded. 

"Well, I want you to realize there's nothing wrong in what you did. Do you 
want to tell me about it in your own words?" 

Jill looked at her sister, and when Nan nodded, she said "I guess we might 
as well, as long as you two are going to get married. Dad told us to use the 
other words for things like that. Okay?" 

"Certainly. I'm quite used to them. Go ahead." 

"All right. Daddy ... fucked both of us. He licked our cunts and sucked our 
titties, too. And we've ... sucked his cock, too. It all happened after we 
got back from the farm, not before that. He said he wanted to because he 
loved us." 

"I'm sure he does, honey. Very much. And sex is one of the best ways to show 
love. Do you want to hear something surprising? Tim and I have fucked, too. 
And I've also sucked him off. So you see, there isn't anything odd or 
strange about what you did. And I can't see any really good reason it should 
stop. You both liked it, didn't you?" 

The girls were aghast at what she said about Tim, but they nodded their 
heads in unison to her question. 

Nan wiped at her eyes with the sleeve of her house coat, then said, "I don't 
know about Jill, but I don't think I could do it again with you and Tim 
around. I wouldn't feel right about it." 

Kathy took a deep breath. "Let's look at this logically, girls. Wouldn't you 
rather have sex with your father, or even Tim, instead of some young punk 
that you don't hardly know?" 

"But we don't even go out with boys yet," Jill countered. 

"You will eventually, and believe me, every guy that you date will have only 
one thing on his mind, and that's getting into your cunts. If you let them, 
the word will get around that you're a pair of sluts, and I'm sure you don't 
want that. But if you get everything you want here, you won't have to let 
them, right?" 

The sisters thought about that for a minute, then Nan said, "You mean we 
should go ahead and do anything we want to here in the house?" 

"Why not? You'll learn more, you'll be satisfied, no one will know, and when 
you get married, you'll be prepared for it. The best part is, you'll keep 
your reputation, and that will mean a lot when you finally find the guy you 
want to marry." 

Even Jill was startled by the woman's proposal. "You mean we should do it 
with Tim, too?" 

"Well, that's up to you." Kathy smiled broadly. "Take my word for it, he's 
pretty good. I taught him. Of course, I'm being a little selfish. I'd rather 
have him fucking you two than some little slut he managed to pick up. What 
do you think? Shall we all give it a try?" 

Nan looked doubtful. "What does dad have to say about it?" 

"He'll love it, I'm sure, but let's go find out. Take your clothes off 
first. Naked women have a way of getting whatever they want from a man, as 
you'll soon find out." 

Without waiting for the girls, Kathy unzipped her dress and pulled it over 
her head. Then she slipped quickly out of her bra and peeled her pantie hose 
down. Both Nan and Jill were awe-struck by the woman's fabulous body, 
especially the protruding mound of her love nest and the thick bush of hair 
that covered it. As most children do, they thought that anyone over 
twenty-five was ancient, and were amazed at the smoothness of her skin and 
the uplift of her large tits. 

"Gosh!" Jill gasped. "You've got a terrific figure!" 

"Thank you, darling. Now get out of your things and we'll go see the boys." 

As they undressed, the girls kept eyeing Kathy, marveling at her curvaceous 
form, while the woman surveyed their luscious tits and curly -haired twats 
with obvious interest. Finally, all three were bare, the girls smiling 
self-consciously. 

When they were starting for the door, Jill took Kathy's arm and asked, "I 
know it's none of my business, but have you and dad been fucking?" 

Kathy laughed and kissed the girl's cheek. "We certainly have. That's the 
only trouble. I know what he's like, and I'm afraid you two might get 
spoiled. C'mon. Let's go shake those guys up." 

When the nude trio sauntered into the living room, Ben was talking to Tim. 
He stopped in mid-sentence, and he and the boy gaped at the females in 
startled wonder. 

"What in the hell is this?" Ben croaked. 

"If you'll stop looking like a poled ox, I'll explain." Kathy crossed over 
to sit on the arm of Ben's chair and began relating what had gone on in the 
bedroom while the sisters sat next to each other on the couch. 

