26 comments/ 261755 views/ 83 favorites Downfall By: scribbleskillz Edited by Roadie Joe (The following a fictional piece based on mature material between consensual adults. No fictional characters were harmed or abused during the making of this piece. If at any point in time while reading you find yourself to become irritated, nauseated, offended or start to suffer from any mental ailment, discontinue reading immediately and find yourself a book. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.) ***** I'm writing this because it's something I need to do. I need to write this for my own well being. I have to silently peck the keys in my dark study in the hopes that the chattering of the keyboard will not spark the interest of my wife Helen, just two doors down. I know it sounds kinda silly, but that's just me; 'Scaredy Cat Jack' as the kids in school called me. But enough about me. This is truly about my daughter... In order to get the ball rolling, I will only say that which is needed. The raw facts of the immediate time. I am just thirty minutes away from turning the 'Big Forty.' Helen still has another two years. Our daughter will be nineteen in two months. Now that we've been introduced, let's begin with Lilly. When Lilly was born, Helen and I laughed at what we held. Tears of joy would pour down our faces as we had suddenly become parents. This little wonder had us to look to, and we now to her. Naming our child was something that we struggled with but it didn't take us long at all to find the one that truly fit. Lilly was always an oddball. She was a quick learner, but learned things in the most peculiar of manners. But that was our girl. As she grew older, her wit stayed as sharp as ever. She began to show a lot of the looks she obtained from her mother. She had soft blonde hair, just like Helen. Both of them have eyes that were that emerald green you only find in jewelry shops. Same small nose, and similar giggles. However, she did gather some from my side as well. But my features need not be discussed. She had a normal childhood as far as I could tell. We always maintained a healthy relationship with her all through her years. When she reached High School, she was just shy of being the head of her class. Not only that, but she was turning heads like the best of them. My little girl had begun to fill out in places a father never should notice. Her bust had grown to fill C-cups proudly. Her posture stood tall with the rest of her fit body. By her senior year, she was quite something. Having been involved in jazz dance the past four years kept her firm and fit. Her hair she kept shoulder length. But as for her fashion sense, she always wore tight clothes. Nothing sleazy, but definitely ones that framed her form. It was about a month and a half after we celebrated Lilly's eighteenth birthday that the first incident occurred. I had just come home from a long and boring business trip. I opened the door and set my brief case down. As I was about to hang up my coat, I noticed an extra jacket on the rack. It belonged to Lilly's best friend Celeste. Celeste was almost the visual opposite of Lilly. Her hair changed as often as a chameleon. Long and red one week. Short and dark the next. Her face had more roundness compared to Lilly's, but not in a bad way. Celeste was also on the dance team. As I looked around the entry room, not a soul was to be seen. It was a Friday. Helen always works late on Friday. The other two would more than likely be up in Lilly's room doing whatever it was that those two do. As for me, Friday night meant poker night which I always thought was a fine tradition to end the work week. I loosened my tie and popped the first few buttons free on my collar shirt. Now I know it isn't exciting, but I do have a bit of a routine when I get home. Mainly that consists of what I've already described. But of course, after that is about the same. Grab a beer, read a line from the paper as I pass the kitchen counter, and unwind on the couch until the bottles empty. Repeat every twenty-four hours. So there I was, sprawled out on the couch with the cold beer cooling my hand. My head back staring at the ceiling. My vision beginning to blur the specs of spackle from lack of focus. Just melting into the couch. I then hear a door open upstairs. My eyes shift position on the ceiling as if I were able to see through. I look to the approximate location of Lilly's door and visually follow the footsteps radiating through the floor above me. They draw nearer the stairs. That familiar giggle is heard announcing the arrival of Lilly in front. A laugh behind her from the soft mouth of Celeste as they come down the stairs. From where I'm seated, I cannot see them or them me. For some reason, I sank further into the couch. Hiding it would seem. I now could hear every word. "So?" my daughter inquired. A brief pause. "I don't know," Celeste responded. "It seems really... I don't know." "Come on. It's not like you'll be the only one. You know I will be doing it too." What the hell are these two up to, I wonder. "Yeah, I know but.... I mean... I've never..." "I haven't either," Lilly quickly interrupted. The levels in her voice did little to hide her excitement. It hid her intentions very well, though. "Come on Celeste. Don't you think it will be wild?" I could almost hear her raise one eyebrow. The fridge door opens. Bottles clang. "Oh, I don't doubt it." She responded. "Then why not?" pleaded my daughter once more as metal scrapped together followed by the hiss of a bottle cap. That little snit. If she just took one of my beers... "Well... I'm not sure..." Another pause filled the air. "Fine," Lilly said. "I'm going to. You'll just miss out." "Wait!" Jumped Celeste's voice. "You said you wouldn't without me." "Well I changed my mind. I'm gonna do it, and I guess you'll just miss out." Footsteps began to head back to the stairway and began to trot up. "Lilly! Wait!" Cried Celeste as she followed behind. My eyes followed the footsteps across the ceiling once more. I door shut only to be followed moments later with the low reverberation of bass from above. What was it that they were talking about? Millions of possibilities were flying through my head. The father figure in me felt like running up there and finding out, yet what if it was something simple and harmless. No good would come from that. Slowly I arose, shaking my head at myself as I slowly headed back into the kitchen. Upon disposing of my trash, I noticed the bottle cap. She had indeed raided my brews. I wonder how long that's been going on. And here I thought it was Helen. I looked up to the ceiling and shook my head once more. Kids.... Always up to something. As I headed towards the stairs, I snagged the paper on the counter. Quickly I skimmed the topics as I climbed the steps. Pretty much the same thing now-a-days. War, Crime, Weather, and some student from some school being honored for something. Lilly's door was closed as I entered the hallway. The music blaring out from the crack was barely masking their mumbled voices. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I walked past but then came a low moan that almost made me stumble. I turned and stared at the door. There is no mistaking what that sound meant. "How does it feel?" Celeste "Oh God it's cold!" Lilly's voice cooed. I know I shouldn't have, but I leaned against the door pressing my ear to the wood. "Just cold?" Celeste sounded disappointed. "Oh no. It's... It's kinda' weird but it feels.... Oh wow,' my little baby purred scarcely keeping her breath. The soft moans seeped through the door and right into me. A stirring in my loins slowly began. What am I doing! "Hurry Celeste... You.. You gotta' try it! "It doesn't hurt at all?" "God No! If you don't put them in, I will for you!" Suddenly I had no idea what they were talking about, but for some reason, my hardon had a pretty good idea. My breathing intensified as I pressed harder into the door eager to hear Celeste's response. "You would?" Then the music suddenly stopped. Did the song end? Did the girls stop it? Do they know I'm here? What are they doing?!? Silence. And then I heard a new sound. A new moan. This time from the soft lips of my daughter's companion. "Oh Lilly! What are you... UGH!" Celeste cried. "I don't think you're wet enough. I'm just trying to help," Oh God yes! Help her part of me pleaded. My body felt on fire with a different sensation boiling through me. I looked down to see my hand betraying myself and siding with my rebellious erection. I couldn't help but continue stroking myself through my pants as I heard these taboo sounds. "Oh Right there! Oh YES!" cried Celeste as the bed squeaked. She must be rocking that thing. "That's a good girl," my baby encouraged "Get nice and wet for me." "Oh Lilly! GOD damn! Oh!" Whatever was planned, I'm sure Celeste was plenty wet for her. God I know she would be plenty wet for me. How I longed to be in that room right now. My imagination was just going wild with what they were doing. Never before had I had these thoughts, but my urges were suddenly getting the best of me. I bit my lip hard to fight the need to pull my dick out. Celeste's panting increased. She was close. "Make her cum, Baby," I whispered into the door. "Make her cum "Oh God! Lilly, I'm... UUUGGGHHHHHH!" Celeste erupted in passion. The rolling pleasure of an orgasm raking through my body. "That's a good girl," Lilly purred. Celeste's heavy breathing could be heard still as she basked in the glory of the feelings. "God that was good!" voiced Celeste. "I thought you were going to put them in me though." She questioned. "Yeah, I thought so too. I guess I just got carried away. I'm a little surprised. I've never done that to a girl. I don't know what came over me." "We'll I'm sure as hell not complaining. You seemed to know what you were doing and it felt fine by me!" They both giggled. How fucking adorable, I couldn't help but think as my own breath came back to me. I could taste the sweat which now covered me. "So... Are you gonna put 'em in still?" "If you want it." Lilly responded. I looked down at my still strained hard on. I could almost hear it screaming at me. My blood seemed to be boiling inside me. My thoughts were now turning to flee to some dark corner of the house and beat off in my dark fantasy. Yet, as much as I wanted to, as much as I needed to, I couldn't leave the door. I could still hear them. "Oh Gosh!" Celeste stuttered. "They do feel weird.... But I think I like it. How long do we leave them in for?" Okay, time to gain control. Slow your breathing. Slow down. I forced their voices into a distant corner in my mind. "The lady at the store said you use them for about ten minutes and you will be randy as all hell. Allen's gonna' be in town tonight so I don't think I'm taking them out 'til he gets here." "There we go." I demanded control of myself. "In and out. Deep breaths." I promised myself that I could handle this. Allen was Lilly's old boyfriend. I personally never cared much for the little prick, but Lilly did. She could do so much better. My blood is cooling. Down. Calming down. "So what? You gonna' jump his bones as soon as he walks in?" Celeste asked. Slowly, I begin to control my body again. There we go. "That's the idea. Mom's always working late now-a-days, and Dad's got a poker game tonight. I'm gonna' fuck him silly on Daddy's big bed!" What?!? Suddenly my body ignited again. My daughter's dirty mouth releasing her naughty plans turned my body on again in ways no father should. Why, Dear God, Why?!? Control Yourself! "Call me afterwards, okay? I wanna' know all the details. I won't even take mine out until then too." Celeste chirped. That little minx. "Sounds like fun." Lilly replied. And then a danger arrived. The sound of footsteps inside the room coming closer. Oh SHIT! I dove out of the hallway and into our room as fast as I could manage. Into the room I take up sanctuary. I think it was quiet. I hope it was quiet. Lilly's door opened and I could hear their soft voices down the hall. Then a brief silence followed by muffled laughter. Footsteps headed down the stairs, out the front door and I am alone again. My member reminds me I need to release some tension. Now's as good a time as any I guess. I don't think I've ever gotten out of my work clothes faster but I desperately needed to get the batter off the brain and I had my mind full of possibilities. So freshly naked, I look forward to these next minutes. My rock hard cock seemed to laugh at me like a master to pupil as I snagged some of my wife's hand lotion and prepped myself. Yes, I thought looking down at it, you won you little bastard. I smeared the lotion on my hand and placed my lubricated palm onto my quaking member. No sooner had I done so than a soft tapping on my bedroom door. 