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Every man loves his daughter - the apple of his eye!

And daughters usually love their Daddies.

But sometimes their love has more depth than you might have expected.

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My wife and I migrated to Australia back in 1967 and we initially settled in Brisbane. We'd only been married for a week before we caught the boat to Australia, so although we already often enjoyed one another sexually; socially, we hardly knew each other; a true recipe for disaster, as it happened.

My sweet little daughter Sandy was born late in 1968 in Brisbane, Australia. She was a nicely proportioned, attractive and healthy baby and as she grew up into a toddler, she was tall and active for her age - both my wife and I were very proud of her.

But being a girl she was naturally drawn to the male side of the family and even as a baby, I was obviously her favourite parent, despite her mother breast-feeding her and generally looking after her and perhaps that sowed the seeds of hate that eventually grew between my wife and me.

At the time that this story begins, we'd moved up to Mackay in Northern Queensland - into the tropics, where I was to take over a vast sales territory for a national company - I'd be away from home quite a bit but the money was good and we didn't consider the consequences of my absences.

My work went well enough, but as the years passed, my wife and I found that we'd become two totally different people - not really a couple at all. Increasingly we found ourselves to be at loggerheads and I began to find excuses for not coming home. I engineered extended sales trips that kept me away for up to six weeks at a time. Then I'd come home - spend the weekend sorting out all my paperwork, laundry and post - having a good row or two and then I'd be off again. My office room soon became my bedroom too - the guest bed was now mine.

But much as I didn't really miss my wife, I certainly missed seeing my daughter growing up - and she obviously missed me.

Every time that I came home it seemed that she had grown another couple of inches - she was going to be a tall lady - hopefully she would have a suitable figure to match, one day. And it seemed that the more my wife and I fell out, the closer my daughter and I became. We certainly seemed to get on well and I don't mean anything sexual. I mean that we could chatter and laugh together; read books together; go for walks together; play on the beach together - we even had the same interests - we simply got on well together.

And now, at the age of around nine or ten she was developing nicely into a very peasant young lady who liked nothing more than to be allowed to sit on my lap - even though we'd eventually get all hot and sweaty in that hot climate. Just to be close together was lovely and somehow, despite her glorious youthful feminine scent I managed to put aside all matters relating to sex, even though I was increasingly frustrated through lack of activity at home.

And Sandy could obviously see how unhappy I was - her concern showed in her face. One day matters came to the surface therefore; I was having a few days off work and my wife had gone out shopping with some friends. Afterwards they were off to the local pool, so they were making a day of it - probably to keep away from me; not that I really cared - and Sandy and I were alone.

Once we were on our own, we settled down on the sofa so that she could watch some k**s' program on TV. The sofa was one of those deep soft comfortable types - the kind you sort of sink into. As usual, Sandy jumped onto my lap and leaned back against my chest.

"Daddy," she said, her voice full of care, "You don't get on with Mummy, do you?"

I wondered if I should simply avoid the matter and change the subject but then I realised that Sandy had correctly observed our problem, so there was no use in hiding it from her.

"No, darling, your mum and I don't seem to get on," I said sadly, "We're just so different nowadays."

I signed, because the friction between my wife and I wasn't very pleasant at times...and Sandy continued.

"You sleep in the spare room, don't you?" asked Sandy and I nodded - it was common knowledge.

"Do you get all lonely then?" she asked and I nodded again.

'Fucking right I get lonely!' I thought, 'Not that I can tell you just HOW lonely.'

"Oh Daddy," she replied, squeezing me tight, her voice all broken up, "I don't like to see you lonely and unhappy - it's not fair!"

"One of those things, I guess," I said, hugging her back, "Happens everywhere I'm afraid."

"Yeah but you don't deserve to be unhappy," replied Sandy sagely, "It's Mummy who deserves to be unhappy 'cos she's mean and nasty to you!"

I laughed and ticked Sandy and she laughed with me.

"Don't be rude about your mum," I said, "Perhaps it's not all mum's fault. Don't forget, she's a long, long way away from her Mummy and Daddy - perhaps she feels lonely too."

And that indeed was part of the truth - my wife was homesick for Britain and her parents - and she certainly took it out on me.

Sandy seemed to understand and nodded her head in a very grown-up way for a ten year old.

"So are you and Mummy going to keep on living together?" she asked, leaving me to ponder over the matter.

We had indeed talked about a divorce or of returning to Britain but I wanted to stay in Australia. I loved it here and I was happy - but if my wife went back then she'd take Sandy with her...

"I really don't know," I admitted but inside I just knew that we just had to do something...

"I've a feeling that we'll go back to Britain," I said, "Perhaps we can start again back there."

"Wow - go and live in Britain!" exclaimed Sandy, "Isn't it all cold over there?"

I laughed while tending to agree with her assessment.

"Certainly will feel cold for a while - especially to you. But if it makes your mum happy then that's what we'll have to do," I said rather sadly.

"You'd better come with us!" said Sandy, her voice cracking up, "I don't want you to leave me!"

And with that she burst into tears on my lap and I spent the next ten minutes wiping her eyes - and mine and cuddling her - by which time we were once again very hot and sweaty.

I stood Sandy up and looked at her - a cute little lady with remarkably grown-up words.

"You are a darling," I said, "But don't worry - I'll always be there for you."

"Thank you Daddy - I love you - you promise you'll be there?" she asked, still wiping her eyes.

"Of course, sweetheart, for you, always," I answered.

"Well, I'll always be there for you too," replied Sandy, "Just because Mummy doesn't love you, I do, so there and one day I'm going to love you properly!"

I had no idea exactly what she meant by "love me properly" but I guessed she just meant that she wouldn't have to be concerned about her mother being a bitch to me. I leaned forward and kissed her brow, giving her a gentle push.

"Get on with you, little one - go and play," I said, "I've got some paperwork to do."

