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Darby Steele was begging tearfully, “Please Daddy… I’m so sorry!  Please don’t do this! Daddy, please… what did I do?” She was lying naked on the bed, face down.

Jake Steele, her father was fastening neckties around her wrists and ankles, securing her to their new four-poster bed.  He and Darby had picked out the new bedroom set earlier that year. Darby’s mother, Meredith Steele, had been found to be cheating on Jake, who promptly divorced her. After mom’s affair ended their marriage, Darby decided to fully replace her mom in every way. The divorce was finalized just last month, in September. To celebrate, they went out and bought the bed they’d picked out, and rushed home and immediately started breaking in their new mattress. They’d been lovers for almost 10 months, and their time together had been positively blissful.  But now, it seemed that a punishment was in order due to some transgression, and Darby was pleading for mercy as her dad tied her to their bed. Jake did not seem to be in a forgiving mood.

“I can’t believe you did this, baby.  I warned you not to.  And now, you have to pay,” he said pitilessly as he checked her restraints. He stood up and looked at his handiwork. He never got enough of looking at his girl. She’s biracial… Jake is black and her mother Meredith is white. Darby was blessed with that ‘best of both worlds’ look biracial kids sometimes got.  Smooth, flawless, permanently tan cinnamon skin, distinctive yet ethnically ambiguous features, and long soft, curly black hair with brown, blonde, and red highlights. She had full, toned athletic legs, and a positively spectacular ass… full and round, perky as hell, firm, with just enough jiggle. Her delectable ass was Jake’s focus for the evening.

“But what did I do, Daddy?  Please, daddy!  I love you! Please, no, Daddy,” she sobbed.

Jake sat on the bed next to her and stroked her full, sexy ass. He let his fingertips slip into her crack and he teased her asshole with the pad of his finger. “This is it, baby girl. Are you ready?”  He heard her sniff as he looked into her big, brown eyes that she got from him.  Eyes that were entirely dry. Eyes that looked eager and excited. Still, she managed to nod sorrowfully.

“But Daddy, what did I do?” she begged.  “Please tell me.”

Jake slid his hand down between her legs, cupping her hairy sex. Darby lifted her hips in anticipation of what was coming.  Jake tugged gently on her long, lush pubes. “I told you, babygirl… never ever cut this hair.”

“But I didn’t, Daddy! I know how much you love my long, thick, sexy pussy hair. I’d never cut it!” she said, slowly and seductively as she pressed her pussy against his hand.”

“I don’t know what to tell you, sweetie. It feels shorter to me. Hell, it’s practically bald! That’s not good, baby. Not good at all,” Jake said as his finger sought out and found her swollen clit. He massaged it around while his thumb teased her tight little asshole

“Mmmmmmmmm….” Darby groaned despite herself. “I mean, no, Daddy! Don’t do thisssss…” she hissed as two thick fingers slid inside her drenched pussy while the other kept assaulting her clit.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Without warning, Jake started spanking his daughter on her naked ass, hitting her hard enough to redden the cinnamon-hued flesh. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! He continued the brutal assault on her soft, pliant, delicate ass.  He delighted in how her full cheeks jiggled with each blow.

“Owwwww! Owwww! Owwwww! Owwwww! Owwwww! Daddy! Please stop! It hurts so much! Daddy, please stop! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Pleeeeease Stoooooppppp!”  she screamed even as she lifted her ass to meet each blow. She felt her father increase the attack on her pussy as he roughly fucked three fingers in and out of her tight young gash and he furiously worked her clit.  Then, his thumb stopped teasing and pushed all the way into her waiting asshole even as his other hand continued striking her ass. Darby exploded, “Daaaaaddeeeeee Fuuuuuuuuck! Ooooooooooohhhhhhhh! God, daddy, beat my ass and fuck me! Mmmmmmmm….” Her ass was on fire as her pussy and asshole throbbed in orgasm around her dad’s hand.

Jake removed his fingers from his daughter’s pussy and rubbed her tender cheeks, smearing her juices all over them. He bent down and softly licked the girl-honey from her abused tushy, soothing her. “There you go, baby. Let daddy kiss it and make it better,” he murmured as his mouth slipped between her cheeks and sought out her tight little sphincter.  He pulled her cheeks apart and started licking and sucking her rosebud, pushing his tongue as far into her snug orifice as he could reach.

Darby spread her thighs apart as far as her restraints would allow and lifted her ass, inviting her dad to eat her ass good. “Mmmmmm, that’s it, Daddy… eat your baby girl’s ass… you spanked it hard… make it all better. That’s it, Daddy…just like that…..mmmmmmm…. God that feels soooo good… I have the best Daddy in the world, eating his little girl’s ass like that….mmmmmm.” Her father continued licking and sucking her, rimming her rear hole like his life depended on it. 

