Christine’s father followed the girls out of the gym, making sure that the door latched securely behind him. His hands still kept the memory of the feel of their firm young bodies when he’d patted their behinds. Each time he found it harder to pretend just to be a friendly father and uncle. While he walked to the car his mind was still teased by the fantasies that he’d had while watching the two girls practice.
The girls were waiting by and car and giggling at something, when he asked what was funny, they giggled some more and didn’t tell. He shrugged his shoulders, girls at this age were difficult to understand. How much simpler it would be to hold them down and fuck them. Simpler in one way but the complications that would follow would be too much to risk.
The two girls always squabbled about who’d sit in the front so he’d set up a rotation. Today it was Sandra’s turn while Christine got in the back and sat right behind her father. He could feel the warmth of her breath as she leaned forward to talk to her cousin.
Sandra was fumbling with her seatbelt so her uncle reached across to help. He tried not to react to the brush of her breasts against his arm or the touch of the bare skin of her leg as he clicked the belt home. Sandra’s body was more developed than her cousin’s. As he started the car he couldn’t help glancing at her from the corner of his eye. Unlike his daughter, Sandra kept her hair short. Her hair was a rich reddish brown and curled around her ears. He noticed too the fulness of her lips. Unconsciously he licked his own lips as he wondered what it would be like to kiss his niece.
“Dreams, dreams, nothing but dreams!” he thought to himself as he steered the car through the rush hour traffic. Suddenly his thoughts were interrupted as his niece spoke to him.
“Uncle Jake” Sandra said “Don’t you think I’m old enough to have a boyfriend?” Jake thought a bit, the wrong answer could get him into trouble - either with Sandra or with her mother, his sister Jan. He decided to avoid a direct answer. “A beautiful girl like you must have lots of boys hanging around.” he said.
His answer set Sandra off on a new tack; “Do you really think I’m beautiful?” she asked. There was a touch of teasing and of seriousness in her voice. With sincerity, Jake said that he thought both she and Christine were beautiful and that any boy would be lucky to be their boyfriend. Christine rewarded him with a kiss on the back of his neck which set his body tingling. Sandra said that she found boys their age stupid and unable to say anything pleasant.
With a more pronounced tone of teasing she said that she preferred older men. She wanted someone who was kind and strong. Here she broke into her own sentence and, with no preamble, asked Jake if he’d be her boyfriend.
Coming out of the blue like that, Jake gasped in surprise. Gaining control of his thoughts, that had immediately gone in another direction, he said that he didn’t think her mother of father would approve. Sandra dismissed that worry with a wave of her hand, saying that she wouldn’t tell them about it. Her uncle laughed, trying to keep his tone light in case this was just another of her teases. He said it was a very tempting offer and he’d have to think about it.
Fortunately, at that moment, they arrived at Sandra’s house. As he leaned across to open the front passenger door she gave him a kiss on the cheek. Laughing she said “Bye boyfriend” and scampered up the path to her house.
Jake watched his niece, especially her long, smooth legs and the curves of her butt and hips under the tight gym shorts. Christine took the opportunity to get out of the back and slip into the passenger seat beside her father.
Jake smiled at his daughter as she buckled her seat belt. “God” he thought to himself “how am I going to survive the next few years with as desirable a girl in my house?”
As he swung the car back into the traffic, Jake glanced at his daughter. She had been quieter than usual during the drive and seemed to have a rather sad expression on her face. He put his hand on her knee and squeezed gently. “What’s the matter sweetheart?” he asked. “Oh nothing” Christine replied shaking her head so that her hair swirled around her shoulders.
Not convinced, Jake squeezed her knee a second time. How he loved the feel of her soft skin under his hand. “Are you sure, honey?” he asked with a note of concern in his voice. This time his daughter put her hand on top of his and he thrilled at the gentle touch of her fingers.
“Well,” she said, with hesitation in her voice, “I like Sandra very much, but I’m a little sad at the thought of you being her boyfriend.”
Jake was surprised that his daughter was taking the conversation so seriously. “Why, my sweetheart?” he asked, wondering at the emotions of girls as they matured.
Christine turned to look at him and put both her hands on his, where it rested on her knee. “Because I want you to be my boyfriend!” she blurted out. Her father could hear that she was almost in tears. He pulled the car over to the edge of the road and parked by the curb. Unbuckling his seat belt he reached over and put his arm around his daughter. She cuddled up against his chest. He could feel her trembling with emotion as she sobbed. Gently he smoothed her hair to one side of her face and kissed her forehead. As she felt his lips touch her skin she rubbed her cheek against his chest.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” she gasped between sobs “I don’t mean to be such a baby. But I do love you so and the thought of you being Sandra’s boyfriend made me really sad. I want you to be my boyfriend, not hers.”