Eventually my wife came home from her outing - well laden with goodies for herself and Sandy and bugger all for me as usual. She started griping at me almost at once and eventually I went outside and began cleaning the car. A while afterwards, Sandy came outside and turning towards the house she stuck out her tongue. Then she turned and hugged me.

"Don't forget - I still love you Daddy, even if Mummy doesn't," she said.

"Thanks sweetie - and I love you too," I replied

"And don't forget my promise - I'll always be there for you - and one day...!" said Sandy as she bounced back indoors.

I shook my head, appreciating my daughter's loving sincerity and feeling my eyes fill with tears once again - I just wished that there weren't a lot of more serious things to think about.

And that was the way things remained - Sandy and I remained the closest of friends while my wife and I remained as far apart as ever. And while I never had sex with my wife again, I never had another chance to even so much as cuddle with Sandy either because almost immediately after my wife's return from her latest outing, she started on about "going home".

Well, she didn't so much start on about it - she brought back a planned itinerary - she'd as good as organised the selling of our home and the buying of tickets back to Britain already.

Work still called and by the time of my next return home, things had progressed. A cash buyer had been found; many of our household possessions had been sold off and we were booked on a return flight just three weeks hence.

My life now was even more sad - I had to give up my very enjoyable job; say goodbye to so many friends and say farewell to Australia; that wonderful country. I hated my wife with something like passion now...

The marriage was obviously over and so it proved - once back in Britain my wife said that she was off to live with her parents and that I could go and stay with mine. Sandy, with many a tear, obviously went to live with her mum while I stayed briefly with my parents before finding myself a flat and a job. The divorce papers followed quite soon afterwards...and I found myself cut off from my soon-to-be ex-wife and my daughter - letters I sent were returned unopened.

But one little letter did reach me - from Sandy.

My eyes were so teary as I read it that it was hard to make out the words - but basically she just professed her love for her Daddy and repeated her promise that she'd always be there for me. I just wished I could send her my love too...

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Many years passed. Towards the end of the 1980s I had settled with my second wife and we'd had time to chew over my past. I hadn't seen, written to or spoken to my daughter since her mother and I parted when she was ten and as she reached twenty-one I decided to take the bull by the horns and try to contact her. It had been on my mind for years but I'd waited until she reached a mature age before making my move.

I wrote a long letter to 'explain' (apologise) for my absence. Basically; apart from being cut out of my ex-wife's life, I'd also kept away to avoid friction - I wanted a new life and it was obvious that my ex-wife would have her own life to lead - without me getting in the way.

I heard nothing and thought it best that I just forget the matter, but then, some year or so later, to my pleasure and surprise, I received a letter back from my daughter. It was full of anger and sadness - her mother had told her that I'd gone away and that I didn't want anything to do with her - which was so far from the truth. We communicated back and forward by letter and gradually sorted out the facts from the fiction and finally we actually had a nice long chat on the phone. We actually found so much to talk about that there were a number of long phone calls; including ones between my daughter and my wife - the contents of which were kept secret from me, however.

Sandy was now starting out on a business career. At 18 she'd left college with decent qualifications and had soon moved away from home - which was why my letter took so long to reach her - and moved into a shared house. She was working hard; she'd bought her own car already and was planning her life ahead - and it didn't include a husband or babies as yet. It didn't really include her mother either, whom Sandy now found to be very bossy and puritanical and on top of that, Sandy didn't think much of her rather idle step-father either.

So, with the summer holidays coming up, we now began considering the prospect of a meeting and eventually a momentous plan was decided - Sandy would come down to our home in Devon from her home in the Midlands, with plans, if all went well, to stay overnight or perhaps for a few days.

We booked her a bed-and-breakfast room locally in case she didn't want to stay with us - but our spare room was ready in case things went well. My wife and I were allowing Sandy as much manoeuvring room as she needed.

The day got closer and closer - I was really on edge!

I was going to see my much-loved daughter after over ten years apart.

I was like a school-k** - bubbling over with excitement!

Eventually my wife threatened to call the whole thing off if I didn't behave and then packed me off to the pub to relax and to get me out of the way.

Finally the day came when Sandy was to visit. She gave us a call to say that she was leaving so we knew pretty well when she'd arrive and I'd given her detailed instructions as to how to find our rather remote home so I didn't expect Sandy to have any problems - and she didn't. Right on time, her red Renault pulled into our driveway. And from inside the car a tall, utterly gorgeous, fantastically stacked, blonde bombshell emerged - like a beautiful butterfly emerging from a chrysalis.

'How the hell did my genes produce such a beauty?' I wondered as I gazed at her.

My wife and I were dumbstruck. But Sandy wasn't!

"Dad," she yelled and the next moment she was in my arms and we were kissing and hugging like the long-lost lovers that we never were.

Talk about sexy! She was any man's wet dream! She must have had a 38D bust and her tits ground into my chest as we hugged. Her face was truly beautiful - her hair was long, blonde and gorgeous. Her body was one of the most fantastic things I'd ever seen on two legs! And her legs just went on forever! Her lips were full, hot and wet and she smelt like honey. She was easily as tall as I was and her pelvis, encased in blue denim jeans, which squirmed against my groin, prompting an immediate reaction. I had an instant hard-on to beat all hard-ons - and Sandy knew it!

"Oh I've missed you so much," we both said, almost together.

She might have been my flesh and blood but she was all hot woman to me at this moment!

Thank heavens that my wife understood how long-lost parents and c***dren feel - she'd been through it with one of her c***dren who'd been away for ten years or so and for now she'd left us in peace for a few minutes.

There were many other small amorous words as we cuddled - until Sandy snapped me back to reality. She whispered softly, "I've been waiting for you Dad, and you've been waiting for me too, haven't you?"

I could only go "Mmmmm" in reply - I was too overcome to say anything.

