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By Josoap
Saturday morning was different than usual, lately i had been climbing in to Marias bed as soon as my wife had left for work, using a wet finger, i would lubricate her hole as she slept and then slowly slip my cock in to it, i would try to do it without waking her, i wasnt being considerate, it was more a case of filling her with my sperm without her knowledge or consent really excited me, i figured , if i could do it with her, maybe i could do it with one of her other friends who wasnt sexually active.
I looked in on the girls, they looked so peaceful, i decided to let them sleep a little longer, they had had a busy night.
Going to the kitchen, i started preparing breakfast for us when there was a knock at the front door, it was a heavy knock ( the sort of thing that the police would do), i thought my heart was going to burst out of my chest. Fearfully i opened the door, what a relief, it was a delivery man and not the police. Taking the rather large package from him, i made my way back to the kitchen. Moments later the girls came in looking as if they were still both asleep. ” What was that loud noise daddy ?” Maria asked. ” Im sorry honey, it was a delivery for your mum, im sorry that it woke you”. She walked to me and cuddled me ” Can i go back to bed ?” she asked. ” Of course you can sweetheart” ” Are you coming with me Susan?” she asked. ” Im not tired anymore, i`ll just stay down here with your daddy” Susan replied.
Susan sat at the breakfast bar, i could see her cleavage where her robe had fallen open. ” Does your daddy make breakfast for you ?” ” No…he usually just bends me over the table and pulls my panties down and fills me with his cream and then tells me to make the breakfast.” WOW, that was a response that i wasnt expecting and again she spoke in such a matter of fact way about it, did this girl think that her way of life was normal to all families?. ” Doesnt your mum make breakfast ? ” I dont have a mummy, she died when i was a little girl, so its just me and my daddy”.
My cock was stirring again, i wanted to bend her over the table too. ” So Susan eh….how long have you and your daddy been doing sex things ?” ” I think it was when i was ten, he would come to my bedroom when i was sleeping and come in to my bed and cuddle me, i think he must have missed mummy ” I stood on the other side of the breakfast bar with my cock now forming a tent in my shorts. ” Does your daddy ever tell you that he loves you?” Her head shook from side to side as she took another mouthful of corn flakes. She then looked quite sad , this little girl had obviously never been treated like the little princess that she was,
“Would it be alright if i cuddled you and told you that i love you?”. Standing next to her bar stool, i wrapped my arms around her, ” youre so beautiful Susan and such a sweet girl, i wish you were my daughter, i would tell you and show you every day just how much i loved you.”
She wrapped her arms around me and buried her head in my chest, ” I wish you were my daddy too” she whispered. I placed my hand under her chin and lifted her head and kissed her lips and then told her how beautiful she was and how happy she made me . She looked happy as i took her hand and led her to my bedroom.
Sitting on the edge of the bed ,with her standing in front of me, i loosened the cord that held her robe shut, her robe fell to the ground, her young body truly was magnificent.
After i had removed my own clothing, i took her hand and asked if she would like to lay on the bed. Laying next to her, i again kissed her lips but this time with more passion, she wasnt really sure how to kiss but that was alright, im sure that she would learn in time.
She lay quite still as i kissed all the way down her beautiful body and then all the way back up. Her tits were a great size for sucking on and her little nipples ripened as i flicked my tongue over them.
My hand slipped between her legs, her puffy pussy was so soft and smooth, my finger slipped inside it with ease, she was already nice and wet.
” I love you so much Susan” i said as i climbed on top of her and centred the tip of cock against her slit.
Her eyes went wide and she placed her hands on my bottom as i moved my length in to her , my hips raised and lowered slowly, i wanted to take my time with her and let her feel the difference between a quick fuck and lovemaking.
Raising myself up, i took hold of my cock and rubbed the tip of it against her little clitoris, it rose like a miniature penis, she moaned and moved her head from side to side as this seemed to hit the pleasure sensors in her body, i then rubbed my tip at her opening, encircling it slowly, i wasnt just teasing her, i was teasing myself.