“I didn’t think Sandra was really serious about me being her boyfriend” her father answered as he gently stroked her hair, and he continued “If you don’t like the idea let’s forget the whole conversation.”
Christine, sitting up and wiping her eyes with the back of her hands, nodded her head vigorously. “Oh yes, Sandy was serious; she thinks you’re really..” his daughter paused and blushed, before adding, “really sexy”. Then, in a rush “and I think so too. Won’t you have me as your girlfriend, please?” she pleaded.
To say Jake was astonished would be putting it mildly. He’d been having all these erotic thoughts about the girls and suddenly he finds out that they were having erotic thoughts about him! He ran one finger around the outline of his daughter’s face as he thought rapidly.
“You know your mother wouldn’t be happy” he said slowly, being careful not to reject the idea out of hand. His daughter was unfazed by the idea. “She doesn’t need to know and, anyway, I don’t know why she should care. She doesn’t really love you. Her job is more important to her that we are.”
Jake marveled at his daughter’s awareness of those facts of life. She was correct in her understanding. After having one child, Sheila had little interest in sex and none in having a larger family. In fact she’d insisted that he had a vasectomy right after Christine’s birth. His wife had promised that she’d enjoy sex more if he had it done. Jake hadn’t seen any improvement and, as the years had past, lovemaking had become more and more infrequent.
On the other hand late evenings at work had become more and more frequent for his wife as she climbed the corporate ladder. In the beginning he’d wondered whether she was having an affair. But, on the times that he’d been passing her office after dark, he could see her outlined against the shades - either on the phone or typing on her computer. After a while he’d gotten used to it and began to take pleasure in the evenings he spent with his growing daughter; making meals together, or helping her with her homework. Over the last two years he’d become increasingly aware that his interest in Christine had turned from fatherly care to sexual desire.
As all that raced through his mind he ended up with a decision. “What the hell”, he said to himself. He let his fingers come to rest under her chin and tilted his daughter’s face up. He looked in her hopeful brown eyes and was lost. “I will be your boyfriend only if you promise to tell no one. Not even Sandra. Is it a deal?”
Too happy to speak, Christine nodded her head and smiled at him; his heart gave a great bound in his chest. “Shall we seal our deal with a kiss?” he said and his daughter nodded again, tilting her face up closer to his. He bent and kissed her on the mouth, letting his tongue glide along her soft lips and feeling the warmth of her breath enter his open mouth.
He pulled away and sat back behind the steering wheel hardly believing what had just happened. He felt the exhilaration and also a sense of immediate danger. It was like the feeling he’d had when, as a young man, he’d rappelled down a cliff for the first time. The feeling that only comes when you’ve committed yourself to a new and potentially dangerous enterprise that is liberating at the same time. Glancing at Christine as he drove he could see that she was leaning back against the seat with a smile on her lips. She sensed his gaze and turned towards him. The look of love, almost adoration, in her eyes set any doubts he might have at rest. This was so obviously right, so obviously what she wanted.
They drove the rest of the way home in a companionable silence. After a minute or two Jake felt his daughter’s hand slide onto his thigh where it stayed until they pulled into the garage. They sat there for a moment once he’d switched off the engine. Christine turned towards her father; “You do mean it” she asked “you really will be my boyfriend?” Jake nodded; he wasn’t at all sure what was going to happen now but he decided to follow his desires. “Remember,” he said “not a word to anyone.” His daughter smiled at him, “No, it’ll be our secret.”
Sheila opened the door from the house and peered into the garage. “Oh, you are there” she said in a rather accusatory tone “I thought I’d heard the car but wondered when you didn’t come in.” Jake smiled at her as he got out of the car as she turned back into the house. He heard Christine give a little giggle and he shot here a warning glance. She went into the house and headed for the stairs, yelling to her mother that she was going to take a shower.
Sheila was in a bad temper; which happened every time it was her turn to prepare the dinner. She resented any time that was taken away from the work that she’d brought home. Most of her meals were bought on the way back home and tonight was no exception. She merely had to set the table and warm up the Chinese takeout that she’d selected.
Jake took over the setting of the dinner table. He’d read somewhere, a long time ago, that families that ate together were stronger. Although they still did eat together, Sheila usually spent much of the meal looking at her phone or reading a report and making exasperated noises under her breath. This evening wasn’t going to be any different as she’d already put a pile of papers next to her place.