"And now Mummy's not around any more and I'm an adult, so I'm going to do what it was that I wanted to do so long ago...and I'm going to do the job properly," she breathed in my ear; her groin rubbing in small circles over my erection.

"Oh God - what's that?" I asked, still so overcome with emotion that my brain hadn't caught up with what was happening 'down there', "What job?"

"I'm going to love you like I promised; I'm going to make love to you Daddy," she said simply, "And you're going to make love to me."

I was shaking as we pulled apart - had I really heard her words properly?

Eventually Sandy and I pulled ourselves apart and I was able to introduce Sandy formally to my wife (they'd spoken on the phone) and to the cat and the dog and then we gathered her bags and went indoors. While my wife was getting cups of tea organised, I phoned the guesthouse and cancelled the room we'd booked for Sandy - it was pretty obvious that Sandy would be staying with us.

I needed a pee - the tension and excitement had tensed up my bladder so I headed to the bathroom and there I realised that I had a large damp patch on my jeans!

Had my wife noticed? Had Sandy noticed?

My cock was still partially erect and as I pulled back my foreskin to pee, another tear of pre-cum dribbled out. Christ Almighty - I was going to have trouble while Sandy was here! My wife made me horny enough - now I'd got two hot ladies under my roof. I managed to piss - and found a clean pair of jeans in the airing cupboard too and I was respectable and at least temporarily under control when I left the bathroom.

But actually I wasn't too worried about my wife seeing Sandy and I in a sexual embrace - as I'll explain.

I'd always told my new wife of my love for my daughter and I think she could see that my feelings were perhaps deeper than they should have been but she quite understood. And the reason was this - my wife was a very exciting woman with a high sex drive and with a very open mind about sex. During our courtship and even once we'd married, we'd shared orgies with friends - we'd had foursomes and threesomes - we'd also even had same-sex sessions with friends.

And in similar fashion to my own circumstances, my wife had enjoyed a sexual relationship with one of her sons. My wife's second eldest son had an unhappy marriage and despite fathering five k**s, he and his wife never saw eye to eye, so we used to invite him to come down alone and spend the occasional week with us. He simply loved the peace and tranquillity and once he found that he was welcome to visit and stay with us, he began to come down quite frequently.

One night when he was with us, I teased my wife about him. He was in the spare room and was probably having a wank, I guessed - I'd heard the pages of a magazine rustling as I passed his door. What a waste of cock, I told her. What a waste of spunk! Wouldn't she like to get fucked by him? Over quite a few nights I taunted and teased her until finally she consented to having him in our bed - not that she took a lot of convincing as he'd always been her favourite boy. I went and knocked on his door, finding him getting ready for his night-time wank; his erection partially visible under the bedclothes. I sat down and explained the situation and it took him mere seconds before he was leaping out of bed; his hard-on waving before him! A few moments later we headed to our bedroom and as we returned my wife was writhing on the bed, totally naked and just in the middle of enjoying a powerful orgasm.

Her son and I joined her and his eager cock was up inside her juicy cunt in moments. On this first time together my wife came in seconds and came again and again with the excitement of the situation. Her son didn't last long either and he pumped her full as he fucked her vigorously. It was only after he'd cum that we considered that although I'd been snipped, her son hadn't - she was now full of potent seed from her own son. It was too late to worry but from then on, until she could get on the pill again, her son shot all his sperm over his mum - and then I licked it up. Actually I tell a lie - she just couldn't resist having him shoot inside her occasionally and if they got sufficiently excited as they fucked, then his load would be deposited inside her if she could prevent him from withdrawing. The risk simply added to the excitement.

We had some fantastic sex sessions and eventually the fucking and sucking became totally mutual - we all sucked or fucked each other...but the memories of those events are the subject of another story.

This one is about my daughter and me.

Getting back to that first day with my daughter - as I came from the bathroom, my wife and Sandy were arm-in-arm in the kitchen with huge smiles on their faces. It was instantly obvious that they both got on well and, from the looks on their faces, they'd already been talking about me!

"Here comes super-stud!" said my wife - leaving me red-faced as they both burst out laughing.

We left Sandy to unpack in her room while my wife and I stayed in the kitchen to get dinner organised. In the kitchen my wife turned round and embraced me. As I returned the hug, one hand slid down between us to rub my cock through my jeans.

"I saw what happened," she said.

"What do you mean?" I countered, feigning innocence.

"Your hard-on - the damp patch - you were leaking like crazy! She really turned you on, you horny old goat!" she said, kissing me on the cheek. "Well, I couldn't help it - I haven't had many twenty-year-old beauties plastering themselves on me," I said, "Her tits were so firm and I could feel her mound rubbing against me - right on target. Talk about horny - it wasn't me, it was her!"

"That's your daughter you're talking about, you dirty old man!" she said with a chuckle, "But you're right - I know, because we've already had a quick talk about things."

"What things?" I asked, feigning innocence, "What have you talked about."

"That you're going to fuck her!" said my wife with a big smile, "You're going to take her to bed and make love to her. And she's just as bad as you, so she's going to fuck you back!"

"Oh my God," I exclaimed, my penis swelling, "And you let her tell you that? Thank heavens you're not exactly a puritan yourself!"

"Look darling," said my wife, still caressing my ever-growing bulge, "anything that happens is between us three. If you fuck her, enjoy it - just keep some for me. You've obviously got a thing going between the two of you and I won't stand in the way. If I can do it with my son, I'm sure that you and your daughter will be ok to do it too."

I didn't really know what to say.

"I love you darling, and thanks sweetheart," I said, kissing her warmly, "Don't be surprised if I'm not in bed if you wake in the night. But I'll be back, as they say."

"You and your cock," said my wife as she held my now fully erect cock and squeezed it, "I'll give you as much freedom as you need so don't worry about having to explain things to me. Just make sure that you tell me about it afterwards!"

