2 comments/ 30025 views/ 4 favorites Fall From Grace Ch. 01 By: regularguy13 Chapter 01 First time is Family Time All characters are over 18 years of age. "Oh Happy Days! " Dave Grace sang out with gusto. Then acting as his own back up choir, Dave quickly echoed the verse an octave lower "Oh, Happy Days!" Dave did not normally sing old Gospel songs in the shower, but today was a special day. His daughter was home. Dave had gotten divorce 2 years ago when his daughter was 16. After that, his contact with his daughter had been limited to alternating holidays and some week-ends. His daughter, Ginger, was newly enrolled in a local university. She was going to live at the old homestead so the family, read that as Dave, could afford the tuition bill. Dave was happy, proud and thankful. He finished his song with a bone rattling bass, "Ohhh . . . Happ—ppy . . . Dayyyyyy." Dave turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. As he towel dried his hair, he was already planning breakfast. It had to be banana pancakes. That was his daughter's favorite. Dave's pleasant thoughts were interrupted by a shriek from his daughter, "Ahh!" That alarming call was followed by a loud crash and a weaker cry, "Help! Help, Daddy." Dave instinctively dropped everything and ran to his daughter. He burst into her bedroom. Not seeing her there, he continued into the on-suite bathroom. He found her lying on the floor. There was blood on the floor by her head. Dave rushed to her. He found the wound and gently applied pressure to stop the bleeding. Dave knelt beside his nude daughter. He asked, "Ginger, where does it hurt?" "I hurt my head and my ass . . . and now I've lost my dignity. God! I can't believe you're seeing me naked." "That makes two of us, sweetie," Dave replied sheepishly. His manhood was inches away from Ginger's face. Dave had hurriedly rushed from his shower. He was still wet and unclothed. He said, "Let's focus on the important stuff. I think I have your head wound under control." Dave pulled his hand away to take another look at the laceration. The cut was not that big and the blood flow appeared to be lessening. He re-applied the pressure and then shouted, "HEY! Hey everyone! We need some help here." Dave called out loudly to the other occupants of the house. His ex-wife, Emma, had spent the night after bringing Ginger and her college stuff. Dave's mother, Hazel, was there too. She had come to town to spend a few days with her favorite granddaughter before school started. Dave scanned his daughter's nude body. His first thought was "My God she's hot!" His gaze took in the large firm breasts, the tiny waist and her long, athletic legs. Ginger had acquired her toned and shapely legs from years of running cross country. His member swelled a bit in response to the scenery. Dave shook his head and told himself, "Behave. Look for injuries." Dave did not see any more injuries. He did notice a barbell piercing that went through one of his daughter's pale pink nipples. That sight produced another twitch in his dick and caused him to renew the conversation with himself. "Damm that piercing is sexy. Bet that had to hurt," Dave thought as he stared at Ginger's erect nipples. The sight of a piece of steel skewering the tip of her left breast generated unwanted blood flow to his cock. Dave laughed when he noticed a tuff of bright red pubic hair near his daughter's vagina. He and his wife had planned to name their daughter Raven. However, after seeing an abundance of red hair on her at birth, they selected a name better suited for a redhead. "What's wrong? What's so funny?" Ginger exclaimed. Suddenly embarrassed and self-conscious, she slung an arm over her breasts and a hand over her crotch. Dave apologized. "Nothing's wrong. I'm sorry honey. I'm not laughing at you. You're beautiful . . . spectacular. I was remembering the day when you were born. We've told you the story a million times about why we named you Ginger." "Why are you remembering that now, Daddy?" "Um . . . you're . . . soul patch," Dave said in a soft voice. "My what?" "Soul patch . . . . that tuft of red hair on your . . . abdomen." Ginger ran her fingers thru her pubic hair and giggled. "Soul patch? I've never heard it called that. That's a cool name." Dave watched his daughter's fingers dance in her pussy fur. His member was now parallel to the floor and getting thicker. Dave tried to will his erection away. He averted his eyes and looked out the window. Dave took a deep breath to steady himself and slowly exhaled. He said, "Ginger, you said your butt hurt. Let me take a look. First though, I need you to put pressure on the scalp wound." Ginger brought her hand up. As it traveled toward the back of her head, her hand bumped into Dave's growing