Once the ache in his jaw became too much, Jake quickly untied the knots holding Darby in place.  He turned her over and knelt between her spread legs, and placed his hard cock against her wet, hairy pussy.  As he slid himself into her, he groaned in pleasure from the sublime feeling of all seven inches pushed deep into his baby’s waiting quim.

Darby wanted to give her daddy a special treat. She spread her thighs wide and rotated her hips in synch with his, accentuating the friction of his thick cock sliding in and out of her. She softly stroked his face with the back of her fingers and looked in his eyes and saw him looking at her with unending love and adoration. In a whispery, sexy voice, she said, “You like this, Daddy? You like fucking your only daughter, Daddy? You know it’s wrong to have your thick hard dick deep in your baby girl’s tight little pussy. You know that’s wrong, don’t you? You know you’re not supposed to do this, right?”

Jake groaned in pleasure. Darby knew he loved her beyond compare, but she also knew that the taboo of their affair drove him wild with lust. “You know, Daddy,” she continued throatily, “Of all the tight,” she humped her pussy at him with extra force to emphasize each tantalizing word, “Wet. Hairy. Young. Pussies. In the world,” she kissed him deeply, sucking his tongue into her mouth. She continued, “This. This one. This is the one tight, wet, hairy, young pussy you absolutely shouldn’t be in…. Mmmmmm, fuck me, Daddy…  fuck me soooo goooood Daddy!  You’re such a bad daddy, fucking your baby girl like this… Oooooooo… so fucking bad, Daddy…”

Her words were inflaming him. Jake pounded her pussy deep and hard, slamming his cock into her over and over… chasing the peak… 

Darby, relentless, kept going, hissing as if angry with him, “Don’t you cum inside me! You’d better not cum inside your daughter’s pussy! You could get me pregnant! How would you like that? Me all pregnant with a big belly, full of babies you fucked into me! Your own daughter! Getting your own daughter pregnant! Fucking your own daughter and getting her pregnant! How would you like that?! What would everybody say?! If you get me pregnant you better fucking marry meeeeeee… Oooooohhhhh Daddyyyyyyyyy!!!”

That image threw him past the peak and into orbit. He screamed her name as he rammed his iron-hard cock as deep into her as could and pumped a river of cum right against her waiting womb. She could  feel it surging inside her, and the mental image worked both ways, triggering her own intense cum. They held each other tightly as the powerful orgasms seemed to go on and on. As they rode it down, they both pictured a smiling pregnant Darby, Jake’s pearly cum dripping from her soft, thick curls. Mmmmmm…  some day…

Darby sighed deeply, smiling shyly at her dad. Jake looked at her, kissed her nose and said, “Happy Birthday, baby.”

She told him, “It’s exactly what I wanted. Thank you, Daddy!” She cuddled next to him and fell asleep in seconds. Jake gazed at his beautiful sleeping Darby, secretly pleased with himself at being able to keep up with this sexy 22-year-old nymphet. Moments later he joined Darby in slumber.

***

Just a couple of blocks away, Nate Rochester was naked and in bed with his loving daughter, Nora Rochester, Darby Steele’s best friend.  They were kissing passionately, their tongues wrestling together, mouths hungrily devouring each other.  Nate’s fingers were busy between Nora’s thighs, making a wet squelching sound as he slowly slid them and out of her tight, bare pussy. Not hard, not rough… gently caressing her soft, smooth delicate pussy, and dipping between them to slide inside her syrupy center. Nate was in no hurry. They had all night. He wasn’t trying to fuck her tonight.  No, tonight was about romance, kissing, and making her feel loved. Somehow he knew that this was exactly what she wanted tonight. 

Nora’s hips undulated as her father’s fingers worked their magic between her legs. She loved how he was just inside her pussy, not driving in too deep. “Mmmmmm, daddy…. Just like that….  Yeahhhh… Ooooohhhhhh…”  Every so often he’d let a fingertip slip down and lightly tickle her tight back door, sending a little jolt that she felt in the center of her sex. He was kissing her so deeply, so urgently.  Nora could feel how much her dad loved her.  Their tongues caressed, first inside her mouth and then his, swaying back and forth together in a sensual, rhythmic dance between their lips.  She loved deep-kissing with him… he was so patient and tender, and such a good kisser.  She hugged him tighter to her body as she felt the familiar beginnings of the delicious climb to her peak.   As they continued, she felt herself getting closer, and closer, until…

“Mmmmmm, yesssss… sooo good, Daddy…Mmmmmm…” Nora let the wave wash over her she came, breaking the kiss to bury her face in the crook of Nate’s neck as her cum went on and on, her father gently stroking her clit to prolong the sensation. She tightened her grip on him as her pussy throbbed and pulsed around his hand as his skillful fingers played her orgasm like a soft guitar. Her only sound a strained, prolonged grunt as her weeping gash poured more of her sweet essence onto fingers relentlessly strumming both her clit and her ass, not letting her come down. He kept rubbing and fingering her just so… making at last… inexorably holding her at her peak.  It was becoming too much… “Daaaaddddeeeee….. pleeeeeeeeeeease…” Finally she felt the intense and protracted orgasm begin to relax its grip on her. The contractions in her now hyper-sensitive pussy began to lessen and finally stop, and she collapsed back on the bed, breathing as hard as if she had just run a race for her life.  Her mind could barely register a coherent thought. Finally, after several minutes, she was somewhat recovered. “Jesus, Daddy,” she said between several deep breaths, “How can you make me cum so hard with just your fingers?”

