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I rested my hand on the back of her head, “I love you too Kaitlyn.”

She lifted her head and kissed me on the cheek, “Daddy, would you kiss me?”

I scanned her pretty schoolgirl face and replied “You should never have to ask that question, I’m always ready to kiss you sweetheart” then pecked her on the forehead.

The next words came on a light breath across my cheek, “No, not there, really kiss me.”

I pulled my head back and looked at my fifteen-year-old daughter, “What?”

“Kiss me like you kiss mom” she said so softly I almost missed the words.

“Kaitlyn ----”

“Dad, I never kissed a boy, I want to know what it feels like to mouth kiss.”

I felt compelled to remind her, “I’m not a boy, I’m your father.”

“Yeah, that makes it okay, we can kiss and you don’t have to be afraid that me and a boy are doing something.”

“Doing something?”

My girl blushed, “You know, something.”

I balked even more, I felt uneasy with her lying in my arms asking me to kiss her. She felt the hesitation, “Please?” In my entire life I’d never had fifteen-year-old girl ask me to ‘please’ kiss her. I bent slightly then brushed my lips on hers. Kaitlyn’s eyes were wide open and when I pulled back, she smiled excitedly, “How was it?”

“It was sweet. You have sweet soft lips.” She smiled even wider then raised up and planted a full lip lock on me, her move surprised me but I didn’t stop her. With my hand on her head I held her against my lips for maybe three seconds then let her go. She pulled away, her eyes were sparkling, “That was nice.” The ferry was nearing the dock so she moved back to her side of the car content. After we started moving my daughter rested on the reclined seat with her eyes closed but captured my right hand and held it for the few minutes it took to drive from the ferry dock to our house.

A month passed and I shrugged off the intimate episode in the car as a moment of curiosity for a growing girl. I wondered if she had used me to break the shyness of kissing someone and was now planting her lips on some skinny, drooling, pimple faced kid with curious hands. I hinted in a conversation with Maggie, Kaitlyn’s mother, that she might want to talk facts of life with the budding young woman. My wife assured me that they had already had a series of conversations about boys, sex and caution. She told me our daughter was informed enough to say she would wait until she was married before having sex. “A great ambition,” I replied, “but we both know how that could go to hell in a hot moment.”

I was lazing in bed on a Saturday morning, my wife had risen earlier to ready herself for a day of holiday shopping. She came in around 9, wished me a good day then left to visit her sister on the mainland. A few minutes later Kaitlyn stepped into the bedroom and asked “Are you awake?”

I cocked an eye on her, “Yeah, what do you want?”

My daughter crawled up over the end of the bed then flopped to her side next to me, “I want to talk.” I looked at her from disheveled morning hair, over her face and down her adolescent curves under a cotton night shift. My daughter was beginning to look like her mother, and not just in the face.

Her lying on the bed next to me wasn’t anything new, she’d done that ever since she could toddle from her room to ours, “About what?”

“Remember when we kissed in the car?”

“Of course, I said you had sweet lips.”

“I want do to that again. Kiss again like that.”

Her words grabbed my full attention, what she said was beyond my idea of causal chat. What she wanted was a step of intimacy that I wasn’t prepared to take. Not with my daughter, on my bed, in our sleep wear. “Kait, why don't you go get dressed while I get up.”

She lifted her head from her mother’s pillow, her large green eyes locked on mine, “Daddy I won’t leave until we kiss, I liked what we did and want to do it again. I have to learn with somebody and I don’t have a boyfriend so,” she brightened the room with a big enthusiastic grin, “I choose you!”

I put a hand on the smooth skin of her cheek, “You are fifteen, you are my daughter; I should not be the one to be teaching you how to kiss or anything else intimate for that matter. Now go get dressed, I have to pee.”

My girl looked at me solemnly for a few moments then said as if it made a difference, “I’m almost sixteen.” Then just as she did in the car she asked “Please?”

My hand was still caressing her face so I cupped her chin in my fingers and pulled her close. Her eyes were open when our lips touched but they fluttered shut when I pressed firmly against her mouth with mine. My intent was to give her a quick smooch but she put a hand on my shoulder and held herself against me then her mouth slid over mine gently as she twisted her head. I hung on to the kiss long enough to enjoy it. When I pulled back, she opened her eyes, smiled wide and gushed “Oh, wow, that was nice” then threw her arm over me and drew tight to me, her small breasts were flattened against my chest, her body molded against mine. I felt a rush of relief that there were blankets between us.

“Kait you really have to go now.”

In spite of a scream of protests in my head, I didn’t resist when she put a hand on my neck pulled me closer then gave me another kiss. Her mouth opened wider so I caught the full impact of her soft warm lips as she canted her head, pressing them to mine. She released me then asked “Are you going to ride today?”

There are several bicycle trails on the island and we rode them regularly, it was good exercise and kept me and my wife trim and fit, Kaitlyn often rode with us, “I’d planned on it, want to go?”

She chirped a happy laugh, “I’ll get ready.”

Through my morning coffee and waffle breakfast I could feel and taste my daughter’s kiss. It was an unsettling but pleasant feeling. The unsettling part was that I enjoyed the feeling and couldn’t get it off my lips. I watched her as she moved about the kitchen, not with the eyes of a parent, but with the eyes of a male on a provocative female. She was wearing her bicycle gear which was a skin tight polyester pants and shirt combo. The shiny black material had red piping down the sides of both the shirt and mid-thigh pants. The stripes followed the contour of her profile highlighting the emerging curves of her body. In the past year or so she had grown several inches taller, too fast to have a softly rounded shape, she held some youthful sharpness in her hips and shoulders. She wasn’t skinny but her thighs were slender so she had a noticeable gap at the junction of her legs. Every time she turned from me my eyes magnetized to her ass and the space between her thighs. I felt perverted as hell, but compensated by trying to convince myself I was a concerned father judging the effects my daughter would have on boys steeped in testosterone.

We rode for close to two hours at a leisurely pace stopping once in a while to enjoy the island scenery and catch a breath. She took the lead on the trails so I spent much of my time watching her butt and hips rock on the bicycle seat as her legs pumped the pedals. I felt sinfully slimy but she was much more interesting scenery than the forest and water. By the time we got back to the house it was hot and both of us had worked up a good sweat so we headed to the showers; her to the main bathroom, I had a bath adjoining my bedroom.