erection. Ginger giggled and said, "Sorry about that." Dave chagrinned said, "Ahh . . . yeah. That's okay. Roll over on your stomach." Ginger did as instructed and Dave stepped in-between her legs, knelt and exam Ginger's legs, back and butt. He did not see any cuts. He did see the beginning of a bruise on her rump and he was able to confirm his suspicion that Ginger had shaved her pussy. "Wow" was the initial adjective that popped into his mind as Dave encountered his first bald beaver. He decided to have a little fun with his daughter. He teased her saying, "Tisk tisk. You missed a spot when you shaved back here." Ginger reached back and pulled a butt cheek aside and said, "Where?" "By the little brown hole," Dave said snickering. Ginger twisted and stretched her body trying to get a better view. She pulled more forcefully on her butt. This caused her cunt and asshole to gape. Dave saw some serious pink. His dick was rock hard. "What's the matter Dave?" Hazel called out as she topped the stairs. Hazel and his ex-wife, Emma, hurried into the room summoned by his call for help. The two women found Dave and Ginger nude and on the floor of the bathroom. David had a huge hard-on. He was kneeling behind his daughter. Ginger looked like a pin-up girl. Her torso was lifted off the floor, her back arched. This served to emphasize her large bust. Ginger was looking in the direction of her father while her hand pulled open her genitalia. She appeared to be offering Dave's cock access to the hole of his choice. "Oh my God! What are you two doing?" Emma screamed. "I fell," Ginger said simply. "I hurt my head and butt. Dave added innocently, "She's got a small gash on the back of her head. Her backside looks okay." Emma yelled, "Really? Why is that beer can of an erection pointed at your daughter's ass?" Ginger let go of her rear. She snorted and started laughing as she realized how the scene must look from her mother's perspective. Dave got it a second later. He turned red and responded with the first innocent sounding explanation he could think of. He stood and said, "Em . . . you know. Ahhh . . . it just morning wood." Ginger said, "God Mom! What a dirty mind you have. I was singing and dancing and fixing my hair. I slipped on the wet floor. I hit my head on the tub and my butt landed hard on the floor. I was hurt. I called out for help." Emma was re-assured by Ginger's explanation. She bent over her daughter. Looking concerned, she asked, "Baby, are you sure you're ok?" Emma brushed her daughter's long red hair out of her face. Ginger said, "Yes Mom. I think I was more scared than hurt." Dave said, "The bleeding from the head wound seems to be stopping." Hazel said, "Ginger, I glad you are not seriously hurt. I've got to ask . . . How come you both are naked?" Dave and Ginger answered in unison, "I just got out of the shower." Emma pointed to Dave's erection and said, "Oh so you were having a little me time in the shower?" "No," David protested. Dave's mother laughed at his answer. She opened her robe and showed her impressive cleavage. She then shook her chest making her braless tits bounce about under her nightshirt. She said, "You can take it from me Emma, the Grace men like big tits. If Dave wasn't hard when he came in here, seeing the nice set of boobies Ginger has would have done the trick." Ginger blushed at her grandma's comment. Ginger eyes swung around and she focused in on her dad's stiff cock for first time. She found that it was not overly long, but it was stout. It wasn't the diameter of a beer can, but it was scary thick. She teased, "Woah Dad. Now I understand why I'm an only child. You couldn't convince Mom to let you shove that big cock up her vaj more than once." Dave's face turned red. So did Emma's. Hazel filled the void saying, "Ginger, some traits run in the family. You and I have red hair. Dave has his father's thick dick and from the look of things you inherited your mother's impressive rack." "Mom!" Dave whined. "Really Hazel," Emma scolded her former mother. "I call them as I see them," Hazel smirked and then added while winking at Ginger, "I'm an equal opportunity offender." Ginger reached up and unsuccessfully tried to wrap her hand around her dad's hefty penis. She innocently said, "I've never seen one this thick. Mom, do you like 'em big? " Emma did not comment. Hazel again took advantage of the silence and said, "Emma how could you leave a man that is so obviously built to satisfy a woman. Let me tell you I enjoyed grandpa's massive cock every chance I got. God rest his soul." Emma reached out and knocked Ginger's hand off her father's dick saying, "Ginger, you shouldn't do that." Hazel's hand took the place of Ginger's hand. Hazel squeezed her son's thick member and