'Daddy?' Lilly's voice called. Oh Lilly. No! Oh Please NO! Not now! 'Daddy, are you there? I saw your car in the drive way. Dad?' I'm frozen in place. My hand around my cock, greased and moving. I can't help but keep squeezing my rod to the sound of my sweet Lilly on the other side of that thin door. My cock was screaming for her to come in and aide. Down you fucking beast! A hushed click came from the turning doorknob. She was coming in! The shock suddenly left me as I scanned around in panic. I ran into the master bath and grabbed a large bath towel. No sooner had I rounded that corner than my bedroom door opened. 'Oh Dad' She sang in that popular sing-song fashion. I hastily wrapped myself in the towel pinning my raging dick in the twelve-o-clock position. There was no way of hiding the bulge, but this was all I had. I found my voice. 'Oh L... Lilly!' I choked from the bathroom, 'I didn't hear you come in.' I rolled my eyes as I quoted the ridiculous line unintentionally. I did everything I could to stay out of sight. It was all for naught as she trotted into the room and right round the corner into the master bath. She halted right in front of me seeming ever so chipper. There I was; face-to-face with my daughter as I tried to hide the erection of my life. The very same one I should be beating furiously right now with forbidden thoughts of her and her friend.... What the hell have I become?!? Sweet Lilly never looked down as she stood in front of me. 'Hi Daddy!' she squeaked as she placed her tiny hands on my shoulders and stretched up to kiss my cheek. My erection tried to bust out of its fluffy prison when it seemed to sense her presence. Crafty little fucker. I couldn't help but glance at her ass in the mirror as she stretched up. So firm and round. I sure have a daughter to be proud of. I couldn't pry my mind off the fact I knew there was something in her prepping her for her wild night. She settled back down. 'So when did you get home?' she asked. Her cheeks a bit red. 'Oh, um.' My mouth was incredibly dry. 'Not long ago. I just felt like a shower today.' Please buy it. It seems plausible to me. 'Okay,' she said with a smile. 'I'll let you get to it.' She said as she turned and began to leave. And then, as she left, she stared into the mirror. I looked to her reflection and saw not her eyes. They were busy traveling over my body. My little girl checking out her father. She rounded the corner and stopped at the bedroom door. 'Oh, and I thought you should know; Mom called and said she would be pulling another all-nighter. You know how she is when she's got a trial going... Anyway, I'm in charge of dinner tonight. How's frozen pizza sound?" 'Perfect' was all I could manage. 'Goody. Twenty minutes then!' she said and closed the door. It wasn't until she shut the door to the bedroom that I noticed my dick again. The towel had loosened and there was no doubt in my mind that she had noted my raging cock bench pressing the towel away from my body. Twenty minutes.... I actually have to shower now... but I think I can still take care of this problem....yeah. But first things first... I hopped in the shower and began the traditional once around we all know so well. Just to get that out of the way. Then I take a stance and close my eyes ready to finally release these demon seeds I've built up. I close my fist around my swollen member and begin to slowly pump. An uncontrolled moan escapes my lips but dies in the dull pouring of the shower. I let my mind wander to where ever it may with what I heard. There is Celeste. Lying legs spread on little Lilly's bed. In my mind, she is shaven and wet. Her hips rotating as she squeezes her eyes shut. Her pouting lips panting hard. Between her milky thighs, I find Lilly. Sweet Lilly. Naked as the day Helen birthed her. Her skin glistening in the sweat of lust. Her firm ass in the air as she plants her face in the moist mound of her life-long friend. Her arms grab Celeste's thighs and pull her hard against her face. She pushes her tongue into Celeste as deep as she can. Celeste's moans fill this air. Her panting. She grabs her breasts. She pulls her nipples. She grabs Lilly's head and pulls her tight. She pulls her hair. They press their bodies together. Tighter. Gliding on each other's sweat. Limbs spread. Bodies arching and panting. The air is hot. Then slowly, the character's shift. Suddenly, I'm looking at Lilly being eaten out by Celeste. I'm looking at my dear child grinding her pussy against her friend's face as she pleasures her. And then she opens her eyes. Suddenly, those seductive green eyes are locked on me as she pants. Her chest rising. She stares at me hard as she moans and purrs. Rocking her hips, she whisper's my name. I can see myself walking forward in a trance with my rock hard cock in one hand. Lilly roughly grabs Celeste by the hair and practically throws her away. She spreads her legs further and begs me to come closer. She leans back. Her hands slipping down her body. Starting at her neck, they slide past her collar. Her fingers trace her nipples as she passes them by. Her stomach. Her navel. And then both soft hands cover her pelvis, hiding her forbidden fruit from her father. I'm standing over her. I've never been harder. I grab my cock at the base and aim it down slightly. "Show me," I tell her. With a wicked smile, she pulls her hands apart and opens her pussy to me, spreading her soft lips. The wetness of her nectar drips down her. 'I want you to enter me. Please Daddy,' She begs. 'Daddy, give it to me' she pleads. 'Bury your cock in me, Daddy' 'Fuck me, please,' 'Fuck me, Daddy' 'Daddy,' 'Daddy?' The voice wasn't in my head anymore. That one came from my bedroom. My hand freezes as I can make out Lilly's shape through the frosted glass of the shower come into view. 'Hey Dad, can you hear me?' I turn the shower off, suddenly self conscious of myself. 'Jesus, Lilly!' I cried. 'Oh relax, Dad. I can't see anything. Besides...' She trails. I hate heavy words. Instead of dwelling on the meanings, I move on. 'So what couldn't wait?' I ask. 'The pizza's going cold. You gonna come down or what?' She asked. SHIT! If my dick could swear, it would be cussing up a storm right now. 'Uh, yeah. Just give me a minute, okay.' 'Okay. Hurry up.' And she leaves again. I look down to my abused tool and for the first time in my life, I apologize to a part of my body. It's gonna have to wait... Again. My blood felt like pure stored energy. I was starting to feel an ache from the need to release. But certain things will have to wait. Besides, I've almost been caught twice now by the last person who should ever see that side of me. I toweled off and threw on some clothes. At least I felt on the outside, because nothing but dirty thoughts are all through my mind now. Downfall: Culminations Edited by Roadie Joe (The following is a fictional piece based on mature material between consensual adults. No fictional characters were harmed or abused during the making of this piece. If at any point in time while reading you find yourself to become irritated, nauseated, offended or start to suffer from any mental ailment, discontinue reading immediately and find yourself a book. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.) * * * * * The keyboard responds more easily as I pluck at them this time. It's funny how I divulge secret parts of my life to these tiny letters yet keep them far from people. I'm sure my computer monitor screen can see the wide smile across my face as I type away. The letters on my keyboard lie there in anticipation, waiting for my story to unfold itself. The same anticipation fills my soul to put words to the events that have changed my life. Whether it is for the better or worse I've yet to find out. What I do know is that these momentous incidents will not be forgotten. They were as much unexpected as they were dangerous. And to be completely honest, I do have my fears of what is still to be discovered and experienced. I doubt very much that these choices are over. It has been over three weeks since that Sunday afternoon. Lilly and I have been like kids again. Easy for her to do, but for 'Freshly Forty-year-old' like myself... Well, it is a little bit more unnatural. Not to mention the ever present thought that she is, in fact, my daughter. But then again, it seems more of a fuel than a repellent now-a-days. What was far from normal for most households had become a sick routine for us. However, we knew there were some boundaries to avoid. Helen was one. My wife went by every day as if nothing had changed in the household. Nothing she knew of at least. I was afraid the truth would be far too much for her. Therefore, Lilly and I had sworn ourselves to secrecy. This kind of act could land us both in the most troubled waters. I'm sure Helen did notice several small signs however. Signs that we never could hide. Obviously, the relationship between Lilly and me had grown tremendously. We seemed to laugh more. The muscles in my face hurt from the constant smiles that met my face. When we were alone together, there was nothing civilized between us. The sex was amazing. I don't know where she learned how to do the things she did, but I'll be damned if it wasn't great. I hadn't felt a woman so tight since High School, which made sense when you think about it because I was, after all, fucking a High School senior. Oh how I wished I could tell the guys at the next poker game. I wasn't aware of it at the time, but the winds were shifting once more. * * * * * If I ever meet the person who created the wretched sound alarm clocks make, I swear on all things holy that I will force the damn thing so far down his throat that his balls will blink. I reached over a smacked the 'Off' switch as the clock blared the arrival of 6 AM. I welcomed the silence that sank into the room. Since that weekend, I find myself welcoming the morning. Routines seem more blissful than mundane. In no time, I was ready to go down stairs with Helen. We sat at the kitchen table as the morning light stretched across its surface. I had a fresh cup of coffee in one hand and a morning paper in the other. Helen was trying to get a head start on her day by glancing over some documents from the firm. It wasn't long until Lilly danced down the stairs. I tried with all my might to keep from watching her as she skipped around the bend. The long T-shirt she wore hinted to the lack of underwear beneath. I tried so very hard to keep my wits. "Morning Mom," Lilly chirped as she kissed Helen on the cheek. She leaned over to me to do the same. I fought the urge to gaze upon her as she closed in. The neck line of her shirt falling open allowing me to behold her bare breasts if I so dared. "Morning Daddy," she said as she kissed my cheek as well. To anyone else, it may have appeared innocent and sweet. It felt like a sweet fire. My eyes looked to Helen as Lilly pulled back. Apparently we seemed to be living normally regardless of how thick the subtext was. Helen was deep in concentration with her files. She must have a new client. Back to the paper I went as I took a big sip from my mug. Immediately, the searing heat of the coffee plastered itself to my tongue. I jerked back, awake more from pain than caffeine. My tongue tingled as the tiny shards of pain rippled inside my mouth. I should have known better, I never like my coffee that hot. As I looked down, I noticed that in my rash retreat from the cup, a couple drops of java had landed on my tie. What a way to start the day! I shook my head as I reached out and snatched a napkin off the table before me. Being ever so careful not to smear it, I dabbed at the droplets and watched the color lighted. Got