Just as I pulled off my shirt Kait charged into the room, “Help me, I can’t get a good grip on my top, it’s too tight and sweaty.” She turned her back to me and waited for me to pull her top off. I grabbed the hem of the tight shirt and pulled it up over her shoulders and extended arms. When it was free, she turned to face me, took the shirt then put her right hand on my chest. Her eyes lingered on mine me for a second while her fingertips tugged lightly on my chest hair then she treated me to another quick lip to lip kiss, “Thanks dad.” I couldn’t help but think she was flirting with me before putting her lips to mine; was that something else she was learning to do?

She stepped back and my eyes locked on her breasts which were covered by a thin black sports bra with a white Nike swoosh across her breasts, the logo ‘Just do it’ was emblazoned under the emblem. My gaze rested on the slight nipple bumps in the fabric until Kait turned and headed for the door. As she moved away, she hooked her thumbs under the waist band the bicycle pants and rolled them a couple of inches down to reveal the black elastic band of her underwear, also decorated with a line of small Nike swooshes. The top of her briefs arrested my attention until she left my sight. I got the impression she left that way on purpose, giving me a glimpse of the hourglass form of her lower back, to lure me into thinking exactly what I was thinking; Kaitlyn was quickly becoming a woman. As I stood in the shower the spots where her fingers touched me felt warm and I could only think of my daughter standing nude in her own shower, ‘Just do It’ kept running in my head. I was ashamed of the semi-hard state of my cock when I finally stepped out to dry off. I questioned myself, was this a phase all fathers experienced when their daughters grew through puberty?

She left to spend the afternoon with friends which gave me time to chastise myself for the unwholesome thoughts I was having about her. As the hours passed, I calmed my thoughts and became her father again. About five that afternoon Maggie called, “Hey, why don’t you and Kait walk on to the ferry and meet us at the Wharf Diner. We can eat, then you two can go back home, I’m going to stay tonight with Clarice, we have more stores we want to explore.”

“Alright but you call your daughter, that way she will know it’s you, not me, messing up her evening with her friends.”

“You’re a coward but I still love you.”

She was supercharged with little girl gusto when she dashed into the house, “I have to change before we go!” Fifteen minutes later Kait came from her room wearing light makeup, a sun yellow summer dress, small hoop earrings, rhinestone sandals and a dazzling smile, “Can we take the car to the dock? I don’t want to bike it today.”

The dress hung from her hips to about four inches above her knees. The length of the bare legs from the skirt hem to the floor made her look taller than 5’8. As I checked her long slender legs (think Taylor Swift), my imagination again wandered to places a father’s shouldn’t. A wide swath of bare skin revealed by the open neck of the bright yellow cotton showed me she wasn't wearing a bra. She had made up with liner, mascara and lip gloss, her long light brown hair was pulled back to a pony tail that swished across her lower back as she moved. For the first time in my life the words sexy and daughter combined to form a single thought. Unbidden, the question arose in my mind, ‘If this is what she looks like at fifteen, what the hell will she look like at eighteen?’ I was tempted to tell her to change into something less revealing, but that impulse was overruled by a reaction that was completely non-fatherly. My daughter appealed to the beast within and he silenced any objection to how she looked.

Dinner with my wife, daughter and sister-in-law was a two-hour exercise in quiet enjoyment. I didn't have to say much more than hello and order dinner. The three chirped and chatted the entire time, my only contribution was to pick up the tab. I sat back and relived the eighteen years I’d known Maggie and considered myself rich to have met and married her. We said our goodbyes then Kait and I left for the half hour boat ride. Sitting on the passenger deck of the ferry Kaitlyn said “Let’s go outside, I don’t get to take this trip in the dark much and I like looking at the lights at night.”

We stood at the back rail of the upper deck and watched the city shrink in the dark. The wind from the speed of the boat chilled my girl who was wearing no more than the short dress. I saw her shiver and she said “I have goosebumps!” then threw an arm around my waist and clutched to me for warmth. I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her closer. As we stood in the rising moon with her head on my shoulder the bonds of our relationship started to unravel. A sexy young female clung to me and my long line of male ancestors were taking notice. Back in the car she quietly held my hand on the drive home, just as she did a month earlier.

I sent her to bed with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. She had been as playful and daring as a kitten all day and I had the distinct impression I could have given her another mouth to mouth buss, but I was too wary of the feelings stirring in my nuts. I needed to put some space and a couple of walls between us. My daughter and I had spent many nights alone in the house, but that night was the first I’d ever had any thought but parental for her. I was stressing over what was playing out in my mind.

I woke up disorientated.

The moon’s silver glow shown through the bedroom window and I was on my side facing Kaitlyn who was on her back next to me, my hand rested on her stomach, her hand covered mine. It took me several seconds to realize who was beside me, that it was very late night or very early morning, but regardless, my daughter should have been in her own bed. I could feel her body shaking under my touch, her breath rapid and warm across my face. Kaitlyn pushed my hand down her midriff until my fingers were over her crotch. She moved her legs apart then held still when I almost involuntarily started caressing the hot damp cloth over the form of her pussy. She shivered, flexed, and gasped lightly as I massaged her. She nudged closer until her hip crushed against my rapidly swelling cock.

When I realized who was in bed with me, my first impulse was fright and to send her back to her own room. The thought rose, but as the words formed, I stalled. Maybe it was curiosity, maybe something else, but before I chased her away, I would find out how much she had developed from girl to teen. I eased my hand into her underwear and began to stroke her warm wet sex. When she didn’t object to the intimate intrusion, I felt emboldened; the feel of my fingers sliding through soft silky pubic hair created a chaos of thudding in my chest. I pushed my long finger over the puffy lips of her vagina; her stomach and hips started to undulate as I rubbed her. Shards of moonlight caressed her face so I saw when she opened her mouth for more air, I could hear her heart booming in her throat, her legs moved even wider apart. I kept pressure on her tender young sex, moving my finger until it was sliding up and down over her clit. She must have been teetering on the edge because just moments after I stroked her, she grunted softly, grabbed a fist full of blanket then convulsed and started shaking while huffing gulps of air. I had given Kaitlyn an orgasm and at that moment I accepted my daughter was more woman than girl. When she quieted, she rolled to her side facing me, moved a hand to my stomach then pushed her fingers under the elastic of my undershorts and gripped my erection, softly exploring. Her entire body was in motion, restless, flowing with lust against the full length of mine. She bent her leg at the knee and laid it over my thigh, her warm smooth skin caressed mine as she fondled my prick.