sighed, "I miss Pop-Pop." "Please Mom," Dave implored. He stepped back pulling his erection out of her grasp. Ginger sat up. In all seriousness she asked her mother and grandmother, "How can you handle a cock that size?" The two older ladies responded in unison, "With pleasure." Hazel giggled and it was Emma's turn to blush as she remembered the joy she experienced making love to Dave. Hazel added, "Dear, with a caring, experienced partner you can accommodate a dick this size and love every minute of it." "My last boyfriend was longer," Ginger confessed, "But he wasn't half as thick. Mom, dad's handsome, he has a good job and he has a great cock. Why did you get divorced?" Suddenly Emma's eyes filled with tears and she began to cry. She responded, "I was so stupid. I didn't know how great I had it. I thought that I had missed out on life by marrying young. Your father was my first and only lover. I let some sweet talking man convince me to have an affair. That was the biggest mistake of my life. It turned out that he wasn't half the man or lover that your father was." Emma paused to wipe the tears out of her eyes. She continued, "I got pregnant. The other guy ran off when I told him. After cheating on your father, I couldn't pretend that the child was his. He deserved better than that. I started arguing with your father over anything and everything. Then I demanded a divorce." Emma had never told anyone this story. She looked around at everyone with tear-filled eyes and said, "I forced a quick divorce. Later I miscarried." Emma broke down and sobbed. Ginger and Hazel were stunned by her brutal honesty and obvious pain. The women walked up to Emma and just held her. Dave stood back and let it all sink in. This confession explained so much. Emma's demand for a divorce had caught Dave completely by surprise. All his suggestions to talk or go to counseling had been rejected. Emma was adamant they get divorced as fast as possible. She got her wish. Dave never knew about her affair or the love child. Finally, Dave understood the situation that had blindsided him. He still cared for her, but his love was buried under a ton of resentment brought on by the unfair treatment he had been subjected to. However, today even "angry Dave" could see how sorry Emma was. He too joined in the group hug. They all cried for the love that was lost. Minutes passed without a word spoken. Ginger like many divorced children kept alive the hope that her parents would get back together. She saw this as a chance to help them reconcile. Ginger said, "Mom, you seem truly sorry for what you did." Emma said, "I am. It was the worst mistake of my life." Ginger continued, "Mom, I don't remember you dating much after the divorce. You still care for Dad, don't you?" Emma sobbed and nodded. Ginger tried to read the expression on her father's face. He appeared guarded. Ginger was young, but not so young that she didn't know how to influence men. Ginger reached back and grabbed her Dad's cock. She stroked it. Hazel was thinking along the same line as her granddaughter. She too reached out and joined in on stroking Dave's prick. Hazel said, "Dave, you still have a soft spot in your heart for Emma, don't you?" Emma stopped crying. She looked up full of hope at Dave. She ached for forgiveness. She peered into his grey eyes. Dave started to answer, but remembering all the pain he had endured he hesitated. Emma took a chance and said, "Dave, after what I have done to you and all that I have put you though, I don't deserve a second chance. But if you could find it in your heart . . . " Emma reached out to Dave's hard cock and thumbed the crown of his dick while the other women stroked his shaft. Dave felt his knees buckle. He had longed to feel her loving touch again for so long. Emma continued, "Dave, even now being one of three women sharing your cock makes my spirit soar. It doesn't have to be like before. " Dave asked, "What are you saying?" "Well, I wouldn't demand you marry me or be exclusive. I threw that deal away. I want to be part of your life and have you in my life." Dave's dick twitched in response to his ex-wife's comment. In support of her mother, Ginger asked, "Dad, can you give mom a second chance?" Dave's mouth was dry. He cleared his throat and said, "Err . . . Emma, we could try again." He reached down and took Ginger and Hazel's hands off his dick. Then he said, "I . . . I don't know what to do with you two," Dave said. Hazel wisecracked, "Maybe you could throw this old broad a bone occasionally!" Hazel loving stroked David's cock again and said, "After all I was your first." Emma and Ginger both gasped. "No way! Spill," Ginger demanded. Hazel had a mischievous twinkle in her eye as she began her tale. "When Dave dated in