With the food microwaved Sheila yelled up the stairs for her daughter to hurry up; that she’d been long enough in the shower. Jake had spent the time since Christine disappeared upstairs imagining her naked in the shower, with the warm water caressing her young body. He felt his heart speeding up as he dreamed that, maybe, one day he’d see her naked and caress her with real hands, not imaginary ones.
The dinner went as usual; Jake and Christine talked and Sheila read her papers. The only time she joined in was when she said that she wouldn’t be back for dinner the next day as they were planning a retreat for the department heads (which included her) that would be overnight for Friday and Saturday. Christine burst out that her gymnastics competition was that weekend. Sheila didn’t seem particularly concerned; she just shrugged and said that Christine’s father would drive or, if he couldn’t, Sandra’s parents would certainly be going and could take her too.
Christine shrugged and looked at her father. It happened fast, but Jake would have sworn that his daughter winked at him.
After dinner, Jake cleared the table and stacked the dishwasher while Christine went upstairs to do her homework and Sheila, with a sigh of relief, settled down to concentrate on her work.
As he tidied up, Jake thought about the fact that he’d have some hours alone in the house with his daughter the next evening. It would give him time to sort out this new situation. What did she think was involved in a boyfriend/girlfriend relationship? Did she think it was just kissing, holding hands and going out for ice-cream together? Did she have any idea of what he had fantasized of doing with her? How would she feel about him if he went further than kissing?
Those questions, as well as a hundred others, raced around his head. As he finished stacking the dishes he realized that he’d have to approach it carefully, but he had a day to think through what to say and do. He sat down and tried to concentrate on the book he was reading but it was difficult.
When Christine’s normal bedtime rolled round he told his wife he was going up to tell their daughter to finish whatever and get ready for bed. Sheila complained that he was treating his daughter like a little girl and not letting her grow up and take responsibility for herself. As he walked up the stairs, Jake smiled to himself. Sheila would be horrified if she knew how far he was from treating Christine like a little girl.
When he poked his head into Christine’s room he found that she’d already put on her nightdress and was lying on her tummy on top of the blankets reading a teen magazine. He paused at the door to admire the curve of her butt under the thin cloth of her nightdress.
His daughter must have been waiting for him as she rolled over onto her back and smiled at him. “Hi, Dad” she said, “Come and sit down,” She patted the bed next to her. Jake sat down. This close he could swear that he could feel the heat of her body. She wriggled over so that her thigh brushed against his.
Jake felt his throat go dry with desire at the touch of her leg against him. He coughed to clear his throat. “Time for a goodnight kiss” he said, scarcely recognizing the voice as his own. With a boldness that surprised him, Christine said “Yes, but a boyfriend’s good night kiss.” She put her arms around his neck to pull him down for a kiss on the lips. Caught off balance, he put one hand down to stop himself from falling on his daughter with all his weight. He felt his hand slip over the bare skin of her thigh, close to her groin, and the tingle raced through his body.
While he was very aware of where he’d put his hand, Christine didn’t seem to have noticed. All her energy was in giving him a passionate kiss on the lips. A kiss that lingered longer than the kisses in the car. Jake was lying half across his daughter and he could feel the bulge of her little breast against his chest. That wasn’t the only bulge he was aware of, as his prick was getting aroused by the closeness of his daughter's body.
After a minute or so, Jake gently untangled himself from his daughter’s arms and sat back up. “I think I’d better go back downstairs” he said regretfully, “But we’ll have the evening tomorrow to see what you want from your boyfriend.” he added.
“Alright” Christine whispered “and Dad,” she paused “I liked you touching my body like that.” She blew him a kiss as he closed her bedroom door.
Jake had to watch his step as he went down the stairs, his mind in a whirl. It looked as if his daughter might be ready for more than kissing and holding hands. As soon as he could, he went to bed, rubbing himself gently as he thought of is daughter lying there, just a few feet away in the next room. He may have gone to bed early but it took him a long time to settle down enough to get to sleep.
The next day, as usual, Jake left for work before Christine came down to breakfast. There was no gymnastics practice that day so Christine was coming back on the school bus. Jake worked like a demon all morning to get his urgent work done. He then pleaded a headache to leave early. He wanted to get there before his daughter to spend as much time alone with her as possible. With Sheila away, he wanted as much time as possible with Christine.
He managed it, with a few minutes to spare. He was still in the kitchen drinking a glass of water when he heard the key turn in the front door. The moment he saw Christine he could see that she was as excited as he was. Dropping her backpack on the floor, she ran to him and threw her arms around him, turning her face up for a kiss. As he kissed her he picked her up and walked into the family room with her in his arms. Still holding her, he sat in his easy chair and maneuvered her onto his lap. She sat there, snuggled against his chest, as the kiss continued.