Her hand on me was the death blow to my morality and fortified my libido, all thoughts to send her away vaporized. She let go when I twisted around and pulled the sides of her underwear to take them off. Kaitlyn lifted her butt to let them move down her legs, when they were around her ankles, she kicked free. She raised up and I knew instinctively she wanted me to pull off her night shift. In moments my daughter was naked, the heat radiating from her was almost smothering. She pulled on my shirt then tugged it off. Her hands rushed under the blanket to my shorts and pushed them down, compelling me in silence to strip. As soon as there was nothing between us, she rolled to her other side, putting her back to me. I spooned against her supple warm body and she lifted her top leg to rest it over mine. My erection found its place between her open legs, pressed against her virgin slit. When I reached over her and put a hand on her developing breast, I got a soft sigh and a bump of her ass against my groin as my reward. She rolled her hips, her whole body vibrated as her tender pussy slipped on my hard cock, deliciously inviting me to even more intimacy. I moved my hand to cover her crack then probed into her with my middle finger. Kait gasped then rocked her pelvis against my hand, seeking more penetration, she was flowing fluids so I found no resistance. I pushed in to my second knuckle; she grabbed my wrist and held my arm in place. She began to whimper as she experienced her first finger fuck while tugging on my hard-on with a hand behind her.

I fingered the girl for a couple of minutes but my balls were building tension so I pulled my hand from between her legs and shifted around until the head of my cock was in the right place. She reached between her legs, gripped my erection and rubbed it on her body preparing to receive me. I pressed against her gently but she wasn't being hesitant or wary about losing her virginity. My girl held me while I pushed through her fist and into the small opening which stretched to accept the thick hard muscle. I felt the tightness, the resistance, but she and I were both slick with lubrication and driven by instinct so I pushed deeper. She had to move her hand and when she did, I thrust up and in until my groin slapped against her firm round ass. Kaitlyn stiffened with pain but it was momentary, in a few seconds the hurt began to fade and she puffed quietly over her shoulder “It’s better now.” Those were the first words either of us said since she came to my bed. I grabbed my daughter by the hip and started fucking her. She was virgin no more.

We were locked into a pure, natural, spontaneous act. What we were doing and experiencing was driven by the same urges and needs that compelled our ancient ancestors to mate. Our minds, our laws, our morals, were rendered void by eons of male and female instinct. Even though Kaitlyn was just fifteen, she was reacting to me with wild primal need, she was taking from me as much as I was taking from her. She reached between her legs and started rubbing my cock while I thrust in and out. I was so into the feeling of her tight hot body that it took only those light caresses on the shaft to spring the tension, I began gushing, squeezing long surges of cum into my innocent young girl. She arched her back rubbing her ass on my groin while she lost her innocence in her mother’s bed.

She rolled over to face me when I pulled out. She was panting for air when she put her arm around my neck and hugged me. She was still turned on; her body was rolling in waves against mine. Kaitlyn found my face with her hand in the dark and pulled me close, “Make out with me daddy.”

With the pressure off my balls, my hormone levels at low ebb, I pushed away from my daughter, “Kaitlyn, what the hell are you doing here!? We can’t do this, it isn’t right, this so fucking wrong on every level of decent and good!”

She looked at me, “Daddy, I want this, I want to do what mom does with you. My insides get all mixed up and I feel fluttery and warm when I think of this, don’t send me away.”

The blanket was a rumple at our feet, her nakedness radiated like a beacon in the night. I paused to take a calming breath, to look into her wide green eyes, “Kait this isn’t right sweetheart, you know that don’t you?”

She ignored my concern, “I hurt a little bit.” She dipped a hand between her legs and drew back fingers coated with pink semen; my cum mixed with her lost chastity. She cast a glance at me as she got off the bed, “I’ll be right back, don’t go to sleep.” The last fucking thing on my mind just then was sleep.

She came out of the bathroom in a rush of little girl happy, bounced on the bed then greeted me with a large smile and a wet kiss, “I love you dad!”

“Kait,” I paused, I needed to send her to her own room but wasn’t sure how to say it. “Kait, you can’t be here, we can’t do this, you are my daughter for god’s sake, and you're years too young for sex with anyone. Go back to your bed sweetheart, we have to forget this ever happened.”

My daughter ignored my pleas by flipping over and turning on the nightstand light. She sat up beside me, her fresh firm breasts drew my gaze while she smiled down on me. She reached for my semi-flaccid prick and began to caress it with her finger tips, “I don’t want to go back to my bed, I want to stay here so you can teach me about kissing and fucking” she stated with total sincerity.

Again, she shocked me, the girl never used foul language around her mother or me but hearing her say ‘fucking’ made me realize that math and history weren’t the only things she was learning in school. I was self-conscience as hell with her fingers on my cock and tried once more to send her away, “Kait ---, Kaitlyn, we can’t.”

She lay at my side put her nose just behind my ear and offered softly, “Yes we can dad. With the light on, I want to see you do it with me.” She was still fondling my prick which was firming up again in spite of what I was thinking. I turned my face and our lips bonded; I was a goner. When she made her offer, when her mouth covered mine, all thoughts of impropriety were again banished. I wrapped Kaitlyn up in my arms and started seducing her as if she were Maggie on the night I got tired of being polite.

My hands were all over her body then I bent to taste the nipples on her breasts. When I teased the first with my lips Kait convulsed and gasped “Uh!” She put a hand in my hair and pressed me closer to her while I kissed and suckled the firm standing nipples. My right hand migrated to her knee then I stroked up her thigh until I held her pussy. Kait was panting soft sounds of pleasure her hips rolling in sync with the hand caressing her sex. “OH – Daddy!” she yelped then her body went stiff, her legs began to vibrate and she groaned out a long breath of ecstasy.

She was on her back, gulping air, staring wide eyed at me when I rolled over her. She spread her legs to give me space, “Watch me baby, watch me put my erection in you. Watch while we fuck Kaitlyn.” She licked her lips to moisten them then shifted her head until her eyes were locked on the cock poised to penetrate her. I pressed the head into the split between her thighs, she pulled her knees up then laid them wide to each side. I pushed into her until my balls rested on the soft cushions of her body. She moved her eyes to mine, put her hands around my neck and asked “Am I like mom, do you like me like her?” She looked wary, wondering if I wouldn’t like screwing her.

I bent down, kissed her, and answered “You don’t need to be like mom, you don’t have to be her for me. I want you to be Kaitlyn, not Maggie.” I began to plunge and pull, in and out of my daughter slowly, I was sure she was still sore from the first fuck so I didn’t want to hurt her by being rough or in a hurry.

