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From Innocence to Lust

By: mtnman2003



I love my kids. I love the family activities. I have been overly involved with them since the day they were born. A normal, highly educated, man. I watched them grow. I gave of myself, lived for each moment of their lives through elementary school, the trials and tribulations of middle school, and the hell of high school. It ran from hard times with the friends, harder time fitting in, and the good times of the popular group at school. It ran the full range of emotions. It seemed harder on the younger daughter, Stacey. She always had to follow in the footsteps of her older brother Jason. Living up to his successes was her curse. A star athlete, class president, student body president, valedictorian, scholarships to college for academics and athletics made her life seem harder in her eyes.

Fortunately out of necessity, she excelled as well. But it went with some constant griping. I watched her grow, really innocently over the years. From an extra tall gangly girl to an overnight fully blossomed young lady. It snuck up on me as I think back. The first time I really noticed the change was when Kara, her best friend since grade school, spent the night after Stacey's 18th birthday party. They were in the rec room, listening to music and playing pool when I stopped by to tell them good night. Not hearing me enter the room, I stopped, waiting for Kara to take her shot. All of a sudden, I noticed how tight her jeans were, how good her hard, well rounded ass looked as she bent over to make a shot on the pool table. My breath escaped my body at that moment. I inhaled hard, eyes locked on her ass. I immediately stripped her of her clothes, finding a soft skinned, firm ass framing a glistening slit. I even groaned softly as that thought raced through my mind.

"Hey Baby," I said just after Kara took her shot. 

"Hey yourself Daddy," Stacey replied. Running over to me, she threw her arms around my neck, pulling me tight against her. "Thanks for my party," she continued. "It was such fun!" she finished. A quick smooch on the lips, she turned and bounded away. Kara stood watching us, her hands stroking up and down the pool cue. Not a deviant thought passed through her head. Mine on the other hand was full of sexual thoughts. I needed to extricate myself from the room quickly. 

"Good night girls," I started.

"Want to shoot pool with us," interrupted Kara? I hesitated, a chance to observe her again. Thinking with my little brain, I nodded affirmative. I walked around to table to get my pool cue. "We will finish this game quick Mr. D.," she quipped, moving to align her next shot. I watched as she bent at the waist, pulling the stick back slowly, lining her shot, and smoothly stroking the cue ball. I noticed her broad shoulders, her tight t-shirt that hugged her ample breasts, her bare midriff, and glanced to her low cut jeans, just barely above her pubic hair I assumed. Damn she looked good in a purely sexual, lustful way. I grinned to myself, my thoughts surprising me. 

"Daddy," Stacey was saying. "Hello," she continued. 

"Oh, sorry Baby," I said. "I was thinking about work stuff," I answered. Being self employed, my family had heard this excuse on many occasions when I was off somewhere in my head. So the moment passed without any guilt.

"Boy, what a surprise," she laughed. She walked briskly to align her shot as well. This time, I watched her closely, observing with the same degree of sexual tension I had with Kara. I'll be damned I thought to myself. My daughter, my baby girl has a terrific ass. Lights flashed in my brain. Holy shit came to mind! What the fuck are you thinking? I shook my head in disbelief. Gotta be cobwebs of some kind, or a short circuit. Where did that thought come from? My mind raced off again. But I continued to observe my daughter. Slightly taller than Kara, Stacey looked to be all legs. Her jeans form fitted her shapely ass, snuggly wrapped her precious globes. I wondered about her protruding slit. I wondered if, bent at the waist, would her ass frame her wet slit, inviting a touch, begging for a tongue to lick softly between her cheeks, stretching to touch her slit, penetrate her lips. Horrified, my mind went blank.

"Just thought of something I need to do," I stammered, put my cue on the rack, and headed out of the room. "Love you sweetie! Good night girls," I said and escaped the room. I bounded up two flights of stairs quickly. Miriam, my wife, was just crawling under the covers. I quickly stripped off my clothes, and slid into bed. I reached to touch my wife, my fingers softly twisting her nipple. My cock grew quickly, growing very rigid as my mind substituted my daughter. I attacked my wife with a renewed vigor. 

After an hour of love making, curled in my arms, she asked the most important question of the evening. "Where did that come from Honey," she breathed softly. I had no answer that I could provide. I could not tell her I had just fucked our daughter's brains out. I just moaned softly, caressing her back.

I did not realize that my life would become a living hell for the next several weeks. I became obsessed with Stacey. I watched her, fantasized about her, even hoping she would wear her short t-shirt night gowns around the house, just panties underneath. And she did. Nothing changed in our routines but my dirty thoughts. I watched her hard nipples swim around the front of her t-shirt. I glanced at her legs, hoped, actually prayed she would bend at the waist to give me a look at her panty clad ass. I was constantly adjusting my cock. It had not had so much life in ages. I fucked Miriam 3-times the first week after observing Stacey. This surprised her to no end, wondering if I had gotten into some type of erection pills. I laughed it off. But I continued to watch Stacey.

I was becoming obsessed with her. I wanted to see her naked body. I wanted to feel her caresses. No, I wanted to fuck her. That was the bottom line. I wanted to sink my big cock into her tight little cunt. I wanted to taste her sweet juices. I wanted to make her scream, cum on my tongue. I wanted to make her cum on my cock. Jesus, my existence now was consumed with my daughter. The Christmas holidays quickly approached. I would have time around home over the holidays. Miriam worked outside the home, so I could get private time. Maybe even get the chance to sneak looks at Stacey in the shower. I was trying to think of anything I could do to see her naked.

I was more attentive than ever to her. I hugged her more often, pulling her close. I massaged her back while sitting on the couch. I caressed her thigh softly, playfully. Once, I was even brave enough to approach her from behind as she bent over the counter in the kitchen, putting my hands on her hips, stepping close behind her. She did not even move as I stepped firmly against her, my crotch pressing tight against her ass as I reached to get a coffee cup. My knees felt weak. My cock chubbed instantly. I ran, literally ran upstairs and jacked off, hammering my rigid cock into submission. My cock had smelled her pussy. Fuck I was horny. I had to have her. Somehow. But how?

I created many, many scenarios in my head. I would catch her masturbating, calling out Daddy. I would find her, playing with a toy stuffed in her cunt, but wanted mine when I opened my pants to show her my big, big cock. I was constantly rigid, my cock requiring daily release. I sat at my computer, looking at pictures, pretending they were my baby. Her cunt open, wet for me. I filled many a wad of toilet paper receptacles. I was in lust with my daughter. And then it dawned on me. I would have her. But I needed to get the upper hand, to know when, how, what she liked. And technology would assist me.

We had the latest computer systems, all the high tech hardware, why not use it. I had security systems tied for the perimeter. Why not her bedroom. My cock grew rigid just thinking about it. I could watch her get ready for bed, change clothes, exit the shower, or anything I wanted. But I would have to be very, very careful. I again hammered my rigid cock, beating it to submission, flooding my hand with cum. God just the thought of my baby girl made me horny. I cleaned my cock up, and got on the computer, searching for wireless web cams. Found them. It did not take me long to order and have several high end, tiny, concealable video/audio units delivered. And not too soon. In two days, Stacey is to be home for the Christmas break from school. So I have to get the cameras up and running today.

Success! But it took hours longer than I anticipated. And to think if I were a computer geek, I could have done it in half the time. As long as it works! I bought the top of the line camera with extensive detail, showing a close up of her bed. Shit, I'm fucking hard again, just thinking about my chance to see Stacey in her room tonight. Would I be disappointed? I could not wait, wanting her home, in her room, and naked. My mind screamed naked over and over in my head. I feel like such a pervert. A fucking hard cocked pervert. I beat my meat again. My cock dripped pre cum all over my hand. But I could not cum this time. Later I thought to myself.

Stacey got home from school, Miriam was not home yet, so I planted myself in my office, pulled up my new video software, and watched, lost in my thoughts. Stacey disappeared into her bathroom, seemed like forever. Once out, she kicked off her shoes, jumped on the bed, and started reading. Boring! Sliding down on the bed, she stretched hard, curled up slightly, and drifted off to sleep. My heart expanded, I loved her so much! Back to work. Dinner, the evening passed quickly. It got late, Miriam kissed me good night, and trundled off to bed. "I'll be up shortly," I offered. I knew it depended on Stacey. She was already in her room.

Flicking the computer to the secret web site, I found Stacey already in her night shirt, laying on the bed, reading again. Her legs extended far below the bottom of the shirt, but it was long enough to cover her panty clad pussy. She reached to scratch her thigh, pulling the night shirt up slightly. I could just see the edge of her panties. She read forever, finally putting the book down. Stretching, she slid her hand up her side, over her right tit, arching her back hard. Moving quickly, she stood, pulled back the covers, and crawled into bed. Her room went black in the darkness. I just knew she must be touching her clit, giving herself great pleasure. I was hard just thinking about her fingers flicking back and forth over her clit. Was she wet? What was she thinking about? Some guy? A big cock? Was she masturbating? I watched the blackness for several minutes. Damn I thought. I turned off the computer and headed to bed. As I passed her closed door, I am sure I heard her calling my name. I stopped, leaned toward her door. Every sense focused on her, listening for some sounds. Was she masturbating? Would she moan? Nothing! I headed down the hallway to my room. 

Miriam was almost asleep when I pressed my rigid cock into her backside. "What has gotten into you? she asked. "Not tonight, I'm sleepy," she said pulling the covers up around her neck. "Do it yourself if you need it that bad bub," she half laughed.

"Do it yourself," I mimicked. "Damn," I muttered under my breath. I turned to my side, stroking my rigid cock. "Stacey," I muttered to myself as I drifted off to sleep. I woke with a raging hardon, having dreamed Stacey was licking the head of my cock. I reached to grab her head, pulling her down hard on me. 

"Stop," interrupted Miriam. Grasping my cock, she sucked it into her mouth, swallowing several inches. She moaned deeply. My hips thrust upwards, driving more into her mouth. Miriam bit me urgently, driving more cock into her mouth. Without hesitating, she crawled up me body, lifted her leg, and dropped over me, driving my rigid cock into her wet, hungry cunt. She rode me hard, humping my cock deep, grinding her pussy on me. I grabbed her hanging tits, rolling the nipple hard, twisting her flesh firmly. She moaned deeply. Total darkness surrounded us. She fucked me good. Her fingers traced over her clit, driving her body to a quick orgasm. Leaning forward, she forced her hips back and forth, grinding each inch of cock in and out of her cunt. My balls churned. I needed to cum. My breathing quickened, my balls filling with seed. Thrusting upwards, I lifted her petite body up, my balls erupting deep, spitting my cum deep in her body. Spurt after spurt erupted, spitting forth, filling her. She growled with each flex of my cock. Once finished, she leaned forward, impaled on my cock, lay flat on my chest. "That help baby," she asked. I groaned appreciatively.

Glancing at the clock, it was time for us to be up. Rolling, I slid Miriam off me, jumped up and headed for the bathroom. Taking a quick piss, I jumped in the shower, letting the hot water cascade over my back. Within minutes, I was refreshed and clean. I shaved, dressed and headed down stairs. Miriam headed back upstairs to get her shower. 

"Remember to make sure Stacey is up," she instructed.

"Ok babe," I replied, grabbing my coffee and heading toward my office. I opened the web site, still shrouded in darkness. I went to wake Stacey. Sneaking into her room, I passed the bathroom pulling the door almost shut, turned on the light so her room glowed in an indirect, soft light. I sat on the edge of her bed, reached to her back and began a soft, slow massage to wake her gently. As always, I massaged the covers as well, depending on how cold the room was. During the summer months, I massaged through her night shirt. I longed for hot weather! I have been doing this for years, so no different than normal. I wondered how soft her skin would be under my fingers. But my surprise was coming.

"Daddy," grunted Stacey, grabbing my hand. She rolled to me, looking at me in the soft light. "Ahem," she said grinning like a canary that got the bird. I must have looked confused. "That's not the side you massage," she laughed. Rolling to her stomach, she presented her back to me. "Now run my back silly old man," she laughed. It dawned on me, I had started rubbing her tits through the blanket and had done enough to wake her. Done without my knowledge yet or intent.

"Sorry sweetie," I said. "I didn't realize I was on the wrong side," I said. "Ah, that doesn't sound good does it," I laughed heartily. "I should be able to tell the difference in your boob side and back," I laughed harder. It got her funny bone as well. She turned to give me a glare, pulling her hand back to whack my arm. By now, I was rolling back on her bed I was laughing so hard. She sat up, and started tickling me.

"Not funny Daddy," she laughed. "I have nice boobs," she emphasized, pulling her night shirt down, forming the material around each little globe. She glanced down at her chest, staring first at one boob then the other. She lifted her eyes to me. I was looking at her boobs as well.

"Yes baby, you have nice boobs," I said, trying to keep a straight face. I rose quickly, breaking for the door as she swatted my backside. "Get in the shower Nice Boobs," I called her.

I headed back to my office. This banter was not unaccustomed for our family. We often teased about physical attributes, and were definitely not prudes. I hoped she was comfortable. Just as I sat down at my computer, Stacey flipped the covers off her body, pulled her knees up slightly as she did a big yawn and stretch. Pulling her knees up toward her chest, I got a good glimpse of her upper backside thighs and lots of flesh. Too quick for a cunt shot. I wanted to see her puffy lips trapped in her panties. She rolled quickly over to the edge of the bed. Standing, she reached to the crotch of her panties, pulling the material down and adjusting her private parts. I could not see but she arched her back slightly as she did something in the front of her body. Turning, she crossed the room toward her bathroom. And out of my picture range. I flipped to the second camera, above the shower. I knew I would see her body now. The angle sucked, but I would be able to get my first look at her toned, lithe body. I could hardly breathe.

Her arm entered the picture range, reaching to the knobs, turning on the water, adjusting the temperature. Satisfied, she moved into the shower. She faced the shower. My camera angle showed her backside. As she bent to get her head wet, water rolled down her back. I looked at her skin, watched the water run over her shoulders, down her back and over the most beautiful ass I had ever seen. Glorious in its shape, she looked supple, soft. I was lost in my thoughts when she lifted her hair with both hands, and spun around in the shower stall. Elbows high, she lifted her perky tits upwards, nipples rising directly at the camera lens. Large, dark areolas topped her tit flesh. Her tits were perfectly shaped, nipples pointing upwards. Her body was toned, firm for my viewing. Leaning side to side, she let the water roll over her body. Within seconds, she had shampoo in her hair, massaging her scalp and cleaning her hair. Fully lathered, her hands roamed down her body, over her tits, moving to her mound. She used the lather to wash her pubic hair as well. Her hands washed over her mound, her fingers reaching between her legs, soaping the hair lower in her crotch. Her patch of pubic hair looked shaped from my angle.