"Now who's being a horny goat - a nanny goat!" I quipped, giving my wife's bum a good grope as I spoke.

She laughed and winked before she replied, "Now go and see if she's ready for a few drinks. I wouldn't say no to a trip to the pub before dinner so you've got about half an hour before I'll be ready to go."

With a quick feel of my wife's now damp pussy I went and knocked on Sandy's door.

"Come in," she called and I opened the door.

She was still in the process of changing and she stood there in a blue lacy see-through bra and knickers set - and nothing else.

"Wow!" I breathed, "You look bloody gorgeous!"

She did a quick pirouette - and then a slow one.

"Thank you, kind sir," she simpered, looking down my body, "I'm glad you like what you see."

My cock, already aroused by my wife's work, had done a double flip as soon as I clapped my eyes on her sexy body and now was causing a huge bulge in my jeans.

"Whoa," I said addressing my cock, "Down boy!"

Sandy wasn't slow to take advantage of the situation and advanced on me, her hand soon grasping and feeling my erection.

"Ohhh Daddy - I want you so much," she groaned as she rubbed her breasts against me, "Make love to me!"

"Not yet I can't," I said, wishing that I had the time, "Sandy darling, I've got a few things to understand first - let's sit down and have a chat."

Somehow we managed to just sit on the bed holding hands while I updated her with our history, while Sandy nodded from time to time, her eyes twinkling. Thank heavens, I told her, that she and my wife had already broached the subject and thank heavens too that my wife understood our love. And now I understood why my wife was so amenable - this had been the subject of their private phone calls, I now guessed.

Sandy squeezed my hands tighter as she replied.

"Daddy, don't worry! Stop worrying!" she said, "It's all sorted! Your wife knows all about us - she knows how we feel - I think she understands better than we do in fact."

"Oh Sandy," I sighed, still somewhat in shock, to be honest, "I thought you were just being a c***d when you said you wanted to love me properly, all those years ago. Are we finally going to be able to love one another?"

"Oh yes Daddy - oh we're definitely going to love one another!" said Sandy with a big sexy smile, "As soon as possible!"

I was still in shock I think when Sandy replied once more...

"Dad," she said finally, "That promise I made when I was ten - well I'm all grown up now. I said I'd be here for you and here I am - and I still love you. So can I make you feel happy too?"

"Yes please," I said happily, "You've done it already!"

"Not yet I haven't," said Sandy, "Obviously I'm not a virgin now and I've already told you - what I really need is a bloody good fuck and you're going to provide it."

"Oh sweet daughter, I never really thought that's what you'd be saying," I said, reaching out to caress the sides of her breasts, "I'm so happy."

Sandy lay back on the bed and spread her legs apart.

"Come on then - take me - please Daddy!" she said.

Oh sweetheart, I'd love to but not just now," I said, my fingers now sliding down her body, feeling her sleek skin, "It won't be fair on my wife if we spend most of your visit locked away in your room!"

Sandy laughed and I leaned over the bed towards her.

"Well, let's just start with a quick kiss," she said and as she put her arms round my neck, she pulled me down on top of her.

Our lips locked together and Sandy began thrusting her breasts at me - I reached up and gently taking hold of her thinly-clad breast, I began to kneed and massage her warm pliable flesh once more. Sandy began humming as we kissed and she squirmed around until we lay side by side.

"Oh Daddy, fuck me Daddy, please give me your cock!" she breathed between kisses.

Her hips started moving against my body and I could feel my now erect penis rubbing against her lustful pussy.

"Oh, give it to me! Now, please!" she groaned eagerly.

She moved her hand between us and tried to get it down the waistband of my jeans but it was too tight. She started fiddling with my zip but I put my hand on hers and stopped the action.

"Slow down, sexy - there's plenty of time," I said, "it'll be ever better if we take our time."

"Yeah, and I'll be all the more frustrated; I've already waited for years," said Sandy, renewing her efforts to get at my cock.

"Oh, is that the trouble?" I asked, "Well, let's make a start to resolve that problem."

I pushed her over onto her back as I lay beside her. It was my turn to set the pace.

I started to kiss her again but now I had complete access to her body. I moved my hand over her breasts once again and this time I uncovered her wonderful proud left breast entirely and held it - reverently.

"Fantastic," I sighed, "yours must be the best looking breasts I've ever felt - and look at your nipple standing up all hard."

I tweaked her nipple and caressed her hot flesh, causing her to moan and squirm beside me.

"Take my bra off," she asked; her body squirming beside me.

"No darling, not yet," I said, my lips sliding over hers, "Just let me adore your lovely body and try to ease some of that tension in you."

I stopped kissing her and, leaning over a bit more I lowered my mouth to her breast and took the nipple between my lips. Her sharp intake of breath told me of her desire. Gradually I sucked more of her breast into my mouth while I used my tongue to tease her nipple. She was panting lightly now.

I lowered my other hand down her body, sliding gently over her rib cage; over the indent of her waist and into her navel; across her smooth, tight abdomen and then slowly and gently beneath the elastic of her brief knickers - and into the slight forest of (blonde) hair that nestled between her legs.

There I stopped and simply moved my fingers through the silky hairs - but gradually getting nearer to her cleft. Sandy was holding her breath in anticipation of the moment when I touched her sex. I stopped sucking her breast so that we could concentrate on her lower regions and Sandy's hands were gripping handfuls of bedclothes as the tension mounted.

"Oh Daddy, touch me! Touch me! Please do it!" she panted - and I felt her legs parting to improve my access to her body.

Withdrawing my hand, I moved it back down, this time on the outside of her lacy knickers but this time straight down the middle - and straight down over her slit. The instant that I reached her clitoris, her hips left the bed as if electrocuted! And if she had have been electrocuted, the contact would have been excellent because she was dripping wet - I could feel the moisture even through her knickers. They were soaked! As I rubbed gently up and down her slit, I realised that her knickers had ties at the sides.