Her body softened, creases of worry and pain eased from her face to be replaced by a growing awareness of what we were doing felt good. She moved her eyes from mine to watch me screw her and said “Tell me when you get done, I want to know; will I feel it when you squirt in me?” She put her hands on my waist and started pulling on me when I stroked in, she was helping me fuck her.

When my wife and I have sex, we can entertain each other for close to an hour before a final mutual climax, but with a cute, taboo, 9th grade girl under me gazing up while I screwed her, my endurance shortened to about six or seven minutes. My cock clenched in a futile effort to hold back the forces in my balls so I pushed up on straight arms and warned her, “Watch now Kait.” I pulled out so the head of my cock hovered over her tummy then the first convulsion laid a line of semen from pubic hair to breast, I pushed back in about half way then stayed motionless. Kait watched my erection jerk each time it shot a surge. When I pulled out again, she threw her arms around my neck and pulled me flat on her, “Oh wow, that was amazing! I love it!”

The alarms and fear I’d felt the first time I screwed her didn’t return when I was done pumping the second load of nut juice into her. I rolled to my back and pulled her over so she was cuddled against me, my arm around her back. I caressed the smooth skin of her ass and asked her, “Do you want to stay, you don’t have to go back to your room?” It wasn’t because I wanted to fuck her again that she could stay, it was because I'd never in my life felt a stronger bond with my child.

“I want to but I don’t think I can do that again, I'm kind of sore.”

“Just stay here and be my daughter, I love you Kaitlyn.”

She reached over, turned off the light then snuggled close, “I love you too daddy.”

A pastel sunrise filtered through the leaves of the big maple outside my window when I woke that morning. Kaitlyn was lying on her side away from me cradling her mother’s pillow like a plush toy. I felt a momentary surge of angst when I looked at my daughter’s nude form, but that quickly faded to a father’s love. A rush of warmth enveloped me and I again felt the strength of the bond I'd experienced a few hours earlier. She was my child and nothing in my life could be better.

I reached over and began to stroke her from shoulders over the round cheeks of her butt and down her thighs. She stirred, straightened her legs then rolled to her back and stretched the sleep from her muscles. Sleepy eyes flickered open, “Hi dad.” She didn’t seem troubled to wake up naked in her father’s bed so I felt reassured that what we had done was something she was still okay with.

“Morning girl, why don’t we get up and I'll take you to Mitzi's for breakfast.”

Kaitlyn studied me for a few seconds, smiled and replied “Yeah, I'm really hungry.” I didn’t doubt that; she’d used a lot of energy fucking me just hours earlier.

“Come on, let’s take a shower.”

“Together?”

“It will be fun.” That got me another happy girl smile as she bounced off the bed.

The warm water flowed from her shoulders over her small breasts then coursed down her stomach to between her legs where it cascaded to the floor of the stall. While I was wiping her back with a soaped sponge my cock began to revive, it rose far enough to press against her leg as I washed her. Kaitlyn looked at what had touched her then up to my eyes, hers were full of permission. She was ready to fuck but taking a shower with a woman can be a slow erotic event and I wanted to introduce my girl to some slow erotic sex.

I pulled her into a full body hug and as my hands went to hold her ass, she slid a hand between us and began to pull on my erection. She and I felt each other up as our lips met again. Kaitlyn was pumping my cock slowly when she extended two fingers to my balls so she was caressing my nuts as she moved her hand. I stroked the crack of her butt then reached over her ass, sliding my fingers through the warm swollen lips of her sex. She began to roll her hips against the pressure between her legs when I introduced her to the tip of my tongue to her mouth. Kait moaned softly then pulled away, she looked into my eyes, “Can we do it here?”

“Not yet baby, wait for it.” I slid down the shower wall to my butt on the floor between her legs, licked her from ass to pubic curls then put my mouth to work on her vagina. I French kissed the lips of her pussy which sent a muscle spasm through her; she moaned loud enough I could hear her over the water cascading onto my head. Kait leaned back on the wall and spread her legs wide, allowing me, urging me, to excite her with my tongue. I set about to do just that, I licked and probed, tasting the sweet nectar from her body. I formed a seal over her clit and lifted it out of its soft home and sucked it between my lips. While I was consuming the delights of her sex, I put my hands on her ass, spread the cheeks then slipped the tip of a middle finger into her butt. Her hips jerked and her sphincter tensed but it was momentary; as I tickled her anus, I felt the tension ease. She was caught between my hands and mouth and I was determined to give her an orgasm before I took her back to bed.

Her skin was wet and slippery, her hips were rolling as she gasped, she was hard to hold on to. She sucked in air making a sharp “UH” sound each time my tongue teased her clit. When she released her breath, it came out as a hiss. I could hear “UH-sssss; UH-sssss; UH-sssss;” above the sound of running water. Then it changed. Her ass clenched on my finger, her thighs began to tremble and the –ssss turned into a long low groan as the tremors built to a full-blown climax. She crushed her body against my mouth, grabbed my hair and pressed my face tight to her. I shoved my finger in as far as it would go up her butt then sucked on her until she couldn’t stand. Her knees gave out and she folded into a heap beside me on the floor of the shower. I reached up and turned the water off then lifted Kaitlyn in my arms and carried her back to bed. I laid her on her stomach then pulled her legs apart by her ankles. The drops of water on her skin sparkled in the morning sun, my daughter looked as if she had a thousand jewels sprinkled across her back. I mounted over her ass then fucked Kaitlyn as if she were a sexy new girlfriend.

The excitement of screwing my daughter kept me going for twenty minutes, my stamina was returning. Even though she obviously enjoyed what was happening to her she was totally acquiescent, letting me turn or position her any way I wanted. I screwed her from over her back, spooned against her, and between her legs as she looked up at me. The girl was whimpering and convulsing with a series of orgasms as I fucked her. It was when she was lying on my stomach that my endurance ended and I emptied my balls into her again.

We couldn’t do anything but gasp for air, she was lying on me her chest rising and falling rapidly as we gradually came off our sensual high. She lifted her head then kissed my chest, she looked up at me then asked tentatively, “Daddy, am I going to have a baby now?”

The question startled me. I’d fucked her three times and I knew I didn't have to take precautions, but it didn't register that she might think about getting pregnant. Her eyes softened as I reassured her, “No Sweetheart, you don’t have to worry about that. When you were little, I got very sick and almost died, then after I got out of the hospital, the doctors told me I couldn’t make babies anymore. Something happened to my testicles and now I’m sterile, that’s why you never got a brother, I can’t make any woman pregnant.”

She rested her head on my chest and sighed “I’m glad.”

“Glad you don't have a brother?”

“No, glad we can do this and not be scared.”