I caught my breath. She had deliberately snaked a finger between her lips, mashing the flesh back and forth quickly. Her finger bent, the tip raking over her clit. I swear I could see the head protruding below her lips. I was making more up that I actually saw. Her hips rotated, swaying as she played quickly. Her other hand rubbed over her tit flesh, her fingers pulling the flesh, lifting the nipple up, rolling it firmly between her thumb and finger. Dipping her head, her tongue extended, trying to lick the little nub. So firm, so small, her little tits did not allow her tongue to touch the nipple. My tongue got stiff. God I would do it for her I thought. She turned back to the water, her face absorbing the flow of water. Her feet spread slightly, she bent at the waist, leaning against the shower wall. I could not see anything but the water cascading over her body. Her shoulder dipped, rolled, dipped and more. I believed she was masturbating in the shower. God I hoped so! Her hips rocked softly, back and forth. I could see her hips flex, pushing her hips to the front, and relaxing, pulling her hips back. She had to be flicking her clit. 

My hand jumped to my crotch, stroking my stiff cock through my sweats. I watched intently. She reached for the soap, turned around again, showing me her front side. She soaped her whole body, running her hands up and down her body. Her little nipples were hard from the cool air over wet tit flesh. Her fingertip flicked the nipple back and forth. Grabbing the nipple, she pulled the flesh upwards, mashing the tit with the palm of her hand. Rinsing, she stepped from my view.

Several minutes passed. Nothing, not even a view of her leaving the bathroom. I switched to the other camera, focused on her bed. I saw her toss clothes on the bed. Next, she jumped on the bed in a sitting position near the pillow, wrapped only in her towel. Glancing toward the door, she listened. She unwrapped the towel from her body. I had an unobstructed of her body, her naked glorious body. She still had visible tan lines, showing the skimpy nature of her tanning clothes. Bending at the knee, pulling her legs up, she opened her legs wide. Her pussy was right there for my view.

"Jason," yelled Miriam. "Where are you," she called again. "Come on now, where's my breakfast?" she asked. "Did you wake Stacey?" she hollered down the stairs. Stacey looked at the door, rolled to the side, wrapped the towel over her tits, and disappeared from my view.


From Innocence to Lust Ch. 02



Author's Note: For the first time, I recommend the reader take time to read From Innocence to Lust, my opening chapter. This lead-in will provide the reader with all that has occurred, and provide a basis for this continued story. Feedback, PC's, emails appreciated.

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I slowly, deliberately headed to bed. Stacey filled my thoughts. I now lusted for her. My mind raced, thoughts of how, or when I would have her occupied all my available ram. I quickly crawled into bed. I was exhausted.

Morning arrived way too quickly. I felt like I had not slept a wink. Stacey raced around my dreams, tantalizing me, teasing, me, yielding to me. I woke at 1:14 a.m. pumping my rigid cock into the mattress, sliding up, grinding down, but I was fucking Stacey in my mind. I cursed out loud, praying that I did not cum in my briefs. My cock quickly deflated, only precum had leaked. I was restless. I needed release.

I knew Stacey was sleeping just down the hall. Maybe I could sneak into her room. I would find her resting comfortably, her covers thrown back, naked, her golden body lighted by a loan bathroom night light. I would marvel at her form, long, willowy, taunt, her firm abdomen, her hip bones rising up slightly from her mound. I would lean to smell her, knowing she had masturbated earlier, wanting to taste her, to push my tongue slowly into her lips, my tongue darting against her engorged clit, circling quickly, poking, and probing gently. My fingers would softly reach to her lips, thumbs resting softly on the flesh, pressing, sliding her slit open, exposing her clit. My lips would extend to suck her clit into my mouth, not wanting to wake her, softly sucking the sensitive flesh, my tongue continuing to play, flicking her nub back and forth. I can hear her soft moans under her breath as her body arches slightly, her legs flaring slightly, opening her sex to me. Her head would roll side to side slowly, her head arch back, her tits rising up, her nipples hardening slowly. Her breathing would quicken, and with each of my nips, a small grunt, her hips jumping under my mouth, her cunt starting to flood her hole. Her wetness would taste so sweet I thought as I licked my lips slowly, deliberately. 

My hips jumped into my hand as my cock spewed forth, cumming into my hand. I jacked my cock slowly, quietly as several spurts filled my palm. My eyes closed tightly. My balls ached. I slowly slipped out of bed, headed to the bathroom to relieve myself, clean up, and get back to bed. At least I slept sound for the next several hours.

Saturday morning arrived early. I was up and in my office first thing, any opportunity I had I wanted to check in on Stacey. No wasted chances from my end. By the time she woke, I was needing to head out and get errands done, finish my Christmas shopping, and get some groceries. When I returned, Stacey had gone out to run around with Kara for the day and would be back in time for dinner. The girls got back and helped Miriam with dinner. Kara was going to spend the night.

With this news, my Mr. Cock instantly started thinking, overloading his little brain. Then, full realization sank in. Tonight, I would have the chance to watch both girls, maybe see them unclothed, and maybe get to see them shower in the morning. I love technology. I know my breathing was going to be difficult for the next several hours. 

And Kara did not help matters. She had a tight pair of jeans on, low waist, matched with a tight little shirt that did not make it to the top of her jeans, so her navel and mid section were for my viewing pleasure. She caught me staring at her mid section. Placing her hands on her hips, a slight rock of her hips, she stared into my eyes. "Hey Mr. D," she stated. 

"Hey yourself," I responded. She bounded over to me, threw her arms around my neck, and continued to give me a full body hug. She pressed her body tight against me, melding every inch of her soft, succulent body against me. Her legs pressed against my thighs, my crotch up against her navel and mid section. My cock hard, left no doubt that I enjoyed the hug. She pulled her body up me with the strength of her arms, sliding up my torso as I stood tall. With her feet off the floor, her crotch now pressed directly against my growing cock, firmly pressing into her body. My hands slipped to her hips, and without warning, my hands slid to the cusp of her backside, my fingers kneading her globes, pulling her firmly against me. I groaned softly, yet audibly into her neck. She groaned back. "Merry Christmas sweetie," I whispered.

"God yes, Merry Christmas," she whispered into my ear. I held her off the floor, against me for seconds longer. Leaning, I let her feet hit the floor, pushing her back firmly. Looking down, I focused on her tits. She arched her body, lifting them up toward my mouth. My mouth opened, my tongue darted to my lips. She held my arms, her hands resting on my biceps. "Glad to see me Mr. D?" she asked dryly, with all the connotations intended.

I stared at her. I glanced to Stacey. She was oblivious to what had just happened, focused on what the fuck I did not even care. I glanced back to Kara. "Yes Kara, very glad to see you!" I whispered huskily. "Very glad," I winked. Kara looked up and down my body. My cock had tented my pants noticeably. Turning, I reached to adjust my cock, sliding it down my leg. Kara watched carefully. I stepped away, moving into the room. "Hey baby," I continued, addressing Stacey. I moved to her, kissing her on the cheek. "I am off to get some work done," I said as I headed out of the room toward my office.

I put the web page in the background of my desktop, checking in every once in awhile to peek into Stacey's room. Nothing! About 10 p.m., the girls stopped by my office, wanting to jabber about everything. I leaned back in my chair, propped my feet up, and listened to them and their questions for 20-minutes. Kara was just nasty. She came over to the desk, slipped between my chair and my desk, sliding up on my desk. She spread her legs wide, placing her feet on the arm of my chair, lifting her legs high, spread wide. I turned, glancing down her inner thighs. As I glanced to her crotch, her fingers slid down over her mound, onto her tight jeans, slipping quickly down and back off. I looked up to her face, her grin was wide, her tongue was extended, licking her lips slowly, seductively. With Stacey in my side office chair, head back, eyes closed, listening to my music, she was not aware again of the game Kara was playing. Kara glanced at Stacey, then opened her palm to me as it slid down her crotch, beckoning me to move forward, to take her, to taste her. She had a very evil grin on her face. "Yes," she whispered as I glanced back down, and moved forward. I leaned to place my mouth on her jeans, directly over her mound. I blew warm air into her jeans. 

I pulled back rigid. What the fuck was I doing? I instantly died. I was totally flustered! My mind flashed warning signals! My breathing grew short, my body got hot flashes. I could not believe what I had just done. In a panic, I stood abruptly, moving back from my desk. Kara sat quietly. Her finger dipped into her mouth, sucking it deep. "Oh God," I groaned softly. Her eyes twinkled. "Off to bed with you girls," I got out. "I got work to do," I finished. My mind raced! I hugged the girls, giving them each a tiny kiss. Kara's lingered longer than anticipated. Her lips were so soft. They bounded out of my office.

"Holy fuck! You stupid old bastard!" I whispered out loud to myself. My mind now covered all scenarios. What the fuck was I doing? I wanted Stacey! I wanted to fuck her! I wanted to pleasure her! But why had I responded so quickly to Kara? My cock brain controlled all thought. She wants you my little brain screamed into my head, over and over. I got hard! I stroked my cock again, pressing over my jeans to feel each stroke. I needed to get it out. Jumping online, I pulled up the window with the bed first. First thing I noticed, both girls were almost completely naked, talking casually in only the briefest of panties. I turned up the sound, wanting to hear their conversation. The girls had jumped on the bed, with Stacey sitting cross legged, facing the bottom of the bed near her pillows, talking. Kara lay across the end of the bed, on her back. Her body was lovely, her tits topped by small, light brown areolas, her nipples soft. 

Stacey sat, her elbows on her lower thighs, leaning to face Kara. Kara, with her knees drawn up, opened and closed her legs with regular movement, giving a flash of her mound, her panty covered pussy, and the soft inner section of her thighs. Stacey's tits swung free, pert globes of tit flesh, watering to the mouth. I looked down Kara's torso, so smooth, soft looking, flat abs. I wanted to lick my way down, my tongue reaching into her panties, pushing the material down to find her slit. I wanted to lick down her body, slowly penetrate her velvet sheath, and traverse to her wet hole, sticking my tongue hard into her body. I wanted her to moan with the penetration of my tongue. I strained to hear what they were discussing.

"Have you and Kenneth done anything," Kara asked. "You know, anything much?"

"We kissed a lot, and he stuck his hand in my panties, pushing his fingers in my pussy," Stacey stated. "It was kinda weird, he jammed them in and out a few times and that was it," she continued. "I rubbed his thingy fast, he started humping my hand, telling me how good it felt," she laughed. "He grunted, pulled his hands to cover his cock, and drove me home. So no, we did not do much," she finished. 

"Have you thought of anybody else," Kara asked. 

"Nope, I kinda gave up on it now. At least for awhile," Stacey said. "You?" she asked.

"Nope," she responded. "I want someone who knows what they are doing," Kara sighed. "These boys just want to cum," she said as she looked at Stacey.

Both girls laughed, some more small talk continued. I listened, losing interest. 

"Your dad is hot," Kara stated bluntly, reaching to caress her leg in my field of vision, up her shin, over her knee, up her thigh. She spread her legs wide, giving me a perfect view of her heavenly body. Her curves showed distinctly, her broad shoulders, tapering to a narrow waist. Her hips flared, giving way to supple, soft skin, packaged in the firm flesh of a strong runner. She rocked back and forth, rolling slightly from side to side. "It felt so good to hug him," she continued. "Have you ever felt like he was hard when you hugged him," she asked? "You know, down there," she finished?

"Kara, he's my dad!" Stacey responded emphatically.

"But have you," Kara questioned hesitantly. "I swear he was hard tonight when I hugged him. I could feel him when he picked me up," she continued.

"Kara, I don't even want to think about that," Stacey quipped. "Change the subject," she commanded.

"Have you ever caught him staring at you? You know what I mean, at your tits or crotch? Anything?" she asked.

"Kara!" Stacey said harshly.

"I want to have sex with him," Kara stated flatly. 

"Absolutely not," Stacey almost shouted! "He's my Dad," she stated again.

"Ok," Kara drew out. Stacey watched her closely. 

"You've got that look?" Stacey stated quickly. "I can see you thinking," she followed.

"If I don't fuck him, can I suck him off," asked Kara? "That's not sex," she said. "Maybe I can get him to eat me," she whispered huskily. "That would be ok wouldn't it," she asked pointedly. A long silence followed, the girls literally staring at each other.

"Only if you tell me about it," whispered Stacey. "Only if you tell me everything," she added. "And my mom must not find out!" she finished, staring directly into Kara's face. Sticking her hand out, her index finger extended, Kara reached to her, wrapped their index fingers together, shaking softly. "Promise," growled Stacey.

"I promise," replied Kara. "I absolutely promise to tell you everything," she grinned. Reaching out, she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around Stacey, pulling her tight, hugging her with abandon. Stacey reached around her, her arms circling her waist and back. I could not breathe. My daughter was hugging her best friend, their tits mashing together. They both laughed. "Done," emphasized the girls. They sat back to their respective positions. Kara turned, lay flat on her stomach. I got to see her beautiful ass clearly. My tongue got stiff. So did my cock. Its' brain had never been so active. And so willing to work overtime to meet my needs.

"Want to watch," Kara asked?

"No!" stated Stacey. "No!" she repeated emphatically. "I don't even want to know when you plan it," she stated. Seconds passes as she stared at Kara. "You really think you will try," she asked softly. 

"I don't know," responded Kara. "Makes me wet just thinking about him being hard with me," she volunteered. "Tonight, he kissed my pussy," she whispered, waiting to watch Stacey's reaction.

"Fuck you," Stacey blurted. "I don't believe you. "When," she asked? 

"While I sat on his desk," Kara replied. "I teased him," she laughed. "It surprised him! You should have seen the look on his face," she laughed.

"You slut," Stacey laughed, pushing Kara down on the bed. Pinning her hands down, Stacey moved to straddle Kara, holding her down hard. "You're a liar," she said.

"Am not," Kara replied, twisting her body, throwing Stacey down on the bed. They lay quietly side by side, staring at the ceiling. "He kissed my pants," Kara whispered. "That's all," she finished. "Made me real wet," she offered. Silence filled my ears. Rolling off the bed, Stacey stood, pulled back the covers, grabbed her night shirt, pulled it quickly over her head and let it fall in place, and jumped in bed. Kara followed suit, grabbing her t-shirt, threw it on, and crawled into the queen sized bed. Within seconds, Stacey reached to turn the light out.

I listened in the darkness for several minutes. Nothing could be heard. An occasional giggle, or laugh, but no words were audible. I turned off the web site.

Sitting, I went to search for a site with erotic stories. It did not take long to find a premier site, and enjoy some of the incest/taboo category stories. It seems the category is of great interest to many people. I was beginning to understand why, with a vixen for a daughter, or a stud for a son, I can imagine either parent fixating on one or the other. I wondered if Miriam ever thought of our boy that way? 

I first heard a noise down the hall, in the kitchen before I noticed a light illuminating the room. Somebody was in the refrigerator. Believing it was Miriam, I headed down the hall. Turning the corner, I stopped my tracks, not wanting to make a sound.

Before me, bent at the waist to get an apple from the lower fruit drawer was Kara. Her feet were shoulder width apart, the globes of her ass looked taunt and firm. Her thin panties were side swiped down her crack, half in and the other half covering what they could of her globes. Her ass was beautiful. I whistled under my breath, trying to breathe at the same time. "My god!" I whispered out loud. Kara half twisted without rising up from her position, glancing at me around her leg. 