Tim tried to pay attention to what his mother was saying, but he was too 
busy trying his damnedest to keep his eyes from wandering to the two 
beauties perched across from him. His prick had gotten hard the moment they 
walked in, and he had his hands in his lap, trying to conceal the jerking in 
his pants. 

"Well, I'll be damned!" Ben said when Kathy had finished her story. "A lot 
of what you say makes sense, but I just can't see us having a family sex 
spree. What about the neighbors?" 

"No problem. We'll put both our houses up for sale and buy a place farther 
out that's more isolated. In the meantime, who'll know the difference?" 

"I suppose you're right. Nobody around here pays much attention to what 
anyone else does. Okay, if everybody's agreeable, where should we start?" 

"Right here and now. You and Tim get undressed, then we can get on with it. 
I took the day off, so we've got all the time in the world." 

Kathy and the girls looked on anxiously as Ben and the boy got out of their 
clothes. When Tim's monstrous cock popped into view, the sisters were amazed 
at its size, and punched each other with their elbows. 

"All right, Ben said, stroking his rigid erection, "where do we begin?" 

"Why don't we let one of the girls start by taking both of you guys on." 
Kathy turned to the girls. "Who wants to start?" 

Nan gulped and wrung her hands. "We're not going to do it in here, are we? I 
thought we'd at least go to the bedrooms." 

"Now, don't be silly. We all know what'll be happening, so why hide it? 
Besides, it'll be fun to watch the others fuck. You go first, Nan. It'll 
help you get over your modesty. You can suck your father while Tim fucks 
you. Go on, now. We're waiting." 

"Jeepers!" Tim said breathlessly as he laid down on the rug with his hard-on 
angling up from his groin. "Jeepers! This is going to be GREAT!" 

Nan slid off the couch reticently and crawled over between the boys splayed 
legs. As she stared at his poker intently, Ben got down behind her and began 
rubbing his dick in her juicy slit, oiling the head with her mucous. The 
mere feel of the hot cockhead on her twat urged her on. 

"Are you ready, Tim?" she asked, grasping the root of his throbbing organ. 

"You bet! Cripes! This is something else!" 

Crouching low, Nan started kissing Tim's thick hairy joint, inhaling the 
masculine aroma that wafted up from his genitals. It looked and tasted so 
much like her father's cock that she forgot all her fears, covered the tip 
with her mouth, and began to suck wetly. 

"Uuummm! Uuummmfff! Uuummm! Uuunnnfff! Uuunnnfff!" 

When he heard her lips smacking the boy's peter, Ben eased his prick into 
Nan's sheath and thrust his hips forward, watching his tingling piston 
disappear through the crack of her ass. Her flaming vagina closed around his 
piercing tool, then his swollen knob was hitting against her uterus. 

"Hhhuuunnnggghhh! God, Nan! Uuuhhh! Oh, Christ! You're such a fantastic 
fuck! Uuuunnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh!" 

Tim had raised his head and was watching Nan's pink lips envelop his aching 
muscle. No one except his mother had ever put their mouth on his dong, and 
the new experience enthralled him. 

"Oh, Jeepers, Nan! Suck me! Aaarrrggghhh! Cripes, that feels good! I can't 
believe it! Wwwhhhuuunnnggghhh! I can feel it in my balls! Uuunnnggghhh! 
Aaaggghhh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" 

Ben felt a twinge of jealousy over her sucking another cock, but he tried to 
put it out of his mind as he humped the girl's tight creamy pussy, driving 
his pole in to the hilt and thwacking his pelvis against her taut buns. His 
swinging balls were slapping against the pooched lips of her snatch, adding 
to his pleasure. 

"FUCK, HONEY! OOOHHH, DAMN, FUCK! SQUIRM YOUR ASS, BABY! FUCK! FUCK! 
AAARRRGGGHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UNF! UNF! UNF!" 

The observers, Kathy and Jill, were nearly as excited as the trio on the 
floor. They could plainly see both pricks plunging into Nan's mouth and 
cunny, one covered with cream and the other with saliva. Jill could 
understand now what Kathy had meant about the fun it would be watching 
others fuck. Her own pussy was quivering, and her slash was full of viscous 
liquid. 

