How could this happen?

deWrack

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Jack Brenden had a normal life, as he'd always seen it, at least. He got his master's degree, worked in the field he always thought he'd be in.
He married during grad school, and he and his wife were still together after almost 20 years.
At 44, he seemingly had whatever he really wanted. He wasn't rich, but then again, he sure wasn't needy, either.
His wife, Kristi, was still as beautiful today as she was when he met her at age 17. They were still close, still sexually active, and even experimental at times, though there were - honestly - fewer and fewer things to be 'experimental' about.
And maybe that was the glitch.
Ashley didn't look so much like Kristi as she did when she was a baby. Now nearing her high school graduation, wasn't as busty as Kristi, and had dark hair like Jack's own. Big brown eyes, and a sly smile....she was beautiful.
The thing that Jim couldn't help but continuing to notice with more and more frequency was Ashley's libido, which - joking or not - seemed to be considerable.
Or maybe he was imagining things, wanting that taste of experimentation back in his life.
Everytime he thought of these things, though, he chided himself for thinking that way about his own daughter. It got to the point recently where he thought he might have to divorce Kristi just to get away from the situation.
He realized he was being foolish, that these things would fade with inaction, and to stay the course of the 9-to-5.
And then the perfect storm hit....
A classmate of Kristi's from high school had unexpectedly passed away. Living more than 1,000 miles from their hometown, Jack wasn't going to make the trip for the funeral, and Ashley didn't know the woman, so her missing school was out, as well.
Kristi left on Wednesday. The funeral was scheduled for Friday morning, and she was flying home on Saturday.
Wednesday evening Jack came home, and Ashley was half-sitting half-laying on the couch with a bottle of water in her hand, looking at the door when her dad came in.
The precocious tart had been rummaging through her mom's things as teenage girls are wont to do when they know they can get away with it. What she found was some of her parents' more hard-core porn.
Playing on the tv, in full digital surround sound, was a scene of a young man plowing his girlfriend from behind. A second cock was being dangled in front of her.
The girl looked remarkably like Ashley.
"So is this what you and mom do when I'm asleep?" she coyly asked Jack.
He thought he was in trouble...but then she did the strangest thing....
Ashley winked at her dad, put down her bottle of water and stood up.
 
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Wearing only black cotton panties, pink ankle socks and one of Jack's over sized tee shirts Ashley felt remarkably sexy as she stood up to her fathers height. That movie had, had her gushing around the black fabric, which was darker still because of the liquid that had soaked it thoroughly. Something about the girl on screen, how she resembled that girl had made Ashley incredibly horny, enough so that she had cum in those black panties, while one finger was buried deep inside her pussy, and the other had been rubbing the black silk all over her clit.

Now she wanted, no; she needed something else, something more. Her eyes were slightly glazed as she walked towards her dad, "The tape is worn out dad, do you like thinking about me getting stuffed like that?" She asked, her voice shaking just a bit as she walked slowly, sexily over to the man she called her father.

For sometime now Ashley had known about sex, how she wanted it and what she needed to do to get it. This isn't saying she was a slut of any kind, she'd only had sex twice. Both times with the same boyfriend she had right now, the same one that had twice proposed to her, and twice she had said not right now. She was always careful, insisting on rubbers and making sure she took the pill. But all the same, her orgasm count was far to high for her to count from cunnilingus, finger sex and even an anal/oral affair that had quickly turned into another finger fucking, in both holes.

But all that paled in comparison to the fantasy's she could induce with simply her mind, and right now one of those amazing fantasies was coming to life, at least in her cloudy mind. When she reached her father, she didn't stop, but instead lifted her leg and curled it around his side, then leaned forward to kiss his neck, bypassing the mouth because she wanted to hear his moan and be able to whisper in his ear... "I want to play too."
 