"Hey Mr. D," Kara said. "I wanted an apple snack," she continued. "You want a snack," she asked, grinning big as the view, her question, and my dumbfounded look sunk in. She rocked her weight from foot to foot, her ass swaying slightly. I looked back to her ass, seeing the outline of her cunt lips pressing the satin material. I swallowed hard. I did not think! I did not hesitate! I took two large steps to Kara, stepped into her ass, grabbed her hips softly, and pulled her body back against my crotch, humping against her softly. Our bodies ground together, my cock growing hard instantly. My pants tented, pushing into her slit, wanting to penetrate her clam, slide deep between her succulent lips, inch by inch to penetrate her body. I arched my hips into her ass, firmer with each push, wiggling to get my cock between her lips. Kara groaned, as surprised as I was at my response. Kara, bent completely over, raised her torso up, grabbing the shelf of the refrigerator, and pushed back against me. She looked over her shoulder at me. I stared into her eyes. I pulled my hips back hard, and thrust forward, our bodies crashing together, my tented pants pushing hard on her slit. I thrust again. Kara groaned deeply.

I pulled back, glancing down between our bodies. I slid my hand along her cheek, wrapping around her globe, my fingers slipping between her cheeks, dipping into her crack over the panty material. I pushed my hand down, sliding quickly over her puckered hole, causing her to gasp as I pushed over her tight ring. Sliding along her slit, moving slightly side to side, I slipped my fingers between her lips, and pushed material and fingers directly into her wet hole. She grunted hard, tilting her hips to me, her back arching hard. Her mouth flew open, her tongue reached out, licking her lips.

"Oh fuck, Mr. D," she whispered. "I'm getting more than an apple," she growled. I watched her face as my fingers reached deeper between her legs to find her engorged clit. I covered it, flicking it firmly back and forth under the material. With each flick, she grunted, her breathing growing shallow. "Yes Mr. D," she grunted. She rocked her bottom with each flick of my fingers. Her panties were soaked, and getting wetter. I could smell her, her musky odor filling my nostrils. It spurred me on. My cock grew harder, swelling with her smell. Brazen, I pulled my hand back out of her crotch. I slipped my fingers under her panties, and pushed back down between her globes, sliding my fingertips into her wet hole. I dipped in, reaming her sensitive hole. Kara pushed back against me hard, driving my finger completely into her wet box. I don't know who grunted louder. Her velvet hole wrapped tightly around my finger, covering me with her juices. I rotated, jammed, and thrust my finger in and out of her quickly. Her knees buckled. Her breathing became raspy. Pulling my finger out, I slid my thumb deep, pushing my fingers along her slit. My fingertips covered her engorged clit. Raking it with my nails, Kara exploded on my fingers. Her body shook, her legs quivered as her orgasm washed over her, her body absorbing my penetrations and assault on her clit. I slowed my assault, pulling out, pushing gently into her cunt. Seconds passed as she regained her breathing. 

Her body was limp. I slowly pulled out of her cunt, pulling her panties back over her crack and hiding her wet, thrashed slit. I gave her cheek a soft swat, the sound of my hand smacking her flesh exploding, filling the kitchen. I turned quickly, retreating to my office. Several minutes passed. Kara appeared at my door, her face still flushed. In one hand, a half eaten apple, with the other, she lightly caressed her left breast, pulling on the nipple through the material of her t-shirt. She crossed my office floor, kneeling at my feet. She sat the apple on my desk, her hands sliding up my thighs, moving directly to my cock. She stroked me through my jeans. She stared deeply into my face, watching for a reaction to her stoking hands. I reached to her face, cupping a cheek as she caressed up and down my shaft. I groaned deeply, lifting my hips to her. I pulled her head forward, pulling her to my rigid cock. I pressed her mouth down against my shaft. Her mouth opened, her mouth biting my thick cock through my jeans. Quivering, she pressed her mouth hard up and down my shaft.

Moving quickly, she grabbed my belt, unhooked it and unsnapped my jeans. She grabbed my zipper, pulled it down, and opened the front of my jeans. I moved to allow her to get my cock out of my briefs. As the head appeared, Kara leaned forward, her tongue stretched to lick the head. She growled as she tasted my pre-cum for the first time. Both hands reached for the waist band of my briefs, pulling them down as best she could, exposing the shaft. Turning sideways, she closed her mouth along the side of my cock, her tongue dancing over the flesh in her mouth. She moved up, lifting my cock, pulling it away from my body. As she reached the top of my shaft, her mouth opened wide, her tongue licked the head of my cock. I pushed her head down, forcing my cock into her mouth. As her lips closed over the mushroom head, her tongue raced over the sensitive flesh, poking into the eye, her cheeks hallowing as she sucked hard on my cock meat.




From Innocence to Lust Ch. 02



Pulling off, Kara licked her lips greedily. "I want you to cum in my mouth Mr. D," she stated, staring into my eyes. She leaned to my cock, her mouth opened wide, the head disappeared quickly between her lips. I pulled her head forward, forcing my cock to push deep into her mouth, and start its fast journey down her throat. She gagged, pulling off my cock. Licking down all sides, she again moved to the head, opened her mouth, and dove down my shaft. A slight hesitation, she impaled her face on my shaft. She sucked me balls deep into her mouth and throat. I began flexing my hips, thrusting my cock up and into her mouth, driving it deep down her throat. My focus narrowed, I wanted to face fuck this little beauty. I began to hammer her face hard, humping, thrusting, driving my meat repeatedly into her mouth and throat. She groaned with each thrust. I lost cognizant thought, lust filled my mind.

My balls expanded quickly. I watched my cock slam back and forth into her mouth, her lips stretching to keep my thick cock deep in the mouth. I placed my hand on the side of her throat to feel my cock slide down, her throat expanding with the thickness and length. I pulled her head forward hard, cramming every last possible inch into her mouth. As she grabbed my balls, squeezing firmly, my balls exploded, shooting cum out of my sac, forcing jet after jet into my shaft, and spitting forth, coating her mouth and throat. She swallowed each blast. As my cock slowed, Kara pumped her head faster and faster, driving my deflating cock again deep into her mouth and throat. She chewed on my softening cock, devouring each drop of cum, sucking my balls up my shaft, inhaling my fluids. My mind flashed, bright lights exploding in my brain, my hips humped her face involuntarily, grinding, thrusting, and enjoying every penetration of her mouth. She moved lower, sucking each ball in turn, sucking it completely into her mouth, rolling it around her teeth, her tongue probing the flesh. She moved lower, pulling my sac up, nipping at the soft spot between my balls and my ass. She nipped firmly, holding it with her teeth, her tongue pounding the sensitive flesh. 

I raised my legs up over her shoulders. She dove lower, her tongue racing down, lightly touching my ass. As I groaned, she pushed her tongue hard against my sphincter, reaming my ass, licking, sucking, and probing this sensitive hole into my body. I convulsed as she licked my ass, spreading my cheeks with her fingers. Several minutes passed as she played, slowed her movement, and softly sucked my flaccid flesh back into her mouth. Wrapping her fingers around my cock, she flopped it back and forth, swiping it with her tongue with each flop crossover. Opening her fingers, she sucked down the side, then nipped my soft flesh, sucking hard.

"Do me Mr. D," she asked softly. "Eat my pussy! Make me cum," she stated as she stood. I directed her to the edge of my desk, moving the keyboard to the side. I pushed her against the desk, lifting slightly as she jumped on the desk, pulling her pussy to the edge. Her fingers raked along the material of her panties, lifting, pulling to the side. Her pussy was bald. Cleanly shaven, her lips pouted, her engorged clit peeking from underneath her lips. Her slit glistened with juices. "Bite my clit Mr. D," she whispered as she spread her lips, fully exposing her hard nub. Slowly, I moved forward, watching her clit, my tongue reaching to touch it, to taste her juices. I slid my hands under her thighs, pulling my chair forward, placing my legs under my desk. Her cunt was perfectly open for me, her feet raised up, settled on the arms of my chair. I moved in for the kill, moving quickly to suck her hard clit into my mouth.

Her hips bucked under my mouth as I grabbed her clit and sucked it hard into my mouth, grabbing it with my teeth, holding it firmly as my tongue flicked it back and forth. Her cunt lips wrapped my lips, the softness a contrast to my firm lips sucking her clit deep into my mouth. I slid my index finger and thumb up and down each lip, stroking softly, tugging, pulling on the soft flesh. I spread the lips wide, moved my head down, licking deep in her slit. My tongue found her hole, open, begging for my tongue. Slowly, I reamed her hole, my tongue lurching into her body, her hips rising quickly to accept my penetration. I tasted her deepest juices. I sucked her hole, driving my tongue deep. My nose pushed her clit softly, each pass causing her body to jump, her hips arch. I slowly moved back up, nipping first one lip, then the other as I moved closer to her clit. Pulling her lips apart, I licked the bottom of her clit, my tongue probing the electric flesh. I enlarged the circle of my tongue on her clit. I licked all around the nub, faster my tongue raced around the flesh. I moved closer, my lips stretching, sucking her flesh into my mouth. My tongue stopped movement, my lips pulled her clit deep. Grabbing it with my teeth, I flicked my tongue over her flesh hard, probing the nub for minutes. 

Her breathing grew labored with each flick of my tongue. Her hips leaped upwards, tilting, driving her cunt up into my mouth. As I increased the speed of my tongue on her clit, her body responded with higher arches, prolonged groans, grunts as I hammered her clit. Her body bucked under my mouth, hips flexing, driving upwards, thrusting down, grinding against my mouth. I reached up her body to grab a hard nipple, twisting it between my thumb and finger. Her head rocked back and forth, her breathing came in gasps. As I twisted her nipple firmly, her hips arched, held high off my desk, and jumped up into my mouth hard as a second orgasm flashed through her body. I increased the intensity of my assault on her clit. Seconds passed, her body arched, a third orgasm rushed over her. She whimpered beneath my mouth.

"Oh Mr. D," Kara gasped, pushing my head back. I held firmly, stretching her clit. It popped free of my lips. Her legs clamped firmly along side my head. Her face was contorted; eyes closed tightly, her hands pressed firmly over her mound, her fingers pressing down on her lips, squishing her clit in the process. She groaned constantly, her hands slowly sliding gently over her mound. I leaned to kiss her hands. I pulled them away from her body, pulled the panties back to cover her sex, leaned to kiss her mound once again, and sat back in my chair.

Kara sat up, slowly stretched to slide off my desk. She leaned to me, throwing her arms around my neck. "Oh Mr. D," she repeated, nuzzling on my neck. "Oh my God!"

"Off to bed with you," I whispered. I kissed her softly on the nape of the neck. She stood, looked softly into my eyes, turned, exited my office, and headed up the stairs. I listened as she bounded each step. I quickly turned my cameras on again, wanting to know if she ran to Stacey to give her any details. Kara was in the bathroom, leaning against the shower, her fingers busy in her crotch. "Why you little slut you," I whispered to myself. Within seconds, her body convulsed, she made herself cum. Licking her fingers, she moved to the bedroom. I changed cameras, listening as she crawled into bed. Within minutes, her breathing changed, she was asleep.

My mind raced in all directions at once. I had face fucked my daughter's best friend. I had eaten her to several orgasms. I was going to die and go to hell.



From Innocence to Lust Ch. 03



Author's Note: I recommend the reader take time to read chapters 1 & 2 of From Innocence to Lust. Feedback, PC's, emails appreciated.

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On her way to bed, Kara had leaned to me, grabbed my flaccid cock, kissed its head, sucked the meat quickly into her mouth, growled aggressively, making my hips thrust to meet her, and headed to bed. My cock was raw. I had slammed, pounded, and stroked my cock so hard over the past several days, I had at least, imaginary contusions on my cock. I was sore! My poor, abused cock. I petted it softly, stroking over the massive crown. "Stacey will be yours too," I whispered to my cock softly. I closed the web site, shut down my computer, and headed to bed.

The night passed quickly. After an uneventful breakfast, Kara headed out, leaving me with my ladies. Before breakfast, Kara and I traded glances, she licked her lips seductively to tease me. My cock grew rigid. Big surprise! My ladies both had plans to shop till they dropped. I spent the day reminiscing about my adventures with Kara. I had several hardons during the day. By the third one, I had to pull up some more erotic stories and masturbate hard, again. I spewed seed. Looking at it, I wished Kara were her to suck it down. I closed my eyes, visualizing her pussy, her soft, succulent, tasty pussy. I was ready to call her, ask her to stop by, but refrained. I had to let her make those kind of choices on her own.

Miriam and Stacey got back about 7pm. We had a quick dinner of soup and salad. I relaxed in front of the TV for the remainder of the evening. Miriam headed to bed, Stacey was minutes behind. All day, Stacey had not looked at me funny, or done anything to give the impression that Kara had told her about our sexual liaison. 

After checking in on Stacey via my cameras and finding her already in bed, I headed up stairs. Knocking softly, I entered Stacey's room. I leaned to give her a kiss, lingering as she turned and smiled at me softly.  "So pretty baby, I love you!" I whispered. I headed to bed.

Miriam half woke up as I crawled into bed. "Want to stick me with that big cock of yours," she asked, reaching for my crotch.

"Honey, it's late. Maybe in the morning," I said, feigning a big yawn, closing my eyes and dropping my head hard on the pillow. I was not sure I wanted to get it up again so quickly.

"I'll be damned," she whispered, poking at me. I rolled to my side quickly, facing away from her. "I'm going to do it myself honey," she whispered. "I'm so wet, so ready for your big cock," she continued. "I'm so hot, I would even lick your ass," she groaned. I in turn, groaned as well, snuggling down under the covers. My brain flashed. Turning quickly, I moved down, crawled between her legs, leaned forward, and sucked her clit into my mouth. Her hips jumped a foot off the bed as she growled, grabbed my head, and humped her hips into my face. "Oh fuck," she grunted. I lapped at her hole, biting her clit firmly, yet softly, tugging, pulling it from her body. My tongue danced over her flesh. I lined two fingers, parted her slit, and shoved them home. Her hips tilted, her legs spread wider as her breathing now came in gasps. Damn I love eating a good pussy. I wonder what Stacey's pussy tastes like. My mind drifted, I was sucking Stacey's cunt, eating a firm, fresh pussy. Sore or not, my cock jumped again. I assaulted Miriam's cunt, thrusting my fingers in and out of her pussy hard, forcing her to gasp for each breath. Her hips jumped up, held firmly, and thrashed under my tongue. Pulling my hair, she ground her cunt on my face. Her breathing, or lack thereof, gave indication she was cumming. Her hips started little tiny humps, fast, grinding in all directions as I thrust deep in her sweet cunt. I slowed my tongue assault; I needed to pound her with my rigid cock.

But first, I wanted my special treat. "You promised," I whispered, rolling over to my back, pulling my knees up hard, spreading my knees wide. Miriam moved quickly between my legs, her hands grabbing my balls, lifting them with one hand, the other hand moved to my ass, her nails raking over my puckered hole. "Yes," I hissed softly. Miriam lowered her body, her tongue poking at my ass, swiping up and down my crack. Every so often, she poked into my rectum hard, driving her tongue, trying to pry the tight ring open. She growled, moving to bite the soft place between my balls and asshole. Her teeth held firm as her finger popped into my ass. So softly, she played with just her finger tip, reaming me, pulling back, and driving forward again. "Oh fuck baby," I grunted with a thrust of her finger. She moved to my cock, inhaling the rigid shaft of flesh. Fully coated, I rolled over, moved to stand beside the bed. Miriam stared at me, not knowing what to expect.