After a while they broke contact. Christine rubbed her cheek against him as he asked her if she’d like to know how to kiss properly. Eagerly she nodded her agreement and Jake spent some time showing her how to kiss with her lips parted and her tongue active. She enjoyed the lesson and they practiced happily for twenty minutes or so.
In a pause Christine mentioned how good it felt the night before when he had touched her leg and asked if he’d do it again. Jake needed no encouragement to put his hand on her bare knee and slip it along her thigh, up under her short skirt. He could hear his daughter sigh with pleasure as he rubbed back and forth along the firm muscles of her upper thigh. As her sighs got faster and louder he let his fingers brush against the cloth of her panties, where they covered her groin. The young girl sucked in her breath and gave a sharp cry of surprise.
Jake quickly removed his fingers but his daughter shook her head and told him to do it again. Jake rubbed her virgin mound, feeling the contours of her hidden parts, gently pushing the cloth of her panties into her slit. As he rubbed he felt the cloth getting damp. He knew that his touch was arousing her sexually. He could feel his own arousal at the same time and hoped that he could keep it under control; he didn’t want to come while he was still dressed.
Christine’s moans got louder, stronger and more frequent. Soon her body was twisting in the throes of the feelings that Jake’s fingers were stirring in her. Suddenly her back arched and her hips bucked and she screamed out loud as her first ever orgasm took possession of her body. As it passed she lay back limply against her father, her eyes closed and moaning softly for several minutes.
When her eyes opened she looked up at Jake with both wonder and adoration in her gaze. “I’d never guessed that you could make me feel like that” she murmured. “I want you to do it again and again and again.” She lay back against him, waiting for him to continue. This time Jake slipped his fingers under the cloth of her panties and found her clit, teasing it until his daughter whimpered and squirmed in response to his touch. Next he slid his fingers into her slit and explored the opening to her cunt. Again, his daughter gasped at the sensation and then began moaning as his fingers began to penetrate her vagina. Her moans turned to groans as his fingers went deeper into her. Her groans fell into rhythm with the thrust of his fingers as he started to push them in and pull them out. It wasn’t long before her second orgasm shook her body even more violently than the first.
Gently he pulled his hand back out from under the cloth as he cradled her in his arms. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. She took his hand, the one that had been rousing her sex and brought it to her lips and kissed it. Then, to his amazement, she slowly sucked each of the fingers that had penetrated her.
“I could stay here forever” she whispered as she placed his hand on her breast. “Touch me here” she asked and he moved the palm of his hand over her breast until he felt her nipple harden. Next he undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled it free from her skirt so that it fell open exposing both breasts. He played with one and then the other until both breasts were flushed and their nipples erect. Leaning down he kissed and sucked on one nipple as his fingers continued to play with the other one. All the time his daughter was saying “Yes, yes, yes!”
Jake had no idea how many minutes passed as he indulged his fantasy of fondling his daughter. No need for him to tie her up; she was willing and eager for him to rouse her sexuality. He lost himself in the pleasure of fondling her ripening young body, reveling in the feel of her soft, smooth skin under his fingers and the palm of his hand.
After a while Christine stopped his exploring hand by holding it with both her hands. “Daddy, would you like to see me naked?” she asked. Jake felt as though he hadn’t rightly heard. His daughter was amazing him. She repeated the question and he answered, truthfully, that he would love to see her naked.
His daughter slipped out of his lap and stood up. Jake realized that his legs had lost sensation, after she’d been sitting there so long, and he rubbed the circulation back. Rather shyly, Christine stood facing him. She slipped the blouse, that was hanging open, off her shoulders and down her arms. She let it drop to the floor. Next she undid the zipper of her skirt and let it too fall to the ground. She stepped away from it, dressed just in her panties and ankle socks. She had kicked her shoes off when she’d first sat in his lap.
Hooking her thumbs into the waist of her panties Christine pushed them down over the swell of her hips and the curve of her thighs. Bending over she pushed them down past her knees and they dropped to the floor. Still bending, Christine grabbed her socks by the toes and pulled them off before standing back up facing her father.
Jake wasn’t only thinking of the beauty of his daughter as he gazed at her standing there, totally naked. He was thinking of how much he desired her, of how aroused he was. He wondered how he could get release. He’d love to fuck her, to stretch her out on the bed and slide his shaft into her tight, virgin hole. But he wasn’t sure that she was ready for it. Although she was a lot more ready for lots of things than he’d expected!