"Let's get these off," I said, as I pulled at the ribbons - and the next moment Sandy's hot wet cunt was totally exposed to my view and my hands.

I moved my fingers back to where they had been and now I could actually see her clitoris as it stood erect and pink between her luscious lips. I pushed my fingers between her lips and spreading them apart slightly I started moving in and out between the moisture-laded walls. In seconds my fingers were as wet as her cunt and I withdrew to concentrate on her clitoris, which I now began to rub slowly.

Once again Sandy's hips jerked off the bed but this time I held her down and started to rub her clitoris more firmly. Then I moved my hand - lying beside her on the right of the bed meant that I was using my left hand (my right hand was propping my head up) and now I found it easier to use my thumb on her clitoris - then I could use my fingers in her cunt.

Sandy was moaning and groaning; jerking and twitching as I worked on her body. Her orgasm wouldn't be long - she was beginning to sweat lightly all over - a sure sign. She looked at me; a look of pure lust.

"Ooohhh! Dad, I'm coming! You're making me cum! Oooh, I need this one! Oh! Oh! Yes! Ooooh, yeaaaah!"

I changed over again and now I used my slippery wet fingers on her clit - and she buried her face in the pillow as her orgasm pulsed through her.

Finally Sandy lay back in post-orgasmic peace but I kept working on her clit for a little while and then slowed down my actions - keeping her hot and simmering. Once she'd recovered I moved around on the bed. I lowered my face to her sweet cunt and, before she could object or even expect it, I fastened my lips on her clitoris and started gently sucking. The result - instant orgasm!

"Oh no! I can't! Oh no!" she cried - but I kept going; "Oh no! I'm coming again! Oh God! Oh, I'm cuuummming! Ooooooh!"

I had to be careful not to let her clitoris smash into my teeth as her hips once again jerked violently with her orgasm.

Now I gradually slowed and removed my ministering fingers and lips from her body. I moved back up the bed and kissed her.

"Is that better?" I asked.

"Fantastic Dad! But what about you?" she asked; her hand snaking its way to the front of my jeans again.

I held it still - I didn't want to have an 'accident' - and I was pretty close to losing it.

"Later, darling - there's lots of time," I said between kisses, "right now you'd better get cleaned up and dressed - we're off to the pub for a couple before dinner. Boss's orders."

"Oh Daddy, that's not fair, I'm all wet and ready" she said, "I want to have you inside me - please?" "No," I insisted "Later. I promise."

The pub was merely a couple of hundred yards down the road and we walked there - me in the middle with a gorgeous woman on each arm. The dozen or so blokes in the lounge soon became aware of the two lovely ladies and there were soon a lot of green-eyes females and horny blokes drooling over my two - especially my daughter. She was a consummate tease! In cut-off hipster jeans and a somewhat vest-style t-shirt (with a totally minimal bra holding her tits not so much in as out), she had them all ogling and creeping. But despite her appearances, she was all mine and she allowed none of the other men to approach too closely.

But our visit to the pub was well worthwhile - by the time we left, some hour or so later (by which time, my wife had said, dinner - a roast chicken to go with the salad - would be cooked) we were all slightly fuzzy. The girls had drunk more than me (for a change) because I was well aware that I'd probably be called on to perform at least a few times that evening! Dinner was on the table in minutes and it was delicious as usual, and the wine both suited the meal, the atmosphere and the girls - light, fruity and sparkling!

With the warm summer evening and the curtains pulled, we needed very little attire to keep warm and my wife kind-of got the ball rolling by changing into her nightwear - a flimsy frilly top and equally flimsy matching knickers covered by a soft short dressing-gown. Then she came and sat on my lap.

"Sweetheart," she breathed into my ear, "First of all, Sandy is going to watch you fuck me and then I'm going to bed to leave you to it. Make sure that you catch up with old times and don't you dare leave her frustrated!"

Then, out loud, she said, "Right mister; find something sexy for a background. Then go and change into your shorts. And Sandy, get out of those jeans. The fun is about to start!"

I put on an 'erotic music' CD; found and put on a porno tape (with the sound off) and left the room. A quick shave, spray, polish and change and I was ready for anything.

Upon my return to the sittingroom the two girls were sitting side-by-side on the settee. Both had their legs spread apart and both had a hand inside their knickers and were clearly getting themselves worked up as they watched the action on the screen. The aroma of hot pussy was already in the air and my cock was erect and throbbing almost before I'd closed the door - mind you, he'd been semi-erect for ages. I knelt before them; my shorts now well stretched by my cock. I put my hands on my wife's thighs and lowered my face to her cleft. As my lips touched the material I found that it was already wet and sticky with her juices and my first touch caused her a quick twitch of her hips and a sharp intake of breath.

Gently I licked and sucked at her tasty moisture - then I moved my hands to her hips; took hold of her knickers and gently pulled them down - she lifted her hips to allow me to remove them. Her shaven cunt glowed back at me. Her lips were already swollen, reddening and glistening with moisture. I returned my lips to her opening, this time without the material between us and quickly I slid my tongue between her lips and pushed it into her vagina. She let out a long low sighing breath and then did a sharp intake again as my tongue moved and tickled her clitoris. My insertion into her vagina had let loose a flood of secretions and I found that I had to lick steadily at her hole to collect the offering.

But as I licked her cunt so she was becoming more and more aroused and as she did so she was flooding my mouth with even more fluid. Now her hips were starting to buck - and if there was a contest to orgasm quickly, then my wife would be on the leader board - with a bonus point for quality! "Oh Chris darling, don't stop - ooh, just there! Ooh yes - that's it. Ooh yes - more - keep going! Aaahh - it's coming! It's coming! Oooh! Oh yes! Oh yes! Oooooh! Oooooooh!"