"On your knees," I commanded, fisting my rigid pole. I pulled her over, lifted her hips, saddled up, sliding my cock between her wet lips. Finding her willing hole, I slammed my body forward, driving my cock into her body. My body slapped off her flesh, the noise filling the bedroom. I pounded her, hammering her sweet pussy hard. Within seconds of slamming her, she grabbed the blankets, and began thrusting back hard. I knew she was about to cum on my fucking cock.  "Yes baby, yes," I hissed softly, "Cum for Daddy," I continued. I slammed her, driving my cock balls deep with each thrust. I hit bottom hard, with each thrust, Miriam started screaming loudly. I grabbed her hips, pulling savagely on her hip bones, driving every fucking inch of cock deep in her cunt. I became a piston, slamming, thrusting, pulling back and thrusting forward again. "Yes baby," I growled. God I wanted to cum. I wanted to fill her with my cum, drench her insides with my seed. "Yes!" I screamed. My balls started pumping, squeezing cum out of my balls, into my sore shaft, and exploded my cream deep in her pussy. I continued to hammer her, driving hard, our flesh slapping hard. I slowed my thrusts.

I caught sight of a slight movement at the door. Glancing quickly, I saw the door pull softly shut. I ground my hips against Miriam's ass, burying my deflating cock in her wet box. My body was covered with sweat. "Sweetheart," I breathed huskily. "Absolutely fucking unreal," I breathed. "Damn fine fuck," I whispered as I pushed her forward. I let her slide to the bed, anticipating flopping on her. But my brain had a light bulb pop! "You got my brain working," I said as I jumped up, threw on a t-shirt and shorts. "Back shortly," I said as I headed out the door. Passing Stacey's door, I saw a glimpse of light under the door. "Yes," I said out loud.

I raced to my computer. I turned it on, waiting forever for the freaking machine to get to my desktop. Once loaded, I could not get to the web site fast enough. I could not breathe. What if Stacey had peeked in the bedroom? What if she had seen me pounding her mom's sweet cunt? My cock was jumping to life again. Sticky, I stroked the damn thing again. I just groaned as I sat there waiting, waiting, waiting. Finally, my machine was ready. I zipped off to the private web site. My heart jumped to my throat. There, on the bed, Stacey was on her knees, her ass high in the air, her chest flat on her covers. Her hand would snake into my view as she reached between her legs, her fingers tracing up and down her slit. I could not breathe. My head felt dizzy. Her ass and cunt were directly in the camera, open for my pleasure. My cock sprang to life. I pulled it from underneath my shorts. I could not stroke it fast enough. I lost thought, mesmerized by the sight before me. 

"Yes," she growled. "Fuck me hard," she continued. "Yes," she kept repeating softly. "Oh god yes," she grunted. 

Stacey rocked her ass back and forth slowly, seductively. Her breathing was ragged, with each pass up her slit, her two middle fingers dipped into her wet hole. She jammed them in and out of her cunt. Her hand was coated with her juices. I was lost! I looked to my door. Please God, don't let Miriam come down now. I turned back to the screen. Stacey's hand was thrashing her cunt, sliding hard back and forth over the protruding clit. Her hips tilted, humped against her hand. Her fingers raked into her slit, pinching, pulling on her engorged clit. Faster, harder her hand worked over her clit, her breathing growing ragged. "Yes," she growled as she focused her fingertips directly on the hooded nub. Growling, she increased the speed over her clit. Within seconds, she came. Breath held, hips arched, tensing, she grunted loudly, and flopped down on the bed, her fingers never leaving her flooded slit. She squeezed her legs together, putting pressure on her clit. 

My cock released spasms, forcing cum up my shaft. "Shit," I said out loud. I reached for a tissue to catch the creamy liquid. My cock dry blasted, no cum left in my balls to spit. But God it felt good. I stoked myself softly, my skin almost raw to the touch. Glancing back at the screen, Stacey had rolled to her back, pulled her knees up, spread her legs wide. She was slowly rubbing her clit again. Her engorged lips wrapped her fingers, sliding back and forth. I wanted to suck one in my mouth. My tongue flicked out as I watched the screen. Jesus her cunt was incredible. Fuck my girl was driving me crazy. She pulled her fingers to her mouth, licking her fingers. She reached back to her slit, spreading the lips, mashing her clit firmly. After several minutes of fast stimulation, she caught her breath, and began cumming a second time. I watched her. God I loved her. I needed her. She needs my cock crammed in that tight pussy. She pulled her fingers to her lips, sucking each one seductively into her mouth. Her eyes closed, her lips stretched to hold her fingers deep in her mouth. My groin ached, my cock growing again. Fucking thing is insatiable. 

I needed a plan. She rolled over, reached to turn the light off, blackness filling her room. I slowly made my way back toward my bed. Stopping outside Stacey's room, I pressed my palm flat against her door. "Love you baby," I whispered. Undressing in the darkness, I crawled into my bed, snuggled to Miriam's backside. She felt good. My cock began sniffing, trying to get hard. I hugged her softly, turned over to keep the monster down.

Morning came quickly. And with waking, my mind instantly began to think of Stacey. With my morning hardon, pissing was a problem. And this was not just a piss hardon. Thoughts of stuffing Stacey engorged my neglected cock. Like it never got any attention. God did standing there pissing feel good this morning. Almost mini-orgasmic like. 

Dressed in shorts and my t-shirt I headed down stairs. It would be a couple hours before either Miriam or Stacey showed life. Sleeping, what a waste of time. I made coffee, settled in to watch the early morning news. Time went quickly. I moved to my office, getting online again. I had to visit Stacey's bedroom. Just barely light, seeing in her room was difficult, but I strained just the same. She was sleeping soundly. As mid morning approached, I again pulled the web site up to check in on my girl. I found her in the shower, soaked, and lathering her body. I watched her, noting how absolutely beautiful she is. Her hands washed over her body, soaping her body. Her hands moved slowly over the breasts, flicking each nipple, first one then the other. I sat immersed in her sensual shower. Her hands again moved to her mound, fingers pleasuring her body. I watched as she brought forth an orgasm that almost buckled her knees, causing her to fall back against the wall. Her groans, her grunts filled my auditory senses. I was rock hard again. I wanted to bend her over grabbing the water fixtures, moving in close behind her. I wanted to slide my cock down her crack, slipping it into her wet slit. I wanted to grab her hips, pull roughly back on my penetrating cock, slamming 9-inches of rigid cock deep into her womb. I wanted to slam my flesh against hers, our slapping bodies filling the shower enclosure with flesh against flesh noises, hear her grunt with each thrust, hear her scream as I ground my crotch tightly against her ass, driving my hard cock deep. I would fuck her hard.

And then my luck turned for the better. Miriam got a call from her sister late in the day. Her dad had had some chest pains, and was admitted in the hospital for observation and testing. We talked, she called, scheduled a flight, and was going to head up home for a few days to be with her mom while dad finished his tests and any surgeries that might be required. It would be a strange Christmas, but Stacey and I thought it best for Mom. We drove her to the airport early next morning, catching a red-eye flight.

As we headed home, I took the time to chat with Stacey. We stopped to have breakfast. It was the Tuesday before Christmas. Upon arrival back home, Stacey immediately headed to her room, wanting to take a nap. I gave her a lingering hug, pulling her close, squeezing her tightly. With her arms around my neck, she pulled me close as well. I smelled her soap or perfume, her skin was soft as I nuzzled her neck playfully. As I gave her one more squeeze, she exhaled deeply, even groaning slightly as my body pressed against hers. I looked deeply into her eyes as she slowly pulled away from me. "Night Daddy," she laughed as she headed up the stairs.

I hustled to my office. I sat down at my computer, quickly pulling my web software up. I quickly located my cameras, and sat back to watch. Stacey was in the bathroom when I was able to access the cameras. Coming out of the bathroom, she easily pulled the sweater up, off her body. Stopping, she quickly removed her jeans, bending at the waist to pull the jeans off her feet. She leaned toward the camera, so I was unable to see the view presented by her ass. I could look down her back, over the globes of her rump, but no direct view from this camera angle. Standing, arching, she removed her bra, brushing her forearms back and forth over her boobs, either to get rid on an itch, or to absorb feeling free. I am not sure which, but I liked it. Grasping the desk, she lifted each foot, pulling off her socks. Dressed only in the smallest pair of panties, she pulled back the covers and crawled into bed. She laid on her back. Knowing that she typically started on her stomach, I continued to watch. In a minute, she had thrown the blanket back, and was caressing her tits. 

I watched as her hands slid down her body, grabbing the waist band of her panties, and pulled them down and off her body quickly. Now stark naked, she stretched long and tall. Her fingers played in her pubic hair, lazily running her fingertips over the small patch of hair. Her hand snaked down, her fingers plunging into the folds of her cunt. Jumping, her body arched slightly to meet her intrusion. Her tongue licked her lips, her mouth opening as her face contorted through a mass of varied looks. She changed looks several times, with each a movement or stroke of her slit. As she pulled her knees wide, I focused on her glistening wet slit. I sat, riveted in my chair as she slowly, and deliberately raked her clit back and forth, her fingers sliding firmly from side to side over her engorged clit. I could not breathe. I sat on the front edge of my desk chair, stroking my cock softly. She reached her second hand down into her crotch. Her fingers parted her lips, slipping two fingers into her cunt. As she stroked her clit, she pushed her fingers into her pussy. I sat mesmerized as her cunt lips stretched with the withdrawal of her fingers, grasping, pulling her long supple fingers to invade her body again. Minutes passed, her breathing, her groans filling my senses over the speakers. She would bite her lower lip to curtail her verbal noises, but her fingers would continue to penetrate her body and cause a groan, a gasp. Moans rolled from her as she fingered her clit. I stood, my cock rigid, pointing toward the monitor. I wanted to shot lines of creamy cum on my monitor, to have it drape her face, to fall on her firm, taunt, hard nippled tits. I hammered my cock.

Stacey arched, held her body rigid, and erupted in involuntary spasms, her legs clamped together, rocking side to side. She lay curled, knees to her chest for several minutes. Finally, she stretched her legs out, lying flat on the bed. She played slowly, softly in her pussy. Movement stopped. Her breathing returned to normal, even growing deep as she slipped into a deep sleep. She had not covered her body. My mind started yelling. Now was the time to go to her, to take her, to have her as mine. I lost logical thought. My cock brain took control, my lust overpowering all logical thought. I stripped off my clothes, padded out of my office, hit the stairs, and bounded up to Stacey's room.

I reached to the knob, turning slowly, quietly. The handle turned, freeing the mechanism from the door jam. I pushed the door slowly. It opened. My nerves on edge, my mind racing, I hesitated, grew bolder, and moved into her room. Stacey was fast asleep. I crossed the room, reaching the foot of the bed. She had pulled one leg up, bending at the knee. It lay to one side, opening her pussy to me. I leaned over, placing my hands on the bed. I could smell her sex, my nostrils flooding my senses, my blood rushing to engorge my growing cock. I leaned forward, finally laying on the bed, my mouth inches from her glistening pussy. It was so beautiful, the lips covered with a wisp of hair, her lips red, the pink flesh of her clit protruding, begging for my lips. I stuck my tongue out, leaning, my tongue touching the sensitive flesh of her clit. I slid my hand under her raised hip. My tongue flicked her clit back and forth so softly. A small groan, a wiggle of her hips made me jump. She raised her other leg. I moved quickly to slide my hand under her other hip. I pulled my hands up over her thighs, my fingers wrapping over her legs. I pulled my face tight into her cunt, sucking her clit into my mouth. A split second passed, her hands reached to my head, startled, her hips jumped upwards, into my face. I nipped at her clit, pulling it into my mouth, holding it firmly between my teeth. My tongue thrashed it back and forth. 

"Daddy," screamed Stacey. I looked into her eyes. Startled, foggy from deep sleep, she did not know what to do. I shook my head, tugging her clit, tongue flicking back and forth quickly. Her head bent backwards, her hips tilted, wiggling against my mouth, my tongue. I moved to shove my tongue into her wet hole. A grunt, a gasp for air rushed from her. "No Daddy," she screamed. "Daddy," she continued. I thrashed her clit firmly, pulling her tight against my face. She tasted fantastic. I sucked her flesh into my mouth, her wetness seeping from her cunt. "No! Stop it!" she shouted at me, attempting to sit. I lifted slightly, pushing her body down as I ate her pussy. She twisted hard to the side. I pulled her back down.

"Lay still honey," I commanded. "Let Daddy make you cum," I whispered as I dove back into her cunt. I ravaged her pussy, licking the full length of her slit, jamming my tongue into her hole, biting a lip, grabbing her clit, and repeating the movements. Stacey continued to squirm. She was whimpering, pushing on my forehead. I pulled harder, pulling my mouth to her clit. "Lay down," I commanded. I nipped her clit again.

"Ow Daddy," she cried out. "Stop!" she glared at me. My tongue danced over her sensitive flesh. Within minutes, her body gave way, her orgasm building from deep within. Her hips arched, lifting high above the bed. She reached to prop her body up above the bed. I slowed my tongue, focused on bringing her to climax. Her breathing grew raspy, her hips flared, lifting hard, flexing, and flopped down on the bed. "Yes!" she half growled, her hips thrusting up, down quickly under my tongue and mouth. Her cunt flooded, sending new juices into my mouth as her orgasm washed over her. Her breathing grew deeper. Her clit grew sensitive to my tongue.




From Innocence to Lust Ch. 03



I hesitated, pulling my hand down underneath her ass. I aimed two fingers, pushed forward quickly, shoving them deep into her cunt. "Oh fuck," Stacey screamed as I thrust my fingers in and out of her pussy. I sucked her clit like a man possessed. Her breathing was rapidly changing again. With each thrust of my fingers deep, she grunted hard. With each withdraw, she focused on my mouth, grabbing, thrashing her clit. "Daddy! Don't!" she exclaimed. My cock was rigid. I had to fuck her.

I pulled up, pulled my fingers out of her cunt. I moved up her body, holding her firmly underneath me. I pulled her legs up with my hips. As I got to the face, her eyes were closed tightly, small tears running down her cheeks. I reached between our bodies, grabbing my rigid cock. I swiped it up and down her slit, coating the head of my cock with her juices. Open, waiting for my penetration, I lined my cock to her hole, and pushed firmly. My cock exploded into her cunt, passing savagely into her wet sheath. Her eyes flew open, head thrust backwards as I penetrated her body. Wild eyed, she glared at me. 