High School, he would go out with a girl for a month or so, break up with her and then start dating someone else. I thought it was just the normal dating around process. Little did I know, there was more to the story." "No Mom, please don't," Dave begged. "Tell us. Tell us," Ginger egged her grandmother on. "Well, Dave was having a problem. Oh wait, I need to set this up. We were not nudists, but it was not a big deal for us to see each other naked. We'd swim in the lake sometimes without bathing suits, we all shared one bathroom, that kind of thing." "I told you my husband and I were crazy about each other. There might have been a time or two when Dave came home unexpected and caught his father and me being frisky in the laundry room or in the kitchen. Okay, you with me? Ginger and Emma were listening intently. They nodded. "So Dave has a problem and he asked his Dad 'What can you do when a girl tells you she is scared to have sex because your penis is too thick? How did you and Mom work it out?'" Ginger said, "I can totally understand that. It's hard to imagine a dick that thick not doing damage to my vajajay." "Exactly," Hazel said, "His Dad told him he had had the same problem and that for him the problem was solved when he met me because I guided him thru the process of making love to a woman. He told Dave to talk to me." "I bet he loved that answer," Emma said with a smile. Hazel laughed. "Dave did not come to me, but one Friday night after dinner his Dad said, 'Dave is finding that the girls are scared of his cock. Can you give him some tips or show him how to have sex without hurting his partner?' His father then announced that he was going fishing and he'd be back Sunday afternoon." "Can we please stop this story before I die of embarrassment?" David pleaded. "I confess my Mom taught me everything I know about sex. She told me how to make girls comfortable with a thick cock. She showed me how to prepare their bodies to have enjoyable intercourse. And yes the training was hands on. Everyone happy now?" Dave's face was as red as a beet. Ginger raised her hand. An exasperated Dave asked, "What is it Ginger?" "Are you telling us your Mom took your cherry?" The women all laughed. Dave hung his head in shame. Hazel answered, "Yes Ginger, I was Dave's first. It's a parent's job to make sure their children are prepared to live as an adult. This was an important life lesson. Awkward, unconventional . . . yes, but necessary." Turning towards her son, Hazel continued, "Dave, I helped you in your time of need. Since Emma says it's okay, how about helping me live a more satisfying life?" Dave gave in. "Mom, I love you. I promised Dad I would take care of you. If this is what you want . . . " Ginger asked, "What about me?" "What about you?" Dave asked, "You're young and gorgeous. I'm sure you could have any guy you want." "I want what you had . . . a teacher," Ginger said solemnly. Then she started crying. Dave was confused and just looked at her. Hazel and Emma enveloped Ginger in a warm, loving embrace. Between sobs Ginger told her story. "The guys that now ask me out look at my big boobs and expect that I'm knowledgeable. You know, experienced. And I'm not. Other girls began learning the basic stuff in their early teens. I missed out on playing "Spin the Bottle" and "Seven Minutes in Heaven". " Ginger paused to compose herself. Then she said, "I was never invited to those parties. I was passed over because for one thing, I was 5' 9" tall at age 13. The boys were only like 5' 2". I was no one's dream date. I was too tall, too skinny. I had super frizzy "Bozo the Clown" colored hair and the real deal killer was the fact that I was as flat as a board until I turned 17. I missed out learning about sex and boys when it was okay to be naive, scared, clumsy and clueless." Ginger paused again. Hazel handed her a tissue. Ginger blew her nose and dabbed at her tears before continuing. "Guys my age expect me to know how to do things and to be comfortable with sex and I'm not. I went from being teased and humiliated for being the only flat-chested girl in the junior class to now being laughed at for my bumbling sexual efforts." With big tears in her eyes Ginger pleaded, "Dad, would you teach me?" Dave could hear the pain in her voice. Her words struck a chord with him. His High School dating career had also been a disaster until his mother helped him. How could he deny his daughter the same assistance? Dave said softly, "I know what it's like to have intimate moments go horrible wrong. I can show you how a man should treat a woman. I will give you a safe place to learn how to respond to a man and how to make love to a man. Your mom can cover blowjobs . . . emmm . . . I mean how a woman can please a man. Okay?" Ginger