0 comments/ 114276 views/ 15 favorites Ginger & Her Daddy Become Friends By: gonzi2 My wife Ginny had given birth to our little girl who because of her wonderful red hair soon became nicknamed Ginger. But soon after my wife left me for an older man, a millionaire. I couldn’t compete with my cuckolding wife’s new guy. I wanted to keep Ginger with me but the father never gets custody unless the mother can be proved to be unfit. Worse still the old rich guy used his money to stop me even having visiting rights. I still loved Ginny with her red flowing hair she was the only woman for me. I was devastated, my two girls going in one go. I worked hard and eventually managed to build up a worldwide Corperation. My empire was so huge I managed to undercut my wife’s seducer’s company and have him declared bankrupt. He died of old age soon after and I tried to find my ex wife Ginny and my girl Ginger. It took me two years using an army of private detectives to locate them. But it was too late to help Ginny she’d been forced by her old seducer to become his firms prostitute. She’d been used to secure deals for his firm by being forced to have unprotected sex with his clients. When I found her she was in the last stages of dieing from aids. She told Ginger, now a picture image of her mother she was to live with me her father. Ginny died two weeks later and Ginger moved into my palatial mansion in England. I explained why I’d never been to see her and was horrified when she told me the old man had informed her I just wasn’t interested in her. Ginger kissed me and promised me she’d make it up to me somehow. I was sixty-eight by then old enough to have been her granddad instead of her father. Would the fact that me her father was a much older man upset my eighteen-year-old daughter I wondered? My girl was so much like her mother I found myself calling her Ginny sometimes and she’d laugh and then give me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Soon we were so used to each other she’d sometimes walk around with little clothes on. There were many handsome local boys who were taken by her fantastic looks but she refused to date any of them. When I asked Ginger why, she kissed me and said, “My heart belongs to daddy!” We’d both swim in my inside swimming pool with my Daughter wearing just a string bikini that left nothing to the imagination. She was my daughter so I realized I must control myself. Probably if I’d seen her grow through all her little girl stages I’d now not be so attracted by her fantastic figure. But I dreamed of Gingers long red hair and perfect form, exactly as her mother looked as we’d conceived her. One night when Ginger kissed me goodnight she playfully ‘pretend’ flirted with me. She was dressed only in a tiny thong with a tantalizingly almost sheer front panel. Out of the sides I could see a few strands of ginger pussy hair. On her top she wore a cut down T-shirt, showing the diamond belly button stud I’d bought her for her eighteenth birthday two days before. Her boobs like her mothers were E cup and firm so held the T-shirt open and I could almost but not quite see her young firm tits. Like her mother she had a thing for high stiletto heels that were frankly incongruous with the rest of her outfit. Ginger said goodnight and started to walk sensually up the winding open staircase to her room next to mine. As she did so her naked buttocks and hips rolled like a fifties film star. I was sweating and as she got higher I glimpsed the underside of her breasts beneath her T-shirt. I couldn’t quite see her nipples and was scared to move my position in case she caught me. To my amazement Ginger turned and gave me a smile that was more a come on for a lover than a chaste one for her father and also gave me a teasingly slow wink. In a second she’d gone and my cock was hard as steel. This was disgusting leching after my own teenage daughter. It was late and as I past Gingers bedroom door I noticed it was ajar. I heard the in suite shower stop and got a glimpse of my baby naked from the back. She lifted her arms as she pinned her hair up. Then she was gone to sleep naked beneath her sheets in the four-poster bed. I stripped and took my own shower but nothing would make me forget ginger’s body and thus my hard on refused to subside. I tried to sleep but my stiff cock wouldn’t let me. I needed relief and jacked my cock a few times but I knew I had to see my girl naked somehow. Though I tried to persuade myself this was wrong the devil in my loins demanded satisfaction. Almost against my will I got up and peeked through Gingers still open door. My beautiful angel lay face down with just her bum covered by the sheet. She was so lovely I had to see more. Still naked myself with my enlarged member standing hard against my belly button I stared in amazement at her long red hair tumbling down her lithe bare back. I couldn’t stand it anymore and pulled against the sheet, lifting it away from her flesh ensuring that it wouldn’t wake her. Slowly I removed it until I could see her full back view naked for the first time. Her legs were splayed a bit so getting into position I looked between her exquisite long slim freckled thighs. From the moonlight