"Oh shit," she grunted. I pulled back, and thrust forward again. Her legs wrapped around my waist. She wiggled hard, grinding her body against mine. My cock slid deeper into her cunt. I ground against her. Wrapping tightly, she pulled her pussy deep onto my cock. Her eyes flew open, she stared deeply into my eyes as I pulled back and thrust forward again, pounding her yielding pussy. Stroke after stroke, she matched my thrusts. Her breathing became ragged, matching my own. I bit into her neck, nipping the flesh at the nape of her neck. She groaned loudly. "Daddy!" she whispered. "Jesus, fuck me hard," she grunted. I started hammering her body, piston like full length strokes. I wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her tight against me as I thrust deep, grinding each millimeter of cock even deeper. "Yes Daddy," she screamed in my ear. "Fuck your baby! Fuck your baby girl," she screamed. My cock expanded. My orgasm was close. 

"Yes Baby," I hissed through clenched teeth. Driving my hips forward, I ground my cock deep and exploded into my own orgasm. My balls tightened, throwing cum into my pulsating cock, spitting forth into her body. With each spurt, my body flexed, driving more cock into her, spitting my cum deep in her body. I ground our pelvises together hard. Her legs pulled me deep, her hips tilting hard, accepting my cock, milking my cock with each stroke. Her muscles squeezed me hard, pulling my cock, holding my cock deep. As my orgasm subsided, Stacey released her legs, stretching out underneath me. I leaned to kiss her softly, my lips touching hers. My tongue extended, licking her lips. Confused, she did not respond quickly to my kiss. 

"Daddy, why?" she asked, eyes closed. A tear trickled down from the corner of her eye.

"Baby," I asked quizzically. She turned to look at me, to look deep into my eyes. I lifted my crotch, pulling my cock out of her cunt, moving to lay beside her. Propping myself on my elbow, I proceeded to bend and lick her nipple. Blowing cool air across, her nipple stiffened. I moved to the other tit, and did the same thing. My hand slid down her body, reaching into her folds, my finger exploring her sex. Her clit beckoned me, my finger softly flicking the flesh back and forth. With each pass, blood engorged the sensitive nub, wetness flowing into her crotch. I gathered the wetness from her hole, spreading the liquid lubricant over the protruding clit. I flicked it harder back and forth. Watching me, she stared into my eyes, her tongue extending slightly, licking her lips. I continued my assault on her clit, increasing the speed of my finger. Her legs parted, knees rising, her hips tilting into my hand. Her breathing grew shallow, coming in gasps with each pass over her sensitive clit. Biting her lower lip, her eyes closed, her body arched, raising her hips up off the bed. 

"Daddy," she breathed huskily. I continued flicking her clit back and forth, focused directly on her nub. "Oh Daddy," she whispered softly. I could almost feel the heat of her body as her orgasm rushed up and over her. Her hips lifted hard, tilted, freezing in mid air. As her orgasm washed over her, her hips slowly dropped to the bed, her thighs clamping firmly shut. I snaked my hand down between her thighs, my fingers slipping into her wet slit, sliding deep into her crotch, penetrating her wet hole. I slid two fingers into her body, sliding in and out gently. Pulling back, I passed over her sensitive clit. Her body jumped. I pushed back into her softly, my fingers playing between her legs. "Yes," she said, just barely audible. Her body quivered with each stroke.

"Baby, Daddy needs you to suck me," I whispered to her. Her hand reached to me, stroking my semi-rigid cock. She pushed me to my back, lifting her body over me. Moving quickly, she sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. Her tongue washed over the sensitive skin, sucking hard, she inhaled my cock. Her jaw popped as she opened wide to impale her face on my flaccid meat. She gently chewed on my soft meat. Grabbing my balls, she squeezed, causing life to flash into my cock. It grew almost instantly as her fingertip rolled around my tight ring. I squirmed quickly, avoiding her probing finger. She pumped my cock, squeezing any liquid up my growing shaft, pumping it into her mouth. "Good sweetie," I complemented her. "So good Baby," I told her. Wrapping my fingers in her hair, I started fucking her face. My cock grew larger, firmer. Stacey gagged, pulled off, swallowed hard, and attacked my cock again. Her cheeks puffed hard when she stuffed my cock in her mouth, shoving it down her throat. Sucking so hard, her cheeks hallowed when she pulled up and off my cock.

I pushed her back, pulling my cock from her mouth. I scooted to the edge of the bed, stood quickly and turned back to the bed. I fisted my cock, stroking hard. "On you knees Baby," I whispered. "Come here," I said. Stacey moved slowly, watching me fist my massive cock. "Put you knees here," I continued as I patted the edge of the bed. Moving, backing into my requested position, I pushed her head down, leaving her ass as the high point. I saddled up, poked my cock underneath her globes, rubbed my cock up and down her wet slit, found her hole, and pushed forward gently. Stacey humped her hips, pushing back against me. Grabbing her hips, I pulled forward, pulling softly, but firmly. The head of my cock looked good buried between her lips, wrapped around my cock head. Just that quickly, my cock slipped past the first ring, sliding effortlessly into her velvet sheath. I growled deep in my body as my cock slid in, filling her warm cavity. I bucked my hips, pulled back, and pushed forward again, causing Stacey to gasp. Grabbing her blankets, she forced her hips back, absorbing my thrust. Her cunt squeezed me, her muscles rippling up and down my shaft. She grunted loudly, groaning as I slammed my cock meat deep into her body. I pulled hard, digging my fingers into her soft flesh. Our bodies slapped together, the suddenness surprising both of us.

"Yes Baby," I grunted. "Oh Baby, fuck Daddy," I continued. I became obsessed, her body pushing back on my cock. I started slamming hard, fast, penetrating deep into her body. I quivered, my body shaking with each thrust. All thought now gone, I was consumed with the desire to fuck my beautiful daughter. I hammered harder, pulling back and thrusting hard, slapping my hips against her ass. The sounds were heavenly. I watched as my cock slid out of the tight, wet cunt. Coated with her juices, her lips stretched with each withdraw. I slowed my movements to watch her lips. The slower I went, the harder Stacey flexed her muscles, trying to hold me in her body. She pushed back to capture my intruder. I slid my thumb along my exposed cock, gathering juices. Moving quickly, I rubbed my thumb over her puckered asshole. No thinking about anything but my cock, Stacey never saw it coming. With several hard, quick thrusts of my hips slamming my cock deep, I stopped thrusting momentarily. Grunting loudly, almost a whining grunt, she pushed back hard. As she pushed, I popped my thumb through her tight ring. A quick scream erupted from deep inside Stacey, followed by a loud gasp as I slammed my hips forward, driving my cock deep. I wiggled my thumb in her ass. She slammed her hips back on me.

My balls swelled. I was nearly ready to cum again. "Baby, cum for Daddy," I whispered as I slowed my thrusts, stroking long, slower strokes. Her fingers reached her clit, flicking it back and forth quickly. I could feel her rake my cock with her fingernails. Her breathing changed instantly.

"Almost Daddy," she softly breathed. I could hear the noise her lips, her fingers made as she flicked her clit back and forth. Seconds passed. "Yes," she whispered. "Yes," she repeated, drawing the word out. Her hips started little humps, involuntary humps, her muscles squeezing my cock hard. She slammed her cunt back on my cock. "Fuck me Daddy," she screamed. That was all I needed. I grabbed her hip bones, pulling roughly, slamming my cock on and out of her cunt. All I could focus on was my lust, my cock slamming her willing body. I rocked forward, pulled back and slammed deep repeatedly. My balls churned. My knees grew weak. Breathing, I must breathe. Instantly as I slammed deep, my balls exploded, jettisoning cum up my shaft, spewing deep into her body. My body ground against her, pulling hard, driving every inch into her body. Spurt after spurt of cum erupted from me spilling into her body. 

"Stacey," I whispered, pushing her forward, impaling her as we landed on the bed. Grunting, she pushed her hips up, wanting more cock. I wiggled deep, finishing my orgasm, pumping each ounce of cum deep in her cunt. I was drained. I bit her shoulder, growling with a pang of orgasm passing through me. She groaned loudly. We stayed, me on her back, cock deflating slowly, curved over her ass. "Stacey," I whispered again. "Baby, Daddy loves you so much," I breathed softly by her ear. 

"Love you too Daddy," she groaned softly, almost purring. I rolled off her, my limp cock sliding across her leg. I pulled her close, spooning her, draping my arm over her body. 

We rested.  Our relationship had changed. I wondered if it was for the better?

Stacey rocked her hips against me, a deep, soft moan vibrating her core. "Again Daddy!" she growled deeply. "Again please!"



From Innocence to Lust Ch. 04



We slept for several hours. I awoke before Stacey, chubbed of course. I was still spooned against her fantastic body. Leaning back, I gently rubbed her back, awaking her slowly from her sleep. She shook her head slowly to clear the cobwebs, arched her back, pushing her ass against me growing cock. She growled deep from inside her body, wiggling her hips against my semi rigid cock. I massaged down her body, over her globe, and down her thigh. Pulling my hand back up, I wrapped my fingers over her hip bone, pulling her body back against me softly as I pushed my hips forward. My cock mashed between her cheeks, the head poking under her ass toward her wet hole.

Moving quickly, she reached to her globe, spreading her cheeks. "Stick it in my cunt Daddy," she whispered. I slid my hand down over hers, my fingertips sliding along the open crack, passed over her lips, finding her flooded wetness. Dipping my fingertips, I parted her lips, aimed my growing cock, and pushed forward firmly. My cock poked through her lips, found her flooded wet hole, and slipped easily into her body. With each thrust, my cock grew more rigid, longer, fatter. I thrust harder, driving more cock into her receptive cunt. Lifting my upper leg, I draped it up over her hip, pulling hard against her. My cock slid deep into her body, her wetness making squishy noises with each thrust, each withdrawal. I forced hard, deep penetrations with each thrust. I reached around her body, my hand finding her tit. I rolled her hard nipple firmly between my thumb and fingers, pinching softly with each thrust. My hips slapped against her flesh.

Several minutes passed, with each thrust, my balls churned, getting closer to my pending orgasm. My breathing changed, growing labored with each thrust, each causing a direct stimulation of all my sex senses. My cock grew, expanding, reaching hard to fill her sheath, pounding her sex, retreating, and slamming deep again. Stacey was fingering her clit hard, mashing the flesh flat, flicking the sensitive clit back and forth quickly. Her breathing matched mine, ragged at best. I listened to her, hearing her mutter, whisper about her coming orgasm. "Yes Daddy," she breathed hard. "Yes," she repeated several times, louder with each hard thrust delivered deep. With a loud grunt, her hips opened, thrust back against me, grinding her hips in small rotating circles, she ground her cunt hard on my cock. I pulled her hips hard, burying my cock deep, erupting in an orgasm. Pulling her close, burying my cock deep, my cock spit forth this round of cum. "I feel it Daddy," Stacey whispered. I flexed with each spurt, groaning deeply as I again coated her insides with my hot, sticky cum. I grabbed a hand full of hair, pulling firmly, teasingly as I humped her ass for one more penetrating thrust. Spitting forth cum, my body relaxed, total exhausted. We again remained still for several minutes as our breathing returned to normal. My cock deflated, slithered out of her wet cunt, and hung between us, coating our skin with sticky fluids.

Reaching out to the edge of the bed, Stacey found her wayward panties, stuffed them between her legs, and bounded toward her bathroom. "Get a shower Daddy, you're taking me to dinner," she stated matter of factly.

"Yes dear," I responded, groaning deeply as I grabbed a sticky, flaccid cock. I rolled to my back, hesitated momentarily, sat up and left the bedroom. I headed to my bedroom and shower. Taking a quick shower, I dressed nicely, anticipating taking my lovely daughter to a restaurant of her choosing. 

"Daddy, Kara is going with us," Stacey shouted down the hall. "She invited herself over. Is that ok with you," she continued. 

"Sure baby," I returned the shout. Inside, I was in turmoil. Would tonight be the night they talk? Would Kara start the discussion, only to have Stacey one up her? Or would it go poorly? Maybe, I would have my first threesome. So many thoughts raced through my big brain. I found myself rubbing my crotch, softly stroking my chubbing cock. My little brain had so few original thoughts, but it screamed "pussy", "cunts", "asses", and "mouths" over and over for my big brain to hear. I liked its' thought process.

Shortly, Kara arrived. "Tonight," she whispered my direction, patting my cheek as she ran up the stairs to Stacey's bedroom. She was dressed to the nines as well, a tight knit dress that hugged her body, scooped neckline that accented her cleavage, and left me with carnal desires instantly as I watched her bound up the stairs. I watched as her supple legs carried her effortlessly up the stairs, flexing with each step, her calves 

I made my way to the office, quickly accessing my camera coverage. Kara was sitting on the edge of the bed, chatting with Stacey as she finished her makeup and hair. "I teased your Dad on the way in," Kara semi-shouted for Stacey to hear. "It will be a fun evening," she continued. 

Stacey was still covered in her towel, wrapped snuggly over her breasts, barely covering her ass. Stacey glanced out the door, but remained uncommonly quiet. Hesitating, the words filtered into her being. In turmoil, Stacey pondered what she should do. Tell Kara? Watch Dad's reactions? "Yes" she thought to herself, "it will be an interesting evening". She exited the bathroom, dropping her towel, tossing it toward Kara. Stark naked, her nipples hard, she walked aimlessly to her closet. Kara watched each step. "Shoes, shoes," muttered Stacey. Bending at the waist, Stacey leaned over, rummaging through the shoes placed along the baseboard of the closet. Her legs bent just slightly, her ass protruded in Kara's direction. Her globes framed her slit, completely exposed to Kara. Glancing around her legs, she found Kara staring directly at her, her mouth open slightly, her tongue licking her lips softly. She swayed her ass provocatively. Her hand slowly slid up her inner thigh, her fingers reaching between her legs softly. Kara watched, frozen. Stacey's fingertips slipped into her slit, pushing the lip away from her clit. Her finger slipped over the engorging bud softly, flicking her sex back and forth. Her body responded, juices making her slit moist. She could smell her muskiness. Grabbing a selected pair of shoes, she stood, rummaged through several outfits on hangers, and selected a knit dress, a dark solid blue. Turning, she moved toward Kara, drawing her fingers to her lips, licking her taste into her mouth. She tossed the dress on the bed, dropped the shoes, and turned to the dresser, pulling open her panty drawer, and fingered through the pile of panties, selecting a high cut, red pair.

Turning back to the bed, she saw Kara, her dress pulled up, her fingers tracing her panties, rubbing softly over her hidden clit. Without hesitating, without thinking, Stacey moved to the bed quickly. Stepping between Kara's legs, she raised her right foot up, placing it on the bed beside Kara's left hip. Reaching, she slid her hand around Kara's neck, pulling her face toward her mound. "Lick me," Stacey commanded sternly. Her hips arched to Kara's face, tilting slightly. Kara's hands pushed around Stacey's hips, cupping her ass, pulling her forward. Kara's nose pushed against her pubic hairs, her mouth moving to encircle Stacey's clit, sucking it hard into her mouth. Stacey's head arched upwards, a grunt escaping her lips. "Oh fuck," she exclaimed. My cock grew extremely hard as Stacey humped her hips against Kara's probing tongue. I pumped my hard cock. "Yes baby," Stacey whispered, flaring her hips, opening her sex to Kara. Using both hands, she pulled Kara's face hard into her wet cunt. Her legs buckled slightly as she humped Kara. "Stick you tongue in me," whispered Stacey. She growled as Kara dipped lower into her pussy. "Yes baby," she repeated. "Bite my clit," she instructed. I could hear Kara's sucking sounds as she thrashed Stacey's pussy. "I'm going to," her voice trailed off, her body went rigid, tensing. Breathing stopped, hips arched forward, Stacey exploded into orgasm on Kara's face. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," Stacey hissed through clenched teeth. Her chin dropped to her chest, she pushed Kara back. Kara's neck stretched to suck her clit, popping it free from her mouth.