The last moan was uttered as her cunt pushed hard into my face. Her clitoris was between my lips and my tongue was fluttering over its tip. The spastic movements of her hips gradually slowed. The settee beneath her was soaked. But her cunt wasn't happy yet!

"Darling, get your cock in me now," she demanded, "Get your shorts off; get it out and put it in me." "Let me do it," said Sandy and she moved off the settee and began undoing the clasps on my shorts. Soon they were loosened and Sandy, in one swift movement pulled my shorts and my underwear down; my throbbing erection springing up before her. Now that my cock was released, my foreskin was starting to peel back and as the girls watched, the head of my cock was revealed, glossy and purple, with a small drop of precum fluid at the tip.

"bloody hell, Dad," said Sandy as she closed her hand round my shaft, "That's big isn't it?"

"Hmmmph - been like it ever since before you were a tiddler," I said.

"I didn't see it then," she replied, "well, never hard like that. This is the first time I've looked at it properly and now I'm thinking about how it'll feel to get that thing up inside me. That thing's fucking huge!"

I smiled to myself - my nine inch penis was my pride and joy and I never tired of praise!

"My turn first," said my wife eagerly, her arse perched on the edge of the settee, "Come on Sandy, bring him over here and I'll show you."

I moved closer to my wife's pussy and Sandy, still holding my cock, pointed it in the right direction. Then Sandy leaned over a bit more and to my surprise, put her other hand down and spread my wife's slippery wet lips apart. Then she pulled me by my cock until the tip was between my wife's lips. She shook the end of my cock up and down over my wife's clitoris and (and this is no word of a lie), as she started to become highly aroused once more, releasing another anointment of sexual juices, so the rapid movement of my cock made droplets of her sexual liquid spray - no, splash around - she was so juiced up it wasn't real.

"Oh Chris darling - get it in me now!" she moaned, "please, please!"

I leaned forward and pushed my drenched cock between her lips and into her equally wet cunt. There was no friction - I simply smoothly slid deeper and deeper in until I could go no further. My wife let out a long sigh of contentment.

"Ooooooh, that's lovely," she cooed, her pussy now contracting around my penis "Now come on and fuck me."

Sandy put her hand on my lower back and pushed me.

"Come on Dad - make her happy!" she said "And save some for me!"

I began moving my throbbing cock in and out of her sexy hole. It seemed to become tighter rather than looser until I realised that my wife was gripping my cock with her cunt walls as she rapidly moved towards her first orgasm - which wasn't helping me because the sensations in my cock were also reaching boiling point. I started to think of anything but sex which must have helped me survive because I was still pumping my cock into her as she orgasmed - a hip-heaving, tummy-tightening, breast-bulging affair that left her panting and limp - temporarily.

"Oooooh that was a goody!" she said between breaths, "One more and that'll be enough for now."

I wrapped my arms around my wife and physically lifted her off the settee, depositing her gently on the floor, my penis still buried deep within her. Sandy helped out by finding a pillow for my wife's head to rest on.

And knowing that I now had a target I started to fuck her with renewed energy - now I could put everything into one good cum for her. As I started to piston in and out of my wife's hot hole I looked at Sandy who was still beside us. Her eyes were glazed and her hand was at her cunt - her knickers were nowhere to be seen.

"Come on Dad" she said to me as I glanced at her, "Give it to her - we've got all night and lots of time for you to recover."

"Yeah," I grunted as I slammed my cock deep into my wife's hole again, "But what I used to do all night now takes all night to do!"

"You wanna bet?" said Sandy, "Just wait til I get your cock in me!"

My wife was already beginning to come to the boil again.

"One more Darling," she panted, "One more - and it's coming soon. Oh yes! Keep doing that! Keep going!"

My cock was ready to unload and my wife was cumming at any moment - could I cum with her...

"Hang on Sweetheart," I said as I thumped my cock into her, "I'll be with you in a mo."

Sandy leaned towards me and rubbed her breasts against my arm.

"Come on Dad. Give it to her - now," she said and as she spoke I felt my cock tighten up and those familiar feeling pulse through me.

"Ooh yes baby, I'm cumming any minute" I hissed to my wife, "Are you ready? Come on. Cum with me!" "Darling - I'm there - I'm there - don't stop - don't stop" she cried, "OOOOOh yeah - ooh yes! Ooh yes!"

At that moment I let go my seed - I fired shot after shot of hot sperm deep into her cunt. My cock felt as if it recoiled after each blast of spunk and by the time I'd finished cumming I was exhausted. Wow! "Oooooh Darling! Oooooh, that's wonderful," said my wife as she began to relax and unwind, "Do you know what," she said, putting her hand onto her clitoris, "That was so fucking good that I could do it all over again!"

I laughed.

"You're joking - I hope. I'm supposed to look after Sandy," I said as I gently pulled my cock from her still grasping cunt.

A flood of our combined fluids leaked from her hole and onto the carpet. I grabbed a towel to mop it up.

"Yes Darling - I was joking - I couldn't go another round with your big cock - it's just that that was soooooo good! Oooh, I love you!"

"I love you too," I said, "but the night isn't over."

"It is for me," she said, "I'm off for a long deep bath and I'll see you later - if you've got anything left!" With something of an effort my wife gathered herself together and languidly moved from the room and soon we heard the sound of water running as she filled her bath.

Sandy and I looked at each other. My cock was slack and drooped between my legs - it looked knackered. Sandy on the other hand was totally naked and was obviously well and truly aroused. Her lovely breasts stood out and her nipples were big and bold and ready to be loved and her cunt - well, it was almost too good to look at. She'd shaved (tonight) most of her pubic hairs off to leave just a small triangle of blond curly hairs above her hole as if to point the way - well, I should have known - that's exactly what the triangle was saying! Her puffed-up lips were parted and shiny with her sticky moisture - oh hell, if I didn't fuck that tonight then I ought to become a monk!