streaming through the half open door I glimpsed with a sharp intake of breath her pussy for the first time. Protruding between that very feminine pair of freckly upper thighs. There was some ginger hair on her mons but her cunt was completely shaved. I could see her labia white with reddish freckles, a sexually beautiful slit. My cock was throbbing so I daren’t touch it, as pre cum was already dripping from its tip. As I moved round the bed appreciating every inch of her wonderful body, I was just level with her face when she moved. If she woke now she’d surly see my sixty-eight year old hard cock and leave my household for good. I stayed stock still as she turned completely over her eyes seemingly opened, (was I caught?) but no it seemed not, she closed them immediately and lay on her back. I couldn’t believe my eyes she’d settled down with her legs akimbo. I could see her massive breasts only slightly flattened by her prone position and surrounded with sexy freckles. I had to see every part of her pussy but was frightened about being discovered so got behind the antique screen. I was now in a position to examine her genitals properly. Her outer labia were swollen and her inner lips pushing through them and opening like a pink flower. Her vagina gaped open and twitched before my eyes as her clitoris emerged from its hood. My cock tried to persuade me to mount and fuck this wonderful girl but my mind told me it would be rape and incest so I held back! It was good that I did as a second later she put on the bedside lamp and got off the bed. Had my girl Ginger spotted me a much older man, her sixty eight year old father fifty years her senior spying on her? It didn’t appear so because to my amazement instead of going into the in suite bathroom she pulled out the old-fashioned chamber pot from under the bed. She didn’t sit fully on it as is traditional but placing it a few inches from my hiding place behind the screen and squatted down. The table lamp fully illuminated her cunt from the back and my cock only inches away cried to penetrate her now sticky hole. But soon she started to dribble pee, until a tolerant shot into the pot. It was so hard some bounced off all over my cock and her hot liquid made me Ejaculate. Some spurts landing on her pussy and ran down into her gaping vagina. Taking some tissue Ginger wiped her slit and lay back on the bed. Her tuft of ginger hair on her mons was quite exquisite and her freckled pussy lips spread wide. Soon she plunged her fingers into her hole and was rubbing her blood-engorged clit with her thumb. She was masturbating in a perfect position for me her sixty eight year old father to see her do it! She couldn’t have showed me much more of her spread open cunt if she’d meant to. By then she was groaning and squealing with pleasure, rubbing her nipples with her other hand and really going for it. This was so erotic for the first time in years my cock had recovered in seconds and was hard again! I pumped it vigorously with my fist in rhythm with her frantic sexual movements. She seemed about to cum then moved nearer my screen till her swollen genitalia was only inches away. Her legs pulled back until they touched her shoulders, presenting her fully open vagina only inches from my stiff rod. She seemed near to cumming but slowed almost as if she was waiting for her own father, fully fifty years her senior to cum with her! I grunted as my sperm started to move up my shaft and my cock head accidentally penetrated the gap in the screen. Coincidently at that same moment she started to cum hard shaking like she was having a fit. With both hands she opened her vagina and my first three spurts of sperm went directly into her hole. The rest splattered over her tummy and tits, she was shaking so much obviously having constant orgasms or she’d have surely noticed her own father’s sixty eight year old cock spurting its sperm inside her unprotected hole. The next morning at breakfast I inquired whether she was on the pill. She laughed and said, “Of course not and I’m at my most fertile now! I told you I only love much older men, ----- like you Daddy!” Ginger & Her Daddy Become Friends Ch. 02 Ginger my eighteen-year-old daughter looked so much like my now dead wife Ginny I sometimes called her by her mother’s name. A few days before I’d spied on her and got myself into a compromising position. But this was taboo, despite me not seeing her grow up as my wife had left me for a rich elderly man when Ginger was a baby. I’d come to my senses and resolved not to get sexually involved with her ever again but as she strolled around the house in very little it was so difficult. Surely Ginger wouldn’t flaunt her body in front of her sixty eight year old father fifty years her senior would she? No of course not, it was all in my imagination, she probably just didn’t realize how turned on her near naked body made me! One day Ginger invited her best friend Jenny to come round for a sleep over. They giggled and both wore little as they walked around, Jenny had tiny tight hot pants and a tube top, while ginger just skimpy panties and a half cup bra. Although I was fifty years older than both girls their young lithe bodies excited