Stacey dropped to the floor, kneeling between Kara's legs. She attacked Kara, pushing her legs apart, diving into her cunt, her mouth pressing against her panties. Leaning back to her elbows, Kara watched Stacey. Reaching, she pulled the panties aside, leaning to suck Kara's flesh deep into her mouth. She assaulted Kara's engorged clit, her mouth grinding against the flesh, shaking her head, pulling, her teeth clamped softly over the hard nub. I could hear her growl as she flicked the nub back and forth. Minutes passed as Stacey continued her attack on Kara's cunt. I stroked my hard cock, groaning loudly. "Oh shit," shouted Kara. "Fuck my hole, Stacey," grunted Kara. Leaning back, Stacey brought her hand to Kara's cunt, jamming two fingers into her wet, warm, sticky hole. Thrusting several times, she pushed her fingers deep into her cunt. Reaming her, she leaned back to her, grabbed her hard clit with her teeth, and flicked her clit back and forth quickly with her tongue. Several seconds passed, Kara arched her hips hard, rising up, held firmly, and convulsed into Stacey's mouth, her hips flopping down hard. Stacey sucked hard, holding her clit firmly until Kara pushed her mouth away. Kara rolled over, her hands reaching under her, feeling her clit. Stacey leaned to take a bite of her soft ass, gently biting her exposed flesh.

The girls did not move, resting. My eyes closed, my cock expanding, exploding forth rope after rope of cum. I covered the head with my hand to keep from shooting cum all over the keyboard. I grabbed several puff's to clean up the mess.

Glancing back to the monitor, Stacey was on her stomach, laying beside Kara. She was stroking her softly, her fingers rolling over her tits, flicking a hard nipple underneath the material. "That was a first," quipped Stacey. She leaned to kiss Kara softly, her tongue extending, licking her lips gently. Kara's head raised, her hand caressing Stacey, pulling her mouth to her. Their kiss was soft, gentle, caring. "We gotta go," Stacey whispered.

She stood, admiring Kara. Turning, she walked to the door. "Dad, you about ready," she hollered down the stairs.

"Yes baby," I replied. I watched the girls as they slowly got dressed. Kara leaned to suck a hard nipple between her lips. Stacey arched her body to Kara as she did. They played a little more as she prepared for our evening out. One final hug, they turned and headed down stairs.

"Let's go girls," I stated as they rounded the corner to the kitchen. I waited for them to pass. With Stacey leading the way, Kara reached out as let her hand slide across my cock as she passed, her head cocked with an evil grin on her face. "Come on," is all I could think to say. I shook my head in disbelief.

We picked a great Mexican food place for dinner. Good food, good atmosphere, and comfortable prices. Kara teased me incessantly. A quick stroke, a look, a lick of her lips as her eyes sparkled. And Stacey watched quietly. She knew what Kara was doing, and it amused her I believe. She did not let me know she knew though. It was very subtle from her end.

As we finished dinner and were heading out the door, Stacey turned around to me, stepped close, slid her hand to my groin, grabbing my chubbed cock, stroking down against her palm as her fingers wrapped around the shaft. "Why Daddy, what are you thinking," she asked? "Thanks Daddy for a great dinner," she continued, glancing around the entryway. She leaned to kiss me on the cheek. 

Kara stepped to us, snuggled against us both, her arms wrapping around my and Stacey's back. "Me too," she quipped. "I want in on a hug," she chimed. She pressed her body tight against ours, stretched upwards, and kissed me on the mouth as I glanced her way. Turning quickly, she gave Stacey a quick kiss as well. "There," she said proudly. We existed, quickly found my car, and piled in, I driving, Kara took shotgun, and Stacey piled in the backseat. Seat belts on, we zoomed out of the parking lot.

"Where to girls," I asked. "Home sounds great to me," I continued. I knew I held the advantage, with the tiny web cameras around Stacey's room. I wanted a long evening of watching the girls, hoping I would get to be included with at least one of them. I wanted to fuck Kara, her cunt had not had my invader penetrate her body. I wanted to hear her gasp as I spread her lips, the head pushing her lips apart, my hips arching, pushing my cock meat into her tight, wet hole. My God damn cock lurched to hard instantly as I thought about my evening to follow. I squirmed in my seat, trying to adjust my cock as it tented my pants. The movement did not go unnoticed by Kara. She turned to look at Stacey behind her. With the gap in the bucket seats, Kara could not reach to me without Stacey having a clear view of her and her actions.

"Home is fine, Daddy," Stacey said. "I know Kara and I will find something to do," she continued. I glanced in the review mirror to see Stacey. She leaned back in the seat, laid her head back and closed her eyes to rest. About the same instant, Kara reached to my lap, her hand squeezing my pants down and around my hard cock. She squeezed firmly as she pumped my shaft for several seconds. Wild eyed, I looked to her, staring into her beautiful eyes as she licked her lips. She pulled my hand to her thigh, sliding it up toward her hem. Pushing upwards, I slipped my hand under the hem, slid up her soft skinned thigh, to find her panties. I brushed my fingertips across the crotch of her panties. They were moist. Her lips engorged, they swelled the material softly. I pushed my fingers against her labia, slipping my middle finger down between her puffy lips. My fingertip found her clit, her legs spread wide as she let me trace her hard clit. She pulled my wrist, pulling my finger harder against her clit. Instinctively, my fingertip danced over the sensitive flesh, stroking firmly back and forth as her hips arched against my hand. I could smell her, her muskiness filling the car. I glanced in the mirror, Stacey was resting.

"Oh fuck," I whispered as I pushed my fingers under the edge of her panties, feeling the wetness of her slit. I pushed the panties over, freeing her slit from top to bottom. I could feel her clit, hard, extending beyond her lips. I pushed my finger down, finding her hole. Without hesitation, I dipped my finger into her body, sliding easily to the middle knuckle. I swirled my finger around, reaming her wet hole. She grunted, louder than I hoped. I quickly glanced to Stacey, a smile faintly across her face. 

I turned slightly, glancing over my shoulder at Stacey. Quietly, she had pulled her hem up, slid her hand into her panties, and was pleasuring her body as I played in Kara's hole. My legs squeezed together involuntarily. I turned further, glancing at Stacey. She was licking her lips softly. I pulled my free hand to my lips, index finger up against my mouth. I begged for her to be quiet. I turned back to watch the road, my arm extended into Kara's crotch, reaching down between her legs to finger her cunt, to mash her clit, and make her cum. Several minutes passed as we flew down the highway. Kara absorbed all my fingering, her body reacting as expected. I could hear her breathing change, become shallow, fast. Her hips arched to me, a grunt escaped her lips. Holding firmly against my hand, a quick convulsion followed by small, fast humps against my finger told me she had cum. Her breathing slowed slightly. Turning, she leaned toward my seat, her hands reaching between my legs. She pumped my shaft firmly, quietly. She did not even glance to see if Stacey was awake or asleep. It did not matter to her.

"Get it out," I instructed her quietly. She quickly grabbed my belt, opened my pants, grabbed the zipper, pulled it down, reached into my pants and pulled out my rigid cock. With one movement, she popped her seat belt loose, leaned to me, and engulfed my cock in her hot, pliant mouth. I pushed her head down on my cock, pushing hard to slam my cock deep into her throat. Groaning deeply, I erupted, cum flashing up my cock and exploding into her waiting mouth and throat. Kara growled deep in her chest. I shot rope after rope into her mouth. With each squirt, my eyes slammed shut, causing a little concern while driving 65 mph down the highway. I forced my eyes to stay open. Glancing to my right, Stacey was up, leaning on the seats, trying to watch Kara as she hungrily sucked my balls dry. "Baby," I whispered. She glanced to me, a smile crossed her face. She reached to my cheek, stroking softly. "Oh fuck," I growled deeply as Kara sucked me hard.

Kara pulled off my cock, pulling back to her seat. With a quick movement, she started the seat to a reclining position, forcing Stacey to move over behind me. Cat like, Kara moved toward Stacey, pushing her back in the seat, almost laying down. With her knees on her seat, Kara quickly dropped flat, leaning to the back seat as she pulled Stacey's dress up and ripped down her panties. "Oh shit Daddy," Stacey almost screamed. "She's dribbling your cum on my pussy," she exclaimed. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" Stacey chanted, in a low growling voice. "Yes!" she hissed through clenched teeth. "Daddy, she's sucking my cunt!" breathed Stacey. "Oh God, I'm going to cum!" she continued haltingly. "Jesus fucking Christ," she breathed deeply. "Yes baby, suck me! Suck me hard! Stick your fingers in my wet cunt! Yes!" she hissed.

I reached over Kara, my hand pulling her dress up, sliding my hand underneath her panties, over her ass as I drove down the highway. God, her slit was wet, almost dripping as my fingers probed her body. I reamed her anus, teasing her tightest hole as I listened to Stacey getting closer to her orgasm. My fingers explored Kara's cunt and ass freely, probing each hole, squeezing each globe, pulling hard, driving her into Stacey's cunt. My mind was gone. Only lust filled my thoughts. I grew hard again. Thank god we were minutes away now from the house.

"Yes," screamed Stacy. "I'm cumming Kara! Oh fuck, bite my clit!" she grunted. Kara groaned loudly. Reaching deep between her legs, I felt her fingers as she probed her clit, mashing it back and forth as she sucked Stacey's cunt. Her thighs squeezed together, her body convulsed, involuntarily against her hand and fingers. She had cum as well. 

I pulled along the drive and into the garage quickly. Rigid, I wanted to fuck Kara. I wanted to bury my cock. Closing the garage door, I almost sprinted around the car, holding my pants up with my hand. Opening Kara's door, I pulled her ass upwards, placing her knees on her seat. leaning my chest against the car, I mounted her bare ass, pushing my cock between her crack, sliding the head up and down her wet slit. Kara pushed backwards, tilting her hips upwards, opening her cunt to me. Pushing the head against her opening, I grabbed her hips, pulling softly, firmly back against me. The head popped through her opening. Thrusting back against me, more cock disappeared into her body. I thrust back and forth, pushing more cock into her wet cunt with each thrust forward. I watched as her juices coated my shaft. With each withdrawal, her lips stretched hard to hold my cock in her body. I increased my speed and depth of my thrusts. I became lost in our sex, mind gone, only thinking with my little brain. I wondered what Stacey was doing.

My body pounded against Kara, our flesh slapping loudly, filling the garage with the sounds of sex. We both grunted, groaned, and slammed our bodies together hard. My balls churned, filling my sac with tasty cum. As I slammed forward again, my balls erupted, filling the escape tubes with cum, jettisoning globs of cum into her body. I slammed her harder for several minutes, feeling my cock deflating. I slowed my thrusts, my knees growing weak. I ground my hips against her ass, pulling hard on her hip bones. Closing my eyes, I forced one more squirt of cum into pussy. I stopped thrusting, pulling my body tight against her. I could feel my pulse pounding my temples, my loins, everywhere. "Oh fuck," I growled softly. I pulled back, my limp cock hanging between us. I was sticky, her juices covering my cock and balls.




From Innocence to Lust Ch. 04



"Daddy," whispered Stacey. I glanced to my left. Stacey was on her knees, pulling on my hip softly. Turning, she grabbed my deflated cock, stroking softly, gently. She looked to Kara, her body arched, her ass high, her cunt thrashed, cum and juices leaking, running down her thighs. Stacey leaned to me, licking the head of my dangling cock. Lifting the shaft, the head flopped up and to the side as she moved to suck the sticky shaft, biting gently. Moving her hand back, she flopped my flaccid cock against her mouth, sucking the head between her lips, her teeth grabbing the soft flesh, sucking hard to get any remaining fluids. I growled as she pulled my hips forward, jamming my limp cock completely into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the flesh. I humped her face slowly, gently, pulling my cock part way out, and letting her suck me back in. I watched her face, her eyes closed, lost in her thoughts. She sucked me for several minutes, cleaning my cock of any fluids. I watched intently as Kara moved to sit on the seat. She watched Stacey as well, rolling her nipples firmly between her fingers, pinching the nipples hard on occasion. She fingered her pussy, mashing the clit hard. Her body raced to another orgasm, her face contorting, her breathing growing shallow, fast. She drew her hand to her mouth, sucking each coated finger seductively into her mouth, her lips softly grabbing, pulling her finger deep. As she pulled her fingers out, her lips extended to hold the digit, her cheeks hallowing as she sucked hard. Her eyes flashed at us, she was not done.

Watching Kara cum, we paused long enough for rational thought to return. "House," I whispered. "Let's get into the house," I repeated.

I would say we sauntered, leisurely walking through the kitchen, stopping to get a drink, but the opposite occurred. We threw clothes on the floor, stripping as we headed into the house, passing quickly through the kitchen, rounding the corner, and bounding up the stairs. By now naked, we entered my bedroom, Stacey's mom's bedroom. I figured a contemplative minute was near, but none came. I leaped first to the bed, followed closely by the girls. We were a pile, a mass of naked flesh, biting, nipping, sucking, touching, and probing. I leaned to Stacey, kissing her softly, my tongue extending to explore her mouth. My hands caressed her face tenderly, my lips suctioned her tongue, pulling it into my mouth. I tasted Kara's juices, I tasted something salty. Was that me? I groaned deeply as Kara sucked a hanging ball into her mouth, her tongue washing over the hairy flesh. My deep groan vibrated through my mouth into Stacey. She returned the groan as Kara rolled her hard clit between her fingers, stroking the hard nub firmly, repeatedly, and tugging on the sensitive flesh with her thumb and index fingers. Her middle finger extended, pushed through Stacey's lips, and slid easily, deeply into her wet hole. Stacey exhaled deeply into my mouth with the soft, swift penetration.

Minutes passed, all cognizant thought lost. Kara's mouth sucked first one ball, then the other into her mouth. Slowly, she slid between my legs, her tongue flicking over my sensitive flesh. And she found it! The sensitive skin between my balls and ass. A deep groan erupted from me, my hips pressed down on Kara's mouth. She knew, hesitating as I pressed hard on her mouth, my ass pressing on her nose as well. I reached to spread my cheeks, I wanted her to tongue fuck my ass. I was glad we had showered just in the past several hours. Her tongue reamed my puckered hole. As it passed over my rose bud, I grunted, hips thrusting down on her tongue. "Yes," I whispered. "Fuck my ass Kara," I continued. Eyes closed, I stopped all movement, feeling the sensations pass through me. Stacey dropped down my body, her mouth capturing my rigid cock. Shoving forward, she engulfed my cock. I pulled her head forward roughly, cramming my cock into her face. "Oh fuck," I almost screamed. I wiggled my ass on Kara's mouth, with each movement, shoved more cock into Stacey's face. It would not be long.