"SSSUUUCCCKKK!" Tim cried out, heaving his ass off the floor and rocking his 
head from side to side in ecstatic bliss. "SUCK ME, NAN! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! 
OH, JESUS! MOM, LOOK! SHE'S DOING IT JUST LIKE YOU DO! AAAGGGHHH! AAAGGGHHH! 
OOOHHH, GOD!" 

"Yes, I see, dear," the red head said. "She's doing a very good job on your 
wienie. Don't push it too far in, or you'll choke her." 

Kathy was already leaking cuntal fluid down her thighs, and her pussy was on 
fire. Seeing the young girl take on two magnificent pricks was arousing her 
to a heated frenzy. Spreading her legs, she parted the immense lips of her 
furry cunt and began titillating her hard clit, which increased the flow of 
lubricating dew from her steaming twat. 

"Ooohhh! Ooohhh! Uuuhhh! Aaahhh! Ah! Ah! Uuuhhh! 

Jill saw the woman fondling her cunny, and since her own pussy was itching 
and oozing, she decided to follow Kathy's example. She slipped a finger into 
her canyon, felt the slick cream soaking her gash, then speared a finger 
deep into her vagina and began pumping it in and out. 

"Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh! Gggaaahhh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Ooohhh!" 

On the floor, Ben had his hands on Nan's waist and was stabbing his dick 
into her fiercely. Her clenching sheath, used to a prick now, was caressing 
his invading poker lovingly, the slick walls making his cockhead tingle. He 
heard the cries of delight from Kathy and Jill, and when he saw them 
fingering their twats, it made him hotter than ever. 

"FUCK, SWEETHEART! LET'S ALL CUM AT ONCE! OOOHHH, DAMN! FUCK, BABY! SCREW 
THAT PRICK! TWIRL YOUR ASS AND BUCK ON IT! AAAGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UNGH! 
UNGH! UNGH! UNGH!" 

Nan was totally oblivious to all the sounds in the room. She was applying 
all her concentration to the sweet-tasting organ in her mouth and the 
fist-like cock that was hammering at her pussy. Both were filling her with a 
furious passion, and she was sure that her climax would erupt at any second. 

"UUUMMMFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUNNNFFF! UUUMMM! UUUMMM!" 

Jill and Kay smiled at each other as they watched their flopping titties and 
pumping hands, knowing that they were both experiencing the same rapturous 
delight. They both had an insistent desire to lick the other's pussy, but at 
that stage of things, they were reluctant to let their wishes be known. 

"NAN!" Tim yelped. "I CANT HOLD IT MUCH LONGER! GGGAAAHHH! DO YOU WANT ME TO 
CUM IN YOUR MOUTH? WWWHHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UGH! UGH! UGH! OOOHHH, FUCK! TAKE 
YOUR MOUTH OFF IF YOU DON'T WANT ME TO! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! OH, GOD! UH! UH! 
UH! UH! UH!" 

Ben had been ready for several seconds, but he had had much more experience 
in delaying his ejaculation. When he saw Tim jerk with the spasms of 
release, he let his own jizz flow, feeling it spew into Nan's twat with a 
force he wouldn't have believed possible a week earlier. 

"FFFUUUCCCKKK! BABY! UNG! UNG! UNG! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! OH, HONEY! MY GOD, 
YOU'RE A BEAUTIFUL FUCK! 

HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! UNG! UNG! UNG! AAARRRGGGHHH! AAARRRGGGHHH!" 

When the two gushers of scalding cum splashed into her mouth and pussy at 
the same time, Nan was already in the throes of the most intense orgasm she 
had ever had. Blinding, searing shocks roared out from her groin to every 
part of her body, making her woozy and nearly stopping her heartbeat. She 
swallowed Tim's hot jism thirstily while convulsive contractions of her 
vaginal muscles squeezed hard on her father's pecker. 

"UUUMMM ... UUUMMM ... UUUMMM ... UUUMMM!" 

Kathy's and Jill's shrieks of pleasureful delight were lost in the shouts 
and moans of lustful bliss from the floor when they climaxed, then they sank 
back to let their naked bodies relax and recover. After a few minutes of 
gasping and panting, the trio on the rug began to disentangle and get to 
their feet. 