smiled broadly. She was thrilled that she would get a lesson in love making. She had been totally embarrassed by the 'trial and error' method she had been using. She figured if she learned how to deal with her father's thick penis, she could handle any cock. Ginger asked, "Can we start today? College starts in a few days." Dave nodded. "How about now?" He grabbed her robe off the hook on the back of the door and helped her put it on. Emma and Hazel gave Ginger encouraging smiles. Fall From Grace Ch. 01 Dave led Ginger downstairs to the living room. Along the way, he stopped in his bedroom and slipped on a pair of boxers. When they were downstairs he asked, "Are you on birth control?" Ginger responded. "I'm on the pill." "Good. Okay pretend we have been on three dates. We've talked and gotten to know each other. We've discovered that we enjoy each other's company. We've made out probably done some light petting, but we have not seen each other naked. Tonight we've had a great meal and we've come back to my place. We're now sitting on the sofa." Dave motioned for Ginger to sit. They both sat on the couch. Dave continued, "We snuggle together on the couch and then . . ." Dave leaned over and lightly kissed Ginger on her lips. Ginger accepted the kiss wide-eyed. Dave put both his hands on Ginger's face. He let his fingertips gently glide across the skin of her face and down her neck. Ginger tingled all over. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. They stare into each other's eyes. Dave whispered, "You're so beautiful." Dave gave her a peck on the cheek and said "I love your red hair." Dave gave Ginger a series of pecks kissing her cheeks, lips and eyes. "You have the most beautiful green eyes," Dave said. Ginger enjoyed the seduction. Holding her face, Dave gave Ginger a series of kisses increasing in duration. They closed their eyes and focused on their touching lips. After one especially nice kiss Dave lightly sucked on his daughter's lower lip. Ginger felt her body warming to the actions of this man. The passionate kissing continued. When Dave's tongue tapped on Ginger's lips she opened her mouth. They engaged in long soulful French kisses. Dave was fully hard. Ginger felt herself getting wet. Her clit became fatter and hard. Dave released Ginger's face. He put one arm around her and drew her closer to him. His other hand stroked her neck and collar bone as they continue to kiss. Ginger developed goose bumps. Dave slid down and kissed her neck. Ginger loved it. She started out wanting more, but soon the kisses led to a sensory overload. Ginger pulled on Dave's hair and eventually pushed him away from her. She couldn't take anymore kisses on her neck. Ginger was flush and breathless. She smiled at Dave and just said, "Wow." Ginger's motor was really running now. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds. Her pussy was warm and wet. Dave too was aroused. His dick was fully erect. He did his best to hide his erection. Dave smiled at his daughter and said, "You're so beautiful." He kissed her with an open mouth. His hand slid inside her robe and caressed her breasts. He gently squeezed them. He explored them discovering their heft, their softness, their fullness. His thumb strummed an erect nipple. Ginger groaned throatily in response especially when he tugged on her piercing. Ginger had gotten the piercing to appear cool and sexual confident. The fact that it had increase her sensitivity and pleasure was a nice bonus. Ginger reached for her father's dick. He brushed her hand away. He told her, "Let's make this all about you." David dipped his head and took turns sucking and fondling her breasts. When his mouth or hand touched the piercing nipple, Ginger responded vocally. Ginger closed her eyes. She let her head fall back and just enjoyed the sensations. She felt her whole body grow warm and her pussy tingled. Involuntarily her vagina contracted. Ginger was filled with a general feel of wanting, an ache "down there," she needed something in her badly. Dave stayed on task alternating worshiping her fine, young breasts. He took his time pleasuring her -- licking, sucking, lightly brushing and then tugging roughly on her nipples. Ginger was use to guys rushing through foreplay. Everyone she had gone with would have whipped out his prick 10 minutes ago. This experience was so different. Dave was gentle, complimentary, knowledgeable and most of all thorough. Ginger was awash in pleasure. Her body was limp. Her cunt dripping. Dave abandoned Ginger's breasts. This retreat drew a groan of disappoint from his daughter. Dave knelt on the floor and flicked a tongue across her swollen clit. Ginger jumped as if she had been hit with a bolt of lightning. She cried out