I pushed her off me, “You don’t have to worry about a baby if we do this, but if you let a boy fuck you then you need to be careful.”

She answered with total sincerity, “I’m not going to do it with anybody else. Not until I get married.”

That was the same vow she made her mother but I had twenty years more experience than she, “That’s a nice thought but one day some boy will come along and you will fall in love and let him do anything he wants, because you will want to also. That’s how nature is girl, you just have to be careful. I can teach you how to be safe with condoms and different ways of letting a man cum.”

“Like a blow job?”

Once again, I was stunned, “Holy shit girl, what the hell do you learn in school?”

Kaitlyn grinned marginally, “I don’t learn anything like that, but I hear a lot.” She changed topics, “Daddy, do you still love mom?”

“Huh? Of course I do, why would you ask that?”

“Because of what we did, I don’t want you to fall out of love with her.”

I pulled her to me, hugged her tight and reassured my daughter, “Kaitlyn, I love your mother more than life, I love you just as much but there are different types of love. She and I are partners, soul mates, bonded by a natural attraction and love. You and I are father and daughter and that relationship is as strong as the one your mother and I share. There is room enough for both of you in my heart, you will never take her place, she will never take yours.”

Kait looked at me with warm, satisfied eyes, “But we probably shouldn’t tell her what we did, huh?”

I gave her a quick kiss, “No we shouldn't, you’re right about that.” I smacked her ass, “Are you ready for breakfast?”

CHAPTER TWO

For the first few days after the night my daughter seduced me, I was nervous as hell that somehow Kaitlyn or I would give away our secret, somehow her mother would find out that I had fucked her baby three times. But our lives didn’t change, our relationship as daddy and daughter was as normal as it had always been. After a few days of routine family life, I no longer sweated when my wife and girl were in the same room. Kaitlyn turned sixteen shortly after she gave me her virginity; we celebrated her birthday by driving out to a secluded spot on the beach where she had several strong orgasms.

As the summer passed Kait and I had sex five more times but only when her mother was on the mainland. The girl was an avid student of nature, she was willing to let me do anything I wanted. I especially enjoyed performing oral sex on Kait but I hadn't gotten as far as teaching her how to suck a man off. In September she went back to school.

Kaitlyn was on both the school soccer and volleyball teams so her year was filled with sports practice or weekly games against other schools. Since there were only three schools on the island, one for each level, Grade, Middle and High, most of the intramural games were played on the mainland. The school’s volleyball team was expected to romp through the season and emerge with a state trophy. Kait and her best friend Sally were the team co-captains and the two best players. Both had grown taller than their teammates, both had grown more provocative than most other girls in their class. Sally was the step-daughter of my best friend Zachary. She was the product of a carefree high school moment and her biological father fled when he found out Mae was pregnant. Zac married Mae when Sally was two or three so he was the only male parent she knew. Usually when there was a game on the mainland, we would make the trip together, me and Kait with Sally and Zac. While Maggie and Mae were supportive and enthusiastic about their daughters’ sports, they didn’t go to games on the mainland.

“Daddy can we drive over alone this time?” Kait was asking about the trip to the third volleyball game of the season.

“I guess, why?”

“Because I want to go to the North Woods Mall and do some shopping but don't really want to drag Sally and Zac along.” Separate travel arrangements were made, Kait and I left, Maggie stayed on the island. We expected to come home late so my wife kissed me tenderly and told us not to wake her when we came back.

Zac and I cheered on the game, then after victory, the team went for a dinner of burgers and fries. Our friends and teammates said goodbye then left for home while Kait and I headed out to some stores. I had started the car and backed out of the parking slot when Kaitlyn put a hand on my arm, “Dad?”

“Huh, what?”

Her voice was shaking, soft, just above a whisper, “I don’t want to go shopping; can we do something else?”

She looked nervous, almost scared, “What do you have in mind, where do you want to go?”

My daughter took a deep breath, “Can we go somewhere? Alone?” It took me less than a second to understand what she wanted. I don’t know why she would be scared to ask me that, she had propositioned me before, but just then she looked wary, like I would reject her. I didn’t answer, I didn’t question, I didn’t flinch or hesitate; I turned left on the street and headed for an ATM. If I was going to get a room so I could screw my daughter, I needed cash, credit cards left clues. With cash in my pocket, I drove to a motel conveniently close to the ferry dock. She stayed in the car while I got a room then we both tried to stay in the shadows when we left the car in front of room 25. When the door clicked shut Kait stood rigid beside the bed looking at me with nervous eyes, “What’s the matter girl?”

“Are you mad because we didn’t go shopping?” My daughter was thinking I was upset for changing her mind, that she wanted sex, not shopping?

“You planned this didn’t you, this is why you didn’t want Sally and Zac with us tonight? No Kait, I’m not mad. I want to make love to you but I don’t want you to think you have to, or I will force you. I’ve been waiting for you to come to me.”

The worried frown morphed into a marginal smile, “You don’t have to wait anymore.” I stepped close to my daughter, put my arms around her and pulled her into a hug. We stood briefly bonded by arms and love then Kait pulled her head back and kissed me; she came on to me as if I had flipped a switch, with an instant heated passion.

My heart was thumping when I stepped back and I loosened my pants and pulled them down. Her gaze traveled from my tented shorts to my eyes then back down. I dipped into my underwear and pulled it out to show her what I was hiding. I saw her shiver then she reached for me and gripped my erection and began to pull on it. I stepped closer to her reached under her skirt and began to rub her pussy as she pumped my cock. I pulled her panties down until gravity took them to the floor then caressed her body again. She was hot, swollen and ready to fuck so I told her to lie back on the bed. She went to her back with her legs hooked over the edge spread wide for me. I pushed her skirt to her stomach then bent over her and put the head of my straining hard-on against the entrance to her body. She jostled slightly for a comfortable position then opened her thighs even further, the knob at the end of my shaft tickled through her pubic hair then slipped into her hole until the head was fully encased. I stopped moving, I didn’t want to jam into her all the way so I started rolling my hips fucking her with just the tip of my erection. Inch by slow erotic inch, I stroked deeper and deeper into the tight young girl. Her eyes were wide, she wasn’t moving, she looked serious, solemn. She lifted her feet and put them on the bed, her knees high in the air, legs wide apart, shoes pressed into the mattress. She smiled then pulled a deep breath then held it until our pubic bones were pressed together, I was in her as far as nature would allow. I started screwing the sexy school girl, the one I was supposed to be protecting from bastards like me. Her breath flowed through slightly parted lips as a long sigh of satisfaction.