The thought obsessed him; having her naked on the bed and him naked beside her, on top of her, covering her with kisses, licking her little hole and then sliding his shaft slowly into her; feeling her muscles give way before his assault. He chased the thought away. There’d be too many complications. How would she respond to the pain of losing her virginity? How could he wash and dry bloodstained sheets before his wife returned in the evening?
He focussed on looking at his naked daughter as she stood there. There was no doubt she had a beautiful body. Being a gymnast kept her shape trim and strong but she was still very feminine with a small waist, hips that swelled just right and legs that were long. He hadn’t realized how much her breasts had matured in the last few months. It was very obvious as they stood taut with sexual arousal. The brown of her nipples matched the color of her hair as it fell around her shoulders.
Christine showed no impatience as her father looked at her. It was rather clear that she enjoyed the pleasure that Jake was getting from the sight of her nakedness. “Turn around” Jake ordered. Obediently his daughter turned around so that he could feast his eyes on the swell of her buttocks and the curve of her back.
Jake stood up and walked over to her. He pulled her back against him as he ran his hands over her from her neck to her groin. He heard his daughter moan with arousal as his fingers brushed her clitoris. Spinning her around he tilted his head down to kiss her on the lips while his hands slipped down her back to fondle the curves of her butt. Christine pushed herself against him, rubbing against his groin, filling him with painful pleasure. Some way or another he’d have to get relief, even if it meant jacking off in the bathroom.
It turned out that wasn’t necessary. Jake felt his daughter’s small hands slip down his back to squeeze his butt. He found it incredibly sexy. She pulled back from the kiss and, with a smile on her face, said that now it was his turn to undress. “I want to see” she added, letting one of her hands slide between his thighs.
With a quick glance at the clock Jake decided that they’d still have time to eat dinner and tidy up before his wife returned - even if they continued in “boyfriend/girlfriend” mode for another half hour. He was surprised that he didn’t think twice about undressing in front of his daughter. Their relationship had changed so radically over the last twenty-four hours that he’d begun to think more of Christine as his sexual partner rather than the little girl he’d looked after for so many years.
Because of his relationship with Sheila and the frustrations that had built up over the years Jake had put his energy into swimming and keeping fit, so his body hadn’t run to fat like so many other men his age. As he pushed his pants and underpants down together he saw his daughter’s eyes grow wide at the sight of his erect penis. “Oh!” she exclaimed “It’s so large!”
Jake laughed “You who made it grow that big my beautiful girlfriend.”
“Did I really?” Christine asked. She seemed quite proud of the effect she’d had on her father’s body.
“Why don’t you touch it?” he said, and watched in fascination as she, hesitantly, reached out a hand to touch his erection. The feel of her fingers on his throbbing shaft nearly made Jake come. If she continued to touch it for much longer he wouldn’t be able to hold back. Fortunately, or maybe not, she pulled her hand away. “It doesn’t look anything like the illustration in the book we had in biology.” she said. “Can you really fit that into the hole between my legs?”
“The first time it would be tight and would probably hurt” he answered her honestly. “But after that it would be much more pleasant.”
“Will you put it in me?” she asked. He wasn’t sure if she was asking for him to do it. He decided to answer her honestly, in the long run it would probably be best. “Sweetheart, I’d love to put it in you. It’s the ultimate pleasure in making love to someone you care for; and I really care for you.” he answered.
“Then let’s do it.” Christine said with determination. “I love you Daddy and I want to give you as much pleasure as I can. Even if it hurts me a little.”
Jake’s heart melted. He wondered what he’d done to deserve such a wonderful girl. “I don’t think it’s a good idea right now” he told his daughter “We need to get dinner out of the way before your mother gets home or she’ll wonder what we’ve been doing.” Jake could see the disappointment on his daughter’s face and had a sudden idea. “There’s something else you could do that would give me a lot of pleasure” he added. He suggested that she could masturbate him and play with his testicles. Christine said she’d be happy to do that but, before she did, she asked him what it was that girls did when they sucked on a boys penis.
Jake felt there was no end to the shocks that his daughter could give him but realized that, by the time girls had spent a couple of years in middle school nowadays, there wouldn’t be much they hadn’t heard about. When Christine heard that gave a man more pleasure than a simple jacking off she said that was what she wanted to do. Jake was happy to oblige.