Her hips started involuntary lifting and almost shuddering, she was trying to force me in to her.
” OH GOD !” she called out as her hands flew back and grabbed the edges of the pillow . She was writhing with some force now and her body was almost curved as she lifted her middle.
I knew that she was ready for a real orgasm.
Holding her hips in the air, i thrust myself forward, she let out a throaty growl and her body bounced as i pumped her faster and deeper. ” OH GOD!….OH GOD!…..OH FUCK….OH YES….YES ..YES ..YES…..AAAAAARRRRGGGGGHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS” she screamed.
She was bucking like a bronco as i shot what seemed like gallons of my sperm to her womb. Her body continued bucking even after she collapsed down on to the bed with me dropping on top of her.
We lay there for the longest time panting , her warm sweating body still having little tremors about five minutes after we had finished. I felt my flaccid cock slip from her dripping wet pussy , i was well and truly spent now .
Susan looked so contented as she lay there with her eyes closed and a big smile on her face.
I knew that i couldnt fall asleep and that i would have to get the bedding in to the washing machine before my wife came home
” Why dont you go for a shower before Maria gets out of bed” i said to Susan. She opened her eyes and just smiled, my work was done here, id probably just given her her first real orgasm .
I left her laying there as i went to the bathroom and got myself cleaned up
When i returned, she was already up and in Marias room. ” FUCK!!”…my bed was absolutely soaked, i quickly stripped it and searched for any blonde hairs that had been left behind, thank goodness her pussy was bald, i didnt want to imagine my wifes reaction to finding blonde pubes on her quilt.
” Time to get up” i told Maria, ” Why dont you girls go for a shower and then i`ll drop you off at the Mall”
That put a smile on her face, ” Arent you coming in to the shower with us daddy?” she asked as that had become a regular thing for us both on a Saturday morning.
” Not today honey, i have too much to do” .
Squeezing all of the bedding in to the washing machine, i started on opening the package that had arrived earlier.
It was the coffee table that we had all looked at online, i set about building it up, it was a good quality table and was quite solid.
Strangely enough, my first thought was, Would this take Marias weight if i lay her on it ?.
This table would always be a constnt reminder of the first time that i fucked my beautiful daughter.
Dropping the girls off at the Mall, i handed them both some money, “Buy something nice” i said. The bedding was now dried and back on the bed, all signs of my encounter with Susan were gone.
By the time the girls had returned, my wife was already home.The girls ran straight to the bedroom, Maria used to do that when she had something to hide.
My wife looked shocked as the girls came down to the kitchen, Susan was wearing a pair of light grey skin tight leggings and one of those cropped vest tops that showed her nipples popping through.
I wondered if she was wearing panties as she was showing the perfect cameltoe, i liked it but obviously my wife didnt.
When the girls had gone back to the bedroom, she asked if Susans mother knew that she was dressed like that and claimed that she looked like a prostitute. I didnt mention that she didnt have a mother or the fact that she was a little sex machine.
This was going to be along night, my wife had decided that she wasnt tired and settled down to watch some old romance movie.
I went to the kitchen to pour a couple of drinks, while i was there, i texted Maria and told her not to come down tonight as her mum wasnt going to bed. She texted back….Check your wattsapp.
I opened it up, i was now watching a video of the two of them dancing around in see through underwear, this was obviously what they were hiding when they came home.
I was gutted that i wouldnt see them in person tonight.
Returning to the living room, i suggested to my wife that we had an early night, she agreed. Sex with my wife had become stale since Maria was born, it was almost as if she had all the family she wanted now and didnt need to have sex anymore and when we did, it was the missionary position or nothing, she didnt like to be fingered or licked or anal, im sure the woman should have been a nun.
Thank God my daughter was the complete opposite.
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By Josoap
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