When I leaned over her for a kiss my erection slipped out so I took advantage of the pause and urged Kaitlyn to stand again. I pulled off her clothing; blouse, bra and skirt slowly, erotically while necking and petting with her. When she was nude, she went to the bed and watched me strip my shirt and socks. I joined my daughter on the playground and started to play house with her. She had put on a few more pounds since the first time we fucked, so her ass, thighs and breasts were fuller, softer, rounder and I took my time inspecting the delightful features of my daughter’s body. I inspected kissed and fondled her from ankles to neck. I was lying between her long legs with my head over her groin; I kissed the top of her split then slid two fingers into the wet dilated hole of her pussy. Kaitlyn huffed out a long groan of pleasure while her hips arched off the bed. I plunged my fingers in and out of her while licking her clit. When I put my thumb on her button and pressed it hard, her blood reached boiling, her stomach convulsed, and her legs started vibrating as the orgasm bounced and rebounded through her.

She was turned on before we took our clothes off, but when I made her cum she was demanding to get fucked, “Oh Daddy! Huh, Huuuhhh --- now! Oh my gaud, Now!” I pulled up into position over her, her body was flowing in waves, her back undulating, her groin caressing my cock. I stroked her smooth curves then kissed her sensitive neck while she encircled my thighs with her legs. Kait and I necked and groped and stoked the carnal fires, building our desire even further. Her first climax served as an erotic prelude to fucking and when she felt my long hard cock kissing her entrance, she knew exactly what to do, she reached for it and guided me to where we both wanted it. Kaitlyn and I rocked and rolled all over the bed for another twenty minutes, the entire time the girl was amassing orgasmic energy. She was straddled over my lap, sliding on the thick muscle engulfed by her body while I tweaked and pulled on her nipples. My daughter was staring down into my eyes when she grabbed two hands full of my chest then started panting out another series of sexually charged cries as she got hotter and wetter. She collapsed down on me and bit my neck as she came repeatedly. Caught up in the throes of her own orgasm she was barely aware when I unloaded into her.

I was overheated, sweating, rasping for cool air as we relaxed in the afterglow, but she was still hot and trembling as I moved my hands over her. She jolted slightly when I slipped some fingers between her legs and into the crack of her sex. Her legs eased wider apart when I pressed on the sensitive fold of skin at the top of her slit, teasing her with finger tips coated with the cum flowing from her hole. Kait reached between us and found my relaxed prick then massaged it tenderly as we talked. She eased to her side facing me, looked at me intently, “I bit your neck?”

“Does it show?”

Kaitlyn looked worried, “You have teeth marks, mom will see them.”

“Don’t worry about it baby, she’ll be asleep when we get home and by morning the marks will be gone.”

“I’m sorry daddy, I wasn’t careful, I didn't want to hurt you.”

I rolled to my side and pulled my daughter tight, our bodies meshed and bonded from thighs to breast. I kissed the girl with a soft passion, my tongue danced briefly with hers, “Believe me Kait, it didn’t hurt. Did you enjoy yourself?”

Her tension eased slightly, “Yeah, it was awesome, I feel awesome, this was better than before. Is sex always like that?”

“That depends on who is doing you, sometimes you might regret letting someone have you like this and just want him to get off and go away, but other times you won’t ever want to stop.”

“Like now? I don’t ever want to stop.” She smiled prettily then brushed her lips on mine for a light tender kiss. The kiss turned into necking accompanied by petting. For 30 minutes Kait and I slowly rekindled the embers of desire while talking intimately. We casually built our lust until my fingers in her ignited the embers in her womb that became flames which set her on fire as she convulsed repeatedly. I was on my back while she caught her breath then she rolled over and rested her head on my stomach, holding my erection, studying it closely. She looked up and asked “Should I put it in my mouth daddy?”

Just the question almost overloaded my nuts, I reached down, stroked her face, then with fingers on her neck urged her head over my lap. Kaitlyn’s eyes were locked on my cock when her lips parted and she dipped down and let the head of my erection slip into her mouth. She was hesitant, unsure of what to expect but determined to learn something new. It took only five or six bobs on my cock until her tongue went to work on the shaft of my prick. Sucking on a cock must come naturally to a girl because I saw and felt her tension ease as she experimented. I put a hand over her ass, pressed the end of my thumb against her butt hole, then extended two fingers into her pussy as she learned a new sexual act.

My daughter suckled my erection maybe two minutes then sat up smiling broadly, “Did you like it?” I saw no more nervousness in her eyes, they were sparkling again.

“That’s a question you will never have to ask any guy you give a job to; it may be the best feeling we can have. Sometimes a good blow job can feel better than a hot fuck.”

“When? Tell me.”

“When she sucks him off, lets him cum.”

Kaitlyn paused, took a deep breath, locked her seductive green eyes on mine then asked in a low whisper, “Should I do that?”

“Kait you can do anything you want when you think you are ready; you know I won’t force you. You have to make those decisions on your own.”

She held my hard cock in her fist and frowned at it for maybe three seconds. She bent over again, tickled the hole with the tip of her tongue the started me toward another climax while she sucked and fondled my erection with growing confidence. As with the first night she came to me, my stamina was cut short by the newness and excitement of what we were doing. I warned her, “I’m going to cum Kait, if you don’t stop, I’ll cum in your mouth.” My daughter looked up, smiled around the muscle between her lips and sucked a vacuum on me. Kait may have thought she was ready for the end, but when the first shot slammed from the end of my erection, her eyes flew wide open, her brows arched, surprised. The second surge filled her mouth so she pulled off the fountain in her hand as watched fascinated as I squeezed four more times. Cum gushed from the head of my cock, splashed on her face, across her neck and over her hand. Her tongue poked from between her lips, licked the residue from them then the semen in her mouth slid down her throat. Five months past her sixteenth birthday my daughter was becoming a very erotic sex partner.

She flopped down beside me again contented with learning something new. She didn’t ask how I felt, how she did; words were not necessary. I used a corner of the bed sheet to clean semen off her cheek, slapped her butt hard enough to get her attention then said “We have to go, the last ferry leaves at midnight, we have twenty-five minutes to catch it. We can come back here when we get the chance.”

We cleaned up quickly, dressed, then left the room. I glanced at the bed and saw that house service would have to change the sheets, there were two cum stains to prove what we had done. My nuts stirred lightly and it ran through my mind I could make another spot if we had the time. I was thinking maybe a quickie in the car on the ferry when I heard Kaitlyn gasp loudly and utter “OH NO!”