I could not breathe. My mind gone, lust controlled all rational thought. The girls got a good rhythm for me, allowing me to thrust my hips, driving cock into Stacey's face, while allowing Kara to lick my ass, pushing her tongue hard into my tight ring. Grunting, I exploded again, sending globs of cum up my rigid shaft, erupting into Stacey's mouth. She sucked me hard, swallowing each spurt, grinding her face down hard on my shaft. Pulling her head hard, I mashed my cock completely down her throat. She gagged, but I kept pushing hard. She bit down on my cock, causing me to flinch. "Suck me sweetie," I whispered, releasing her head. She pulled back, licked the head, and jammed me deep again. I reached over her, sliding my hand down her crack, pushing my fingers into her wet slit, finding her wet hole, and pushing my fingertips into her wet cunt. She growled deep in her body. Growing very sensitive, I pushed her off my cock, moving off Kara's face. 

Standing, I watched as Stacey stretched out on Kara, her body melding to Kara, their tits mashing softly. Stacey's tongue extended, licking Kara's neck, sucking on her ear lobe as she ground her body on Kara. Her leg parted Kara's thighs, sliding down between the flesh. She humped Kara, her thigh pressing firmly on Kara's mound, grinding, pushing against her sex. Kara's sex humped upwards, legs splaying, opening her sex, grinding it against Stacey's thigh. Stacey's hands were busy, grabbing Kara's firm tits, rolling the nipple firmly, pinching the hard flesh. Leaning to her, Stacey grabbed the hard nipple between her teeth, biting down softly. Her tongue flicked quickly back and forth over the taut nipple. Kara arched her shoulder, pushing her tit flesh into Stacey's mouth. With each nip of the flesh, Kara grunted, her breathing labored. "Stacey, make me cum," grunted Kara. "Please," whimpered Kara.

Moving quickly, Stacey turned her body into the opposite direction, facing Kara's crotch. Stacey raised her leg, rolled over and placed her cunt directly on Kara's mouth. "Lick me! Lick my hole! Lick my ass!" Stacey commanded. Kara's head lifted, her lips sucking Stacey's clit between her lips. Growling, Stacey dropped, her mouth sucking Kara's flesh into her mouth as well. I fisted my growing cock. I listened, the girls slurping, sucking on each other's bodies. Each humped, rotated, and slammed their cunts against a teasing, waiting mouth. Their grunts, groans, and unintelligible audibles filled the room. I watched, amazed. These loving, caring friends, sharing a lust for each other, for me. I was rigid again. Their bodies thrashed, hips jumped, breathing grew raspy as each approached her own orgasm. 

"Oh fuck," grunted Kara, muffled. Her hips flexed hard, lifted up a foot above the bed, freezing in mid air. Stacey increased her intensity on Kara's clit, her hands pulling her ass cheeks hard, driving her mouth, her tongue deep into Kara's cunt, and back to her clit. "Yes," screamed Kara, her hips lifting, then flopping on the bed, quaking slightly, small humps against Stacey's mouth.

Kara reached her hand into Stacey's crotch. I moved to watch closely. Kara shoved two fingers into Stacey's cunt, completely buried as she sucked her clit into her hungry mouth. Her thumb roamed over Stacey's ass, pressing firmly on her rose. Stacey froze slightly, her hips flexing. In that instant, Kara pushed her thumb firmly, passing through Stacey's tight ring, driving her thumb completely into Stacey's ass. "Shit," screamed Stacey, humping down on Kara's mouth, grinding her mound, her clit firmly against her. "Fuck me hard," grunted Stacy. I could see her body melt as she exploded into orgasm. Grunting hard, grinding down on Kara's fingers, her mouth, Stacey flooded juices over Kara's face. Kara sucked hard, thrashing Stacey's clit, holding it firmly in her teeth, thrusting her fingers and thumb out of Stacey's body hard, and repeating. Seconds passed, Kara slowed her thrusts, pulling her mouth off Stacey's clit. They lay silently for a couple minutes, allowing breathing to regain its normalcy. Softly, gently, their hands roamed over each wet slit, fingertips penetrating, teasing, stroking an engorged clit. I could hardly breathe myself, watching these young females, their bodies ready for my big cock.

"Stacey, I want you," I instructed, fisting my cock in her direction. "Doggy style," I continued. "I may fuck your ass, Baby," I whispered, moving behind her as she positioned her body at the edge of the bed.



From Innocence to Lust Ch. 05



I had been waiting for this. I had been setting the stage for just this opportunity. Now it was here. My baby, her magnificent body was mine. Her best friend was mine. My cock remained hard. I wanted more.

"Stacey, I want you," I instructed, fisting my cock in her direction. "Doggy style sweetie" I continued. "I may want to fuck your ass too, Baby," I whispered, moving behind her as she positioned her body at the edge of the bed.

I saddled up, pushing my crotch against her ass, wiggling my hips and humping my cock up and down her crack. Pushing on the small of her back, her hips tilted up, her cunt glistened, her lips slick with our mixed juices. I stuck the head of my cock between her lips, pulling it up and pushing it down through her wet gash. Stacey dropped her chest to the bed, leaving her ass high above the bed. I aimed my hard cock toward her open hole, stepped hard to her, pushing several inches into her body. Grabbing her hip bones, I pulled her roughly, pulling her body back onto my penetrating cock. It slid deep, our bodies grinding together as I stroked in and out of her wet cunt.

"God," grunted Stacey. "I love your big cock Daddy," she groaned. "Fuck your baby hard Daddy," she continued. "Slam your body," she said haltingly as I pushed forward, shoving my cock balls deep into her waiting cunt. "against me," she whispered. I fucked her almost violently, pounding her flesh hard, slamming my cock hard, fast and deep into her yielding body.

Kara scrambled upwards, climbing in front of Stacey, pushing her hips down. Stacey lifted her shoulders, her face, diving directly into Kara's cunt as I slammed her forward. Her lips, her teeth latched onto Kara's clit, nipping firmly. Kara's hips lurched upwards, tilting, driving her crotch into Stacey's face as I pulled Stacey back on my rigid cock. I watched as Stacey's fingers grabbed Kara's soaked lips, pulled them wide, exposing her wet clit, her pink flesh, and her gaping hole. I swear it was breathing, opening and closing with the contractions of her muscles. Stacey slid deep into Kara's crotch, her tongue jamming into her wet box as I thrust forward, driving her face hard into Kara's cunt. Kara grabbed Stacey's hair, pulling her hard into her cunt, her teeth gritted, her hips floundering under Stacey's assault. Kara glanced to me, staring into my face. 

"Fuck your baby!" Kara grunted. "Fuck her hard!" she commanded. Her head twisted back and forth, her hips humped as hard as they could into Stacey's face. Her breathing was raspy, gasping for breath. Stacey matched Kara grunt for grunt as I slammed her body, grinding my cock completely in her cunt.

It was time. I pulled back, grabbed my dripping cock, and slid the cock head against her tight ring. Grabbing one hip, I pulled forward, popping the head of my cock into her body. Her muscles clamped around the greased shaft. I hesitated, feeling her muscles contract. As I pushed forward again, Stacey bit down on Kara's clit, causing Kara to yelp. "My ass," gasped Stacey. Pulling back, I thrust forward again, pulling on her hips hard. "Fuck my ass," screamed Stacey into Kara's cunt. Mouth wide open, Stacey sucked a mouthful of lips, clit, and sensitive flesh into her mouth as I slammed forward. My cock slid quickly, completely into Stacey's ass. Her muscles choked my cock, squeezing hard over the flesh, her ring clamped tightly at the base of my cock. We held our positions, feeling my cock deep in her ass. 

Stacey was panting now, losing focus on Kara's cunt. "Fuck me Daddy," Stacey chanted over and over. "Fuck my ass," she repeated. She arched hard, grabbed a handful of blankets, and shoved her ass back against me. She was pumping my cock harder than I was thrusting into her body. I slammed forward, retreated, slammed forward again. My cock slid easily in and out of her ass. Her fingers raked over her clit, her groans, her grunts very audible. 

"Move Kara. Baby, move with Daddy," I commanded. I shoved her forward, rolled to her side with me spooning her. "Now, fuck me Baby," I whispered. I rolled to my back. "Crab walk on my cock," I instructed, remembering a movie segment I had seen where the girl slams her ass hard on a rigid cock. "Yes baby, pound my cock," I whispered as she raised over me, and started slamming my standing cock. Her screams shook the room. Kara jumped between our legs, watching my cock slide quickly in and out of Stacey's ass. Kara leaned forward, sucked Stacey's clit into her mouth. Stacey exploded, her hips arching hard, slamming down, and grinding my cock deep in her ass.

Kara hung on for dear life as Stacey humped my cock with Kara's mouth attached to her clit. Seconds passed, Stacey shuddered, grinding down hard, her body arching, accepting my deep penetration. As she exploded into orgasm, a guttural groan erupted from her, shaking her core. "Oh fuck," she growled, her breath escaping from her body. She collapsed on my, flopping back. Her hips flexed, grinding down on my cock. Kara slowed her assault on Stacey's clit. I could feel her, licking warmly over the exposed sex. "Yes, oh god yes," Stacey whispered as Kara continued to suck her cunt. 

My rigid cock begged to cum as I thrust up slightly into Stacey's ass. "Fuck Kara Daddy! Cum in her ass!" Stacey whispered. Rolling, Stacey pulled off my cock, lying by my side. Kara's hand stroked my rigid cock. She took the same position as Stacey, straddling my waist, aiming my cock into her ass, and slowly lowering her body. The head of my cock popped through the ring as she screamed. Grabbing my knees, she ground down on my cock, shoving more into her ass. Tilting her hips, rising up, she would thrust down, grinding more cock into her body. With the 4th thrust, I was buried. She moved to lean back over me as Stacey had done. Propped on her feet, her hands, our only connection was her ass on my cock. She fucked me with abandon. Our flesh slapped together as she grunted, slamming her hips down, impaling her ass on my rigid cock. 

My balls burned, churning cum for filling her hole. She aggressively fucked my cock, grunting with each thrust, almost screaming with intensity. Every so often, she would grunt harder, her hips would come down harder on my cock. Building quickly, she thrashed my cock with every thrust, chanting almost incoherently as she fucked me hard. Her grunts were unmistakable, her breath escaping with each thrust down, our bodies slapping together. I built quickly, my balls expanding. I returned the thrusts, jumping upwards with my cock, trying to split her body, to shove my cock completely into her ass. With a deep, nut wrenching grunt, my balls exploded, spitting cum up my shaft and deep into her ass. I spasmed, my body quivering with each thrust into her ass. Kara came instantly, driving her body down on my cock. Spurt after spurt erupted from my balls, coating her insides as her ass squeezed every drop of cum out of my deflating cock. Kara flopped on my chest, my shrinking cock pulling out of her ass. With Stacey on one side, I rolled slightly to the other, pushing Kara off me. I lay between the girls. Our hands clasped, our fingers gently caressing each other's fingers. Breathing returned to normal over a short period of time.

I turned to Kara, kissing her forehead. "Night sweetie," I whispered. Turning to Stacey, I moved to kiss her forehead as well. "I love you Baby!" I continued. I snuggled close to her, wrapping an arm over her middle, my hand cupping a breast and pulling her body close. I draped a leg up over her hip, over the mound and down between her legs. Kissing her shoulder, we soon drifted off to sleep. 

I woke, listening quietly. During my sleep, I had turned to my stomach, facing Kara. Darkness surrounded us, but I could hear her breathing. Short, raspy breathing came from her. I could feel her motions, her movement barely noticeable, but her sticky cunt gave away her intentions. She was masturbating. I moved so slowly, lifting my head I moved to suck her nipple between my lips. A soft, pleasurable moan escaped her lips. I slid my hand down her torso, feeling her hand flashing back and forth over her mound. Glancing at her in the dim light, she was staring at me in the darkness, her face illuminated only from the bathroom night light. "Daddy" she said very coyly. "Fuck me Daddy," she asked demurely, her fantasy evident. "I want you Daddy," she continued softly. Her voice trailed off, her hips arched under our hands, her thighs opened slightly as her ass lifted up off the bed. With a hard grunt, Kara's orgasm erupted through her body, her hips thrust upwards, arching hard, her hand pushing down between her legs, her fingers dipping between her soaked lips, penetrating her wet hole. I could feel her body, tensed, but relaxing as the orgasm swept through her body. I leaned to her, again sucking the closest nipple between my lips, biting gently on the hardened flesh. Her free hand grabbed the back of my head, pulling me hard on her tit flesh, driving the nipple deep into my mouth. Opening wide, I sucked more flesh into my mouth, my teeth raking over her flesh. A contented growl slowly escaped her lips as I chewed softly on her flesh. She continued to stoke her wet hole as my hand slid back and forth over the clit, rolling it softly, firmly, trying to get another quick orgasm started. Seconds passed, her hips lurched upwards, a small, intense second orgasm ripped through her body. Her legs clamped together, squeezing hard, pressing against our hands.

She leaned to me, biting my shoulder, passions passing through her bite, sucking the captured flesh into her mouth. I could feel the groan deep in her body as I grabbed her other tit, my thumb and finger twisting the nipple hard, pinching the nipple firmly. My cock grew rigid, again.

I pulled off her tit, laying back on the pillow. Softly, quietly, she watched me, her hands slowly caressing her mound, pulling back, her body curling beside me, a contented groan under her breath filled my ears. "Yes," she growled quietly, almost inaudible. She pulled me close, my arm draped by her hanging tit as she arched, moved, and arched again against my body. Moving her face close to me, she licked my ear playfully. "I want to suck your cock Daddy," Kara whispered. "I want to taste you," she continued. "Please Daddy," she whispered in the darkness. She stroked my cock, her nails tracing from my balls up the underside of my shaft as it pointed up my belly.

My cock was rigid. I moved over her, leaning to suck a nipple into my mouth. Standing at the edge of the bed, I pushed her over slightly, almost next to Stacey. I moved up the bed, placed a knee beside her head. I moved over her face, my balls hanging inches above her forehead. My rigid cock bounced happily on her face, her puckered lips kissed my flesh, causing my cock to bounce slightly. I grabbed my cock, aiming it to her lips. Tilting her head, her mouth opened wide. I slid forward slightly, pushing my cock between her lips. Her tongue swirled around the flesh, washing over my sensitive head. I pushed forward hard, driving most of my cock into her mouth and throat. Kara gagged slightly, her hands pushing my hips back away from her face. Her tongue quickly licked her lips, her hands reached around my ass, pulling me forward hard. My cock slipped completely down her throat as her head tilted to accept me. I instinctively reached to her tits, rolling both nipples between my thumb and fingers. I arched my hips harder, pulling back and pushing forward hard. My cock ripped down her throat, opening her mouth wide, reaching deep into her mouth and throat. She pulled my hips forward hard. My balls covered her eyes. I groaned appreciatively!

