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I think I mentioned that I had been married and divorced. My ex, Susan and I were on friendly terms but now lived in different cities. She had remarried and appeared to be happy in her new life. We have three children who are grown and out of the house although one was still in college. Bryan was the oldest and lived and worked in LA with some defense contractor. Cynthia was just out of college and looking for work. Marcie, the baby was a freshman at Florida State.
I got a call one afternoon from Susan saying that Cynthia had some job interviews in my town and asking if she could stay with me while she was here. I was all for that. I hadn't seen Cyn since her High School graduation and hadn't really given her anything for her college graduation. I made arrangements to pick her up at the airport and hurried off to get things ready. I still had a couple of suites available in the main house but she would probably be more comfortable in the pool house. It had a kitchen and bath all its own and she would have more privacy. I also went down to a local car dealer and picked out a new small blue convertible that I thought she'd like.
I picked up the car the next day and drove to the airport in time to meet Cyn's flight. The airline was reasonably on time and Cynthia lit up the place with a big smile as soon as she saw me. Cynthia was every father's ideal of the perfect baby doll daughter. She had soft, pale blond hair and blue eyes that always seemed to be smiling. I was almost glad that I wasn't around to get upset with her boyfriends when she started dating. She gave me a big hug and a kiss and, taking my arm, led me off toward the baggage carousel.
I picked up three dangerously overloaded suitcases and helped her drag them out to the car. I put the luggage into the trunk, handed her the keys and said, "Sweetheart, here's your graduation present!" She dropped her jaw in disbelief but quickly gave me an enthusiastic hug and jumped behind the wheel. She had a smile on her cute face all the way home. I gave her directions and she gave me a confused look as we came through the security gate. "Dad, did you come into some money?" "Yes. I don't work anymore and have a staff and a number of guests." I couldn't think of an appropriate way to tell her about my ladies.
I directed her to the pool house explaining that she could stay as long as she liked and could have her own comfort and privacy. She didn't say much as I helped her get settled. I showed her around the grounds and then brought her to the house. I introduced her to whoever was around at the time and explained that several more were out at work or school.
She was very impressed with the house and noticed the room arrangements. We took some iced tea out to the pool and sat to catch up. "Dad, do all these women live with you?" "Yes" "Are you married to any of them?" "No". I was still reluctant to explain. "Dad, what's going on here?" I had to tell her. It wasn't going to be a secret from my family much longer. "I have a number of woman friends who live with me. I love them and we make each other happy." I didn't say that a few were younger than she was. She could see that for herself.
"Cyn, please don't make a big thing about it and please don't tell your mother. She wouldn't understand and I don't want to upset her."
Cyn looked at me knowingly, "Dad, are you a horny old goat?" I smiled, "Yes. You've hit it right on the head." "It's all right with me dad. I'm just glad you're happy." We hugged and then went in to dinner.
Cynthia accepted a job at the second interview she had. She would be doing technical writing at a small technology start-up. If the company succeeded, she would become the manager of customer service and get stock options. It sounded like a good risk for a young, aggressive person to take. She decided to continue to live with me for a while until she saved up enough for a place of her own.
I began watching TV with Cynthia every night after dinner. This gave us a chance to get to know each other again and talk about the future. The pool house had a large comfortable sofa in front of the fireplace with a TV off to one side. We could sit there and watch some comedy or the other, making comments about the plots and even commercials. Cynthia began sitting close to me so she could touch my arm when she wanted to say something. It was all the kinds of things a close Father and daughter would do.
One evening between shows, Cyn lifted my arm and snuggled up under it. I didn't think anything about it until she began to stroke my chest. I was startled! "Cyn, what are you doing?"... she didn't answer. "Cyn, you're my daughter!" "Yes I am. Don't you love me?" She turned those baby-doll blue eyes and looked at me reproachfully. "You know I love you, but not as a man and a woman." "Aren't I pretty enough for you?" She moved her hand down to my thigh and in spite of myself, I could feel my dick growing. "You're the prettiest girl I know but incest is wrong!" "Dad, I'm over twenty one. I'm happily non-virgin. You're not molesting me. I find you very attractive and want to know you better. Do I mean less to you than those girls in the main house?" "No, of course not." "Then what's the problem? I want you and, judging by that bulge in your pants, you want me too." She moved her hand over that betraying bulge and squeezed lightly. I was lost. Guilt or no guilt, I had no more reasonable arguments to make. I looked down and kissed those soft lips.
Cynthia reacted to my kiss by throwing her arms around my neck and pulling me down into an even deeper kiss. Her pink tongue darted into my mouth and searched for mine. In a moment, we broke away panting, the desire building in us both. She began unbuttoning her shirt; each flip of her fingers revealing more to my eyes. She slipped out of the shirt and threw it on the floor. She wore no bra and didn't need one. Her breasts were delightful mounds with tiny nipples erect and upturned.
She got to her knees and fed one into my mouth. I didn't need any more encouragement to suck them flicking the pert nipple with my tongue. My mouth was electric on her body. She moaned and clutched the back of my head, deepening my suck on her mammaries.
I reached between her legs and felt her sex through her jeans. She drew her legs together, trapping my hand between her thighs. Dampness started soaking through, wetting my hand as she called her desire. I popped the snap on the jeans and pulled the zipper down. The pants were tight on her and it took both hands to strip them down her legs. Her panties came too, baring her wispy blond pussy to my eyes. Th thrust my hand between her legs again, this time feeling the swollen, moist lips of her cunt. Cyn cried out again, calling me to fuck her, telling me how much she needed me. I slipped a finger into her hole and felt the tightness of her, the freshness of her young body.
I pushed her away long enough to strip the jeans off her legs and bare her completely to my sight. She was incredibly beautiful. Her curves and softness made evident that she was a woman grown, no longer the little girl I remembered. I laid her down and slipped my tongue deeply into her hot pussy. She came immediately; quivering and tensing as her father tasted her sweetness. I grabbed her buttocks with both hands, holding her up to my questing mouth. She continued to orgasm, her muscles going ridged as her body erupted in joy. She was incoherent, her throat straining too much for words as she tried to voice her thundering passion. I continued my cuntal kiss for a few more minutes until she collapsed in exhaustion, her straining body too fatigued to go on.
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