me so much! Jenny was a beautiful blond and not related to me but despite this it was Ginger that I desired. Was I a pervert lusting for my own daughter, or was it her striking resemblance to my now deceased wife that was the attraction? Eventually the two teenagers went up to bed showering together, squealing like thirteen year olds. As usual Gingers door had been left ajar and by positioning the hall mirror I could be a voyeur again! Jenny exited the shower first and I noted she wasn’t a true blond as her hairy bush was dark brown. Jenny’s figure was on the chubby side with small perfectly formed C cup tits. But Gingers body was absolutely perfect her E cup boobs contrasting with her slim film star hips and long freckled sexy legs. The girls got into bed and from my bedroom next door I could hear them talking. Jenny was telling Ginger about all the boys she’d dated and fucked. She couldn’t believe my daughter wasn’t playing the field as well! I heard Ginger reply in a load almost shouting voice, “Oh I prefer older men I can’t stand boys.” “Really?” Jenny queried, do you mean thirty year olds?” “No silly,” Ginger replied I like my men to be much older than that; my dad’s age is perfect!” “Would you fuck your old dad?” Jenny asked incredulously. “Well,” Ginger said with a note of excitement in her voice, “I might, but he’d have to make the first move!” My cock became painfully rigid hearing my girl child say this! “Your awful, Ginger!” Jenny said giggling, “but he’s rather sexy for an old man I’ve got to say, I noticed him looking at my bum earlier! Shall we tease him tomorrow by walking around nude?” “No that’s going to far,” Ginger, replied, “I don’t wear much now and I enjoy his embarrassment, especially if I can get his cock hard besides that I’m still a virgin!” my daughter said, “perhaps I’ll let a very old man break me in before I pick myself a young guy to marry! “You’re terrible Ginger, wanting to fuck a man who’s nearly seventy and your own father to boot!” Jenny exclaimed. “Perhaps I should fuck your dad myself and see if it feels different with his old cock shooting sperm into my pussy?” There was a lot of giggling and conspiratorial whispering then I heard no more. The next day they did tease me both walking around in thongs and little lacy almost see through bras. I was happy with this but they sure made me Horney. After Jenny went home Ginger continued the teasing until I’d lost my resolve and needed to see her entire body again. I watched Ginger leave her shower through my mirror. I couldn’t believe my luck when she sat on a chair facing the semi open door. Better was to come as she had a bowl of water and a lady shaver. As she scraped the tiny ginger hairs from her long freckled legs I had a perfect view of her pussy slit opening and closing with each movement. She couldn’t see my reflection in the mirror and be putting on a special show for my eyes only could she? No not my virgin daughter surly! However I was already hard from this wonderful voyeuristic experience and almost came when she started shaving the hair from her labia and mons. Soon all the wonderful red hair was gone and her freckled pussy looked so sexy and inviting. Within seconds she’d climbed onto the four-poster bed and covered her body with the thin sheet. As it was mid summer no other covering was needed. I went to bed as the show was over for the night but was unable to settle. I tossed and turned but all the teasing had done the work of making me ultra Horney. I tried to resist my urges but my stiff cock dragged me into her presence once more. I couldn’t resist seeing her perfect body again close up covered by those freckles that emphasized her perfection rather than distracting from it. I’d taken the precaution this time of wearing my short robe to cover my ever-present erection. At least if she woke I could pretend I was just tucking her in, or that was the plan. On the bedside table I saw something that made me think, a packet of birth control pills. Checking them I noted half were missing, why was she using them if she’d not been having sex I wondered? Perhaps she was planning to loose her virginity soon, no not my little girl I couldn’t bear another man to have her. Ginger was obviously fast asleep as her shallow breathing proved. She looked many years younger lying there so relaxed on her back. I just couldn’t resist it I had to see her body just one more time before I lost her to another rampant male. I was in luck without my help as she moved and the thin sheet slipped from her body. I drew in breath; she was perfection, completely shaved now, her pussy shiny from the soothing oil she’d applied after shaving. I almost died from excitement as I watched her legs opening wide to giving me an uninterrupted view of her cunt. Her body was so wonderful with my cock hard I’d lost any inhibitions I had. I wanted to feel, to touch my girl. Could I stroke and fondle her breasts, that would be sneaky I knew but I couldn’t resist her beauty. With my hands shaking I reached for her boobs and lightly brushed their soft pliable flesh. She was still, so I lightly rubbed both nipples between my fingers. Ginger seemed to be having a sexy dream fuelled no doubt