In answer, Nate just planted light kisses on his daughter’s face… her eyes, forehead, mouth, chin, finally kissing her once more with tongue.

“And how do you always know exactly how I want it?  I don’t even have to say anything.  You always just know.

“What do you mean baby?”

“Like sometimes I want to be fucked so hard that I can barely walk, and then, like tonight, I didn’t really want it all the way.  I wanted just what you did… kissing and hugging and petting.  And that’s just what you did. How do you always know?”

“I guess I’m just in tune with you, baby.  I just love you so much and I know what you need to be happy,” Nate answered. “Plus I’m older.  Older guys know what women want.  And as for me, well, you know… your man got mad skills.”

“I’ll say,” agreed Nora wholeheartedly. She kissed him gently, “Thank you, Daddy.”

“For what, baby?”

“Everything. For all of this. For this life we’re sharing. Mmmm… I love you so much, Daddy…”  She cuddled up against her father and fell asleep before she knew it.

***

The next morning as he was finishing his coffee, Nate asked Nora, “You and Darby hanging out tonight?”

Nora, wearing one of Nate’s old tee-shirts, answered, “Yeah, but no big plans.  You and Jake playing tennis again?”

“Well, yeah.  It’s Friday.  Friday tennis and Wednesday gym.  Gotta stay in shape.”

“Oh really, Dad? Why is that?  Did the doctor say something,” Nora joked

“I didn’t wanna say nothin’, but me and Jake got these hot young girlfriends.  Now I don’t know about Jake’s, but mine is… whooooooo! She’s fuckin’ insatiable!  I gotta stay in shape just to keep up. I love her, though… so I gotta keep her happy!”

“I’m sure you do.  Daddy, before you go, since it’s Friday, I made you a special breakfast.  Would you try it before you go?  I just wanna see how you like it,” Nora said innocently.

Nate looked around the kitchen.  The stove was cold, and he didn’t see any pots or pans out of place. “Okay, babe.  Where is it? I’ve gotta run, but I got time to take a bite.”

Nora took his cup from him and put it in the sink and then sat on the table in front of him. “I made you some chocolate cheesecake,” she said as she spread her legs in front of him. “And you don’t bite it,” as she leaned back and sprayed a dollop of whipped cream right at the top of her mons, “you lick it.”  She pulled her father’s face between her thighs and served him breakfast.

“Damn, baby girl,” Nate moaned as he took his fingers and smeared the whipped cream all over her wet sex, and licked her from her tight, puckered rosebud all the way up to her clit, which he sucked into his mouth and flicked back and forth with his tongue. He repeated the motion, forcing the tip of his tongue against her tight sphincter, slipping in just a little, and then licking and sucking deeply all the way back up to her clit.  He put his mouth tight against the opening of her vagina, greedily coaxing more and more of her honey into his waiting mouth. Nate delighted in the delicious flavor of the sweet cream mixing with her tangy, musky syrup.  Nora’s moans were increasing as her hips lifted off the table to present herself to her dad’s ravenous mouth.  Her hips gyrated as she frantically fucked back at his mouth as he sucked her higher and higher to her summit.  Nate slipped two fingers into her snug little pussy and slid back and forth all the way in and out, making her cry out.  He stroked the top of her slick, wet channel with the ‘come here’ motion she knew so well… pressing against her G-spot…

“Ohh, ohhh, ohhh, Daddeeeee! God, I’m cumming soooo gooood!! Oooooohhh!” Nora screamed as her surprisingly strong orgasm washed over her.  Nate kept up the attack on the mouth of her sex, greedily swallowing the sweet-tasting honey she was pouring into his mouth.  Not letting her relax, her moved back down to her tight asshole, which was now covered in a tantalizing blend of sweet girl-cream and whipped cream.  He lifted her butt up to his face, and he ate her asshole, fucking his tongue in and out of her tight chute, loosening and relaxing her passage until he could get his tongue all the way in. Then he went back up to her clit and sucked it into his mouth, licking and sucking it until she screamed out loud in another orgasm.  Again, he drank up her juices as she came down. Nora slumped back on the table, her thighs falling wide apart in exhaustion. 

Nate stood up, dropped his pants to his ankles, pulled her hips to the edge of the table, and slid all eight inches of his thick cock into his daughter, right there on the kitchen table.  “Mmmmmmmm… Daddeeee…” Nora moaned loudly as she felt the welcome intrusion, and her hips started humping back hard of their own accord. 