Christine got down on her knees as he stood with his legs slightly apart. With one hand she guided his penis into her mouth and held it steady while, with the other hand, she stroked his balls. That was arousing enough but then she started to suck and, instinctively, ran her tongue over the swollen bulb. The total sensation was the most amazing that Jake had ever felt. He tried to hold back as long as possible to prolong the pleasure but it was only minute of two before he exploded; pumping a huge load into his daughter’s mouth. Rather than being disgusted by the sudden torrent of semen, Christine continued to suck and swallow until it all had gone.
When she released his penis, Jake fell onto his knees beside her and kissed her lips, her eyes, and her cheeks, while stroking her hair and telling her that she was wonderful. Finally, and with regret, he got to his feet and dressed, telling his daughter that she too should get dressed. She pouted but obeyed. He noticed that while she put on her skirt and blouse, she didn’t put her panties back on.
As they were preparing the dinner, Christine laughed and said that she didn’t think she was hungry after her snack. Jake on the other hand was very hungry. They sat next to one another as they ate and most of the time each of them had their hand between the other’s legs. It made eating awkward but was worth the effort.
After dinner Jake insisted that Christine did her homework, not only so that she wouldn’t fall behind at school but also so that Sheila wouldn’t notice any disruption to the normal routine when she got home. He was just finishing putting away the final dishes when the phone rang. Picking it up he saw it was Sheila and he wondered why she was calling.
“I’m sorry Jake” she said “but it looks as though we’ll be working into the small hours on this. The company is taking rooms for us all at a hotel here in town. Could you manage to pack my night clothes and makeup in an overnight bag along with a change of clothes and drive it to me here at the office? You can leave Christine alone for an hour or so; she’s a big girl now.” Jake smiled knowing that his wife had no idea grown up their daughter had become. Sheila went on to describe the change of clothes that she wanted and where he’d find them. Normally he’d have been very annoyed at her careless way of giving him orders but his only thought was that he’d have the night alone with Christine; that he’d be able to sleep in the same bed as her, he’d have time to wash and dry any sheets that got blood from her broken hymen.
Not wanting to appear too eager, he said that he guessed he could do that. As soon as he’d put the phone down he rushed upstairs to tell Christine the news. She immediately realized what it meant. With a squeal of delight she jumped to her feet and hugged him. Jake slipped his hands under her skirt to feel her butt and she pushed against him. He gave her a slap on the backside and she squealed in pleasure. Telling her to be sure to have her homework finished before he got back, Jake went to grab an overnight bag and fill it with the clothes that his wife had requested. Popping back into his daughter’s room he gave her a kiss on the top of the head and told her he was off.
Jake was so eager to get back that he found himself driving much faster than usual. He forced himself to slow down before he got stopped by the police. The last thing he wanted was to have any unnecessary delays before he got back to the house.
Sheila had explained that she didn’t want him to interrupt the meeting and had told him to leave her bag with the guard at the door. He was happy to do so rather than having to take the time to go up to the offices. Perhaps, too, he felt a little uncomfortable seeing her when he was going right back home intending to fuck their daughter.
Getting home, he hurriedly locked up the house for the night and went up the stairs. He’d wondered where he’d find Christine and how he’d move her into his bedroom. There was no problem because, when he walked into his bedroom, he found his daughter coming out of the bathroom, wearing his bathrobe, which was so big on her that it brushed the floor as she walked. She was toweling her hair dry as she came.
When she saw her father she stopped walking and just looked at him. She let go of the towel and it fell to the floor at her feet. At the sight of her, Jake was overcome with desire. He had no second thoughts. He reached for her and undid the belt of the robe. He pushed it off her shoulders so it, too, fell to the floor and she stood there naked. Once again, he was in awe of her beauty. He thoughts filled with his need to possess her completely.
Christine gasped as he picked her up in to carry her to the bed. She put her arms round his neck and leaned her head against his shoulder. He could feel the dampness of her hair through his shirt.
After he had gently laid her on the top of the bed, Jake stripped off his clothes, tossing them in a pile on a chair. He knelt on the bed beside her and started to stroke her smooth skin. After the orgasm and release she had given him earlier he didn’t have to penetrate her straight away and Jake could see that his daughter was rather tense; not as relaxed as she had been before dinner. He guessed she was rather frightened at the thought of intercourse for the first time. He would take his time to relax her and arouse her senses before taking her virginity.
His hands moved over her body, sliding over every inch of skin, exploring her entirely. It wasn’t just with his hands that he aroused his daughter. His mouth followed his hands, kissing her ears, eyes, the hollow of her throat, the sensitive skin on the inside of her wrists. No part of her body was forgotten. Before long he felt Christine relax her body as she responded to his caresses. He could hear her gasp and moan as he touch each new part of her body for the first time.