"Keeeriminy!" Tim exclaimed. "That was far out! I shot off so hard it hurt!" 

"So Nan's better than I am, huh?" Kathy said teasingly. "Well, I guess I'm 
getting old." 

"You're not as bad off as I am," Ben said, still standing and breathing 
heavily. "Christ, I need a shot just to get my heart going again! Want one, 
Kay?" 

"Hell, yes! I need it to forget about cocks for a minute!" 

Kathy followed him into the kitchen and stood near him rubbing his back 
lightly while he poured brandy into two tumblers. They clinked glasses and 
tossed them off, then suddenly Ben slammed his fist down on the counter 
angrily. "Ben! What's the matter?" 

"Sonofabitch! I forgot to use a fucking rubber again! Damn it all, anyway! 
I'm a druggist! I should know better than that!" 

"Don't you have a douche around?" 

"Hell, I doubt it. Wanda probably took it with her. All I've got is an enema 
set-up." 

"That'll do. Mix me a highball, and I'll go take care of both of them. Oh, 
where's the vinegar?" 

Ben showed her, she left, then he set about mixing two stiff drinks. When 
Tim wandered in with a pleased grin on his face, Ben asked him to open three 
bottles of pop. They went back to the front room, and shortly' thereafter 
Kathy reappeared with the girls. 

"Everything's taken care of, darling," Kathy said, accepting her glass. "You 
really should get them on the pill, you know." 

"Yeah," he said disgustedly. "I've got 'em right there in my pants pocket. 
They take a few days to get started, though." 

"I know. Give them one now, and they can douche for a while." 

Ben handed each of the girls a pill to take with their pop, then they sat 
around talking about the most likely places they could move to while they 
refreshed themselves. Ben dropped out of the conversation and reflected on 
how lucky he was to be rid of Wanda and have three delicious cunts to fuck 
and eat whenever he chose. After Kathy's talk, he had adopted the fatalistic 
attitude that he would enjoy things as they were for as long as he could, 
come what may. 

I've got it made, he thought, and no matter what happens, III have memories 
that most men only dream of. 

"Ready to start again?" Kathy asked Ben. "Jill and I haven't had any real 
satisfaction yet, you know." 

"What do you have in mind?" he asked, smiling lewdly. 

"Well, I can wait to fuck you. Why don't we double up? Jill can sit on your 
cock and you can eat me. How does that sound?" 

"Okay by me." He laid down on his back and winked at Jill. "C'mon, kitten. 
Show Kathy how you can use that pussy of yours." 

"Oh, Daddy," she said shyly as she stepped over to straddle him and squat 
down, "I'm just learning. I don't know that much about it yet." 

"Just do what comes naturally, honey, and you'll be fine." 

When Jill's knees were resting comfortably by her father's sides, she peered 
down through her cleavage, clasped his rigid rod with her tiny hand, and 
guided it into her dewy slit. A shiver ran through her as she rubbed the 
inflamed tip up and down her crevice, then she inserted his cock in her hole 
and cautiously sank down on it, forcing the thick piston into her tight 
tunnel. 

"Hhhuuuhhh! Jeez, Dad, it's even better than before! Ooohhh, wow! 
Hhhuuunnnggghhh! I think I'm going to like it more every time I do it! 
Gggaaahhh! Hhhuuuhhh!" 

Ben watched her hairy snatch engulf his cock as his tingling glans 
penetrated her belly. When he was completely impaled and their pelvic hair 
was meshed together, he reached around to grasp her smooth buttocks. 

"Uuunnnggghhh! Christ, Jill! Don't say you don't know how! If you get any 
better, you'll fuck me to death! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Aaaggghhh! Aaaggghhh! 
That's my girl! Damn! Okay, Kathy. It's your turn!" 

Kathy's eyes were wet as she dropped to her knees and crawled up to position 
her dripping pussy over Ben's mouth, not because she was sad, but because 
she was filled with joy. Nearly everything she had ever wanted was hers, and 
her heart was bursting with happiness. 

"Oh, Ben! Eat me beautifully! Eat my cunt like you never have before! I want 
to cum, and cum, and cum!" 

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I will! All right, Jill! Fuck me till I explode!" 
With that, he reached up, took hold of Kathy's wonderful thighs and pulled 
her juicy cunt down to his open mouth. 