by my administrations. Her eyes flickered open for a moment; did she realize it was her old father fondling her big boobs? Was that a brief smile of recognition, or just a manifestation of her lust? I was scared that Ginger had caught me in my perverted sexual acts! She said nothing, which confused me. Ever so slowly her eyelids closed, she sighed, and automatically it seemed opened her legs wider still and back in a way that allowed full access to her vagina. Probably with my help she’d been dreaming of sex with her prince. Moving to the foot of the bed I marvelled at the perfection of her smooth pussy. Her labia were just a slit and with not a hair on her mons her pussy looked delicious, perfect as the eighteen-year-old woman she’d become. My girl was without doubt Horney and wet, little droplets running from her hole in preparation for full penetration for the first time! Nothing could stop me touching her smooth cunt; I just knew I had to, I couldn’t resist her perfect body. With one hand I stroked her outer labia and as before watched with amazement as her inner lips pushed through and opened like pink petals at my touch. Rubbing these soft inner labia made my child open her hole even more. I shrugged of my robe, slowly jacking my painfully hard knob with one hand and pushed one finger inside her now dripping vagina. She was so soft and wet I put a second digit inside my Ginger. Ginger started to move in sympathy with my fingers penetration and withdrawal of my fingers, it was wonderful I could make her dreams so real for her! I was getting close to cumming myself so stopped jacking my cock. Not wanting to give myself away by covering her with cum. I wrapped her soft red hair round my cock; perhaps I could come in her auburn hair or over he massive tits without her noticing? I was weakening, my lust for my own eighteen-year-old daughter was too powerful to resist! She could have been her own mother lying there ready to be impregnated and conceive Ginger herself! Ginger’s clit slowly but surely emerged from its sheath in front of my eyes and I bent to blow warm air onto its pink delicate surface. My girl shivered, so becoming bolder I used the tip of my cock to rub her exposed clit. This was unbelievably erotic Ginger still asleep was responding to my cock’s caresses. Her hips moved towards the end of the bed and she made fucking movements and little mewing sounds even though she was unconscious, or was she? Could it be subconsciously Ginger was getting ready to give up her virginity in her dreams? Pre cum was seeping from my penis and it wouldn’t be long before Ginger came I was sure. I felt sorry for my Ginger and exceptionally randy myself. Dare I go just a little bit further I wondered? In my passion I gave in and pushed the tip of my cock just into the entrance of her soaking hole. God it was out of this world I wanted to thrust into her and take her virginity. No I mustn’t she’s my daughter after all. Then I remembered my girl’s on the pill now so there wasn’t any risk was there? With mounting excitement I pushed my hard cock slowly into ginger’s vagina until I felt the obstruction from her hymen. I knew I must withdraw but before I could Ginger gripped my buttocks with her heels and forced me to stay in her hole. Groaning in ecstasy Ginger was now moving continuously as if she was fucking my sixty eight year old cock for real, wanting my sperm in her sopping cunt. Then amazingly she came hard and her pussy milked my cock with its muscles until I shot my whole load of sperm inside her vagina! It was hard to believe she really was still sleeping as her eyes opened and locked on to mine with a look of lust and passion covering her gorgeous freckly face. But they closed again slowly as if she was only dreaming of being fucked; it looked as if I’d got away with it after all! I withdrew my still hard cock slowly leaving a trail of sperm from her still throbbing cunt! Now my conscience was troubling me. I’d released my full load of virile sperm into my own daughters soaking cunt, who was after all also fifty years my junior. But at least I’d not broken her hymen so technically she was still a virgin! I was also comforted by the knowledge that now she was on the pill she couldn’t get pregnant by me her sixty eight year old father. In the morning Ginger was singing happily as we ate out breakfast. Then Ginger said, “Oh Daddy when you see Jenny’s father down the paper shop will you give him this to pass on to Jenny, she left them here the other night. With that she handed me the packet of birth control pills I’d assumed, wrongly it seemed were Ginger’s. What had I done? Ginger & Her Daddy Become Friends Ch. 03 Ginger my eighteen-year-old daughter inevitably got PMS a few days before every period. I was both pleased for her and sad in some ways for myself when she became irritable this month right on cue. It seemed I hadn't made her pregnant after all; perhaps my sperm didn't have potency anymore. However It wouldn't be fair to have my only girl child get pregnant by me without her knowing and consenting would it? I was confused, twice now I'd used my daughters body for my own lustful purposes. Both times I'd believed her to be asleep, but