Finally, finally he spread her legs apart and touched his mouth to her groin. She gave a little scream of excitement as his lips closed around her clitoris and he pulled it gently. As he played with it he could hear his daughter begin the mounting series of gasps that told she was close to an orgasm. At the same time her hips began to thrust in an instinctive search for a penis to squeeze.
Jake let her clit slip out of his mouth but Christine’s moan of disappointment vanished as his tongue went between her cunt lips and started to lick at the warm, damp flesh. The moans and gasps built and soon Christine’s back arched up from the bed as she pushed her cunt down onto Jakes face in the frenzy of another orgasm. She fell back onto the bed, momentarily drained by her emotions. There was no tension in her body now.
This was what Jake had been waiting for. His penis had been erect and ready for a while now. Jake held his body up on one arm as he guided his shaft between Christine’s damp cunt lips until it touched the entrance to her body. His daughter was looking at him with vague, unfocussed eyes. She could feel what was happening but was in no state to do anything but lie there as he prepared.
Jake gently moved is hips forward until the bulb of his penis was securely inside his daughter. He lowered himself onto the mattress, placing one elbow on each side of his daughter’s chest so that he was taking his weight on his forearms and not crushing the young girl. However he was close enough to her that he could feel her nipple brush the hairs on his chest as he started to slowly rock his shaft deeper into her.
She was tight, even tighter than he had expected, but her juices had flowed enough to lubricate his prick as it went in. Christine gave a little gasp when she felt the tip of his penis touch her hymen and she started to stiffen. Jake bent his head down and kissed her on the lips, covering her mouth with his as he broke the fragile barrier on his journey into her. Tears started to her eyes at the sharp pain but she soon forgot about it as her body picked up the rhythm of his thrusts. Jake could feel her muscles squeezing his penis, stimulating it to orgasm.
Jake had slowed down, waiting for his daughter to recover, but, as soon as he heard her moaning in rhythm with his thrusts, he picked up the speed again until he could hear her approaching another climax. Then he would deliberately slow down in order to tease her and to stretch out the enjoyment. However, he couldn’t keep it going for too long and, with a deep grunt, he shot his load deep into his daughter while she joined him in a mutual orgasm.
When his shrinking penis slipped out, Jake lowered himself to lie on the bed beside her; looking at her he realized that his daughter was crying, tears running down her flushed cheeks. Concerned, he asked if he’d hurt her, but she smiled through her tears and shook her head.
“It’s just that it’s so wonderful” she said “I’ve loved you since always and, ever since I found out what men and women did together, I’ve dreamed of doing it with you. But it was more beautiful that I’d ever imagined. Oh Daddy I love you, I love you, I love you!” she blurted as she rolled onto her side so that she was tight against his body
They made love twice more that night before they went to sleep, exhausted, in one another’s arms. In the early hours of the morning Jake woke up feeling better than he had in years. Just as he was beginning to fear that it had all been a dream he felt Christine move beside him, snuggling against him for warmth. Jake didn’t go back to sleep, he didn’t need to. Even though he’d made love more times in one night than he had done on any night since he’d gotten married, he felt alive, alert and refreshed.
As the dawn light crept into the room, Jake began to realize the situation he was in. Up to then his lust had deadened him to the complications that would arise. How would he manage to act normally around Sheila, especially when Christine was there? Was there any real chance of keeping their affair a secret? He didn’t know but he knew that he’d do damn all to make it work. After last night he wanted to keep making love to Christine and he knew that she wanted it too.
His daughter yawned as she woke up and started to run her fingers through his chest hair. Jake was content to stroke her long brown hair down from the crown of her head onto her bare shoulders and then find her nipples to play with. After a while Christine raised herself on one elbow and looked at Jake.
“I’ve been thinking” she said “You remember that I said I wanted you to be my boyfriend and not Sandra’s? Well, I’m not sure that fair. I know she’ll never find any other boyfriend as good as you and she is my best friend. Do you think you would be her boyfriend as well as mine?”
Jake lay there for a moment. He hadn’t thought things could get any better than they were and here his daughter was suggesting that he have sex with his niece as well. “Are you sure you want that?” he asked her cautiously, trying not to get his hopes up too soon. Christine nodded her head, a serious look on her face. “I won’t be jealous so long as you love me more.” Jake hurried to tell her that he liked Sandra but that his daughter would always be his real love. This satisfied her and she started to make plans so that they could spend some time together with Sandra.
