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"Ooooh daddy, oooh daddy!" she screamed loudly has he fucked her roughly. His large hand reached and grabbed her tender breast, and before he knew it, he released his seed inside of her.

Malcolm Roberts woke in a cold sweat. He looked over at his large empty bed. He sighed and rose. Stepping out into the hallway, he silently walked to his daughter's room, where he peaked inside and saw she was sleeping peacefully.

He smiled to himself and closed the door. He retreated to the the bathroom located adjacent to his bedroom, and turned on the water and splashed his face.

It had been a long 4 years since his wife died, leaving him with a 14 year old daughter to raise alone. He's refused to date anybody, dedicating himself to excelling at his job, and making sure his daughter had a comfortable life....

However, lately, he'd been feeling... something else, towards his daughter. It started two weeks ago, he was just outside his office, gathering some reports. Two interns, college-age lackeys, were in his office, fixing his computer, when they began making sexual remarks about the pictures of him and his daughter on his desk.

He had fired them instantly, but ever since then, he'd been having sexual dreams and thoughts about his daughter. He wasn't a creep, and these thoughts disgusted him. He reached down and splashed cool water on his face, trying to get the impure thoughts out of his head.
 
*shameful penis-shrinking bump since BBS dropped out*
 
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Sleeping peacefully, Lily dreamed of wonderful things. Things a normal young adult would. She was in a gorgeous marble white bathroom, lounging in a huge tub filled with shimmering water and pink bubbles. She was perfectly comfortable, her eyes shut lightly head back. Her long strawberry blonde locks were draped behind her to one side, head tilted ever so slightly. Tickles were felt against her slender neck causing her to moan softly. Something slightly wet and smooth pressed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine, her lower area growing wet and not from the water. "Oh daddy..." she moaned softly and the tickling increased moving down to her shoulders and back up. Again she moaned hearing a hand enter the still water and...

Lily's eyes jerked open and she frowned a little before ruffling her strawberry locks. It was happening again. Those horrid dreams. The girl shook her head a little and used a hand to feel her warm mound beneath her gown. She had made a little mess, her womanhood soaked. It was wrong to think of her father in that way and she scolded herself for it. Lily hated it but couldn't help it. Not since that night.

It had been storming out and she was scared so she had crept into her father's room. Yes, 18 years old and frightened by a little weather. Tipping toeing into his room, she saw him tossing and turning, moaning and sweating. She wasn't sure whether to wake him or not for he looked to be dreaming. Lily thought if she crawled into bed with him he'd calm down, so she had and he had. What she found out was startling though. His arm wrapped around her growing content resting on his side. Lily had felt something unusual beneath the sheets and peeked under...seeing his boxers in a perfect tent. A big tent. Slipping out from under the blankets she retreated to her room and since then came these...these dreams.

Climbing out of bed, she made her way into the hall in her pink night gown. She was about to head into the bathroom closest to her father's room when she noticed the door was shut. He was up. Lily stood by the door casually deciding not to say anything about needing to clean up just yet.
 
Malcolm finished cleaning off his face and sighed. He hadn't had a decent lay in almost four years. Maybe thats the cause of these dreams, he sighed. He shut off the water and wrapped his hand around the door and opened it. Like a bad dream, haunting him, his beautiful daughter was standing there, waiting.

"Lily, dear. What are you doing up this late?" he asked in his fatherly voice.
 
Lily could hear the water running in the bathroom making a chill run down her spine. She thought of the bathtub water running, her father kissing her neck with more than just fatherly affection. Why was she thinking like this?! She was as pure. A virgin, she'd never done anything with her boyfriend in her life more than kissing whether it be because she was too shy or because Malcolm was protective. Then again anyone would be after losing their wife. You'd do anything in your power to keep your daughter from harm. She listened to him. Respected him and now this? These thoughts? Well...he was pretty big from what she could tell and she'd never seen one before so it had made her curious. That didn't make it right though.

Hearing the water stop she didn't now whether to run to her room or stay. Before she got a chance to do anything Malcolm opened the door. "Hi, Dad," she greeted innocently. "I just had to go. Too much water before bed, ya know. What are you doing up?"
 
Malcolm chuckled softly and stared at his daughter's beautiful face. "You know what your grandmother says, not so much water before bed," he said, smiling. His eyes moved south, and he eyed up the rolling curves of her pink little nightgown. Damn, thats a sexy little outfit. Who bought that for her. Suddenly, it hit him, he was undressing his own daughter, with his jaw open while she stood there waiting to use the bathroom. He stepped out of the bathroom.

"Well, don't let me stop you, dear," he said with a smile, and held his hand towards the door.
 