to be more careful, Jack. As I tossed the used napkin back onto the table, I noticed something different with Helen. No longer was she reading her files, but staring off to her right. Whatever had caught her gaze was something strong for she seemed to completely have missed my little fiasco with the coffee heated in the fires of hell. Curious, I followed her gaze only to catch my breath. On the other side of the kitchen was our sweet daughter. She had her back to us as she tried to reach into the top cupboard. As she did so, that Night-shirt of hers crept further up her body. I couldn't be sure whether or not she was aware of it, but Helen and I certainly were. I immediately tried to avert my eyes for fear of being caught by my wife, yet Helen seemed more transfixed than me. What's more, after twenty years of marriage, I know when my wife is turned on. She showed all the signs as she stared at our daughter. My eyes traveled back to Lilly only to see that the edge of her shirt had risen past the soft curve of her firm buttocks. There, nestled neatly between those wondrous thighs, was the sweet pussy of our daughter. The sight didn't last long as Lilly finally reached the glasses. She brought herself back down and set it one on the counter, completely unaware of our voyeurism. I could just barely hear Helen's heavy breathing. Our eyes were glued to our daughter as she moved to the 'fridge and opened the door. Her shirt rose once more as she bent over to reach for the milk. Once more her treasures were put on display. The very same sight I have seen oh so frequently. That familiar sensation of an awakening beast came over me. Blood began to pump once more. But through all of this, the thought of my wife watching Lilly was the greatest fuel. I've seen Lilly, but I have not seen Helen like this. Her chest was heaving against the tight blouse she wore. Her lips parted as her breath escaped them. She is such a beautiful creature! As if she sensed my gaze, her eyes turned suddenly to me. Her face flushed red as she quickly went back to her files. Lilly poured herself a glass and returned the milk to the fridge. The cold air had caused her nipples to be completely rigid as she began to strut out of the room with her beverage She gave us a big grin. Was her show innocent or intentional? We heard her footsteps trail up the stairs. We stared off into space as we listened to the bathroom door close and the sound of the shower turn on. Suddenly, Helen jumped out of her chair and stood before me. Forcefully, she grasped my tie and pulled me to her lips. She fell into my lap, pressing her body against mine. A moan escaped our lips only to be trapped in the other's mouth. I hadn't seen her like this in a very long while. Helen pressed her forehead to mine as our lips parted. She panted heavily as she began to quickly undo her pants. "Get those pants off now, Jack!" she demanded. My cock was so hard it hurt. I followed suit and began to undo my fly. Helen hopped out of my lap and removed her slacks and panties at once. Her sex glistened in the morning light as she laid her back against the table and spread her legs. As I took my own pants off, she began to rub herself furiously. "Hurry, Jack. Get that beautiful cock into me!" She moaned as my member bounced free from his prison. I moved up close to her with my pants around my ankles. She spread her lips apart. She was so wet it was beautiful. I lined my cock up and inched closer. The moment it touched her open pussy, she let go of the lips, swallowing my member into her. I slipped inside easily as I was soon buried to the hilt within her warm depths. "OHHHHHH YES!" Helen cried as our daughter's shower thundered above us. I slammed myself deep into her as our bodies slapped together. She wanted more and more with each thrust. Her moans raked through the house as we fucked like the animals we are. Helen squeezed me tightly as I fucked her for all I could. She held her legs wide as she rotated her hips. The head of my cock pressed against her G-spot on every thrust inside. It wouldn't be long now for either of us. I kept my rhythm and pounded her as deeply as I could. Helen just grabbed one leg now, pulling her knee up higher towards her heaving breasts. She gritted her teeth. The hunger in her eyes was intoxicating. She bit her bottom lip as she squeezed her eyes shut. Her body was shaking. "Oh Jack! I'm gonna..." she cried as she suddenly grasped the table and pushed her body up. I slammed myself home at the moment our orgasm triggered. Deep into her womb I shoot every drop of fluid I had. We shook together. Our breathing was in unison. As it finally calmed, we heard the silence from upstairs. Lilly was done taking a shower, and we had no idea how long it had been. "Oh shit..." Helen exhaled. A light sheet of sweat coated her brow. Just enough to gather a few newly stray hairs. "Wow! That was amazing!" Her voice was a whisper as we slid apart from each other. The clock read 7:38. Just another reason to hurry now. We quickly gathered our clothes and cleaned up the best to our ability. Not a moment later did Lilly run down the stairs ready for school. She paid no attention to the thick smell of sex in the air as she kissed us both goodbyes on the cheek. The three of us made our way out the door and into our cars. Lilly was the first to speed off. As she cleared our road and rounded the corner, Helen turned to me. She blew a kiss in my direction. I couldn't help but smile. * * * * * Work for me was like any other day. I work in an office and it is amazing how repetitive my life can seem. Luckily, I have a private office so I can bring some outside influences to my life. Maybe a picture here, and a trophy there. It's especially helpful to aide in reducing the constant voices and beeps from all the calls and computer work in the main room. It can be enough to drive someone crazy. Especially when you have technicians running around trying to upgrade our computers or software. I should have worked construction... So all in all, the day went slowly. It wasn't long until I found myself home again. Helen had beaten me there and already had begun making dinner. The fresh scent of frying peppers filled my senses as I stepped into the kitchen. I couldn't help but remember that I had my cock buried in my wife the last time I was here in the kitchen. I walked up behind her and wrapped my arms around her body as I pressed my own against her. She gave a pleasant moan as I kissed her neck. "I've been thinking about you all day," I whispered into her ear. She giggled. "Have you now?" she responded as she stirred the vegetables simmering in the frying pan. "You bet I have" I moaned as I gently bit her earlobe. I watched her skin pimple with goosebumps as my cock began to rise to attention once more. It pressed itself firmly between Helen's cheeks. She playfully pushed back against it. "We better be careful. Lilly will be home soon." The sizzling from the pan seemed very fitting. "Just wanted to say 'Hello'," I smiled as I kissed her neck once more. As it turned out, Lilly would not be in until late that night. It is getting close to a performance for her Jazz Dance team so their practice is now into crunch time. None-the-less, Helen and I enjoyed a peaceful evening together. Dinner was delicious. More than I could ever ask for. We dined and enjoyed a fine bottle of wine. As the night wore on, we curled up on the couch and watched an old movie together. We left a window open a crack to fill the room with fresh air from the cool night. It was the perfect excuse to hold each other tightly. We drifted off to sleep in the middle of the film. We didn't even wake when Lilly came home. She just quietly sneaked by and went to bed herself. It was just before eight when my cell phone began to ring. Helen and I opened our eyes only to be shocked awake by the time. Holy SHIT! The instant panic set in both of us as I snatched the phone off the table and ran upstairs to get dressed. The phone reported four missed calls as I pushed the 'Answer' button for the fifth. Judging by the voice on the other end, I wasn't the only one in a state of panic this morning. "Jesus, Jack! Where the hell have you been?" Steve hurriedly asked. "I've been calling you all morning!" "I just overslept," FUCK! FUCK! FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK!!! "Oh that's just bloody fantastic! You better get your ass over here right now! The corporate office is sending in a couple of guys from auditing this morning. They called a meeting at nine!" Steve's voice was coated with worry. "What? Why didn't they tell us earlier?" "They said they sent out a mass email, but with all the renovations our computer systems have been having as of late, it must not have gone through for our firm." This was just what I needed. "CHRIST! Alright, I'll be there as soon as I can. Start spreading rumors about congested traffic for me, will ya? Say there was an accident or something." "You got it. Good luck." To recap, I had been awake maybe three minutes and it was already turning out to be a 'fun day'. I had to skip a shower and throw on the first suit I came across. A simple water through the hair and I was good to go. Helen was just as stressed as I as I kissed her goodbye as she was just hopping out of the shower. "Nothing is harder to leave than a wet and naked woman," I mumbled as I was heading out of the room. She giggled and winked. I took the stairs two at a time as I made my way towards the door. Just as I grabbed the handle, I heard sweet Lilly's voice call from the kitchen. "Wait! Dad!" she cried as she hurried over to me. She held a small silver coffee thermos in her hands. "I noticed you were late so I filled this up for you. It's still very hot so you may want to wait for it to cool." She smiled. "Thank you, honey. I'll drink it after my meeting" I said as I kissed her forehead and accepted her thoughtful gesture. "Good," she smiled. I managed to run through the doors of the office just three minutes before nine. Steve was obviously nervous as he constantly loosened his tie only to tighten it a moment later. He's the kind of guy that could do to lose a few pounds but you like him anyways. He's a hard worker, but easy to get on the edge. He seemed to jump out of his chair when he saw me barge in and head towards my back office. "What's the word?" I asked as we walked briskly. "We have about five minutes, give or take. One of the guys just went to the restroom. I think this meeting is in regards to the Peterson Account." "Do you know who handled it this time?" "Not sure, but I'm willing to bet that will come up..." I closed the door behind Steve as he entered my office. The blinds were already shut to the main room but my window to the outside world was wide open, letting the light pour in. It was just a view of the brick wall across the way, so I didn't care too much about what could be seen. "We got a call from marketing as to what we should expect from these guys. Just in case, I thought it would be a good idea to call off the poker game tonight." I set my briefcase and thermos on the desk as I turned to him, confused. "How long do you think this meeting will take?" "No more than three hours." Steve offered. "I just think its bad luck. If I go into a poker game on a day of bad luck I might..." "I got it, I got it," I waved it off. Sometimes it amazes me that Steve hasn't yet had a stroke. Time was short and the stress was already high. I walked over to a large black filing cabinet that every office seems to have and grabbed the 'Peterson Account' file and got out of the office. Now into the jaws of Corporate America. * * * * * Sometimes I wonder why I work where I do. It seems every time somebody shows up from the big office, I have these thoughts. Sometimes I chew on what it would be like to jump out that window over there and pass my problems onto somebody else as I do a twenty-three story swan dive. And trust me, that was pretty much all I could think about until the meeting came to a close around 11:20. Just long enough to make me ponder if I would survive a jump out from the window in the conference room. As I walked back into the office, I threw the account file onto the desk and loosened my tie. It was almost