incoherently, "Uggg . . . Ohhh . . . Ahh." Dave smiled as he got a close up view of her shaved pussy. She was beautiful so clean, so smooth, so accessible. He began his delicate but thorough assault on her pussy. He avoided her clitoris as he licked, kissed and sucked on her labia. Interspersed with these actions were some prolonged tongue probing into her vertical slit. Ginger grasped his head and attempted to shift his focus to her throbbing clit. In time David finally obliged. His rough tongue on her swollen clit quickly brought Ginger to a mind blowing orgasm. Dave rode out her climax trapped in-between Ginger's clinched thighs. Dave waited patiently for Ginger to recover. Then he slipped a hand down to her sopping pussy. He found her hot and wet. Dave easily slid his index finger inside her. He curved his finger and planned to caress her g-spot. Ginger moaned in response. The smell of her scent filed the room. Dave was surprised to find his access blocked. Dave discovered that Ginger still had most of her hymen in place. He opened his mouth to speak, but paused and thought the situation through. "Still a virgin? Ahh . . . She did say she lacked experience. So she hasn't felt comfortable or confident enough to do the deed. Announcing that I know this is not going to make her feel better. I took her mother's virginity. I will gently take hers." Dave sat on the edge of the couch. His mouth became re-acquainted with her tits. Dave's mouth and tongue toyed with her stiff nipples while his finger gently moved in a circular pattern stretching open her vagina. Dave placed his thumb on Ginger's clit. He rubbed the little nub and now used two fingers to massaged her cunt. Ginger's ache for fullness had been replaced with a need, a deep craving for pleasure and penetration. Five minutes later, Ginger's body spasmed and she orgasmed. Dave nearly lost a finger as her pussy clamped down hard on his digit. Dave watched his daughter enjoy/endure her orgasm. He stopped stimulating her as waves of pleasure course through her body. He held her close as she came down from the high. When her breathing returned to normal, Dave kissed her and said, "I want to make love to you." Ginger nodded and smiled. Dave stood and scooped up his daughter. With ease he carried the teen-ager upstairs. He placed her on his bed and removed her robe. He got in bed beside her. As they kissed passionately his hands wandered over her body caressing her everywhere. After a few minutes of necking, Dave rolled Ginger on her side. His plan was to spoon her and enter her from behind. His mother had taught him that it was best if the girl did not see his overly thick member. He did not want to frighten her. A scared woman was likely to tense up making penetration even more difficult. Dave removed his underwear and managed to keep his cock out of Ginger's sight. David slid behind Ginger. He pulled her bottom backward against his groin, and slipped her top leg over his hip, drawing it slightly backward. Having her thighs spread apart like this made Ginger feel deliciously naughty. Her pussy was so exposed it was indecent. Then Dave liberally coated his prick and her vagina with lube. Lubrication, lots of lubrication was another key ingredient in this endeavor. Dave lined his dick up with Ginger's vagina. He spoke to her, "Ginger, you're 100% in charge now. You decide if we make love. If we do, you are in control of how far and how fast I enter you. I believe I have readied your body to accept me. Do you want to try?" Ginger felt the thick appendage against her sex. She had been in this situation before and not been able to do it. But never before had she felt this ready. Her pussy was drenched and that was before her father had slathered lube on them both. She felt safe. Ginger said "Yes." She pressed back against her dad. She felt him slipping pass her lips, entering her. It was a surreal moment. She felt the heat and hardness of his dick. She felt its girth. Her body stretched to accommodate him. It was a good feeling. "Ummm. I feel . . . so full. Don't jab me!" Ginger pleaded. Her other partners had not be able to restrain themselves. They had hurt her by thrusting and poking their thing inside her inexperienced vagina. Dave was feeling many wonderful, pleasurable sensations. His daughter's pussy was warm, wet and so tight, the perfect velvet glove. "Mmm . . . You feel so good, baby. Don't worry. I won't move. You're in control," Dave re-assured her. Dave and Ginger felt his meat slid into her canal. Dave was true to his word. He was motionless. The amount and speed of penetration was determined completely by Ginger. She moved cautiously. It was wonderfully, deliciously, tantalizingly slow. The journey stopped when his cock met her hymen. "How