Lily rubbed the back of her neck lightly, hand sliding under her reddish hued locks. It was a bit of a nervous tick, something she did as a child that carried over. That and tugging on her ears but she only did that when extremely nervous or uneasy. She smiled sweetly at her father as he mentioned her grandmother and her saying. "Yea, well you know me. I can't sleep unless I have something to drink first," She didn't notice Malcolm eying her but she waited for him to dismiss her or let her enter the bathroom.

"Thanks," she stated with a slight giggle as he seemed surprised that he was standing there blocking her way. Heading inside she shut the door and sighed softly. Lily couldn't seem to shake her dream as she found a wash cloth and began to clean herself upon. She turned the water on low to give the effect she was using the bathroom as she did so. It didn't take too long and she turned it off and flushed the toilet. Dirty thoughts still embedded in her mind, Lily didn't know any other way to stop it...besides touching herself. Lifting up the pink gown she'd bought the other day, she reached to her womanhood and moved her white cotton panties to the side and touched herself gingerly, a moan escaping her lips. She'd forgotten that her dad might still have been awake or near by.
 
Malcolm stood silently by the bathroom door, thinking about what had just happened. He needed some relief. He decided, I'll have to bring this up with her. Maybe we need family counseling. He stood by the door, waiting for her to come back, not sure what to say.

He hear the toilet flush, and waited. There was a long pause, and Malcolm was confused. He waited, and heard a soft moan from inside the door. His mind raced, back to the summer of '87, his honeymoon with Sarah.

He slipped his dick inside her vagina, and his lovely virgin bridge let out a low moan. "Oh Mal, its... its... incredible," she muttered while he began thrusting his large member in and out of her.

Without thinking, he grabbed the door handle and stormed into the bathroom. "Lily, honey, I heard something..." his jaw dropped. His little girl. The virgin girl who never broke curfew and had him chase away boys who got to frisky was sitting, touching herself like a woman.

Right away, his manhood was hard and stiff, and fighting the thin material of his pajamas. His hand dropped to his waistline. "You don't have to stop, dear," he said in his soothing fatherly tone, as if he was telling her to keep doing her homework.

He dropped his pants, and his large 8" cock dropped free. His hand wrapped around it and he started jerking himself, watching his nubile young lady masturbate.
 
Delicate fingertips traced her clit gently, sending tingles throughout her body as her emerald green eyes fluttered shut. Most people said she looked the spitting image of Sarah, her mother. Her red streaked hair, her shimmering green eyes, the soft brown freckles that dotted her cheeks. Yes, she was her mother's child with tiny hints of Malcolm. She had his mannerisms and his long legs only the had a much more feminine touch. Sliding a finger inside her wet center, Lily began to move it in and out slowly, though stopped abruptly, the door swinging open.

Her father was standing a little ways in the bathroom, his jaw dropped completely as his eyes landed on his precious daughter. Lily blushed madly, her whole face turning a scarlet red. "D...Daddy...I-" she stammered but was cut off by his words, soft and soothing. She didn't have to stop? Now she was just plan confused. But that was only the beginning. Lily's own jaw dropped as Malcolm dropped his pants, his long hard cock springing free. It was Lily's first time ever seeing one but she knew his was larger than what she had thought. She could see it's veins lightly before he cupped it and began to pump.

Eyes wide, Lily watched her father carefully before standing up and easing toward him. Her mind wasn't functioning right. All she could think about was examining that hard rod of his."May I?" she asked politely stopping his hand before trailing her fingers along his solid cock.
 
His mind raced has her nimble fingers touched the long shaft of his cock. With all the blood pumping, he could almost see his cock pulsing. He looked into her deep green eyes and smiled at her question. His hand moved from his manhood to his daughter's breast. He playfully grouped her through her nightgown and could feel her perky nipples become hard at his tough. "Oh please, dear. Take care of your father," he said with a grin.
 
Barely touching it, she could feel his manhood pulsate, begging to be pleasured. Begging for her to pleasure it. Lily smiled realizing how much of an effect she had on her father, she'd gotten him rock solid in seconds, but then again she would have been the first to touch him there since her mother passed. Just as he monitored her, she watched him and not once had he seen her with another woman. Which pleased her not only because he wouldn't do that to her mother...but she had him and his glorious cock all to herself. He groped her lightly causing her to bite her lip, though it wasn't in discomfort. A soft sound escaped her lips showing her approval of his touch.

Smiling at him, Lily wrapped her hand around his thick shaft and began to pump in the same manner he had. She began slow, pumping smoothly and in powerful jerks. Ever once in a while her thumb would skim over his tip and piss slit. This was wrong. Totally wrong and disgusting, but she was loving it and she couldn't stop herself as she continued to pick up speed.
 