lunch time and I was already three hours behind thanks to that damned glitch in email. To top it off, I was going to have to catch a flight to Hong Kong on Monday. Bear in mind I love to travel, but what I was not going there for was sight seeing. I was going to have to aide in the assimilation of another facility. The trip would basically be nothing but ten thousand miles of boredom followed by a lot of headaches followed bt another ten thousand miles of boredom. Fabulous. I sulked into my chair and wondered where to begin. My body felt heavy. Every inch of me seemed to be trying to droop down to the floor. Luckily, my eyes fell to the silver thermos sweet Lilly made for me. God I love that girl! I unscrewed the top of the thermos and, almost immediately, the fresh scent of a Columbian brew filled the space between those four walls. I inhaled deeply, feeling my body already responding to the warm aroma. I began to pour it into my previously stained coffee cup, from which billowed a thick plume of steam. It was still hot, but not too hot. I was careful not to waste a single drop. Leaning back in my chair, I brought the cups to my lips. I pursed them as I slurped the drink into my mouth. The bitter taste swam past my taste buds wrapping around my tongue. I swished and swallowed. A sharp, bitter aftertaste invaded my mouth. I'm really gonna' have to teach Lilly how to brew a good cup of coffee one of these days. In the mean time, I'm just gonna have to put up with her well intentioned efforts and enjoy the benefits. I slammed the first cup down in no time and was half way through the second when my phone rang. Picking it up, I was surprised to hear the voice on the other end. "Hello?" spoke a woman. "Hello, this is Jack Crawford. May I help you?" I responded. "Oh hi Jack. This is Joanne Anderson. How are you?" "Joanne! Wow it's been some time hasn't it... I am doing fine. Yourself?" Joanne was a client of my firm and the holder of the Anderson account. We never personally discussed the details of it because it was maintained by other members in the office. Joanne and I actually went 'way back to high school. After graduation, we lost track of each other. Then, after about six years, her husband passed away leaving her with a substantial amount of money. She came to me out of the blue and we aided her in setting up an account. As a matter of fact, her account was one of the first that our firm started with. It was because of this we became such good friends. "I'm doing great! Thank you. How is Lilly?" Downfall: Culminations "She's doing great. It's kinda' getting hard to realize how old she is though." I chuckled. "Tell me about it. Taylor and Sydney are in college already. Can you believe that?" Taylor and Sydney were Joanne's two kids. The last time I had seen them, they were actually in elementary school. Time really does fly. "Wow! College huh? Lilly isn't that far behind. She's just wrapping up this year and then she's in." For some odd reason, the air seemed to heat up. I unbuttoned the first clasp on my shirt. "Where does the time go? Anyway, the reason I was calling was I was wondering if you and Helen wanted to come over for dinner next Tuesday. The kids are going on a trip up to the cabin so it'll be a nice night for adults. Claire's down as well and would be joining us." I could feel the blood begin to relocate in my crotch as my member began to stiffen. My eyes scanned the room. Where the hell did this come from? "Well... I'll have to check with Helen, but I don't think it'll be a problem." My cock continued to rise. "Great, I'll tell Claire. Have a good weekend!" "Alright, you too!" I stammered as I hung up the phone. I immediately looked down at my rising bulge. "What the fuck do you want?!?" I whispered to it desperately. (I did not expect a response.) I grabbed my briefcase and opened it. Trying everything I possibly could to focus all my attention on my work. Ah! Numbers! ... Let's look at numbers! That should be good to bring order from the chaos in my head. Every attempt I made to ignore my enraged beast did me no good. In no time, I was left with an impressive hardon and with no reason but boredom. My blood pumped through me filling every vein with energy. Anything in my reach I squeezed as hard as I could in a desperate attempt to calm my senses. Feeling myself loosing this battle, I glanced to the door. I could lock it. The shades are already drawn. I looked behind me to see the beautiful view of the brick wall. I was alone, and horny. No reason why not? I slipped the zipper to my fly down as I reached for the intercom. I pressed the green button to the lobby. "Hello, Jen? Do me a favor and forward all my calls to my voicemail. I really have to play catch-up here." Jen's voice came back from the other line. "Okay Mr. Crawford. But before you do that, you have a visitor... do you want me to send them in?" Every time she said that phrase I felt like I was in prison. I exhaled my frustration. This has become my 'Favorite' day. "Go ahead," I told her as I clicked the intercom to 'off'. I shook my head as I zipped my fly back up. I could swear I heard my cock scream at me. A moment or so later the doorknob turned. In walked Lilly dressed in an impressively professional business blouse and black skirt. She wore black rimmed glasses and had her hair up in a ponytail. She carried a brown bag with her. My eyes went wide with multiple levels of shock. "Lilly... What are you doing here?" I stammered. "And what are you wearing?" "I borrowed some of Mom's clothes. They fit me well, don't you think?" she asked as she spun on her black pumps. I couldn't deny that my little girl filled out the curves of Helen's outfit better than she did. "They certainly do..." my eyes kept traveling across her. My cock laughed its evil laugh. Damn it Jack! Get back to the situation! "Lilly, why are you here? You have school today." "I did have school today, but I figured I'd skip it. Today, I figured I'd come by and help you out," she mentioned as she looked at her watch. "That's very sweet of you Lilly, but..." "Is your cock hard yet?" she interrupted. ...How in the hell did she... "Excuse me?" She stepped closer. "Your cock, Daddy... Is it hard yet?" she said very slowly with a wicked grin. It was certainly beyond the definition of hard. I could cum diamonds right now were my balls full of coal. "How did..." "Good!" she chirped as she strutted around the desk. She pushed my chair back and sat on the papers right in front of me. She crossed her legs and sat up straight. "I was worried it wouldn't be. The last thing I want is for you to be soft right now..." She spread her legs revealing her wet black panties caressing her mound. She raised an eyebrow. "You wanna' fuck, Daddy?" she taunted. I couldn't find any words. I was immediately thinking of the others outside the office. "Don't worry... I locked the door as I came through..." That little vixen. "How did you know I would...?" I wanted that answered at least. "I slipped a couple of Viagras in your coffee. Don't worry, I checked the warnings." That fucking vixen. She smiled as she pulled the edges of her skirt up her thighs some more. Her panties were completely soaked. Looks like I wasn't the only one ready. I watched as she brought her hands to a small clasp on the side of the black underwear. She undid the clip and let the ribbon fall to the side. She did the same thing on the opposing side and pulled the fabric away, unveiling her wet cunt to me. "Do you like what you see?" she asked. I nodded already breathing hard. "Good," she moaned as she began to rub her slit. I watched as she masturbated right in front of me. I undid my own pants and shed them. My hand grasped my cock as if on auto pilot. I pumped my hard on while drooling over my daughter. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" she taunted. "God yes. I'm gonna' fuck you Lilly. I'm gonna fuck your brains out." My pre-cum oozed out of my cock already coating me. My hand was a blur as it slammed against my shaft. I stood out of my chair and stepped towards her. "Wait!" she panted. Why, dear god! WHY? She looked up at me and smirked. "I needed to prepare too." I watched with desire as she brought her hand down to her slippery lips and pushed her fingers inside. Her lips pursed a moan as they slipped in easily. In another moment, they made their way out. Her fingers sparkled in the light as they were coated with her love juice. As they came out completely, she held two tiny silver balls in her hand. Those very same Ben Wa balls that started our descent to lust. She dropped the metallic balls to the floor and brought her fingers up to her mouth. I watched as she slipped it inside. Her succulent lips closed around it, sucking her own flavor with her tongue. She slowly withdrew. "Mmmmmmm." She purred. "Ready to put that big cock in me?" she asked. Her puppy dog eyes blinking up at me. "You're damn right, Baby." I mumbled "Goody," she started. "But I want you to bend me over and fuck me from behind." She demanded. I'd be a fool to say no. She hopped off the desk and bent over, presenting that gorgeous ass to me. I wasted no time in stepping behind her and lining up my member. Her wet labia met my crown sending shivers through us both. "Oh GOD Daddy, I feel it. Put it in!" she pleaded. I pushed. My member sank deep into her. She grabbed me hard all around my tool. I thrust my hips against her shoving every bit I could deep inside. I wanted to plunge further into her depths than ever. Reaching out, I grabbed her pony tail and pulled her head back. "Oh YESSSSSSS!" she screamed in a harsh whisper. We tried our very best to keep our moans down as our carnal act continued. "FUCK Daddy! It feels so good. Harder! UGH... Fuck me harder!" she cried I slammed against her ass for all I was worth. My balls would be bruised from slapping against her. I let go of her hair and reached further. One hand grabbled her shoulders and pulled her against me on every thrust. "Oh DADDY! You make me want to screeeeammm!" she murmured. "Don't scream, Baby. Oh God. Here," I said as I reached further. I covered her mouth with my hand as she cried out against it. Her teeth pushed into my flesh. I felt her lips part and take a finger into her mouth as she bit it. I've never felt anything like it. "Oh baby you make me want to cum!" I could feel the moment approach. "Just a little longer, Daddy! I'm sooo close!" I gritted my teeth as I pumped harder. I wanted her to cum, but I didn't know if I could hold off. I grabbed her ass and sank my fingers into her hard. She covered her own mouth as she screamed into it. Just a little longer... I was losing time. I was inches from defeat in this battle when I felt her clamp her vise against me harder than ever. "I'M CUMMING!!!!" She screamed against her hand. I pushed against her again and again as she convulsed on my cock. "Daddy's gonna cum, Lilly. I'm gonna...." I plunged into her one last time as I pulled her against me. I erupted deep inside spewing forth my seed. She moaned again as I filled her womb as my swollen cock was still sliding in and out of her soaked pussy. The feeling was so amazing I didn't want it to stop. My cock was still hard. "Oh Daddy..." she said surprised as my movement continued. "Can you keep going?...Are you serious?" "Baby you feel too good to stop," I moaned as our over stimulated organs were ground together once more. The slippery feel was more intense the second time around. Our senses were drunken with pleasure. I drove my cock to the hilt again hearing the sounds of our love-making. Lilly lifted up her leg and put it on the desk. Her pussy spread against my already drowning cock. "Oh My God Oh my god oh my god oh my god..." whispered my sweet daughter. It surprised us both how close we were already. "Daddy! Holy shit! I'm already there!" she cried in a hoarse whisper. "Me too baby!" I grabbed her cheeks and spread them as I continued to thrust into my dear Lilly. The second orgasm shook us within moments. The entire world was blocked out once more as our bodies rippled with aftershocks of pleasure. It was more intense then the first, seeming to pile on the effect. We collapsed together onto the desk. Our bodies spent. Muscles suddenly developing aches and