"Let's go to bed," said Sandy, "I want to explore your body and I want you to fuck me. I'm getting desperate Daddy!"

We turned off the TV, video and lights and made our way to the guest room. Sandy threw herself onto the bed and lay there - arms and legs spread wide apart.

"Love me, Daddy," she said, simply, "Just come and love me."

There was no way that I could refuse, not that I had any intention of doing that. She was simply gorgeous - utterly ripe for plucking (or fucking) and hardly knew where to start. But logics said that I should start between her legs - so I got on the bed and lay with my head above her knees. My once knackered cock began to stiffen again as it realised that it was still 'on duty'.

I started the ball rolling by licking and caressing her legs - first one then the other. Gradually I moved up her legs - nearer and nearer to her cunt.

'I'm gonna fuck this girl,' I thought as my tongue reached within an inch of her cunt, 'and she's my daughter.'

But there was no way that I could back out - she wasn't "my daughter" right now - she was a woman who needed my cock - which was now VERY stiff - and that was what she was about to get.

i****t - so what?

She was female and I was male and we were about to come together.

Sandy started to moan and move her hips.

"Daddy, come on - I've been waiting all night. For fuck's sake put your cock in me," she panted.

"Wait," I breathed.

I was still well down the bed and now I moved my mouth up a bit and directly onto her sexy little cunt. I grasped her - quite prominent - clitoris in my lips and began to suck and chew on it. Sandy let out a howl of pleasure as I began to massage it between my lips and my tongue.

"Ooooh Dad - that's super! Just there!" she yelled, "Yeah - more! More! Ooooooh yeah! Oh wow - I'm cumming! I'm cumming!"

Her hips bucked and thrashed around and I had a hard job to keep in position.

"Wow Dad - that was great! Ooooh - I LOVED that!" my daughter groaned.

I moved my mouth from her cunt.

"Oooh Darling girl," I sighed, "you were quick!"

"I just had to cum, I was so worked up. I just needed you to touch me and I knew I'd be away," she said as I moved gently upwards towards her, "I still need your cock though. You're going to fill me tonight - even if it does take all night."

"I'll do my best" I said, my rigid cock rubbing against the mattress as I moved higher up the bed, "I want to enjoy your breasts first, please."

Sandy was all sex - from her head to her toes - her breasts were a bonus for a tit-lover like me.

"Dad - suck my tits - please, but then FUCK me - I NEED your cock in me!"

Her breasts were big, tight and utterly aroused. Her nipples stood out so proudly and simply needed someone to pleasure them. I took the job on once more. I sank my willing mouth over her right breast and absorbed the sexiness of the stiff nipple. She sucked in a deep breath as I made contact and I could feel her body begin to pulse as I stimulated her breast. I put my hand over her left breast and started to tweak her nipple while massaging her breast too. Sandy was now starting to pant.

"Ooooh Dad - Oh no - I'm cumming again!" she groaned, "I can feel it! Oh Dad - keep sucking my tit - I love it! Feel my cunt - it's soaking! Don't stop, for Christ sake!"

I kept sucking as I put my hand on her cunt - she was simply flooding - I had a job to find the right spot. But before long I found her clitoris and I started to massage it - that's all she needed! She exploded!

A massive orgasm erupted through her - her hips thrashed around - her arms did the same and I could feel her cunt pulsating beneath my fingers even though I wasn't inside her body. Slowly she subsided into a passive and languid condition - her breathing, while still deep, became more controlled. She had her eyes shut in ecstasy and didn't say anything - words weren't needed anyway.

For fuck's sake - she was one horny bitch! And yet she was my daughter, for Christ's sake. But my very hard cock was telling me that she was simply a female on heat - my cock didn't really have any option. I moved up her body until we were lying tidily together. I kissed her lips and received a warm and sexy kiss in return as we shared her juices and flavours. I felt my cock twitch and throb as I moved up her thighs to rest my penis on her pubic mound.

A small movement downwards and I was in place at long last, my knob now bathed in her liquid lubrication. I rubbed the head of my cock between her sexy hot wet lips to moisten it - although my own pre-cum fluids were more than enough to ease my passage.

"Sandy - do you want me?" I asked knowing full well what the answer would be.

"Yes Daddy - now" she said simply.

"Alright lover - here it comes," I said as I adjusted my cock until it fitted snugly between her sexy, slippery lips.

I pushed, feeling the gentle grip of her flesh around me. I pushed a littler more firmly, feeling my totally rigid cock almost flowing into her, smoothly, slowly, seductively he slid; deep into her welcoming cunt. It was like all the most wonderful feelings in the world rolled into one.

"Ooooh Baby," I groaned with delight, "Ooooh honey - that's lovely - you're so tight! You're wonderful."

Slowly and gently I eased my cock back out until it was only just inside her, then equally slowly I pushed very slowly back inside - deep inside again.

Sandy let out a long slow sigh as I penetrated her again.

"Ooh Dad - I've waited so long" she said. "I've dreamed of making love with you for all my life and now it's happening! Oh dad - thank you, thank you."

"No sweetheart, I should be thanking you," I said between nibbly kisses between us, "Not many old blokes get to enjoy the pleasures of someone as lovely as you."

She giggled and squirmed beneath me as I slowly massaged her cunt with my cock.

And I'll tell you what - making love to a girl half your age does wonders for your esteem and stamina! My cock, despite all it had been through tonight was still as hard as stone and felt willing to pump for many a long hour. However, I knew that there were limits to my endurance and that I'd better start fucking her before I ran out of steam...