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There were two ways that Jack thought he could react at this moment.
First, the natural reaction, was to put his hands on Ashley's shoulders, push her away, and lie through his teeth to her. There was no way he was going to 'play' with her or wanted to.
But of course, as soon as he would do that he'd go upstairs and jack off so fervently he'd likely cum within 20 seconds. Then he'd have to go back downstairs invariably and face her, with her in ruins after this display.
The second course of action was - somehow - less daunting to him, and he opted to go its route.
Ashley's whisper stood the hair on his neck on its end. He wrapped his hands around her waist and peeled her underwear down in behind, exposing her ass. He grabbed two handfuls of it, and pulled her to him so that she clung to his body as she continued to kiss his neck.
"If you want to play, Ashley, we need to lock the door and go upstairs," Jack quietly said. "That way we won't have any surprises."
Any surprises? he thought. That's a laugh in itself. This was enough - more actually - of a surprise than he ever would likely get over. By now he knew that Ashley knew he thought about fucking her, and seeing her fucked. Stuffed, as she put it.
Still massaging his daughter's ass, he leaned in to kiss her shoulders, and whispered again to her.
"I want to feel you inside," he said. "yes, Ash. Daddy thinks about stuffing you like that."
He broke the embrace, turned her around to face the stairs and swatted her on the bottom playfully.
"Race ya upstairs."
Playfully she high-tailed it for the steps, her tight, rounded bottom still showing and her black panties pulled down to her thighs. Jack turned the other way long enough to lock the door, and he began undressing himself on his way upstairs behind her.
Some race...he always let her win, and this seemed like it could be the ultimate victory - or defeat - for both of them.
For the moment, his raging hard on told him that he didn't give one good damn either way.
 
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Ashley waited to the side of the door for her dad, the moment his elongated cock came into view she stepped from the side and reached for his large frame and meat muscle. Her hand seized his cock delicately, but firmly pulling him towards the bed, she walked backwards, pointing the cock right at her pussy so when she fell back onto the bed and pulled him on top of hers, the large member was trapped between her legs, held away from the delicate opening by her thin, soaked panties. "I hope you know how to use that thing daddy, because i'm not going to school tomorrow, or the next day." She growled softly, seizing the nape of his neck in her mouth and suckling on it heavily after whispering those words into his ear.
 
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Jack tumbled on top of his baby girl. He couldn't believe the ferocity with which she was moving things along, but that had good reason. If either of them took long enough to think things through rationally this maybe never happened.
But by now his thoughts of being rational were fleeting at best. His sexy daughter, who obviously had been thinking of this for some time, had his dick in her hands and was stroking him.
She fed his cock to her smooth thighs, which continued to massage him as she sucked on his neck.
He could wait no longer. With the urgency of a teenaged boy he slid the head of his cock between her soaking wet underwear and her crotch. Like a moisture-seeking missile it probed her light patch of soaked pubic hair while he yanked her shirt up over her head and off, flinging it to the floor.
He hadn't seen her tits since - well, since before they were 'tits'. They were astoundingly pale and her nipples as pink as he could imagine the color to be. He lowered his mouth to the one on the right and began sucking. His playful bites on the tip were perhaps the most ironic motion either of them would make in their lives.
The father, nursing from his daughter's breast.
He put his hands under Ashley's back and turned his head briefly to the left.
"Do you want Daddy to fuck you, Ashley, sweety?"
Her groans and babified "Uh-huhhhh" nearly sent him over the edge. "Put it in me Daddy, please?"
With her panties still trying to cling to her body, Jack sank the head of his cock between her lips, eliciting a soft cry from his daughter that turned to a gracious moan from both of them.
GOD! her pussy felt good, he thought. It was soaking wet, and as tight as he could ever imagine a pussy to be.
He continued into her until the base of his shaft butted against her parted lips.
"I love you Ashley. Just know that Daddy loves you."
She nodded in agreement, and he slid almost all the way out of her before plunging in once again. He took his time with the movements, not wanting to rush things now that they had consumated this relationship.
Soon, though, they both wanted more. Ashley's grinding into him urged Jack to pick up the pace. His girl wanted fucked hard, and he began to oblige her wishes.
 