pains. My cock was still in her. I didn't ever want to leave. Lilly was beneath me with her head tilted in my direction. She stared into my eyes as I did into hers. Those wonderful jewels could bewitch any man. She smiled that wonderful smile of hers. "Feel better?" she asked. "Much..." I purred. "Good. Now what can I do to help?" To be honest, the rest of the day flew by. Lilly was an absolute doll as she aided me with the deals and closures I had to do that day. She mainly handled the paperwork and calling back clients for me. But even something as simple as that is needed every now and again. It was because of her that when we finally left just after 5:00pm, I was satisfied with what we had accomplished. As we walked to our cars, Lilly stayed right beside me. It still amazes me how I could just glance over and see an absolutely gorgeous woman who had sprouted from my being. It was one of those moments where it hits a father that their child has grown up. The parking garage was completely void of life as we walked through. The only two vehicles left belonged to us. The sounds of our footsteps echoed off the cement walls as we walked down the wide ramps. It always amazed me how much it felt like a cave down here during any part of the day. It could be warm and sunny outside but down here it would be just cold and devoid of natural light. "By the way," Lilly suddenly began, "I thought I would give you a heads up. Celeste will be coming over for dinner tonight, and probably staying over." Celeste was Lilly's best friend and just as much as a handful as she. As a matter of fact, I had completely forgotten about her since that night weeks ago. In a way, Celeste was part of the reason that Lilly and I found each other the way we did. I looked at Lilly as she had an odd expression on her face. It hit me then that I had been thinking in my head for longer than an appropriate amount of time. "Sorry... She's coming over tonight?" Each syllable seemed to bounce off the walls and come right back to us. The feeling was more eerie than anything else. "That was the plan... I can call her up if it's a problem," there were those eyes again. Damn hard to say no when gazing into them. "It's... It's okay. You know she's more than welcome in our house." A warm smile fell upon Lilly's sweet face. A moment of silence fell between us. The hollow steps of our pace barely brought us comfort. "...Lilly," I said softly not turning towards her. "You shouldn't have done that today..." Her brow tightened in confusion. "I thought you liked it." I exhaled all the breath in my lungs as I suddenly stopped. "I did. Trust me I did, but you drugged me, Lilly. That was dangerous. I don't ever want to even hear of you doing that again." I stared deep into her eyes as she did back into mine. We looked on each other not as lovers in this moment. She was looking at her father. The silence enveloped us once more. My sweet child. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my arms around her and squeeze every bad thought away but I needed to hold my ground. Slowly, Lilly lowered her eyes. "... I'm sorry, Dad." She whispered. Now I was given the freedom. I reached out and welcomed her into my warm embrace. She lifted her chin and rested it on my shoulder. "It's okay Lilly. It turned out just fine." I ran my fingers through her hair as she hugged me tightly in return. My wonderful child. Slowly, our hold on each other fell. She stood staring at me again. It's tough to see her like this. "I'll tell you what. I'll call Helen and let her know we are having a guest for dinner. Chances are I'll just pick up something to eat on the way home... Any suggestions?" "I don't know. How about Chinese?" She suggested. I had the feeling I was about to endure that cuisine constantly next week. The brief hints of a smile came back to her beautiful face making it difficult to deny her. I kick-started my own grin "Sounds good to me. I'll call in an order." A wide grin crossed her lips lighting up her frame. She leaned in and kissed me full on the lips. "Thanks Daddy." I couldn't help but laugh at my child as she jumped around suddenly giddy again. She looked so business like and professional just a moment ago and suddenly... Oh how I envy her. Lilly ran around to her driver's side of her car and opened the door just as I made it to my own. I fumbled with the keys and got the door unlocked just as Lilly backed out. Suddenly, she stopped right next to me and rolled down the passenger window. "Dad! Just one more thing." She called from the driver's seat. I turned and leaned down. "Thanks for the Fuck, Daddy!" she said proudly and then sped off. I stood there shocked. As the car sped away, not a sound could be heard over the echo of "Thanks for the Fuck, Daddy..." * * * * * There was an extra vehicle in the driveway by the time I arrived at the house. The scent of 'Sweet & Sour' Sauce mingled with Chop Suey had filled the small confines of the car. It was one of my most dreaded tortures. As I walked in the door, I was immediately greeted by the sight of the table being set. Lilly had changed into a relaxing set of dance pants and a tank top. Celeste came strutting in behind her dressed very similar in sweat shorts and a tank top. Her long, toned legs were accented very nicely with a single golden ankle bracelet. She seemed to be having a difficult time bringing in a leaking bottle of soy sauce. She set the bottle down on the table and brought looked at her fingers. A dark droplet began to course its way down her hand. She quickly brought the finger up to her pouting lips and sucked the juice clean. "Oh honey, let me get you a napkin," Helen stated as she was bringing in some dinner plates still dressed in her work clothes. She must have arrived just before me. All three lovely ladies turned to see me as I shut the door. Their faces filled instantly with smiles of welcome... or it might have been merely that they noticed the bag of food in my hand. "Have no fear, dinner is here!" I sang as I walked up to the table. "That was pretty lame, Dad." Lilly laughed as she set down some glasses. I shrugged it off as I stood beside Helen and kissed her 'Hello' as I set down the bag. "How was work?" "Oh you know," she replied as she took the disposable chopsticks from the bag. "Same old, same old. How 'bout yourself?" "We had a surprise visit from the big office, but aside from that... the same." I pulled out a box of beef with broccoli. "Oh! You would never guess who called today!" I suddenly recalled. "Joanne Anderson?" Helen immediately mentioned as she opened the box. How the hell did she know that? "Yes, actually, she inquired about dinner on Tuesday... How did you..." "She called just when I walked in. Something came up and she had to cancel." She popped a broccoli stem into her mouth and winked at me. I just laughed as I shook my head. We set the places and enjoyed a very fulfilling dinner. The variety of flavors bounced and danced across my taste buds with every bite. It was a nice way to end the day. What caught be by surprise were the side effects of my raised libido beginning to take control. During the past few weeks, I had been finding erotic sights right and left. The most unusual places awoke dark feelings. Lilly's twisted mind took advantage of any situation. I'd blame her for this dark awakening, but I know I am just as guilty. So now I sat at the dinner table and focused on sights I've seen hundreds of times earlier; yet this time through the eyes of a corrupt individual. The three women near me ate their meals with pleased smiles on their faces completely unaware of my eyes trailing their movements. The most tempting of such were the use of their chopsticks. The long, slender tools resting between their delicate fingers. I was transfixed as Celeste controlled these solid rods, gently squeezing tiny pieces of glistening mushrooms. The soft sides concaved ever-so-softly as she brought the tiny article of food to her lips. She opened her luscious mouth and slipped the bite inside; her lips closing around the two dark sticks. She slowly pulled the rods out, trailing them against her teeth. Not a single drop of juice passed her lips as the tips exited clean and shining. A smile crossed her lips as she savored the flavor bringing her visual pleasure. A different degree of pleasure than what I felt at that very moment. I've turned in to a dirty old man. The rest of the meal mainly consisted of me staring at my plate as I shook my head at myself. I tried to tune out the simple teasing the girls began to give me as I insisted on using a fork. I would be surprised if I would ever be able to eat Chinese again, to be honest. Looks like I was in trouble for next week's trip. Our plates began to show their colors again as the meal drew to its end. Now felt as good a time as any to unleash the news of my travel onto these ladies of my household. I was worried of the reactions because, for some reason, I expected the worst. I'm not sure why, but I did. Regardless of what I thought, they were excited for me. Saddened that I would be gone, but joyous over the opportunity it presented. It caught me off guard, but I was still pleased no one was upset. Helen and I finished up the few dishes as the girls ran off to Lilly's room. The task we took was quickly completed so we each grabbed a glass of wine and retired to the living room. We were just getting comfortable when the irritable ringing of Helen's cell phone parted the pleasant mood. She dove across the room and pulled it from her purse. "This is Helen," she spoke into the phone. I watched as she stood with her back to me with a hand on her hip. She never got a chance to change out of her 'lawyer attire' at all. Watching her from the back reminded me of our sweet daughter and her surprise visit today. It would be easy to mistake them as sisters these two. Downfall: Culminations My eyes traveled up her dark stockings as she talked into the phone. I paid little attention to what she said. I've learned to do so over the years. When she is on a phone with one of her clients, I tune her out. It's my own little way of aiding in the clients confidentiality. However, her expressions left little to the imagination. I watched as her face changed from one of confusion, to disappointment, to upset, to frustration. Finally, she brought the phone away from her ear and covered the mouth piece. Her mouth contorted into a silent scream, giving me the cue to give her even more space. I vacated the living room quickly, as she brought the phone back up to her ear. The light from the waning moon outside glittered off the wood floors in the dining room. I walked to the window and gazed outside into the ghostly world beyond the glass. A very slight breeze shook the trees as their leaves swayed in unison. The pool rippled the movement of the wind. Each tiny wave caught the light of the moon and danced its image across my eyes. The entire sight looked ever so welcoming. Lilly's door was closed as I approached the hall. I could hear their voices laughing inside. Part of my mind flashed to the afternoon weeks ago when I overheard them sexually toying with each other. My breath quickened for a moment but I quickly shook it off. I continued on my way to the bedroom. It took me less than five minutes to change out of my clothes and snag a cigar from my case. Add another few minutes and there I was; out under the dark night sky enjoying a well rolled Cuban cigar. It was a beautiful night. The soft breeze carried every sound it could to my waiting ears as I devoured it all. The crisp chirp of crickets was a pleasing accent to add to the soft croak of a near bye frog. I could almost hear each blade of grass struggle not to move in the wind. There was a golden box of light cutting into the moon's illumination on the lawn. The edges were crisp and sharp. My mind led me to conclude it was from Lilly's room. Apparently the rest of the lights were out in the house for no other interruptions disturbed the moons' work. The air was so crisp that I inhaled deeply, welcoming it into my lungs. The chill air filled every space it could. It was ever so relaxing. I brought the cigar to my lips and drew a deep breath through it. The fiery tip glowed brightly as its embers