He grabbed her ass in both hands and held her in place as he pounded his dick into her deep and hard. He looked down at her, this woman he loved more than life, and he had to lean down and kiss her. “Nora, I love you so much, so goddamn much!” he said as he looked her in her eyes.

“Unhh! Unhh! Unhh! Then Unh!! Show me unhh! Daddy! Unhh! Gimme... Unh! Gimme your cummm!” and she exploded on his cock, coming hard for a third time that morning.  “Daaaaddeeeeee!!!”

Nate felt his dick erupt inside Nora, her pussy pulsing and sucking the cum from his balls… from his very soul.  He could only grunt as he emptied himself into her.  He pulled her up to him and held her tight as he rode the ecstasy of cumming inside his own daughter. As his heart rate slowed, and Nora’s breathing returned to normal, they kissed deeply and soulfully. As Nate gazed at her lovey face, he was so overcome with love for her, he couldn’t speak.  She knew what he was thinking.  “I love you, too, Daddy.  Always, and forever.” After holding each other for a few minutes, she pulled back from him and looked at with a mischievous grin, “Hey, don’t you have to go to work?”

Nate shook his head as if clearing his thoughts. “Fuck!  Gotta go, baby!”  he said, as he quickly pulled up his pants and fixed himself up.  He kissed Nora quickly one last time before heading to the garage.  He stopped at the door and said, “But save that cheesecake… Im’ma want some more of that later!”  And he was gone.

Nora sat there on the kitchen table, with a fresh load of her dad’s cum seeping out of her well-fucked pussy, pooling at the very spot where her dad usually ate. She’d never been happier in her life.

*

That evening, Nate and Jake were furiously battling it out for the second set. Jake had won the first set by one point, and Nate was serving to stay alive: Jake was up 5-3, and they only played two sets.  This was for the match.

The shit-talking was flowing as heavy as ever.  Jake shouted out, “Bitch, you gonna serve or you stalling tryn’na think of more excuses why I’m whuppin’ yo’ass?  AGAIN??”

“Like you can hit my muthafuckin’ serve! Negro, PLEASE! Here!”  and Nate tossed the ball up to serve, but the shot was too high and went out into the back court.

“FAULT! Bitch! I can’t hit it ‘less you get it inside this li'l square.  You do remember the rules, right? Now serve!  I got shit to do after I finish with yo’ lanky ass!”

“Here, mothufuckah!” And Nate served an absolute winner, touching down right on the center line.  He was sure it was a point, saving the match.  Jake chopped his racquet down and to the front, slicing the shot deeply.  The ball zoomed back to the net, so low that Nate, thinking it would hit the net, hesitated.  The ball just cleared the net, but when it hit the ground, with Jake’s devastating backspin it bounced back across the net on its own. Game. Set. Match.

“Gaaaagh!!!” screamed Nate in frustration.  “HOW THE FUCK DO YOU DO THAT SHIT YOU WEIRD-ASS MOTHERFUCKER!!!”

Jake raised his arms above his head, dropped his racquet and proclaimed, “Bow down all ye before me!! Bow down ye lesser –”

“Hey, Daddy!” Darby and Nora shouted as they walked from Darby’s car, Jake’s old X-Model.  After Meredith’s affair where she let her boyfriend drive Jake’s car, a Range Rover that Jake loved, he never wanted to see that car again, and he traded it in for the X-Model.  But he just didn’t like it nearly as much as the Range.  Once he and Darby got together, he felt that he had no reason to let Meredith’s unfaithfulness affect any choices he’d ever make.  So he gave Darby the X, since she adored it, and he went out and got another Range.  Just not a blue one. 

Jake replied, “Hey, Nora!  You see me whup yo’ daddy’s ass, there?!”  He laughed mockingly.  “Hey, baby!”  He held his arms out to Darby who eagerly jumped into them, hugging her father and kissing him on the cheek.

“Eww, sweaty! You need a shower!” complained Darby.

“That’s right,” agreed Nora.  You can’t take us out to dinner all sweaty and gross while we look this good!”  Both girls stepped back, held out their arms, and turned around slowly, giving their dads a quick fashion show.  Nora was wearing a tight black skirt and dark red blouse with a neckline that really set off her firm, round breasts.  Nate could see a black lace bra peeking from underneath. Nora was a tall girl, almost six feet, and in those high heels, she towered over most men who were already intimidated by her goddess-like demeanor.  But not Nate, where she stood as an equal.  They looked really good together.  With that red and black outfit, her smooth dark skin, flashing eyes and sleeked-back hairdo, she looked like she worked directly for Satan himself as his Chief Soul-Gatherer.  And business was good.

Darby wore a simple yellow jumper made of a very soft, silky material.  Her tiny breasts meant that she didn’t need a bra, so her hard little nipples would be on display for her dad all night long.  The outfit was short… so short that the slightest tilt forward lifted it up, so the bottoms of her delectable cheeks peeked out.  The lack of any panty flash meant she had to be wearing a thong underneath, if that.  Together, the young women were incredibly sexy.  All male and some female eyes would be on them, but they only had eyes for their daddy.