are you doing?" Dave asked. "Ok . . . Fine. You're so big! I can feel my pussy stretching to accommodate you." "You're doing great Ginger. No rush. No pressure. We can stop now or cross the thresh hold and make you a woman." "I want to do it. Let me rest a bit." "Take as long as you need." Dave held her tight. He kissed the nape of her neck. Dave reached around and diddled her clit. Ginger moaned in response. It all felt so right. Ginger slowly pushed back on his dick. She felt pressure build inside her. It was a little uncomfortable. Her hymen was standing its ground. This was the spot where she always had chickened out. Ginger pulled back a bit and softly bounced back into her father's cock. She did it again and again. She was attempting to nudge her membrane aside. Her level of arousal and lubrication made the process doable. At first she lightly tapped at the wall. Then she became a little bolder and a little bolder still. Dave could tell what she was doing. He supported her by fingering her clitoris vigorously to keep her lubrication flowing and to distract her from any vaginal pain she might be feeling. "Owww!" Ginger cried out as the penis passed by her hymen. Dave sunk in an inch. "Ginger, you did it. Are you ok?" Ginger's heart was racing. Perspiration beaded on her forehead. Ginger thought, "Holy Shit!!" There in one instant was the kind of pain that makes you see stars. Then she felt the sensation of his shaft sliding deeper into her vagina. It was that tingling take-your-breathe-away feeling caused by the sides of his penis rubbing against the inside of her vaginal walls. "Yeah, I'm ok. Can we stop for a moment?" "Sure. You're in charge." "I'm pretty sure you destroyed my hymen. It hurt like a bitch, but only for a moment. " Ginger wiped away a tear. After pausing for a minute, Ginger moved her butt and it felt ok. She moved a bit more pushing against the intruding object and then pulling away. That was okay. She pushed back on her father's cock with steady pressure and felt him sliding deeper into her vagina. Ginger experienced a wonderful feeling of fullness. A rejoicing cry of "Finally!" echoed inside her head. She gasped involuntarily when he bottomed out. "Ginger, you did it," her father said proudly. "you've taken all of me." There's an instinctual, animal feeling about being penetrated. You just want him inside you, as deep as possible. Ginger had that feeling now. She said, "Please fuck me! The pain I feel doesn't matter. It is being overridden by this . . . this incredible, amazing chill running up and down my spine." Dave smiled and began rocking in and out of his daughter. Her pussy was tight. He loved the way it grasped his penis. Her warm softness enveloped him in the most wondrous way. Dave heard her breathing increasing. She sighed and softly moaned as she joined in moving her hips in rhythm to his gentle thrusts. Dave took it easy using very swallow strokes. Ginger said," It hurt at first. Then it was like we are connected. Every time your dick goes in, out, and back in I can feel shudders all over my body. The feeling melds into one luscious, rhythmic feeling that I mostly feel at the very base of my stomach, right above the pubic bone. It's amazing." Ginger amped up the action by pushing harder and faster onto her dad's cock. Dave kept paced. Ginger was flush and panting. Something wonderful was building up inside her, a special tension. Earlier Ginger had requested, now she ordered her Dad, "Fuck me!" Ginger's eyes rolled back in her head. She moved her ass as fast as should could. She wanted all of him, deep and fast. The tension built and built. Ginger cried out, "Oh my God! Fuck!" She came hard. Dave continued to thrust into the teenager. His work done he sought his own release. He too came hard. Was it wrong that he took a special satisfaction knowing that he was the first to enjoy this young, beautiful virgin? When she orgasmed, Ginger felt her pussy contract around her father's cock. As he got close, she felt his penis swelling and hardening, and then twitching and pulsating as he ejaculated. She didn't really feel the semen shooting into her. She felt an increase in warmth and wetness. A feeling of complete bliss settled over the lovers. They were panting and covered in sweat. Each focused on the wonderful feelings that radiated throughout their body. After she rested, Ginger turned to her father and gave him a big kiss. She said, "Thank you! That was . . . so wonderful. I can't wait until we do it again!" "Again?" The question echoed in Dave's mind along with other words like, "Sin, incest, wrong, illegal . . . hot sex, beautiful girl, sexy and desirable woman . . ." Dave hugged his daughter and said, "Emm . . . We should probably have a follow up lesson."