Perhaps it was the irony and impossibleness of the situation, or perhaps it was just that movie that had made her so horny, whatever it was her daddy's teeth on her nipples made Ashley squirm with pleasure beneath his large frame. Her stomach quivered as she felt his cock brushing against her covered pussy over and over again, a moan of pleasure and desire welled deep in her throat and burst forwards as daddy asked his little daughter for a fuck. It was the most silly, romantic and horny thing Ashely had heard in all twenty odd years of her life.

Her boyfriend had been quite well endowed, but having only been fucked twice by the shapely cock, Ashely was still very tight, tight enough to feel every ridge and edge of her daddy's cock as it slid deep into her pussy. It made her cry and squirm, her hips move in circles along the bedsheets, cry in pleasure that was. "Daddieeeee!" She screeched, her legs automatically wrapped about his torso and dug into his sides, while both her hands went to his neck and shoulder. "Daddy..." She tried to breath, catching her heaving chest mid breath, "Fuck me! Pleeeeeeeease!" She begged literally as he pussy clenched across his large member, sending bolts of pleasure to just behind her eyes, where it bursts into a million shards. Her gasping was already long and deep, with each of his powerful strokes million volts of electricity jumped in her heart, pushing pleasure to the farthest recesses of her body.

How could Ashely do this you ask? Fuck her very own father? Well, it was every stroke of his delightful cock that allowed her to push past any fleeting guilt that rose up to meet her. Soon her mouth was hanging open, her breasts and abdomen quivering with every gasp that was in time with her fathers every stroke. "Gawd.... Daddiiiiiie!" She squealed again, her whole body tensing in pre-orgasmic shudders.
 
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It wasn't a situation in which he would turn her over and fuck her from behind, though - oh my god - did he want to. It was still such a surprise to him that he barely felt the ability from second to second to continue fucking his daughter, though it felt better than any woman he'd ever penetrated.
He grooved in and out of her pussy. Holding her shoulders, he penetrated her with more and more ferocity.
This was a girl who was meant to be fucked, he thought, and what better man than him to fuck her....she was his own.
He began to slam into her...over and over
"Do you want daddy's dick in you all the time?"
She panted breathlessly.
"Yes. Please, daddy...fuck me like you fucky mom.....only better."
The sound of him pounding into her echoed through the room, almost to a disgusting level. he smacked against her swollen pussy over and over.
And then he let it slip. He lent down and whispered....
"You're pussy is more fun to fuck than your mom's, babydoll," he said.
He turned her over onto her stomach, raised her onto her knees and began to fuck her like a slut from behind.
 
Ashely squealed in extra delight from the words that left his mouth and him flipping her over to be taken from behind. The pulverizing her pussy was taking in this position was making her mind mush and mumble, she couldn't think as pleasure began to seep from every pour in her body. The sweat was in ecstasy of pleasure, her pushy gushed with liquid from the horniness in which state she was in.

When her first orgasm struck, Ashely wasn't sure that it was an orgasm, because it felt weaker then she thought it should be. But little did she know it was only the first shudder of many that would cripple her, they started to come in wave after wave, making her buck back into the pleasure poisoning tool that entered her time after time again and again. "Daddiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiie!" Her loud scream of pleasure was cut short as the orgasms became so violent her legs shot out to the side and scissored around her daddy, her arms collapsed and her chest fell into the silky sheets. Her whole body rolled and spasmed with the orgasm, her chest had stopped heaving because she simply could not breath.
 
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Ashley collapsed into convulsions as she came all over Jack's cock, but he'd slipped into automatic overdrive. It was as if something otherworldly had taken over control of him, and he kept pounding her harder.
"You're Daddy's good girl, now Ashley, baby," he assured her as he leaned back slightly and slid in and out of her pussy enough to raise her ass off the bed with each thrust. She began to whimper and moan softly again, as she finally regained control of her breath.
He placed his hands on her hips and clutched her closer to him as he jutted deep into his little girl's hole. By now his movements were at their most primal, and he felt himself begin to twitch in between her tight lips.
"Relax kitten Daddy's going to cum in you like a big girl gets it," he whispered. He quickly exploded inside of her, eliciting another whimper as she felt the first rushes of her father's juice hit the inner walls of his most prized new possession.
Jack thrust five more times after shooting a heavy load into his baby girl, and collapsed onto her back.
"I love you Ashley, we're going to do this much more often. I want to show you so much this week," he said as he massaged her body from her tits to her hips.
His cock gradually slipped out of her pussy sliding off to the side. Soon after, a trail of his spunk also began to ooze out of his daughter's fuck hole.
 