“Give us ten minutes to hit the showers, and we’ll be right out,” suggested Jake.

Nora said, “We have two cars anyway, so why don’t we meet up.  Darby managed to snag a table at Palisade’s.  We’ll go get it and you guys clean up and meet us there.”

Jake said, “Actually, I’d really like us all to ride together…  it’s more fun. We came in our work clothes, so if you can wait just a few minutes, we’ll be presentable and we could all roll out together, you know?”

“What difference does it make,” asked Nora. “I’m just curious.”

Jake, suddenly looking uncharacteristically bashful, mumbled, “I don’t know…  I just really like it when we’re all together like this. This is… pretty special.”

Immediately, three voices went, “Awwwwwww,” and they all rushed in to hug him.

Nora added, “That’s so sweet! We love you, too! When you think about it, we really are a family.  We’re in this together, keeping each other’s secrets.”

Darby drove Nora to their house while their dads ran inside the gym and showered and dressed in record speed.  Then they drove to Jake’s house and picked up their daughters and headed out for the evening.

They shared a fun and relaxing meal at Palisade’s, a popular seafood joint, and as is often the case for people who love each other, the insults continued to fly.  At one point, Nora teased Darby, asking her dad if he threw away that box of her old training bras, since Darby might soon fit in one, resulting in a great yell from the table, including, “Oh no you DIDN’T!”  Darby pointed out a white girl with a particularly nice ass, and she calmly took out her phone and pretended to call 911 to report that the young lady had apparently stolen her friend’s booty… “DAMN! She went THERE?!”

After dinner, they went to a new jazz club called SandMan’s, and enjoyed some high-priced but well-poured drinks, with Jake acting as the designated driver, sticking to ice water or Coke.  Since he wasn’t drinking, he indulged in a ridiculously expensive cigar that he was assured was full Cuban.  Jake, not being a regular smoker, didn’t know if it was or not, but it was definitely enjoyable.  Even Darby and Nora took pulls, coughing and spitting to the delight of their dads. All four of them very rarely drank alcohol, so they enjoyed this rare buzz they had.  As they drove back home, with everyone still laughing and joking in the car on the ride home, Jake reflected that this was exactly what he wanted for the evening. He dropped off Nate and Nora at their house and he and Darby headed home.

When they got into the house, Darby was walking unsteadily. Jake picked her up and carried her up to their bedroom.  She was awake and quite flirty and giggly.  As he undressed her she kept trying to kiss him and pull him down on top of her.  He didn’t resist kissing her, but he knew that now that she was on their oh-so-comfortable bed, she’d be asleep in just a few minutes.  Since she was so flirty, she helped him undress her.  Under her jumper she wore no bra, and only a matching yellow thong.  As always, he took a moment to look at her.

God, she was beautiful! And gazing up at him wearing just that yellow thong, with her long, luxurious pubes peeking out of the top and sides, she was unimaginably sexy.  He delicately stroked the front of her panties, slipping underneath to caress her soft, silky hair. She sighed gently. Maybe… no, there she goes.  Her head slumped to the side and she was out. She normally slept naked, so he removed her thong, pulled the covers over her, and softly kissed her goodnight.  Then he went into his home office to finish his research. Three hours and $22,000 later, everything was set. As he gently climbed into the bed trying not to wake her, Darby felt the bed move, and she immediately scooched over to Jake, and cuddled up on her daddy, sighing softly in her sleep.

The next morning, Jake was sipping juice in the kitchen, looking at his tablet.  Darby bounced in and hugged him from behind.  “Morning, Daddy!  You were up late! How’d you sleep?  Is that OJ? Im’ma have some of that!  Did you cook breakfast?  I’m starving.  Daddy, would you make me one your special Jake McMuffins? What are we doing today?”  Darby was always a morning girl, and typically started the day at full speed.

Jake got up to make her breakfast sandwich, and he said, “You’re welcome, baby.”

“For what?” she asked as she gulped a whole glass of juice and reached for the jug for more.

“You were pretty drunk last night.  How do you feel?”

“I know!  It was so much fun!  We should all get together like that a lot!  Oh my god! You didn’t let me do anything stupid, did you?!”

“’Course not, baby.  You and Nora are what I call, ‘giggly-friendly drunks.’ Nate is a bit of a ‘talk-ey drunk’.  Nobody embarrassed themselves, nothing went viral. But how do you feel?”

“I feel fine.  No, actually, I feel great!”

“Have you ever had a hangover?”

Darby thought about it.  “I don’t drink very often, but no.  No matter what I drink the night before, the next day I feel like this… awesome!”

“There’s something in my biology that keeps me from getting hung over, and believe me, I’ve tried.  Looks like you inherited that.  So you’re welcome, baby.”

“Awww, you always give me the best gifts!” 