All Jill could see of her father's face was his hobbling chin almost buried 
in Kathy's dense patch of pubic hair as she slowly raised her cunt until 
only the head of his dick was inside, then dropped down again. With each 
bounce, she picked up speed and then started gyrating her hips, twirling her 
cunny on the massive pole embedded in her twat. 

"Ooohhh, Daddy! Hhhuuuhhh! Fuck! Fuck! Gggnnnuuuggghhh! Fucking you like 
this is SUPER! Gosh! Hhhuuunnnggghhh! Ooohhh! I get excited too darn fast! I 
want it to last! Gggaaahhh! Oh, Dad! Hhhuuuhhh! Huh! Huh! Huh! Huh!" 

Both the girl and the woman were watching each other's cunts and swaying, 
flopping tits as they squirmed and writhed on the man under them. Each was 
enjoying what she was getting, and their hot, smoldering eyes showed it. 

"EAT ME, DARLING! OH, GOD, LICK THAT SWEET PUSSY! GGGAAAHHH! PUT YOUR TONGUE 
WAY UP INSIDE ME! THERE! LIKE THAT! AAAHHH! OH, FUCK! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! LAP 
IT, HONEY! DRINK MY HONEY! UUUHHH! UUUHHH! UH! UH! UH! OOOHHH, JESUS, THAT'S 
SO GOOD! OOOHHH!" 

Watching Jill's youthful snatch swallow Ben's prick again and again while he 
was licking her twat so fantastically filled Kathy with a heated passion she 
had never known. It was as though her fuck juice was pouring into Ben's 
mouth, passing through him, and pumping into the girl's cunny. 

"FUCK, DADDY! OOOHHH, FUCK ME! HELP SHOVE IT WAY UP INSIDE ME! 
HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH! MY GOD, IT'S SO DEEP! 
JJJEEEEEEZZZ! I'M GOING CRAZY! AAARRRGGGHHH! HHHUUUHHH! HUH! 

HUH! HUH!" 

Jill had been staring at Kathy's gigantic, big-nippled tits and could resist 
them no longer. They were hobbling and slapping together and drawing her 
toward them like a fakir's flute. She bent forward suddenly and sucked one 
of the hard nipples into her mouth, then began tugging and pulling on it as 
though she was actually getting milk. 

"OH, JILL! JILL! DO IT, DEAR! SUCK MY TIT! MY SWEET BABY! OOOHHH! UUUHHH! 
UUUHHH! UUUHHH! OH, THAT'S BEAUTIFUL! BEN, SHE'S SUCKING MY TIT AND I'M 
GOING TO ... CCCUUUMMM! AAARRRGGGHHH! HHHUUUNNNGGGHHH! BEN! JILL! HOW 
WONDERFUL! OOOHHH! AAAHHH! OH! OH! OH! OH!" 

"UUUMMM! UUUMMM! UUUMMMFFF!" Jill hammered on his hard rod twice more, then 
dropped Kathy's tit and threw her head back. "OH, MOTHER! WWWAAAHHH! 
EEEIIIEEE! WWWAAAHHH! HUH! HUH! HUH!" 

Ben erupted at that moment, arching his body off the floor with his 
shoulders and heels. He almost passed out when the river of bubbling jizz 
spurted from his jumping prong into Jill's cunny, then he dropped back to 
the rug with a thump, dazed and drained. 

No sooner were the three participants in the miniature orgy on their feet 
than Nan was offering Kathy and her father a shot of straight brandy. "I 
thought you'd need this," she said with a smile. 

"We sure do, sweetheart," Ben said, taking the glass and gulping the burning 
liquid down. "Damn! If we keep this up, I'm going to have to start buying 
this stuff by the case!" 

Everyone took a seat, then Kathy looked around the room at the others with a 
relaxed smile. "It's been quite a day, hasn't it? It won't be long before we 
know what each other likes best, and then things will be even better." 

"I think you're right, honey," Ben said, "but the sooner we move, the 
better." 

Kathy laughed gaily. "So true. But not today. We've got MUCH more important 
things to take care of right now." 

And they did. 


THE END