I looked up and over her shoulder to see what had startled my daughter and looked directly into the eyes of her best friend Sally. Just behind Sally was Zac, he was burning red with instant nervousness. I caught my breath; my head went light and my vision swam out of focus for a few moments. The only thing I could think was “Holy Fuck! Caught!” It was when Kaitlyn stepped back and bumped into me that my mind cleared, “Zac, what the hell are you doing here!?”

He looked at me, at Kait, then back to me, “I assume I’m doing the same thing you are. You’re fucking your daughter?” Both girls were speechless, tense, and staring wide eyed at each other.

I hung my head trying to be invisible but I couldn’t avoid the obvious, “Looks like we both tasted the forbidden fruit tonight Zac.” We stood as a tight group looking at anything but each other, apprehensive and not knowing what to do next.

It was Sally who was level headed enough to break the circle of uncertainty, she regained her composure then spun to her step-father and said “Hey, later, we have to go or we’ll miss the boat.” Nothing more was said as we went to our separate cars. Any thoughts of a quickie on the ferry were buried under an avalanche of dread and terror. For the entire trip home neither my daughter nor I said a fucking word. We were too ashamed to even talk to each other.

CHAPTER THREE

It was irrational, it was illogical, but I was scared as hell Zac or Sally would tell Maggie what her baby and I had done. It was illogical because they were as guilty as me and my girl, Zac was screwing his step-daughter. The longer it dwelled on my mind, the more curious I got. Gradually my nervousness slackened but the image of Zac standing with Sally in front of the motel room didn’t. We avoided each other for a week but with the next game looming I had to call him, “Hey, meet me at the Rotten Log, let’s get a beer.”

We sat face to face in a booth, our fingers wrapped around full mugs. There was no point in delaying what needed to be said so I jumped in, “How long?”

He knew what I was asking, “New Year’s Eve. We all drank too much hot spiced wine; Mae went to bed early and zonked out then Sally started getting flirty and I encouraged her. After about a half hour of hinting and teasing we started wrestling, I pulled her panties off then she laid back on the sofa next to the Christmas tree; I nailed her while the Times Square ball dropped.”

“She was drunk?”

“We were both drunk. You and Kait?”

“Memorial Day. Maggie was staying the night with her sister on the mainland. Kait had been in a frisky mood all day then came to bed with me after I was asleep. She was smoldering hot and asking for it when I woke up, so instead of chasing her back to her room, I fucked her.”

Zac looked at me bemused, “A good year for holidays. Sally has a boyfriend so I’m 100% sure she wasn’t virgin, was Kait?”

“Yeah, she was, but she still came on to me like a new bride. Now what?”

“Now we all know our deep dark secrets I guess we let the girls figure out what to do or not to do. Leave it up to them, their choice now.”

I needed him to know, “Zac, it was Kaitlyn’s choice in the first place, I didn't come on to her and I won’t ever force her into bed with me just because we’ve gone at it before. She’s my daughter and I’ve always respected her, never tried to jam my will down her throat.”

He smiled at me, “Ever tried to jam anything else down her throat?”

My first impulse was to slug him but it was momentary impulse, my daddy moment passed; I grinned my reply, “A family secret.” I studied Zac while I took a sip of beer then asked “Kait and I haven’t talked about this, have you and Sally, what is she saying?”

“Not really, I know the girls have been talking but I’m not sure what they think or anything. I guess we’ll find out tonight on the way over or coming back. We should take one car again; I would hate to try to find a reason for driving separately twice in a row. Mae would be curious.”

“Yeah, so would Maggie, especially since we have to spend the night somewhere.” It didn’t dawn on me until that moment that the team was traveling over 100 miles to the school where the game would be played. I’d been so busy fretting about being discovered having an affair with my own child that it didn’t register that this would be an all-night trip. In the past the arrangements for these trips were the girls in one room, me and Zac in the second. My mind buzzed, what the hell would the arrangements be this time?

We met Sally and Zac at the parking lot of the terminal. It was the first time I'd seen Sally since she discovered I was fucking her friend; I wasn’t sure what to expect but she was as upbeat and outgoing as whenever I saw her. She got into the back seat next to Kaitlyn, “Hi Neil, let’s go, this team tonight is tough and we need to get there early so we have time to warm up and practice.” I drove onto the ferry alongside a bus full of teammates and chaperons.

The 100-mile drive was quiet, the girls were texting, talking, gossiping and planning game strategy. Zac rested his head on the window and went to sleep. As we neared the motel we reserved, Sally leaned up to my shoulder and with a warm breath on my ear asked me, “Are we going to do girl – girl or boy - girl roommates tonight?”

The audacious question shook me up. Yes, I wanted a boy - girl arrangement but with the other team members in other rooms I wasn't sure we should. “I think we should stick to same sex rooms tonight, too many eyes and ears around.”

Her reply? “Really? God, how boring.” Damn! At that exact moment I envied Zac. Sally sat back then I heard whispering between the girls but couldn’t catch what they were saying.

After their fourth victory in four games Zac and I joined the team at a local pizza place for an after-game celebration. The gala lasted about an hour but all the girls were tired and wanted to go back to shower and sleep. The coaches and chaperons agreed to stay a bit longer for a beer. Since the motel was only a block down the street the gaggle of young women left to walk to the rooms. Forty-five minutes later I keyed open the door to the room Zac and I were to share. When we went in, we were greeted by Kaitlyn and Sally who were sitting on a bed with their fingers dancing over the screens of their smartphones. Kaitlyn was wearing a black satin slip; her legs were bare from mid-thigh to toes. She sat cross legged so her red cotton covered crotch was on prominent display. Sally wore a blue sports bra and loose fleece sweat pants. Zac reacted first, “How did you two get in here?”

Kaitlyn answered, “I went to the front desk and told the lady I lost the card; she didn't even ask; she just gave me one for this room.”

“Okay, well now you can go to your room, we need to get some rest.”

It was my daughter who stood off the bed and approached me, “Dad, me and Sally have been talking and we,” she paused and looked at her friend who nodded slightly then turned back to me, “we want to spend the night with you guys.”

“You want to stay with me? Kait, that could be tricky with so many sets of eyes around.”

Sally got off the bed then stood near Zac, she bloomed red in the face, took a deep breath then braved on, “She won’t be with you, I will.” She shot a look at her step-father to see how he would react to her statement.

Two things happened at once, my mind blurred with doubt, but my cock reacted immediately. I’d just been propositioned by a hot, leggy, sixteen-year-old blonde and my body went on full alert. I looked at my best friend and saw intrigue mixed with caution. It was apparent the girls had discussed this and had settled on a course of action, now it was up to me and Zac. The only way to settle what to do was directly; “Zac?”