Two of Ashley's fingers probed her pussy, liquidating the area with his sperm over and over again, then she brought the two fingers to her mouth and licked them dry. "Mhmmm." She moaned, before smiling back at her daddy, she rolled onto her back and began to move her hands from her pussy to her mouth and nipples, and all over her stomach, rubbing in the creamy liquid that seemed to have no end as it dripped from her pussy. Her eyes fluttered a bit as she glanced to her daddy, "I'm so tired daddy..." Her voice was just that, soft and tired, also a little confused. "I don't know..." Slowly she drifted into a half sleeping, half awake state, two fingers in her pussy, two in her mouth. Her mind was so confused after what just happened, it was trying to think it all out.
 
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Jack stroked Ashley's hair lightly, easing her into sleep. She seemed blissful, but both of them had immediate dispositions after fucking for the first time that dictated there were going to be issues as a result of these actions.
She was his daughter.
He just fucked the hell out of her.
He came inside her, and quite a bit at that.
He continued brushing his hair with his hand, and kissed her on the forehead as it became apparent she'd drifted into sleep. This continued for nearly seven minutes before he pulled himself away, and walked downstairs to make her something to eat.
As lustful and brazen and powerful as the physical experience was, Jack knew he didn't and couldn't treat this the way he would some passionate one-night stand with a slut he knew he'd never see again. He, no, they, he realized, were in territory otherwise mostly chartered by hillbillies and prehistoric humans.
He began to make her french toast, though it was nearly 8 p.m. He made it from scratch, and was preparing to take her breakfast in bed, his little princess having graduated to his new queen.
As he continued to think of the ramifications he realized that one thing was for certain - he wanted her again, and perhaps even more than he did earlier in the day.
 
Ashley woke up around ten, needing the short power nap to get refreshed for what promised to be a very long night and weekend. Her body felt sticky and smelled like sweat and sex, Ashley smiled, frowned and smiled again as memories flooded her of what happened between her and daddy just hours ago.

Totally naked she walked through the hallway to the bathroom, not even looking for her dad, wanting to just shower and think about this thing they've done. The hot water coursed across her shoulders, breasts and stomach, then drained off where her trimmed pussy was at, a smile flickered on and off across her face as she remembered everything.

What had they done?
 
Jack took a tray of food upstairs, topped by the french toast and strawberries.
Ashley was in the shower, it sounded. He thought of waiting for her, but after a few moments thought he should check on her. It had been - whether they had enjoyed it or not - a somewhat traumatic evening.
He sat the tray on the chest at the foot of his bed, and returned to the bathroom. Through the steam and mist, he called to his young daughter.
"Ash? You ok babydoll? I've got some food for you in our room for when you're done," he said.
It was already out of his mouth when he realized he'd called it our room. He wondered if Ashley had caught it.
 
Ashely froze as she heard the door open, then shivered when her dad's voice floated through the steam and mist into her ears. Her voice quavered a bit as she sent back her reply, "OK daddy." Her insides and outsides were trembling, she could not help but feel the fear and trepidations and guilt that were all creeping on her as she remembered again and again what she did. The fact that she was horny did not seem like a logical excuse, that was her fuckin father for crying out loud!

Tears began to mix with the water as it cascaded down her face, it wasn't merely the fact that they had done what they'd done that made her so scared. But the fact that she had liked it, so much, and knew they would be doing it again and she couldn't help herself. With an unsteady sigh she turned off the water and began toweling off, trying to rid the jitters from her body as quickly as she could.
 
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