snaked closer only to grow dark a moment later. I blew the smoke from my mouth and watched it dance on its journey to the west. In another moment, it was gone completely. As I sat there, I heard the sliding glass door behind me open slowly, and then close. Solid footsteps approached leading me to assume they were Helen's. As the figure walked into my presence before me, I was proven correct. "Hey baby," she smiled as she leaned over and kissed my cheek. "Good cigar?" I smiled up at her, "Fabulous." I winked at her. "Care to sit with me?" "I better not," she replied. The moon was directly behind her framing her silhouette in a sliver glow. "I just got off the phone with Mr. Sanders. Something's come up and it looks like I have to leave too." She looked out to the sky. The moon illuminated the world around us. She took a deep breath. "I'll be back Monday before your flight, but I have my own to catch tomorrow morning around five. I think I better try and pack up now and try and get some sleep." The patch of light on the grass had gone out. I turned my eyes to the house to see nothing but a large boxed shadow. I then looked up to my stunning wife. Her hair danced in the wind. Her skin glowed. "I understand," I whispered softly. Part of me was afraid of disrupting the calming silence of this outside world. She turned her gaze away from the stars and back to me. Our eyes caught as they had many times before. Lights danced between them. She smiled and kissed me once more. Her lips bringing warmth to my cooled face. In another moment, I was alone once more. The simple pleasure in loss of time is one that I don't embrace enough. One of the most therapeutic things you can achieve is the ability to say to one's self: "Relax, you have all the time in the world." It was just after this realization that the door opened once more. I listened for the footsteps, waiting for Helen to emerge from the darkness of the shadowed shadow. As I listened, I was somewhat surprised to hear two sets of feet; and by the sound of it, each were barefoot. From the shadows at the edge of my vision emerged Lilly with Celeste following close behind. The moment she stepped into the haunting light, my eyes jumped to the glowing skin of my daughter's friend. I immediately felt a feeling I knew was wrong. Whether it was a greater wrong than those I have already committed or not, I do not care. My mental reprimand followed quickly. "Hey, Dad," Lilly spoke softly. The two girls stood beside me with the breeze blowing through their hair. I took a long final drag of my cigar. The heat from the smoke sizzled against my tongue. I pulled it from my lips and brought it to the cold ashtray near me. The tightly packed leaves crunched as I twisted the lit end into the metal dish. "What brings you two out here?" I asked. As my vision caught sight of their protruding nipples strained against the light fabric of the shirts. It seemed the cool wind enjoyed toying with their bodies. Lilly smiled softly. "We saw you from the window and thought you might want some company." Celeste was letting her eyes travel across the starry sky. I could just barely make out their reflection in her eyes from where I sat. "It really is beautiful tonight," She said as she gazed upward. The serenity of the atmosphere was suddenly disrupted by an awkward cacophony of beeps and chirps that could only be associated with a cell phone. Celeste jumped immediately and reached into the pocket on her shorts. "Sorry," she smiled embarrassed to be suddenly the focus of attention. She pulled the phone out and accepted the call. "Hello? Hi! Oh nothing... At Lilly's, remember?" She started to walk away in search of some privacy. I watched my daughter's friend as she walked around our backyard staring at the sky above while speaking into the phone. She moved so gracefully for not seeing where she was going. I would have chuckled had I not been so entranced by her. A sudden glint from near her feet immediately called to my eyes. They quickly traveled down her long, slender legs to the tiny golden bracelet clinging to her ankle. The moon shined off of it proudly as Celeste walked around our yard barefoot. The soft grass had already begun to gather moisture as it slipped between her toes. She was on the other side of the yard when Lilly spoke again. This time, much more secretive. "I thought you might want to know," she began "... She found out about us..." For a moment, I could swear the world just stopped. Not a sound from the crickets. Not a breeze through the yard. Not a beat of my heart nor a breath from my lungs. My eyes went wide with sudden panic. Lilly placed a hand softly on my shoulder, sensing my sudden state. "Relax, Daddy. It's okay." She whispered. "How? How can you say that? Oh Shit I'm going to jail," I began to mumble. "Why? You didn't do anything wrong," she said soothingly. She knelt down on one knee beside me as she brought her face closer to me. "It's okay. Trust me." I looked deep into those soft emerald eyes. "How did she find out?" I softly demanded. Lilly took a deep breath. "To be honest, I'm not sure. Maybe I screwed up somehow and said something that made her mind start piecing things together. I don't really know." She seemed so calm as she leaned in closer to my ear. "What I do know is that it excited her." Her words echoed in my head as I recalled every moment of our exploits. I turned back to Celeste on the other side of the lawn as she stared at the stars as if she never seen them before. This sweet girl who I had known most of her life. She and Lilly had been friends for over fifteen years. Celeste is just a few months older, but it never mattered to these two. If there were ever a girl I would consider my second daughter, it would be her. Sweet Lilly's breath felt hot against my ear. The hairs on the back of my neck began to grow erect as my skin grew tight with goosebumps. "I know it made her wet, Daddy. The thought of us together turned her on so much she masturbated in front of me." My mind wandered to this evening. They ran away from dinner so quick and giddy, I didn't think much of it. It allowed Helen and me a few moments of... Helen.... This was wrong. "Lilly, stop," I said as I shook my head. "That's enough." "What?" she asked wide eyed. "I thought you would like to know. She is a very attractive young lady, don't you think?" she asked as she nodded her head in the direction of her best friend. I couldn't help but follow her gaze to behold Celeste once more. It did strike those hungry desires in me, but if I was to have control, I needed to grasp it now. "Stop it, Lilly." I said more firmly as I stood and prepared to leave. Lilly's hand quickly grasped my arm. "Fine, go. But I thought you should know that she has had a crush on you for a very long time and wouldn't be able to say 'no' if anything were to happen." Her eyes held a feeling of intensity. I grasped her hand on my arm and threw it off. Anger was beginning to boil inside me. Why was she acting like this? "Lilly, I can't." I lowered my voice but kept my drilling intensity, "What we have shared is already too much for me. I am a married man with a commitment to my wife. I love her and I am not about to throw that away for a pointless fuck with your best friend." My words pierced her immediately. I could see her eyes welling with tears. "That's not what I meant," she whimpered as she tried with every ounce of her strength to refrain from crying. The still night air held the feeling of danger. My heart pounded fiercely against my chest fueled by fearful rage. Her lower lip shook. "I didn't mean it would be... 'pointless'..." I shook my head as I exhaled in frustration. I started to storm off when Lilly grabbed my arm once more. "Dad! Wait, please! Hear me out," she whispered desperately. I slowly turned to her once more. She had one chance. "Dad, I'm scared, alright. And I've done a lot of thinking. Celeste didn't find out tonight. It was actually last week. You did excite her, yet she still feels weird about it. I'm afraid of what might happen if she told. That's why I need you to be with her. I need you to bring her out of her shell a bit." This I was not ready for. Lilly spoke every word with more sincerity than I have ever seen. Her hands shook as they held my arm. I laid a hand atop one of hers. "Lilly, I understand your fear; but I don't think that would solve our problem." "Neither do I," she responded. Once more, I wasn't ready for that. Lilly swallowed hard and then took a deep breath. "It's only the beginning... We're going to get her to sleep with her father too." For a moment, I was speechless. Many questions began flying at me at once. and the question of which question to ask presented its own quandary. "Lilly, I..." "Don't worry, Dad. I'll take care of the hard stuff. I just need you to help out for a little bit of it, okay?" She seemed so sure of herself. I was afraid to ask her plan in detail, but chances were I would be much better off if I didn't know. She gave my arm a reassuring squeeze and kissed my cheek. A smile came to her lips as she winked. I watched as she started walking to her friend across the yard when she suddenly turned back. "And Dad, don't worry about Mom either. I'll take care of that one too..." How did she turn into this creature? My sweet Lilly... * * * * * As I woke with a start the next morning, my senses were shocked into activation. What day was it? What time was it? Holy shit I must be late to work! The thoughts exploded through my mind simultaneously until I realized it was Saturday. Brilliant start. In a calming exhalation of air, I sank back into the soft, welcoming embrace of my warm pillow. It enveloped me in its relaxing hug as I enjoyed the weight of the blankets. They never seem this heavy when I go to sleep, but whenever I wake, it's like they've put on a few pounds. The thought of over-weight blankets brought a smile to my face as I rolled over to gently wake Helen. As I turned, I was surprised to see her space vacant. Resting peacefully on her pillow was a folded piece of ivory paper. On the very front was a dark red printing of Helen's puckered lips. Sometimes she can be so cute. The letter read: Good Morning Sleepy, I'm sorry I didn't wake you on my way out, but you looked too adorable to disturb. I just wanted to say I hope you and Lilly have a great weekend and I cannot wait to see you two early Monday morning. It saddens me to think it will only be for a few hours before you will be gone for the week, but I'm sure we can make up for that when you get back. Give Lilly a big kiss for me! Love, Helen I folded the letter and placed it back on the pillow beside mine. She really can be so cute sometimes. * * * * * It was around three in the afternoon when I pulled my car into the driveway, getting back from the few errands I had to run. It was an absolutely stunning day. Blue skies, very few clouds, and a soft breeze. It was the kind of day that makes you think that the grass looks greener than it ever had before. As I opened the door and stood outside my car, I couldn't help but take a big breath of the fresh air. Then it hit me... I must look like some crazy urban-yuppie, standing out in my front yard with this big grin on my face. Christ, I feel like I'm in a damn allergy commercial. Shaking my head, I walked up to the house. Around half-an-hour later, I was back outside. This time, ready for a dip in that welcoming pool with a beer in one hand and a towel in the other. I tossed my shirt and towel on the same chair I sat in last night as I glanced at the surface of the water. The gentle ripples rolled from one side to the other majestically. What I realized at that moment was that the pool looks much better at night. In the light of the moon, you can't always see all the crap that gathers inside when the pool hasn't been swept for a couple weeks. Here in the afternoon sunshine, I was staring at one more task before I could relax for good. No point in complaining, right? I just grabbed the pool sweep, took a long swig of my beer, and got to work once more. The water always seems to fight back when you skim the pool with the netted sweep. The resistance of the water makes this task somewhat arduous. Nothing too difficult, but enough that after