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Malcolm watched his beautiful teenage daughter stroke his long cock before his very eyes. Her warm nimble hand slide back and forth, sending feelings of pleasure through his cock. He smiled and watched her. His fantasies, finally coming to fruition before him. He let out a low gutteral moan to show his pleasure.

His hand continued to softly grab her breast, but as the speed of her jerking increased, so did the force of which Malcolm touched her. His finger tips pressed harder on her soft nightgown, tickling and teasing her hard nipples and full breasts.
 
The dreams she had been having lately seemed to be coming even more real than she imagined. It was wrong, but it felt so...right. As a girl she always wanted to find a guy like her father. Strong, smart, handsome and a gentleman. Why search for someone like her father...when she could have him. The more the thought played over in her head, the more curious she got. How far would he let this go?

Hands moving faster she squeezed his manhood a little, moaning softly as he fondled and toyed with her breasts and nipples. "Ooh, Daddy..." she whispered softly, her voice innocent like. Sweet. "You're so big....I just want to-" Lily crouched down a little, kissing his tip gently. Though she'd never done anything like this, her friends had and they talked. Evidently it drove a many crazy if you kissed his piss slit and that's exactly what she did, even licking at it a little.

"I've never done this before...but I want you to teach me," the 18 year old murmured before kissing his shaft once more.
 
Mal grinned at the sight of his little virgin daughter kneeling at his cock and gently toying with it. He ran his hand through her red locks, then slipped his hand onto her ass and gave it a playful squeeze. "Alright baby," he said, "Slowly wrap your lips around the head and give it a little lick, then slowly slip it deeper and deeper. Wrap your tongue around the shaft has you go down," he instructed to her carefully.

"Once you've got it as far has you can go, start coming back up and down on my manhood, faster and faster. Don't be afraid to massage my balls with your hands while you're working on my dick," Mal said. He enjoyed this, teaching his teenage daughter how to give head, of course, it would be just for him.

While she started, his slipped his hand up and under her nightgown, feeling her bare ass. He kept his hand there and sensually squeezed while she started going down on him. One thing was for sure, there was no going back now. He was going to fuck his daughter.
 
Getting on her knees, Lily smiled affectionately at him as his hands shifted through her hair and down to her ass to squeeze. He agreed though she figured he would. He was a guy, no matter how old and it seemed to a certain point they began to think with their down stairs brain. Once that started, it was extremely hard to quit and after 4 years of being without contact, Malcolm was bound to let her pleasure him as much as she wanted.

Lily followed his instructions as he began to give them, her full and luscious lips wrapping the head of his cock, slowly and gently. She licked at it, already anxious to taste him. More of him was carefully taken in, Lily's long tongue swirling around his throbbing manhood as she listened to his lesson. She was cautious not to choke herself as she finally took in all 8 inches and began to slowly bob up and down on his cock.

Green eyes gazed up at him as she worked, as if seeking his approval once more as she moved faster. Lily felt his hand slide up under her gown and squeezed causing her to squeal in pleasure while still giving him head. It would have sent vibration along it. "Like this?" she asked pausing for only a second to get out her words before starting again.
 
Mal let out a low guttural moan when his daughter's soft warm lips slipped over the head of his cock. It had been so long since he'd felt something this good in his manhood. Her tongue was driving him mad, playfully setting itself around and around. She took in all eight inches, then started coming going down again and again.

Mal grinned, like her mother, she gave excellent head despite being a virgin. From his point of view towering over her, he could see down her nightgown, her full breasts with their hard nipples dangling free. He used his massive hand to push her sexy red hair away to get a better view at her engaging green eyes as she continued sucking him off. "Oh my, Lily. You're incredible at this," he said, encouraging her. Not having had a woman in four years, he felt himself starting to get a familiar pushing feeling in his loins. "Oh baby, do you think you could swallow daddy's seed?"
 
Her father's moans excited her beyond belief. She had never had a very commanding or dominating personality bur deep down there was a part of her that wanted to take control every now and again. Her laid back sense of style and her kindness didn't often permit her to do as she pleased, but right now she felt as though her father, the most dominate figure in her life, was in the palm of her hands...or mouth rather.

Lily continued to pleasure him, her wet tongue swirling and licking around her father's massive member like a dripping ice cream cone. Her head bobbed quickly now that she had begun to get the hang of it. Malcolm's hand pushed her red shaded hair from her eyes, letting them settle on him better. He was so handsome. So wise. Silently Lily wondered what else he could teach her tonight. Smiling at his words a little she kept bobbing and licking, increasing speed even more as he asked if she could swallow him. She moaned a yes on his cock as she reached up and began to massage his full ball sack. They were filled with cum. Deliciously warm and sticky cum she had heard oh so much about and Lily was more than ready to taste it.
 