she'd opened her eyes and looked strait into mine. Then Ginger had smiled as if in recognition before slowly closing her eyelids and resuming her sleep patterns. What was happening? Was she actually awake and pretending to sleep so she could let her own old father share sex acts with her? If that was the case this was consensual and she was just faining sleep to save both of us any embarrassment! Or was she really asleep and seeing me as if in a dream as a young guy she was in love with taking liberties with her body? If that was the case was I indecently assaulting Ginger my own daughter? Twice now I'd lost my cool and instead of looking after her like a parent my steel hard cock had dragged me into looking after Ginger as my lover. I knew in the quiet light of day I was the one entrusted with ensuring my girl was safe from male predators. Yet I'd become one myself, at sixty-eight I should know better. I'd heard men just a few years younger talking, saying once you were over sixty it was impossible to get a hard on. Perhaps for them it was true and I felt sorry for them. But this had not proved so for me, however they hadn't got a stimulant far stronger than any drug like viagra. They'd obviously not got a sexy red headed daughter who pranced around virtually naked and turned her old dad's cock permanently rigid with lust. Now Ginger was irritable again heralding her PMT. Not that she was upset or jumpy with me. No, it was small things like loud music or the kettle taking too long to boil that upset her. On the contrary at this time of the month she became more sexually predatory towards her old dad! Perhaps her female hormones were regretting the fact she'd not conceived this month! That unconsciously her hormones were seeking a male to do just that and I was the only man within range? I knew I should encourage her to get a steady boyfriend; there were so many admirers that offered to take her on dates. She'd go out with lots of handsome guys, but always came back in a temper and refused to see them a second time. No matter how many boxes of chocolates or bunches of flowers they sent her she wasn't interested. They phoned to try to talk her round but in all cases she rejected their pleas for another meeting. She'd get into a temper as only a fiery red head could and shout down the phone to them. Her voice being so loud, I couldn't help hearing her side of the conversation. It was always the same theme; she'd rant at them for being all hands accusing them of trying it on all the time. That they'd virtually raped her and would have done so if she hadn't fought them off! That she didn't need them or their sports cars and huge ego's. Also each time she added something about her old dad being all the male company she wanted and they could get lost. I felt sorry for these slips of boys, after all Ginger my daughter dressed extremely provocatively. Either wearing low cut bras on none at all, barely covered by semi see-through blouses. With her huge E cup breasts this made strong signals of availability to inexperienced suitors. But it was those five-inch stilettos she habitually wore in common with my now dead wife her mother had done before her that indicated tart to these unsophisticated lads. Black fishnet stockings enveloping her long legs, held up with suspenders under her micro mini skirts that strengthened their impression of her as an 'easy woman!' With Gingers legs already almost up to her armpits emphasized by the over high heels, no wonder the guys thought they were onto a sure thing. Furthermore the ease they enticed her back to their flats gave a 'sexually willing female' message to there unsophisticated drink emboldened young male brains. The fact that she went to their lairs so easily after dirty dancing with them. That this was also after making out with them so outrageously in public that confirmed their opinion that fucking her was definitely on! When they were rebuffed they were confused perhaps thinking it was the wrong time of the month for her. Was it this conviction that in a week's time they'd be plunging their cocks inside her vagina that spurred them on? They pleaded with her on the phone and showered her with gifts, text messages and explicit pleading E-mails but to no avail. What made my girl such an enigma? She was a flirt, dressed like an easy lay but didn't want to have sex with the shallow youths she'd driven to sexual distraction! Yet she seemed unaware that by teasing me, wearing practically nothing around the house she was in as much danger of impregnation as with the boys she'd spurned. Did she trust her old father? Or was it she believed at my age my sperm would be impotent so safe for her. Did she really like old men like me and want me to break her in like I'd overheard her confess to her mate? Ginger was irritable again her PNT kicking in hard now. The rest of the month she'd wear robes around the house but now she abandoned them altogether. This morning she only had on a tiny wispy thin string thong and a boob tube that emphasized her huge tits. Her long hard nipples showing provocatively through the spandex material as her tits bounced with every movement. She chided the toaster for being reluctant to