Jake placed the breakfast sandwich in front of her.  “Eat up, sweetheart.  I’m gonna take a quick run, gotta talk to Nate about something, and I’ll be back in a little bit.”  He kissed her on her neck, as her mouth was quite busy with her dad’s delicious sandwich.

“Shheya,” Darby called as he walked out of the house.

As Jake walked down the driveway to the street to begin his run, he shot off a quick text to Nate:

Yo, man u up?  Need your help on a project.

He brought up his music app and started jogging in the direction of Nate’s house.  It was a sunny October morning, nice and crisp, and Jake was enjoying being outside.  He was going over the plans in his head.  He knew Darby would be thrilled, and he was sure Nate and Nora would be on board as well.  Even if they didn’t do it, too, he know that they would at least go with them.  That would be enough for them. He wasn’t an IT professional like Nate, but his skills were up to the task of creating what they needed.   The guy in Phillipsburg has taken the money and the check had cleared the bank.  He even had a back-up guy just in case the first guy flaked.  Everything was in place.  This would work.  Now he just wanted to go through it with Nate.  But this was happening… with or without the Rochesters.

He had jogged the long way around the neighborhood and now, half an hour later, he was coming up on Nate’s house. No, that wasn’t right. He’d better start referring to things correctly… this was Nate and Nora’s house. He hadn’t heard anything back from his text, but this couldn’t wait.  He was heading to the front door when his phone rang; it was Nate.

“Hey, man, I’m at your front door. I was just starting a run when I texted you,” Jake said into the phone.

“Come on in, Dawg, it’s open,” replied Nate and he hung up.

Jake went in the front door and walked through into the kitchen.  No lights were on and most of the blinds were closed.  Jake chuckled to himself. “You and Nora feelin’ that shit this mornin’, ain’cha?” Jake offered.

“Darby’s young. I bet she’s tore up, too,” said Nate.

“Nah, man. She’s all bubbly and happy and ready to go.  I got something in my blood that negates hangovers. Never had one in my life.  Darby got that blessing, too.  Sorry man, y’all gotta suffer on your own.”

“Yeah, well I’m a big boy.  I been here before.  I’ll live.  Anyway, text sounded all cagey. Wassup?”

“Nora still asleep?”

“Nah, she’s awake, but not up and moving. Why?”

“Yo, let’s take a ride somewhere, maybe bring back some donuts or somethin’.  I need to go over somethin’ whicha an’ I don’t want Nora to hear it.  At least, not yet.”

“Yo, I ain’t about keepin’ secrets from my girl, man. I know she’s—”

“Relax, man. This ain’t a secret.  It’s a surprise.”

“What kin’na surprise you got for MY girl?!”

“Mothafucka get yo’ beanpole-ass in the SUV an’ let’s go!” Jake interrupted impatiently.

“Fine!” Nate grabbed his key-fob, but first went into the bedroom to kiss Nora and let her know that they were going out for a minute. “Alright, let’s go,” but he was muttering under his breath about ‘impatient-ass’ and ‘orderin’ me around’ and what sounded like '-ck he think he is...'

Once he pulled his Escalade out of the driveway, Nate said, “Alright, we’re in the vault. Speak!”

“So did you hear about that case in France with that guy who straight-up, out-in-the-open married his daughter? See, this French dude was in a relationship with his daughter, just like us.  No adoption, stepdad, GSA, separated-at-birth shit. This was his full-blood daughter, she grew up with him, and later, when she was like 21, they started hittin’ it. Now in France, incest is legal, and—”

“No shit! Legal-legal? Not 'really illegal but nobody talks about it,' but actually legal?!”

“Yeah, man.  Legal.  So they’re hittin’ it hard, ain’t even pretending to hide nothin’!  I’m guessing the neighbors are all like,” Jake faked a horrible French accent, “Oh, zis is Jean-Paul, he’z banging ze daah-teah. Zees ees no beeg deel!”

Nate was cracking up with laughter, “Damn, man, you so fuckin’ stupid!”

“So anyway, they decide that they’re not just fucking, but they’re in love, and they wanna get married.  So while incest is legal, incest marriage ain’t.  So dude finds a loop-hole.  St. Maarten is this island in the Caribbean that’s half-owned by the Dutch and half-owned by the French.  The Dutch side is all laid back, they don’t give a fuck.  But the French side is sorta proud, and they don’t really like it when France, which is like 5000 miles away across a fuckin’ ocean, tells them what to do.  So this couple, they go to St. Maarten for a vacation and get married. They’re already in the islands so it’s a built-in honeymoon.  Anyway, they go back home to France and France says the marriage is invalid.  Dude sues the French government, and his argument is ‘Who the fuck are we hurting?’ and ‘If it’s okay to love, fuck, and have a life together, why can’t we marry?’