“I know” Christine said, with a look of triumph on her face “We can invite Sandra to spend the night here on Friday so you can drive us both to gymnastics. Mom won’t be here and Sandy’s parents will probably be happy. We have to get to the gym hours before the competition in order to warm up and so they won’t have to hang around until things start.” She giggled “but you’ll have to be there and can spend you time looking at all the other girls; but don’t try to make love to any of them.”
Jake agreed that it was a plan and promised not to make a move on any of the other girls. He promised also to phone his sister during the day to suggest that Sandra sleep over on Friday night. With a teasing smile on her lips, Christine asked how she’d be rewarded for her plan and, one thing leading to another, they made love again before showering and getting dressed. They showered together, and Jake found it very erotic to be soaped by his daughter. It was only with difficulty that he avoided making love to her again.
Jake left late for work that morning as he had to strip the bed, put the sheets in the washing machine and then wait to put them in the drier. Christine left to catch the school bus, sharing one last, lingering kiss before she went out the door. They went their separate ways knowing that they’d meet when Jake went to pick the girls up after gymnastics.
During the morning Jake managed to speak to his sister and make the suggestion that Christine had thought of. Sandra’s mother was delighted with the idea and thanked him twice. He felt a little guilty but it didn’t stop him. Before he hung up his sister asked if she could ask him a big favor. It was their wedding anniversary and she was planning a surprise overnight at a B and B and it would be great if they could do it that Saturday. She wondered if it would be too much to ask him to keep Sandra for another night. If he could bring her home on Sunday after lunch it would be wonderful.
It seemed that everything was working to make his fantasies come true and Jake hurriedly assured his sister that, as Sheila was going to be away that weekend it would make his life easier to have Sandra there to play with Christine. He didn’t mention that he was intending to play with both of them as much as he could! It was agreed that Jan would collect the two girls after school on Friday with a suitcase for Sandra and then swing by his house to drop them off. Jake asked her to pack a dress for her daughter as he’d thought of surprising the girls by taking them to a fancy restaurant as a reward after the competition. Jan though that would be a great idea and Sandra would love it. She ended the phone call by thanking him again for all the trouble he was taking.
It was nearly midday on Wednesday when Jake had made the call, which meant it was all of fifty hours until he had the two girls all to himself. He wondered how he would make it through those fifty hours. Jake was finding that the night he’d spent making love to his daughter had increased rather than decreased his desire for more.
That evening, when he got to the gym, he found the girls almost bursting with excitement. From the way Sandra looked at him it was obvious that Christine had told her about their activities of the previous night. He saw her eyes go to his groin and he wondered what exactly Christine had told her cousin and hoped she hadn’t exaggerated!
While he was waiting for them to put on their socks and shoes the coach, Ms. Jensen, strolled over to chat with him. “I don’t know what’s got into those two girls” she said, shaking her head, “They were hardly able to concentrate on what they were doing; arms and legs all over the place. I hope they’re more focussed for the competition on Saturday or they’ll never make it from the local to the regional competition and I’d thought they had a chance.”
Jake told her that he’d try to get them to take the competition seriously. He didn’t mention that, with how he’d be occupying their time on Friday night, it wasn’t too likely that they’d be in a better state than they were now.
As soon as the girls were in the car, they started pouring out questions. When they quietened down he told them, that not only were they going to be with him on Friday night, but that Sandra was staying Saturday night and Sunday morning. They both squealed with delight and threw their arms around him. It was Christine’s turn to sit in front but she only kissed him on the cheek as there were other parents around. However she slipped her hand between his thighs and rubbed his groin, laughing as she felt his penis swell in response. It was amazing how she had so quickly turned into a sexually aware creature.
Sandra, not to be ignored, nibbled at the back of his neck as drove, which, along with Christine’s hand between his thighs, made it very difficult to concentrate on his driving. Between nibbles Sandra asked if he’d do everything to her that he’d done to Christine. From the questions she asked it was obvious that somehow during the day Christine had found time to tell her everything that had happened. When she’d run out of questions Sandra fell quiet for a bit and then, in a thoughtful voice said that she’d heard that there were other things that you could do too. Jake wasn’t sure what she meant by that and, before he could learn more, they were outside her house. Jan came out to collect her daughter and to ask Jake if he was sure it was alright for Saturday night too. Both the girls answered that it absolutely was before he had a chance to open his mouth. He laughed and said that yes, he was sure it would be fine.
As they drove away Christine’s hand slipped back between his thighs to rub his groin. Jake’s mind was less on the arousal that she was causing than on plans for what he’d do with the two of them over the weekend. He wondered what the “other things” were that Sandra had mentioned. If they went beyond what he’d already done with Christine they would be very interesting. It looked as though his dreams were coming true.