a short while, I couldn't help but notice that all my muscles began to ache and swell with their laborious task. I felt like I was in high school again as I looked at my bicep as I swept the pool-sweep across the surface. If there were a mirror, I'm sure I would be striking poses. I smiled proudly as well as I began to overly exaggerate each sweep across. My skin soaked in every ounce of sun it could with the surface hardly beginning to glisten in sweat. What a sight it must have been. A grown man quite pleased with his shape as he cleaned the pool. I'm sure the neighbors would have even heard me singing my theme music to myself had their houses not been surrounded by tall trees. These charades continued for quite some time as I played my little game along with it. It wasn't until I caught site of two silhouettes in Lilly's room watching me that my event came to a screeching halt. Lilly and Celeste stood in her window watching me with beaming smiles. Embarrassed is hardly the word I would use yet it is the only one to come to mind. I shook my head at myself. What a foolish old man I had become, I thought to myself as I let out a little chuckle. I discarded the overly-used pool sweep and stood at the deep end of the pool. The clear surface bounced the sunlight back up into the atmosphere with perfect reflection. It looked ever so welcoming. Who was I to deny it? My toes gripped the edge of the tiny ledge I stood upon as I gave a last stretch. With a quick shift in weight, I pushed off the ground and sprung into the air. My body flexed into position, keeping my legs, back and arms perfectly aligned. As if it were filmed in slow motion, I pierced the surface of the clear water. My fingertips entered the cool depths first. The wet surface wrapped around them quickly as more and more of my body sank into it. The feeling of being enveloped completely was one I always pay attention to. The first time is always the one with the most sensations. It was not even a moment later that my toes completed the journey as I flew below the water's surface. The water felt incredible. My sun-dried skin was instantly satisfied with abundance of moisture I soaked it in. After a few brief laps, I jumped from this water hole of mine. A quick trip into the house brought me a new beer and my pair of sunglasses. I had truly mastered the recipe for a relaxing time. I sank back into the depths once more, but this time swam toward the stairs. I backed myself into the as I rested an arm on each ledge. The rough surface of the gravel ground did little to annoy me as I opened the beer bottle against the ledge. The bottle cap flew off as I slammed my hand against it in my little trick from college. The cold brew filled my mouth as I looked to the blue skies above me. It really was a beautiful day. At some point in time, I closed my eyes. * * * * * I have no idea how long it was, but I woke suddenly to the sound of a large splash. Not a drop of water hit me, but as I opened my eyes, the pure surface was disturbed by turbulent waves that give only one explanation. From where I was, I could just make out the blurred image of a person beneath the water. However, I had no idea whom. A quick scan around the pool's edge brought me no explanations. What was surprising, however, was the empty beer bottle beside me. I don't remember draining it, but I have been known to do so in the past. But to be honest, the fact that there is a completely full and frosty one beside it would hold the position a little higher on the oddity-scale. I turned my gaze back to the silhouette beneath the water. It was drawing closer and closer. I stood up straight as I tried to see, but the ripples from the surface distorted any image I could gather. I ran my fingers through my partially wet hair as I tried to focus. I kept my vision fixed on this being as it came closer still. It was this distraction that aided in my sudden surprise. A pair of hands suddenly grasped my ankles and pulled me down with surprising force. I immediately slipped beneath the water barely drawing a breath in time. Under the turbulent surface, the world became clear. I looked to my side to see my sweet Lilly beside me floating like an angel. In front of me was her radiant friend, Celeste, coming closer and closer still. Both girls were wearing sheer bikini bottoms. Lilly in black, Celeste in yellow. As for their tops, well, they must have left them in Lilly's room. There was nothing to cover the flesh as they swam topless before me. Oh Lilly... What have you done? I couldn't seem to draw myself back up to the surface as I noted Celeste drawing closer still. Her short dark hair swayed this way and that as she continued on her path. She swam right up into my immediate presence and looked me deep in my eyes as she arched her back and surfaced. Her delicate breasts glided past my face just inches away. Her dark, tiny nipples more rigid than a pencil. Downfall 'Oh Daddy,' She whimpered. I looked down over the sobbing girl in my lap the best I could. My cock was growing erect as if it knew my baby's young ass was nestled close at hand. I couldn't help but savor to feeling of her sitting on me there. I was suddenly aware of every part of her pressing against me. Her young breasts against my chest. Her youthful ass filling my lap. Of all the inappropriate times to think of this inappropriate combination, this takes the cake in my book. 'Thank you for understanding, Dad," she whispered sadly. She slowly started to settle a little as I held her close. Our breathing had become in unison. Our bodies rose and fell together. I could almost feel her resting her body completely into mine. Melting together. Whatever I did to word it never made a difference. The long road of today's torture has finally made me pay the price. I feared my state of erection was about to exchange introductions with my daughter. Much to my surprise, it happened sooner than I expected. Without warning, Lilly shifted her weight and slid down my body ever so slightly. In the act of doing so, she rested herself firmly onto my raging hardon. There was no way of hiding it now. I could feel the blood rush to my face as I basked in the sensation of her weight on me. My pulse raced through my body and pounded my timing through the rigid veins of my cock. I felt my inner struggle with my urges failing fast. Walls were crumbling. I ever so gently flexed my cock against my daughter's clad pussy. Her breath caught with a moment of startled expression at the forbidden gesture. Then... she pushed back. My little girl pushed her hips down on me, gently rubbing her cunt against my swollen prick. This signal was immediately returned from my loins as I pressed against her again. A low moan escaped her lips into my ear as she squeezed me tightly and pushed back. There we continued, father and daughter rubbing ourselves against each other. My little girl grinding her hips onto my taboo erection. Our breathing intensified as we picked up the pace throwing every notion of inadvertent contact out the window. My left hand slid down her back and rested on her hip as I aided her thrusts. I could feel my precum coating my boxers. I've needed this ever since I got home and heard this dirty girl with her friend. I continued go dry hump her as our moaning grew deeper and deeper. 'Oh daddy,' Lilly breathed hard into my ear. I felt her lips part and her teeth gently nip at my neck. Our bodies rocked together creating a rhythm of our lust. I stared to slide my right hand down her side. 'Don't stop, Daddy. I need this. Oh God I need this," she whimpered. My hand reached the bottom of her shirt. Ever so slowly, I slipped my hand under the cloth and made contact with her skin. We both released a shudder of pleasure from this touch. I started to bring my hand upwards with the cloth dragging behind. Looking down, I could see Lilly's pink panties completely soaked. The fabric was working itself into her barely exposing the sides of her soft young mound. She was riding the bulge in my pants for all she was worth. Today's corrupt yearning tore at us like a twisted virus. God how I needed this! This release. Lilly's desire only fueled my own which played back onto hers. Our taboo cycle condemning us to our forbidden acts. Lilly's wetness saturated the crotch of my pants. My cock already coated in precum mixed with her juices. It felt so unbelievably good. I pulled her against me again. My hand against her flesh was just below her breast. I could feel the lump of her tit gently rise from her chest. This was wrong on so many levels! What was I doing?!? Reality snapped into me as I pushed her off of me. If she were pure fire, it wouldn't have been any faster. I jumped up, horrified at myself. What have I become? I racked my fingers through my hair soaked in sweat. My heart beating so hard it could hammer coal into a diamond. I couldn't catch my breath. Lilly was just as confused. Her eyes had gone wide with embarrassment and shock. "God Lilly... I'm... I'm so sorry," I stammered. "I never should have.... Baby, I'm....." A thousand thoughts ran through my head and not a single one seemed to fit. Parenting courses never included training about how to handle anything remotely like this! Lilly looked at me. Her eyes were filling with tears yet again. "Daddy... Please.... I know I shouldn't ask this of you... But I need you right now. I know you want me too." Her lips quivered. I don't think I've ever wanted anyone more than her at that moment. I wanted her, but I knew it was wrong. I knew I shouldn't. I looked at my sweet little girl. Her shiny green eyes sparkled up at me. They slowly traced down my body until she was staring blatantly at my still hard crotch. Her panting increased once more. I stood in front of her as she sat up straight, staring at the frail shielding in front of my disobedient erection. Her nipples so very hard. Like tiny little pebbles atop her firm tits. Her shirt bunched up at her waist exposing her pink panties still. Her hips were rocking back and forth as she held her gaze. Her legs flexing in and out as she grasped her knees in each hand. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. My eyes suddenly found a glimmer of light just across the room. Something shimmering that wasn't there before. As I turned my gaze, a wave of lust washed over me upon realization. There on the end table were two small metallic balls. Her Ben Wa balls. Just the thought that I beheld something that had been inside my daughter burned the unholy fire in me I had known so very well. My eyes were now glued to my daughter staring at me. My little fallen angel. I couldn't have stopped my hand if I wanted to. It was moving on its own accord. I watched her as I felt the buttons on my shirt pop off one-by-one. My naked chest greeted my child as I tossed the piece of clothing aside. She was transfixed on the sight before her. Her lips quivered as she rocked harder. My hands went lower. I placed them on the top of my pants. My breathing had now matched that of sweet Lilly's. I could smell her desire in the air, thick with the scent of want. I gripped my belt firmly. Pulled up on the clasp as if to release the trigger. It popped out of its hole and was freed. I pulled it out and threw it to the ground. Lilly jumped as the metal buckle crashed loudly onto the floor. She waited for me to continue. Her eyes looked up to me pleading. Begging. I shook my head and stared at her. She got the hint. My little Lilly's hands slid ever so slowly up her legs. She grasped the edges of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She shook her hair back into place. I looked at my child and took her in as a woman for the first time. Her soft and delicate breasts were topped perfectly with such adoring little nipples. Like a cherry atop a luscious dessert. Her skin kept the slightest glint of sweat. Her blood was as heated as mine. She looked back at me with the same need as I had for her. "Show me, Daddy..." she moaned. Her own hands resting over her crotch. She ever-so-gently rubbed her mound through the thin, wet fabric. The button on my fly flew off as I tore open my pants. The zipper fell. With my waist now loosened, I placed my thumbs in the waist of my pants and pushed them down. My cock