“So the case goes to court, and they end up with a compromise. French government says, ‘Okay, you can’t marry your relatives here in France.  But if you marry them in St. Maarten, we’ll recognize it.  So now, father and daughter are married. And now, couples are sneaking over to St. Maarten to get married and France is all like, ‘vaatever, ze veirdos!’  So unlike here in the US where everybody got their panties in a bunch worried ‘bout who’s fuckin’ who, France, and a lot of other countries in Europe, are like, as long as everybody’s grown, consenting adults, your family reunion can be your dating pool.  They don’t care, ‘cause just like us… who’re we hurting?”

“So y’all moving to France?” asked Nate.

“Well that ain’t plan ‘A’, but if I had to, I’d do it.  If that’s the only way I can be with Darby, I’ll sell it all in a heartbeat.  Move to France, frown all the time, drink wine and smoke cigarettes.  But I think there’s another way. Look, once you married Janie, how many times did you ever have to prove she was your wife?”

Nate thought about it.  “Never.  Basically, I said, ‘This is my wife,’ and everybody said okay.  When we did our taxes, we went from filing single to married, nobody said ‘boo.’”

Jake countered, “Me either.  We got married in Jackson, Mississippi, and I couldn’t find that marriage license at gunpoint, you know?”

“Alright.  So what’s your point?”

“A big part of being married is saying you’re married.  But that’s not enough.  I know Darby wants, well, something… some kind of ceremony, to make it real. And to be honest, so do I.  That’s hard to do here in the states. So here’s plan ‘A’:”

“You got my attention, man,” Nate pulled into a donut shop, put the car in park, and shut off the engine.  “Go ahead.”

“We go to St, Maarten, get married, come back into the US using our real, legal passports and IDs, get back home with our fresh new marriage license, and wherever we go, this lovely young lady is my wife, Darby. People get married on cruises and overseas all the time. It’s no biggie. I’m a top salesman at my company.  I go into the office maybe twice a month.  Six people there know my face.  Maybe somebody knows I might have had a kid.  But not one person there has ever met Darby. Or Meredith, for that matter. You go in your office every day, and you probably know a lot more people.  Maybe they know you got divorced, maybe not.  But I’ll bet my left nut nobody there knows Nora. Dude, we’re married because we say we are.”

Nate thought about the idea. He knew Jake was counting on him to pick it apart.  This was too important not to.  “Okay, what if somebody recognizes you?”

Jake was ready for that one.  “Recognizes us doing what? Having dinner together? Going to the movies and sitting close? Holdin’ hands? Dancing close together? So some busy-body says, ‘Damn, man, you and your daughter are awful close. That’s creepy!’ I’ll say, ‘So? Being close ain’t a crime.  Being a daddy’s girl or a doting father ain’t a crime. If that creeps you out, that’s your problem.’ The only time we’re actually doing anything illegal is when we are actually inside our daughters. Period.  So just don’t fuck outside.  And no sex-tapes. Oh, and don’t say, ‘This is my wife, but by the way, she’s also my daughter.’  Leave that part out, okay.  What else you got?”

“What about papers?”

“I’ve already scanned in a copy of Darby’s birth certificate and photoshopped it to her mom’s maiden name. It came out perfect. And St. Maarten is not gonna call the states for verification. So my daughter, Darby Steele is going to St. Maarten.  Her license, passport, everything, already say Darby Steele.  But in St. Maarten, Luke LeClerc will perform the marriage of Darby Manyfield and Jake Steele. Darby Manyfield becomes Mrs. Darby Steele, and Darby Steel will re-enter the US with perfectly valid papers.  Get me Nora’s birth certificate and we can do the same for her.  Next issue?”

“Wouldn’t this work better if we moved someplace nobody knows us?” asked Nate.

“Absolutely not!  You’re thinking about some small town in Oregon or some shit, right?”

“Well, yeah,” admitted Nate.

“Think about it… We live in a major metropolitan area. This is Atlanta, man, millions of people just tryin’ to live their lives. If an older man has a hot young wife, they might think, ‘she’s a gold-digger’ if they think anything at all.  And then they forget about you. Get over yourself.  Nobody cares what you’re doing. She’s hot, she's clearly with you willingly, and they’ll probably think, ‘Shit, I wish I was him,’ and then forget about you.  But move yo’ black ass to some little-ass town where everybody knows everybody’s business.  You’re new.  They’re gonna make it a mission to find out about you… just to be nosey. And mark my words, somebody’s teenage kid who’s a wiz on the internet is gonna find out somethin’.  And those self-righteous God-fearing Jesus-loving people in little towns won’t like what we’re doing.  They won’t like us at ALL.  Nah, man.  I’m stayin’ here.”

“No matter what we do, there’s a certain amount of risk. But it’s a solid plan. So what’s next?”

“Well I already have the ring for Darby.  How long will it take you –”

“Bought it last May.  Was gonna give it to her for our one-year anniversary, but I just couldn’t figure out a way to know I could make it happen.  Without a solid plan to make it happen, it just seemed empty.  So I hung on to it. But damn, dawg, you done came through with a helluva plan!”