Her legs pulled up, her feet planted flat on the bed as her knees spread wide. Her pussy was open, begging for my attack. I leaned forward without thinking, my hands sliding under her ass, lifting her crotch upwards, driving my face into her cunt. I grabbed her clit between my teeth, holding it firmly as I slammed my cock down her throat. Her hips lurched upwards, lifting high off the bed as I slurped her wet clit. I shook my head back and forth quickly, never releasing her clit, tugging on the sensitive flesh. I devoured her flesh. I grabbed her labia, spreading them wide. Her clit stood hard, wet, engorged. I stretched out my tongue, flicking the sensitive hood back and forth quickly. Her hips lifted up, trying to capture my tongue. I nipped her clit firmly, tugging it into my mouth as my tongue mashed it against my teeth. She gulped, pulling my cock deep into her mouth. I lay flat on her body, my mouth sucking as much clit and slit into my mouth as I could get. My fingertips slid down her slit, approaching her hole. Movement stopped, she anticipated my penetration. Her hips flexed, legs spreading wider. As my fingers reamed her hole, I pushed two quickly into her body. Her body exploded, a cock filled groan blasting from her throat. I pounded my fingers in and out of her cunt as I sucked her clit in my mouth hard.

All thought lost, I devoured her, slurping wet gash. I jammed my cock hard into her mouth, slamming her orifice with abandon. I thrust my fingers hard into her cunt, buried completely, soaked with her juices. Pulling out, I thrust my thumb deep in her body, coating my thumb with her wetness. Pulling back, I moved to ream her ass with my thumb, moved quickly to shove it deep in her ass. It slid quickly! It slid deep! I hammered her tight hole, thrusting my thumb in and out of her yielding ass as I chewed on her clit. Only lust filled our senses, our bodies craving release. Groans, grunts filled the room. Humping her face, my balls expanded, giving warning I was about to cum. I ground my hips hard on her face, impaling her. Spasms ripped through my body as I jettisoned cum deep into her throat. Spasm after spasm, I coated her mouth and throat. 

As I finished cumming, I pulled my thumb out of her ass, drove it into her cunt. I jammed two fingers in her ass, shoving them deep. Both holes penetrated hard, I flicked her clit, assaulting her flesh hard. Her hips humped hard, her body trembling, convulsing under me. A guttural scream erupted from her, her hips rose a foot off the bed, flexed hard, and exploded into her third orgasm. Her body twitched, flopping down under me. I slowed my penetrations of her cunt and ass. I chewed slowly on her sensitive clit. As her hands pushed me away, I stretched her flesh, literally pulling it from my mouth. Exhausted, I flopped to her side, tracing her lips with my fingers. We tried catching our breath. Slowly, our breathing returned to normal.

I first felt Stacey caressing my back. She was awake, having witnessed my assault on Kara. Her nails raked down my spine, sliding over my butt cheeks, down to my thighs. Several times, her fingers slipped between my cheeks, trailing fire over my hole. I rolled to my stomach, allowing her hands to roam over my back and ass. As she approached my ass, I spread my legs. Stacey moved down between my legs, laying flat on the bed, her hands on my ass, her mouth planting kisses on my backside. Her tongue danced over the flesh. Slowly, with determined purpose, Stacey moved to my crack, her tongue dipping between my cheeks, moving toward my asshole. I loved having my asshole licked, so I anticipated her next move. I lifted my hips, opening my body for her invasion. She planted her lips firmly on my asshole, her tongue licking quickly, pushing against my opening firmly. For the next several minutes, she licked, bit, and licked my ass some more. My body screamed, my cock grew semi rigid under her assault on my backside. I groaned appreciatively.

Her fingers darted deep between my legs, tickling my balls, but moving upwards to find my tight rose bud. Reaching between her legs, she coated her finger with her juices. Moving quickly, she placed her finger at my ass, reaming slowly, deliberately. "Daddy, I am going to fuck your ass," she said distinctly. Slowly, deliberately, she pushed her finger forward. I had never been penetrated, so my body tensed hard, muscles clenching tightly. She moved up over me, one hand pulling my cheek wide, the other pushing firmly on my ass. I titled my hips. My mind exploded as her finger pushed through the first tight muscle. Hesitating, she withdrew, following quickly by pushing forward harder. As she pushed, her finger slid into my body. Lights flashed in my brain. Pain, searing pain filled my thoughts. Suddenly, my ass relaxed, I opened my hips, her finger slid deep. She pumped her finger in my ass. "Oh fuck Daddy," she breathed deeply as she began hammering my ass. "Oh my God! Oh my God!" she repeated several times as she thrust her finger deep in my ass.

"Kara, suck Daddy's cock," instructed Stacey. Kara moved to us, crawled under me, flipped to her back, and sucked my cock down her throat like before. I forced my eyes open, finding her tasty cunt beneath my mouth again. As Stacey started hammering my ass, I dropped down hard on Kara, diving into her cant, thrusting my tongue deep into her hole. Stacey moved to her knees, saddled up against my ass as she drove her finger into my ass. Her free hand reached between us, her fingers finding her clit. She massaged it quickly as she humped against my ass, driving her finger in and out of my ass. Kara sucked my cock deep, a cum receptacle for me to fill here momentarily. I thrashed her hole, moving to bite her clit and tug it into my mouth. 

Stacey grew in intensity. She hammered my backside, her fingers working magic over her clit. As her orgasm approached, her verbiage grew louder, her tirade somewhat incoherent. But the focus was clear. "Fuck Daddy's ass! Your ass is mine!" were the most often repeated lines. God it felt good. I could not have planned it better. My balls expanded, my cock exploded into orgasm as I thrust hard into Kara's mouth. It was mere seconds when both girls convulsed with me, each overwhelmed with their respective orgasms. We writhed, grinding our bodies together, collapsing in a pile on the bed. Stacey was still wild eyed, wanting more. "God Daddy, I fucked your ass," she whispered in my ear. She literally growled. "It was so hot," she grinned at me. "Jesus Daddy, I just fucked you in the ass," she continued.

"Sleep Stacey," I offered. "We're tired!" I pulled the girls close to me, wrapped an arm around each, and tried to sleep. 



From Innocence to Lust



I shut the computer down, and headed for the kitchen. Growing up, owning a small town greasy food restaurant, I could sling hash browns with the best of them. Today's menu included bacon, scrambled eggs and pancakes. I hustled into the kitchen. Within minutes, the ladies were in the kitchen. 

"What's this Honey," inquired Miriam. "You massaged the wrong side of our daughter," she laughed. "And then teased her about it," she continued. Her eyes sparkled as she looked from Stacey to me. "You have to learn the difference between a back, and a pair of boobs, Dad," she said.

"Mom," screamed Stacey. She grinned ear-to-ear. They were pulling my leg, real hard! I turned to look at Stacey. Standing in her radiance, she was a beautiful specimen of female flesh. She had thrown a clean night shirt on after her shower. Her long, lithe legs extended clear to the floor. I admired her body. I glanced back to Miriam. 

"Well, I got on the computer and looked up teenage girls," I started. "They had numerous pictures, with all sizes of boobs. I now realize the difference and promise to try and not make the mistake again," I championed. I stuck my tongue in my cheek with a deliberate movement, rolling it around to make sure both ladies saw me. I grinned at them, returned to making breakfast. I glanced back at Stacey. Her hands were on her lower back, pressing forward, arching backwards hard, stretching her body out. I could see her sex peeking from underneath her night shirt. My eyes glued themselves to the soft cleft of flesh wrapped by her panties. Her lips protruded, fully engorged. My mind lurched, my cock followed. I shook my head back in disbelief. She was absolutely beautiful. Breathing, I swallowed hard, and returned to the pancakes.

"Ok, who's first," I asked as I started pulling food off the skillets, filling plates. 

"Momma is," chimed Stacey. 

Miriam stepped in, took her plate, caressing my ass softly. "Great breakfast hunk," Miriam whispered, winking at me. Off she went to the table.

"Ok Daddy, my turn," Stacey stated as she stepped up beside me at the stove. "Let's see," her voice trailed. Her hand went to my ass, caressing softly. "Great breakfast hunk," she whispered, winking at me. With a quick turn, she was off to the table as well. My mind gone, my thoughts raced to Miriam. Had she seen her daughter caress my ass? Did she get Stacey was playing a game with me? I just enjoyed. Nothing I could do now.

We ate quickly, each talking about the agendas for the day. Miriam was first to head out, having dressed after her shower and before breakfast. Stacey finished, cleared the table, and headed up to her room. I scrambled back to my office. I quickly flashed the screen back to my web page, and looked for Stacey. I saw her step to the bed, grab her clothes, and I made the assumption, get dressed. It was just minutes when she bounded down the stairs. I closed the window as she rounded the corner and entered my office.

"Remember Daddy, we have a half day today. We plan on going to lunch. Be back mid afternoon. Love you!" and she was off. 

I had to do something about the remaining camera available. Too much happened that I did not see. After searching her room, I came up with a plan that gave one more angle of coverage in her room. It had to cover a greater depth of field, but gave me lots more room coverage, from the front of her bed to the bathroom door. I worked quickly to hide the camera, and expand the software coverage available. Now I was excited again. I lusted in my heart as Jimmy Carter had said.

The day went fast. Mid afternoon, Stacey did come back. Kara accompanied her. Small chat abounded. I could not take my eyes off the girls. Kara had a sweater on that formed around her tits. I openly stared at them. I swear she lifted her chest to me several times, only to slide to the side when she caught me staring at them She grinned at me, licking her lips softly. Was she teasing me? I volunteered I needed to finish up some work, they bounded up stairs to entertain themselves. I pulled up my software package again. My new camera angle worked perfectly. I got to see and hear both girls. 

"I love your Daddy," Kara told Stacey. "He is so nice. And God is he sexy," she continued. 

"Kara!" Stacey barked sternly. She grinned. "He's good looking. I can see why mom caught him," she continued.

"I think he stared at my boobs today," laughed Kara. "I sure hope so," she continued. "Makes me feel sexy," she finished. "Does he look at you that way," she asked Stacey.

Stacey looked puzzled. "Kara," she said. "What kind of talk is that? He's my dad," she stated. They both jumped on Stacey's bed, sitting close. "Let's talk about Christmas presents," Stacey said. I turned the video off. Time for me to do some real work. The afternoon passed into early evening quickly. Kara headed out. Miriam returned.

Stacey fixed dinner, consisting of a grilled cheese and soup. It is so easy, quick, and tasty. What else could you ask? We ate, watched a movie, and relaxed for the evening. Miriam headed off to bed early, having missed sleep the night before, leaving me and Stacey alone to watch the end of the movie.

I laid the recliner chair of the sectional back, enjoying the movie. Pausing, getting time to fix some popcorn, Stacey joined me on my end of the sectional. While I fixed the popcorn, Stacey had ran and changed into her night shirt. We ate, jousting for several pieces of popcorn. I could hardly focus on the movie. Her bare leg was pressed against my leg. I could feel the heat generated between us. I dropped my hand to her bare thigh, open palm facing down, fingers lazily tracing her skin, nails raking gently. Over the next half hour, I moved my hand up her thigh, moving my fingers underneath her night shirt. My hand now rested on her hip portion of her pubic region, inches from her covered pussy. My fingers continued their dance, sliding deeper into the inner thigh. My fingertip brushed across her mound, directly over the puffy lips. The electric charge of the act made Stacey jump, roll her hips slightly. No words were spoken. 

I got braver. I slid my finger down the edge of her panties. Stacey's breathing stopped. "Daddy," she whined, reaching to push my hand away. My hand rested on her bare thigh, many inches below her sex. My fingers ached. I wanted to turn and thrust my fingers into her sex, to fuck her wet hole. God I wanted her. She laid her head on my shoulder. I caressed the thigh with my fingertips softly. My cock was rigid. My balls ached. The movie mercifully ended. I hugged Stacey, feeling her tits press against my chest. I pulled her close, smelling her hair, caressing her back. I slid my hand down, over her ass softly, pulling her close against my crotch. An eternity passed. She had to feel my rigid cock. "Night Daddy," she said, kissed me on the mouth. She hesitated, looking into my eyes. A second later, she bounded up the stairs. I reached to adjust my fucking hard cock.

Taking a deep breath, I quickly went to my office. Within seconds, I had my web site pulled up, and was watching Stacey get ready for bed. A quick brush of the teeth, a brush through the hair, and she walked slowly into her room from the bathroom. Stopping, she turned to look at herself in front of her full length mirror. Standing tall, hands on hips, she stood for a few seconds. Surprising me, she raised her night shirt, grabbed the waist of her panties, and bent, pulling them off. She threw them on her chair. Pulling the covers back, she jumped to the bed, bouncing, shifting her body over to the middle, lying flat on the bed. I was just seconds from heaven. Please God my mind screamed. Let me watch her.

She did not disappoint me. Her knees pulled up, her heels pressed almost together. Her hand slid over her chest, massaging her tit. I could see her vividly, rolling the nipple, pinching softly, tugging on her nipple through her night shirt. My cock jumped to extremely rigid. Her hand slid slowly down her torso, her knees spread wide. I had a perfect view of her beautiful cunt. My breath quickened. I groaned, my mind taking me deep between her legs. I could not breathe. Holy fuck it was beautiful. Stacey rubbed her mound, rolling her fingers around over the taunt flesh. Slowly, her fingers dipped down over her mound. Her middle finger slipped between her lips, disappearing, wrapped softly in her velvet lips. Her index and 4th finger closed over the lips, pushing her lips down over her middle finger. Her middle finger moved quickly, back and forth over her clit. I could see now, her finger spread first one lip, then the other as she mashed her hard nub back and forth. She groaned deeply, her mouth hanging open, head thrown back. Her hips tilted up to meet the intruding finger, wanting more. She slid her hand completely between her legs, her middle finger dipped deep into her cunt. She gasped as she thrust the long, slim finger into her wet hole. A deep, guttural groan emanated from her as she pulled a glistening finger out of her wet hole. Moving quickly back, she again began assaulting her clit. Seconds passed, I stroked my rigid cock hard, fisting the raging piece of meat. I licked my lips, wanting to taste her sweet pussy. She glanced at the door, hesitating, stopping all movement. Rolling, she turned off the light.

"God damn it," I cursed out loud. Was she still masturbating? I listened in the darkness.

"Mmmmm, yes, right there," was very audible in the darkness. "Oh yes," Stacey groaned. My mind gave me pictures. "Oh fuck," filled the audio. "Yes," hissed Stacey. I was on the verge of cumming. I wanted my daughter. I pictured my cock at her wet hole, its head slipping into her soft lips, pushing against the hole, sliding slowly, popping through into her velvet softness, her wetness coating my rigid cock. I was hammering my cock, leaning back, watching a dark screen. "No Daddy," whispered Stacey. I came to attention. Did I hear what I thought I heard? You could hear a pin drop in my office. Was she fantasizing about me? Quiet! Be still brain! No movement. I listened hard. Then, so softly, but so loud in my brain. "Oh god Daddy! Don't! No!" Stacey whispered. "Oh fuck," she whispered loudly, grunting hard. I blew my wad, shooting streams of cum, blasting hard, cumming. I groaned loudly, pumping my cock, squeezing every drop of cum up my shaft, spitting into my hand. I quivered, my body shaking. I had to have her. God I needed to fuck her!