give her toast, bending over with her freckled bum only inches from my face. Wispy strands of red hair were escaping from the little strip of material that had no chance of containing it. As I tried to look away my eyes were drawn back as her labia escaped from their containment and enveloped the tiny string of her thong. As near as dam it her pussy was naked before my eyes. Immediately my cock was rock hard again and the head pushed out of my night shorts waist. Quickly I held my hands over my embarrassing member and shuffled awkwardly to the toilet. I heard her shower going, her cursing the water for first being too hot then too cold. Within minutes she'd left for collage and I was able to cool my ardour and go to the shops to buy the ingredients to prepare a meal for us tonight. I heard Ginger return, cursing at the bus service the front door and life in general. But she kissed me throwing her arms round me as if I was her rock that she relied on. After few hours of TV I was ready for bed but Ginger had other ideas. "Daddy," she said coyly, "I've got a date at the weekend and can't decide what undies to wear, will you help me?" "Of course, Ginger." I replied expecting her to hold up underclothes for me to give an opinion on. However this wasn't what she had in mind at all. She pirouetted in front of me her old father in a minimal sized thong and half cup bra. Wearing her five-inch stiletto heeled shoes her long bare legs reminded me of Ginny her mother. I'd never got over my love and lust for my wife despite her leaving me for that rich old man and taking my baby Ginger with her. Ginger wasn't just like my only love; with the passage of time she'd metamorphosed into her own mother in my old brain! My daughter as if realizing my mind was wandering shocked me back to full attention. Standing only inches in front of me she whipped of the undies set she'd been showing me and stood naked before me in just her five-inch heels. Putting one foot onto the arm of the couch I was sitting on her slit was right before my eyes. Her mons was again covered with a layer of thin red hairs but her pussy was still smooth. She lifted one leg to pull on another tiny thong and in doing so her pussy split open displaying to me her vagina and clitoris. Her huge freckled breasts swung around as she bent to pull on the red thong and bounced as she supported their E cup's weight as she fastened a minimal front fixing platform bra. The bra wasn't one that covered her tits, her long red nipples stuck out above the platform that the garment was in reality. If possible they made Ginger's boobs look even bigger and more alluring. She twirled again; the thong had disappeared into her cracks completely, only the waist string confirmed she wasn't nude. My cock was so stiff I felt if there was anymore visual stimulation I'd cum in my pants just from my lust for my daughter, come wife look-alike. Ginger stripped naked again this time kneeling nude on the couch I was sitting on. Bending down to the floor to get yet another undies set her naked bum was right in my face. In front of my incredulous bulging eyes I glimpsed her puckered anus and her long freckled slit! My god she was so beautiful so sexy! Then as she moved back she slipped and sat her naked bum directly onto my hard cock. She wiggled a bit not acknowledging my discomfort, innocently asking me what I thought of her new undies. A small amount of cum issued from my cockhead, but by bracing my muscle's I managed to stop myself fully ejaculating. I told Ginger that the least revelling of her undies set was the best and watched as she removed the last ones and wiggled naked apart from her high stiletto's up to her bedroom! With images of my naked daughter imprinted in my mind I tried to get off to sleep but I tossed and turned unable to stop lusting for my sexy Ginger. My cock was painfully hard thinking of my girl, I should have taken my relief by jacking myself off but to my shame that wasn't what I did. My longing for my child completely overcame me and I walked naked and rampant into my daughter Ginger's room. I couldn't believe it my lovely girl was laying on her front without covers, her bum and slim back naked to my lustful gaze! Not only that but she'd left the lights on full, it seemed she'd being reading a magazine and just fallen asleep while doing it. I picked the magazine off of the floor near her hanging hand. My god, this was a porn mag called old versus young! The first section showed girls of about eighteen to twenty having full sex with men in there Fifties, Sixties and even Seventies! The second half of the mag showed boys in their early twenties fucking much older women. The women were captioned as being in their late forties, fifties or sixties. But the ages may have been hyped up as the women looked far too sexy to be the maturity they were depicted as being. I scanned the stories that the pictures were supposed to illustrate and the one that the mag had been creased open at gave me a start. This was about an eighteen-year-old girl seducing her seventy-year-old father! Was Ginger imagining she was the girl being fucked by me, of shagging her old father's cock? Quietly I walked back to the foot of