Mal smiled again, his daughter's muffled yes in itself felt fantastic. Such a good girl, he thought to himself. Her head was getting better and quicker, and Mal couldn't hold himself much longer. She was so sexually eager to please. As a single father, Mal had tried to keep her away from boys, so they wouldn't spoil his little girl. Now, it seemed he had saved her for himself.

She grabbed his balls and began carefully massaging them. He looked down and took the whole scene in, his beautiful red-headed daughter with her passionate green eyes, gazing up at him while her sensual lips were wrapped around his shaft, and her nimble fingers were grouping his ball sack. Combine that with the wonderful view down her nightgown, her toned tight little tummy and her full breasts, complete with sexy little nipples that were hard and pointed, and he couldn't take it anymore.

He released his warm cum inside her mouth, several large strands of it. He smiled and watched his daughter gag slightly, and then begin taking it down. "Oh god... good girl, good daddy's girl," he said to her, running his hand through her hair while she did her duty.
 
Since the start of her Junior year, Lily had been listening to all her friends talk about how far along they'd gotten with their boys. It was disgusting to her at first, but she grew used to it, then even intrigued. She was the good girl of the bunch, however. The pretty little red head that did what was asked of her the moment it was asked. She had kept her virginity this long despite the urges she got with her boyfriends, ultimately scared they'd hurt her in the end and leave if she finally gave it up. Malcolm was different though. He was her father and he'd never hurt her like that. Sure she couldn't tell her friends she gave her father head, but she would know and smile contently as her friends bragged about their men.

Looking up into her father's eyes, Lily knew he was incredibly turned on by such a sight. She felt her pussy growing wetter from just feeling his eyes scan her over in such naughty ways. Ways you weren't suppose to look at your daughter in. Ways that were inappropriate yet so amazing it took a toll on their bodies and minds. All Lily could think about was tasting her father's juices as she moved faster until he released. She gagged a little not expecting it somewhat the warm sticky substance shooting into her mouth.

She swallowed it and sucked hard, wanting to rid him of every drop, to suck him dry. It was a good while before she could taste no more, though it coated her lips. Licking them rather erotically, Lily's hand began to caress his shaft again. "I did good then?" she asked softly, finger tracing over the small hole on his tip. "Dad...the other night I came into your room and you were rolling around and moaning. I thought I could calm you down by sleeping in the bed too and it worked...but you had a huge erection..." Lily blushed a little hands still moving slowly, "Who...or what were you dreaming about?"
 
Mal smiled while he watched his daughter take down his big thick loads of cum. It now dripped from her mouth. It was such a study in contrast, her pretty schoolgirl face, with a man's cum dripping from her mouth. Her father's cum, dripping from her mouth.

Finally, he was spent and she had taken all of it down that she should. She wrapped her hands around his cock and starts slowly jerking him. Her thumb playfully ran over the head of his cock and Mal smiled at her sweetness.

He was a bit taken back by her question, especially the way she pleasantly asked it, despite saying the word "big erection" and all the while stroking his manhood.

He smiled and thought about the question while he took off his light t-shirt, revealing his muscular upper body that he kept in check by playing handball with the other big wigs at his work. He smiled at her, "Well, honey, I've been having sexual dreams about you the past few weeks. Some interns at my work said some things about you and your body, from the pictures of you on my desk. They planted the seed, I've had dreams where I take your virginity every night for the past week," he explained with a grin.

Had he explained this to her anywhere, anyplace else, he would have been ashamed, however, given the circumstances, he could hardly blame himself.
 
Being with her father was always something Lily cherished. He was often working hard to keep her 'happy' and healthy both physically and mentally. They had a good bit of money thanks to his long hours and hard work but that never really mattered to her. Spending time with him was something she loved and she showed it often with her sweet child like actions. Her soft voice barely above the whisper of the wind. Her delicate touches and the way she would still curl up in his lap from time to time. This was before now, though. She was on a whole different level, yet her mannerisms remained the same.

She still had the sticky taste of cum within her mouth but she didn't mind at all. Stomach full of it she was content for the most part as her hand stroked him lightly. Lily could tell he was surprised that she'd peeked in on him and was calm about what she'd found. He smiled though and she waited to explain, his words leaving her shocked. It had been her that did that to him. She giggled a little, showing her amusement and sudden happiness with this fact. His shirt came off and Lily looked at his chest in a new light as she stood. Touching his chest slightly she had an urge to kiss it.

"You've been dreaming of me?" she said with a grin before brushing her lips against his muscular chest. "I have a confession too. You know I didn't just come in here to use the bathroom...I had a dream. A wet one where you where kissing my neck...and fingering me. Ever since seeing you that night, I couldn't stop dreaming of you..."
 
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