bounced free as they fell. I stood up straight in front of her. The very same fire pumping through my veins I could feel blazing in my eyes. Lilly's sweet stare was glued to my cock which pointed straight at her. Her mouth hung agape and the corners turned up in the slightest of smiles. I could have sworn I saw her little tongue creep out and lick across the bottom of her upper lip. Her eyes traveled the full measurement of my appendage. From the base to the little dap of precum oozing out the mushroom head. "Your turn, Lilly," the words just poured out of my mouth. I had lost the ability to think and was running on auto-pilot. Sweet Lilly immediately complied as she brought her legs together and peeled off her soaked panties. She tossed them to the floor beside me and spread her legs with both arms. She opened herself like a flower in bloom to her father. Completely on display with her back straight and chest out proudly. I could tell she wanted nothing more than a stiff cock deep in her. Or at the very least to be able to finger herself into pure, majestic oblivion. My little Lilly. I looked onto her treasures for the first time. Oh how my child had grown! My eyes devoured the sights I should never see but Oh Sweet Glory what a magnificent sight it was! She kept herself trimmed very well. Her pelvis held a tuft of hair kept neatly in a tiny triangle. The simple kind that invite the eyes to move downward. Down to the sweet slit many men dream of. As I looked, Lilly spread her legs further; feeding my hungry eyes. She licked her fingers and brought them down to herself. She convulsed upon contact expelling a surprised moan in the air. Gently she rubbed her glistening fingers on her delicate slit. "Show me..." escaped my lips. My sweet Lilly opened her eyes. She looked on me with that hunger again. Using her hand, she spread her lips exposing the pink interior of her pussy. The walls glistened with her natural lubricant. Her scent filled the air. It was intoxicating. My own hand began to stroke myself as I had many a time today. Only this time I knew I would finish what I started. "Is this what you wanted, Daddy?" Lilly taunted. She licked her soft lips as she slowly pushed a finger into her wetness. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, you like that Daddy? You like to watch your little girl finger herself?" "Oh fuck yes!" I groaned completely absorbed in the sensations that enveloped me. My hand was pumping along my shaft. God I was horny. I needed release. I was like a madman before my masturbating daughter as I pleasured myself. "That's it, Daddy. Stroke that cock. Oh God that's beautiful." She moaned as her own rhythm increased. She was pumping her hand in-and-out. The soft noise of how wet she was only fueled my desire. I knew I wouldn't last much longer but I wanted this to last. Her orgasm started as she took two fingers and pushed them deep inside her canal. Her free hand grabbed her breast and squeezed hard on her nipples. "UUUGGHHH!" she cried. It was tough to tell if she were torturing herself or being wracked with pleasure. She fucked herself so very hard. "Oh Lilly. That's it baby," I cried as I watched her. I was only moments away as was she.... "Oh Daddy. OH DADDY "Are you going to cum, baby?" I kept pumping furiously. "Oh God YESSSSS! I'm... I'm gonna' cum Daddy! I'm gonna' cum...." She whimpered between breaths. Her own hand a blur between her legs. "Cum for Daddy, Lilly. Cum," I told her. I was within microseconds. "OH DADDY!" she tensed as if on demand. Her back arched as she thrust her breasts out. "I'm CUMMING" she screamed. Her body shook, convulsing as if she were a living earthquake. Her mouth froze open as she groaned in sheer pleasure. The sight was more than I could handle. "Oh Baby!" I cried as I felt it approach. "Daddy's cumming too!" I cried as I slammed my fist down my shaft. The boiling hot semen shot out from my cock with more force than I've ever known. Sweet Lilly's cheek caught the first blast as my white seed splashed against it. My dear sweet child opened her eyes suddenly. She jumped foreword and shoved as much of my member into her mouth before the next wave burst out. "No Lilly!" I cried as I grabbed her by the hair. But much to my surprise I pulled her against me, fucking the sweet mouth of my daughter. Too many sensations flooded my body as I kept shooting my daughter's mouth full of cum. She sucked hard, swallowing every drop. My vision blurred. My body shook. I was in the Heaven of Hell. I couldn't let go of Lilly's head as we both kept her there, sucking my essence out of me. Pumping back-and-forth along me. Her luscious lips wrapped around my pole. Her right hand still stroking her clit. I couldn't believe what had happened. I looked down to my daughter. The sight was breathtaking in the worst way. Lilly opened her sparkling green eyes and looked up to me. She moved her head down one last time engulfing my rod. The head of my cock squeezed down her as she deep throated me. I couldn't control my moan of bliss. Not even Helen could do that. Oh my sweet, corrupt child. I stood spellbound as her mouth began its retreat. More and more of my cock passed out of her. Before I left, she held the crown in a moment longer. Then a soft bite and a wicked smile. My semi-rigid member glistened with my daughter's saliva as its powerful presence began to diminish. Lilly slowly began to rise from the couch. She locked her eyes to mine as she did so. Closer she came until she was pressing her naked body up against my own. Her firm breasts pressing into my chest. My hand falling to the small of her back. My other fell lower, resting on her round buttocks. I squeezed unintentionally to Lilly's delight. My flaccid cock now pressing against the trimmed hairs of her southern mound. Both still wet and slick. If I got hard again, it would slide right in. "Thank you, Daddy," Lilly purred into my neck. "But we're not through yet. I know you better now than you know me." Her sultry words danced in my ear as my brain tried to process her words. My imagination ran wild again. It completely blinded me to her pushing those two fingers back into her wet pot then bringing them up to me. My mouth opened as she slid those two dripping fingers into my mouth. She pressed them against my tongue as my lips closed around her. My daughter's flavor filled my mouth. The sweet nectar from between her legs left me intoxicated. I knew this was ever-so-wrong, but that just intensified the pleasure. I knew where this was about to head, and even if we both wanted it... I wasn't ready. I ran my fingers through sweet Lilly's hair. She smiled up to me as she squeezed me tight. She smiled up to the man who was her father. She smiled at the man who was given a tremendous responsibility and threw it out the window. Now that my senses were once again returning, I couldn't hide my concern. "... Lilly," I breathed barely audible. "It's okay Dad. No one has to know," she reassured. That wasn't even what I was thinking. "No Lilly," I began as I broke out embrace. "Baby... We shouldn't have done that." "You didn't enjoy it?" She asked pouting her lips. "You know the answer to that but that's not what I'm talking about... What we just did was beyond wrong." I couldn't believe I was talking to my daughter while we were both completely naked. Lilly crossed both of her arms as she looked down. Her legs were jittery. "I know it was wrong," she said at last. She fixed her eyes to the floor. "I know it was.... But I'm... I just needed it, okay? I'm sorry but you could have stopped anytime too, you know." Her accusation swam in my head. "I know, Lilly.... I know." What a great role model I am. "I kinda needed it too..." My sweet Lilly. So young, so gentle, and so very far from innocent. I stepped closer to her. With a hand below the chin, I tilted her head up to look at me. "Lilly, all things aside, I want you to know I am still very, very proud of you. Any smart man would be truly lucky to be where I am right now." My Sweet and caring angel looked at me with those loving eyes of hers. "Thanks, Dad." My little girl embraced me again. We hugged each other tight. Closer than ever in many ways. My little angel and her troubled father. What an interesting pair we had become. Probably a therapist's dream. Moments later, our hold passed. Lilly looked up at me. "So what now?" Damn fine question. "I don't really know. I think we are going to have to take small steps but things will eventually work themselves out." I glanced to the clock. Not an ounce of surprise hit me to find it was nearly 4:00 am. My body had begun to finally feel the weight of the day. "Let's just call it a night, okay Honey? I think we both need some sleep by now. And any questions you have, we can sit down and talk about them tomorrow. Sound good?" I asked. Lilly's tired eyes looked to me as she smiled. With an arm wrapped around her, we both walked out of the Living room to the stairs. I squeezed her goodnight at the entrance to her room as she leaned up and kissed me on my cheek. She walked in and shut the door without a sound. There I stood on the other side once more. This time, I was just fine with that. Moments later, I had cleared up our mess downstairs and found it time to head off to bed myself. As I lay there, sunken into the soft mattress of my bed; my mind was yet to let me sleep. I kept reflecting upon Lilly and our encounter. I was just as much afraid as I was aroused. My simple life has just become much more dangerous. I wasn't able to rest that night until I had taken care of my arousal once more. In the comfort of my lonely room, I stroked myself to another blissful orgasm thinking only about Lilly. My most taboo of fantasies. Just a few feet down the hall, sweet Lilly was doing the very same thing... ***** I awoke the next morning in a dreary state, yet covered in sweat. Not the best way to begin a weekend if you ask me. Images from last night kept cycling through my head. My dreams had been filled with Lilly and my perversions. This was the first time I ever awoke and thought I needed a nice, cold beer. I took my time as I cleaned myself up. Showered, shaved, the works. Before I dressed, I stopped in front of the mirror. It was tough, but I took a good look at myself. A nice hard look at the man that I had become. Such an odd place to find one's self. Shaking my head, I left my reflection behind. I threw on some jeans and a shirt and trotted out. As I came down the stairs, I heard the voice of sweet Lilly in the living room as she watched some ridiculous cartoon on the TV. Thinking she was on the phone, I kept with my course and went to the kitchen. 'It would be rude of me to eavesdrop on her conversation' I thought to myself. I couldn't help but chuckle when I realized that didn't stop me yesterday. God I'm such an ass. I opened the fridge and made myself some breakfast. Best way to start a day, right? After all was said and done, I sat down at the kitchen table. I could still hear my sweet little girl. I ate in silence. It wasn't long until I heard her voice approach. "...I know... Look it's not as weird as you may think, Celeste... Hey even YOU said you would if you got the... Yes you did... Oh you soooo did.... You do too remember...." Girls and their phones "...We were at Laura's house playing truth or dare... Yes we were! Anyways, you said you would do my dad and we all just about died! ... Yes you did you little slut!" I just about choked on my toast hearing this just as Lilly walked into the kitchen. She abruptly came to a halt upon seeing me. "OH!... uhhh, I gotta' go Celeste... I'll call you later, okay? Bye," she concluded as she closed her flip-phone. "Hey Dad! I didn't hear you come downstairs." She said with a worried grin. "Apparently not," I looked at her phone. "How is Celeste?" "Oh Her? She's fine I guess. Called to ask how everything went last night... I mean with Allen! Not with us. I didn't tell her about us..." She looked away. I wasn't buying it. "You didn't?" I asked with my fatherly gaze upon her. She looked uncomfortable. "....I... I didn't tell her everything. Honest!" Oh shit. "I only told her that we talked and stuff. That's it I swear!" I've never seen her eyes show more sincerity. This I would buy.