He didn’t hesitate, “She’ll probably be a more entertaining roommate than me.”

No more needed to be said, the girls relaxed visibly then Kaitlyn stepped close to me, kissed my cheek and whispered “Have fun daddy.”

It was apparent she had abandoned her vow to wait until she got married to screw somebody else, and just as apparent that I likewise abandoned my fatherly duty to keep my daughter safe from horny males. Since this would be her first adventure with a man who wasn’t sterile, I whispered back, “Don’t get pregnant.”

She looked at me with amused eyes then breathed boldly into my ear, “Should I use my mouth as birth control?” I almost refused to trade daughters with Zac.

Zac left to open the second room then sent me a text, ‘ok’, which sent Kait scurrying unseen though the dark to join him. When I closed the door to our room Sally said “I only did this with my boyfriend and my dad, nobody else.” I stepped to the girl held her chin and pulled her close to kiss her. Her lips were warm, wet and slipped deliciously over mine as our mouths met. I had an instant reaction in my pants when she put her hands on my neck and tugged me tighter against her mouth. Sally was over 5’9, taller than Kaitlyn so I didn’t have to bend so far to kiss her. Her tits flattened on my chest; I flexed my groin against hers then wrapped my arms around her waist. She twisted her head letting her lips slide over mine then broke away and stepped back to arm’s length, her eyes were blazing. She moved her hands to her body bra then pulled it up and off her upstretched arms. I hit the light switch by the door which darkened the room but there was enough ambient light from the parking lot I could see her. I started undressing as her sweats fell down her legs leaving only brief black panties, Christ the girl had long legs; I wondered briefly if she was done growing. My cock was a monolith in my boxers when she sat on the edge of the bed then rolled up onto it completely, lying back on two pillows against the headboard.

Sally was looking at me with large brown, bedroom eyes, waiting for me to join her on the bed. Just as I put a knee on the mattress, I had a flash vision of my daughter posing for Zac just as Sally was posing for me. My cock clenched and I felt a bubble of lube boil from the end but I wasn’t sure if it was the girl in front of me that caused it, or the image of my daughter with Zac’s cock plunging between her wide-open legs. Sally reached a hand for me and Kaitlyn vanished from my mind. We lay face to face, far enough apart that the only the tips of her tits were teasing my chest, the end of my erection dented her thigh. I bent to her breasts and paid lavish attention to her nipples while she pushed her panties down her legs. Her fingers hooked into the band of my boxers then she worked them over my stiff cock and off my legs while I was busy seducing her. It was when she gripped my cock in her fist that I entered her with two fingers. Sally had a few more pounds of feminine features than Kait, her breasts were larger, her ass and thighs had more form. When I slipped my fingers into the girl, I could feel how her pussy lips were fuller than my daughter’s, she was swollen with heat. I withdrew a finger from her then pulled it up and over her clit, she stiffened from toes to head and sighed a low moan. I urged her to flat on the bed then went to my knees between her splayed legs, I pressed deeper into her then put the thumb of my other hand over her clit the started fingering her while rubbing the sweet button hidden at the top of her pussy. Sally arched her back and barked out a sharp cry then pulled a pillow over her head. She voiced her ecstasy each time her body cramped but the pillow kept her teammates in the other rooms from hearing, she wasn’t climaxing, but I was bringing her to peak quickly.

I fell to my stomach between her thighs and put my mouth over her steaming hot pussy and licked her from ass to clit. Sally convulsed, arched her back and groaned out a deep breath as the air around her body vibrated. She quieted when I lifted from her then moved the pillow from her face. She was breathing deeply when she put a hand in my hair and invited huskily, “Put it in me Neil, god, I need to get fucked!”

I hadn’t brought any protection; I didn't need them but Sally probably didn’t know that so I didn’t want to worry her by blasting her with two nut loads of semen, “Do you have any condoms? I don’t.”

She brightened the room with her smile, “Kait says you don’t need them, that you’re shooting blanks.”

“Shooting blanks?”

“Yeah, she says you can’t make a girl pregnant; you can go bang, bang, bang, but you have no bullets. So, bang away.” What the fuck? I’m screwing Miss NRA? Where do school girls come up with such language?? She softened her tone slightly and stoked my cheek, “I make my boyfriend pull out, my dad always uses protection, so no one ever came in me; you can do that, finish inside, I want to feel it.” Arrghhh! I damn near shot my load all over her thighs. She pulled on my hair urging me over and between her thighs. When the end of my erection touched the lips of her slit, I pushed up on my arms and looked into her face, she was smiling, eyes large and luminous with lust. She humped her hips which caused the end of my cock to slide along her crack. We rocked our bodies slowly feeling the shaft of my erection slipping along the length of the hot puffed opening to her sex. Neither of us said anything as we focused on the connection between us. After a few moments of building even more pressure in my balls, Sally bent her knees, lifted her legs, then put her heels on my butt and pressed me down and into her hot slick entrance. My shaft slid deep into the girl, only my swollen balls kept her from swallowing me completely. I stopped moving when our pubic hair meshed, my heart thrilled from the incredible sensation of Sally’s body. She put her hands on my cheeks, pulled me down and kissed me passionately, her tongue tapped on my lips for entry to my mouth. As our bodies began the dance of life, she was no longer my daughter’s best friend, she was no longer my best friend's daughter, she was a wanton piece of ass and she fucked me that way.

I was balls deep in more forbidden fruit and she accepted me completely without reserve. A quick image of Kaitlyn getting laid a few feet away flashed and damn near caused me to cum so I had to pause. Moments later we started fucking again with the searing passion of a couple overcome with lust for each other. She was mewing in my ear as I slid in and out of her warm tenderness. She grabbed my back and clutched to me while her hips undulated, using me with as much need as I was her. Sally’s hot breath on my neck only increased the incredible sensations flowing through me. As much as I tried, I couldn't hold back the end. I gave her fair warning then my climax started in my balls, raced through my pounding shaft, then I filled her in a frenzy of long deep thrusts. She held me close and whispered encouragement into my ear, “Oh my god, I feel you Neil, I feel you cumming!” I was dimly aware of the bed groaning in protest as she bounced and rebounded with another orgasm.

I collapsed to a wilted heap on her to catch my breath. She pushed me off and over to my back then rolled up on top of me, her breasts and stomach hot and soft on mine. She kissed me quickly then flooded the dimly lit room