Gently I started to pick up some speed - thrusting my cock more quickly into her slippery and now sloppy cunt. It was something of a paradox that she was still really good and tight inside and yet there was no friction - she was so wet now that I needed more action to bring about my climax. I picked up the pace some more - Sandy was now thrusting back at me as she became more worked-up. I could feel the end of my penis bumping against her cervix as I plunged into her, bringing forth moans from her and bringing me closer and closer to my orgasm.

Our abdomens were now slapping together with the force of our rutting; the bed was rocking and creaking - the very room seemed to be swaying.

We were both beginning to pant now and sweat was beading on my brow and across her breasts. I upped the pace still more and Sandy's hips kept in time with me; her eyes bright before my face; her arms wrapped around my shoulders. One or both of us was going to cum pretty soon.

Sandy beat me to it - suddenly I felt her body tighten and begin to shudder. Her hot cunt gripped my cock like a vice and she went rigid. Then she let out howls of pleasure.

"Oooooooooooooh! Oooooooooooooh! Aaaaahhhh! I'm cumming! Ooooh! Yeah! Oh Dad, daddy - I'm cumming! Yes! Yes! Ooooooooooh!"

Her legs and arms wrapped around me and I could feel my own orgasm starting to erupt.

'Think of something boring - quick!' I thought to myself for the second time tonight and it must have worked because I was still there and going strong as she came down from the very first orgasm that she'd had on her dad's cock.

"Oh Dad, that was super," she said, smiling broadly, sweat glistening on her face and lips, "it's your turn now. Come on Dad, fill me with your sperm - I want you to cum now."

My still rigid cock heard the message and throbbed inside her.

'Ok - time for action,' I thought, 'come on fella - do me proud.'

Still buried deep inside my daughter's hot wet throbbing tight cunt, I started to move again. There was a kind of sucking noise as I pulled my cock from inside her grasping vagina until all nine inches of slimy penis were poised over her pussy. I rubbed the tip over her clitoris making her hips bounce as I hit the sexy bits - then I pushed back inside.

Now was the time for what might be known as a "really good fuck" and I got to work. Some deep thrusts, followed by some shallow ones; some quick jerks - then slow, deep penetration, followed by a complete removal of my cock - and then another full thrust until I was buried again. Leave it there and make my cock twitch. Then start again and repeat, well, more or less - until Sandy suddenly cried out as another orgasm tore her apart. And somehow I just wanted to keep on giving her orgasms - she looked so wanton and erotic as she writhed beneath me - what a fantastic fuck she was!

But due to the arousal that her wild body was producing, I didn't have much chance of holding out much longer.

"Sandy darling, are you ready? I want to cum soon," I told her.

"Yes Dad - do it. Cum when you're ready; cum in me, fill me up," she panted, "I'll cum with you; I know I will."

I speared her yet again - and again. My cock knew it was time for the big finish and I could feel him becoming tense and eager to unload. I continued to stab deep into her welcoming cunt - she was writhing under me - I was having trouble keeping up my actions - I was starting to lose control...

And it was working - her body was starting to twitch once more and I knew that she was about to cum. 'Cum on, big boy - now's the time,' I said to myself 'let it all go!'

I kept pumping into her - sweat was pouring from every pore in our bodies - her cunt was lubricating like mad - all our limbs were almost out of control - steam must have been rising from us. Then we both got there!

I don't say a lot when I cum but Sandy made up for me.

"OOOOO!" she screamed, "Ooooohhh! Yeeeaaahhh! Wowwww! Oh, Dad - yes - now - please - fill me! Pleeeeaaassseee! Now!!"

A few more rapid thrusts and then...

"I'm there baby," I grunted, sounding a lot more in control than she did; my body suddenly rigid. "I'm cumming in a mo. Here it is! Oh yes! Oh Darling! Oooh - sweetheart - it's all for you!"

My balls pumped what felt like an enormous quantity of spunk deep into her sucking welcoming pussy - right up against her cervix. What felt like two big squirts, then three - then four!

'Where did it all come from?' I wondered. 'I didn't know I'd got that much left!'

I could virtually feel her cunt sucking the spunk from my cock - hoovering it up as it erupted. Oh wow - this is what sex should feel like every time! I collapsed on top of her while Sandy continued to emit contented sighs and groans as she descended from her latest orgasm and finally it was more or less all over.

My deflated cock slowly but finally slid from inside her lovely cunt - followed by a flow of our combined fluids - but I was too fucked to be able to do what I should have done - go down and lick it all up. We lay together for a while and then I rolled and moved beside her so that we lay arm in arm.

"Darling - that was wonderful," I said, "That was the best fuck I've had in years."

"Dad - it was the best fuck that I've EVER had. My boyfriends are wankers compared to you," said Sandy as she lifted her head from the pillow to look down on me.

"Dad - can we do it again soon? Please?"

"Not tonight," I said, laughing, "You've no hope. But, yes, darling - we'll make love again and again. My wife doesn't mind so long as I keep her happy as well - she knows how we feel about each other and she accepts the situation. But I won't neglect her so you'll have to share."

Sandy squeezed me tightly.

"Dad - I've been with men and women - I'm very open about sex so I don't mind sharing," she said quietly, "Can we have a threesome - please? That way we can both share you and perhaps your wife and I can get a lot closer too."

'Fuckin' hell' I thought - what more could a man want!

PS

I'm not going into details now but within a few months Sandy moved in with us. She's a brilliant businesswoman and soon established her own business locally; it only took a few months for her to become settled in and making a good profit.

Here at home, my wife and I love her company and there are very few nights when I'm not having sex with one or other of them. And more often than not, it's all of us in the same bed! We don't need anyone else - not while my cock can get hard - and with two hot horny pussies to look after, why shouldn't it!!

And as of this month, Sandy's begun thinking of getting pregnant. Even my wife is feeling broody!!

Guess who's going to be really busy!


ps

i did not wright this story all credit go's to Chris7sw