the bed my cock excited by her fantastic bum. Her flesh was lightly tanned except for a tiny strip of white where her string bikini had entered her cracks and surrounded her waist! The light covering of freckles complimenting her waist length auburn hair reminding me even more of her mother! Ginger groaned and shifted her position parting her legs slightly and giving me a glimpse of heaven between her plump thighs. Carefully I leaned forward until my lips were only inches from her pussy. She was damp down there, her juices seeping from her vagina. I knew I mustn't but I couldn't help myself leaning forward and licking her female juices from her cunt. She didn't move so I licked her labia again, dipping my tongue between the slit until it entered her hole. She moaned softly and opened her legs wider. Now I could see her puckered anus, wanting every part of her body I licked her bum hole. She'd obviously showered, as her second hole tasted of shampoo. She groaned as if she was enjoying these administrations so I kept it u for several minutes. Actually managing to force my tongue slightly inside her anus. Ginger was it seems having a wet dream and started to turn over. I leapt back so as not to be detected but her sleeping eyes opened and held mine before smiling enigmatically then closed them again breathing hard as if in the deepest of sleeps! Now she was on her back, legs flayed out showing all she'd got to my eager gaze. I was about to kiss her pussy again when her hand moved between her legs. Slowly but surely her fingers reached her clit and she stated to play with it. Diddling the tiny nub until it exited its sheath and grew to about an inch long and as fat as a cherry! I watched spell bound as she played with this tiny penis like clit, her legs were moving in rhythm to her girls cock. It was wonderfully erotic but I could wait no longer and dived forward to eat her out. My tongue unable to keep still moved relentlessly on her pussy, slithering along her outer labia devouring her inner pink lips trying my utmost to swallow her vulva. I felt her cum and heard a little yelp of pleasure from my little girl. I was eating her slimy cunt trying to devour her genitals. Licking her clit and her mons with its sparse covering of red hairs. Now she was cumming over and over, continuously spasming on my lips and tongue. I loved my girl not only as my daughter but also as my young lover. Gingers eyes flicked open and met mine once more but closed again just as fast without showing recognition. My cock was seeping pre cum now and needed attention. I knew my hard cock wanted to fuck his own daughter's cunt and give her his baby. But I controlled his urges this time at least. He must get relief though or he'd make me penetrate her vagina before shooting his load of sperm. I had an idea and changed positions until I could get my cockhead into her slightly open mouth. Laying above her and supporting myself with my arms we were in the sixty-nine position but with only our mouths touching the other's genitals. Ginger was still cumming as I ate her pussy and licked her swollen clitoris over and over again. Gingers cunt was so wet my mouth was getting full of her woman's cum and had to swallow it. It tasted like the sweetest nectar on earth and I used my tongue to excavate more from her vaginal orifice. Ginger was shaking uncontrollably now, as my tongue was bringing her off over and over again. Without warning Ginger rolled me over and was now on top of me. Was she still asleep and reacting automatically to the naked stimulus of man on her woman's body? Or was she wide-awake and sucking my cock knowingly? I didn't care, my lips and mouth were pressed down by Gingers smooth sticky cunt and she was using them to masturbate to an even higher series of orgasmic explosions! At the same time she'd taken the whole length of my cock into her mouth so deep it entered her throat. She was gagging on my stiff penis and mewing softly at the same time. It was so erotic I couldn't hold on any longer and spurted my spunk right down her throat. She gagged again and spat my cock out until she held it on her tongue. But she didn't let up; she sucked and licked my cockhead until I came again in her mouth. Simultaneously her vulva contracted and spat her female cum into my open imprisoned mouth! She was squealing in the throws of one gigantic orgasm after another forcing her two sets of labia down onto me in a fucking motion. Her arms and legs were thrashing around in her explosive passion she was unstoppable. Now she rolled over again, biting my cock still imprisoned within her mouth, it hurt but in a sexual way. Her hands forcing my head down onto her still twitching cunt and her eyes met mine in real love then closed. Eventually after she'd come over and over she relaxed and was gently snoring so I was able to raise myself and leave this princesses bedroom. At breakfast the next morning Ginger said, "Dad you'll never guess what a lovely dream I had last night. You were in it but I daren't tell you what we did to each other or you'd be too shocked!" She gave me a conspiratorial wink and a big smile. So I still don't know if she was awake or having sex with me in her dreams!