“So we should take them out for a really nice dinner and pop that question. We need someplace really nice, ‘cause this is a big deal.  But I don’t want to do it in front of a crowd.  Nah, we need to reserve a private room at a nice restaurant.  You should take care of that.”

“Me?! Why me?  You got job! You getting’ married, too! What, man, money tight?

Jake nodded knowingly at his friend. “Trust me. If you don’t do it, you’ll regret it.  Go ‘head.  Make the reservations, grease the palms, whatever you gotta do. Just trust me.”

“Fine. How the fuck do you always get me to do shit?”

“Nate, have I ever let you down? Have you ever trusted me and it blew up in your face?”

“No. Hell, you’re the one who started all this, telling me to take Nora to Disney with me.  Alright, but we probably can’t get one on short notice. A weeknight would be easier for the restaurant cause it’s not as busy. I’m thinking a Wednesday night. But it might take a week or two to set it up.  That okay?”

“Yeah, that works. Then afterwards, we’ll come back to our house.  I have a surprise for y’all.”

“THIS isn’t enough of a surprise?”

“Trust me,” Jake smiled.

It was after noon by the time Nate dropped Jake off at his house. He walked in and called for Darby, but got no answer. He went into his bedroom to shower and change and found her sleeping. It looked like she’d taken her morning shower and then laid back down. Jake went into the bathroom and took a shower himself. He was hungry, and he just meant to wake her so they could go grab lunch, but he couldn’t help himself… he just loved looking at her.  He lifted the sheet to view her sleeping form, and was instantly captivated by her beauty. She was sleeping mostly on her stomach, wearing only a pair of blue bikini panties. Sweet Jesus, that ass! He planted a few kisses on each cheek, and then pressed his face right in her center to nuzzle her ass, inhaling deeply. She smelled clean and soapy, with just a hint of her naturally sexy scent. Darby moaned softly in her sleep and lifted her hips to press herself against his face. He pulled the rapidly dampening crotch of her panties to the side and dragged the tip of his tongue from her soft, furry taint up across her tight little starfish.  That woke her up.

“Hmmmmmm,” she stretched. “Hi, daddy,” she said softly.

“Hey, sweetheart.  I was just gonna wake you for lunch, but then I remembered I didn’t have breakfast yet,” Jake replied as he resumed licking and tonguing her rear.

“That’s okay… I washed a peach for you.  You should have that first,” she said huskily, as his oral ministrations were having a delicious effect on her state of mind. “Here,” she offered, and she pulled off her panties, laid fully on her stomach, her legs parted, and her delectable ass arched upward into her father’s hungry mouth. “Mmmmm… I like that, Daddy. You really like my ass, don’t you, Daddy?” Darby purred.  “That’s it… lick it just like that… Mmmmmm…”

Jake spread her cheeks apart and dove into her tangy goodness, driving his tongue in and out of her tight little hole while reaching around in front to massage her clit.  That got a louder moan from her.  Then, “Maybe I’m hungry, too, Daddy.”  Darby rotated around so that she was sitting squarely on her dad’s face, and then lowered herself down to take his hard cock into her mouth.  She had learned to take him all the way into her throat with no trouble.  But she’d found what really made her daddy cum hard for her was when she worked on just his head, tickling and tongue-flicking the sensitive tip, while rubbing and stroking his balls.  She started doing just that and was immediately rewarded with Jake moaning loudly directly into her overflowing pussy.  He licked and sucked harder, swallowing her nectar and searching deep inside her drooling chasm for more.

Jake latched on to her tingling clit, and then a finger slid into both holes sending Darby over the edge, cumming and dripping into her father’s mouth.  She squeezed his cock tight in her fist as her body tensed and pulsed with the powerful throes of her climax. The tight grip and the sounds and feeling of his daughter’s orgasm from his mouth dropped Jake over his peak as well, and he fired volley after volley of sweet, pearly daddy-cream into his baby girl’s sucking mouth, and she swallowed every bit, not wasting even a drop.  As their passions ebbed, she continued to suck him gently, lovingly, as if she couldn’t bear to part with it.  Jake nuzzled his face into her curls, breathing in her heady, honey-filled scent, luxuriating in the sublime pleasure of having his face between her thighs. God, he loved this woman!

After a few minutes, perhaps a few hours, they sat up and embraced, whispering sweet silly sentiments to each other.

When they finally got up to actually get dressed to go eat something other than each other, Darby asked Jake, “So what was up with you running out to see Nate this morning?”

Jake responded cagily, “We’re working on something. Something big.”

“Will me and Nora like it?”

“We promise, you’ll love it!”

***

Two weeks later, on Wednesday evening, the two couples walked into Mama Pearl’s, a very swanky seafood joint not far from their homes. Jake wondered why seafood again so soon. Nate reasoned, “First, it’s a third-generation black-owned business. They have a closed-off private room which I’ve secured, you cheap-ass bitch, and seafood because tonight, we won’t wanna go to bed on a heavy meal.

Jake responded, “Respect, dog. Well thought out plan!”

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