8 comments/ 101359 views/ 10 favorites Snowfall by a Fire Ch. 01 By: UpstateNewYorker Thump...thump...thump... The knocking seemed a bit hurried, almost incessant. I got up from the sofa where I had been nursing a scotch on the rocks, soaking in the warmth of the fireplace in my apartment, with the drapes to the sliding doors of the patio pulled aside to show the picturesque falling of snow into the woods behind the building. "Damn" I thought to myself, "who could be knocking at 10 PM, in this heavy snowfall?" I cinched my robe a bit tighter, and padded to the door, peering through the peephole to see who it was. There stood my daughter, the snowflakes that settled on her head melting into tiny droplets, giving her hair a pleasant, magical quality. I wondered what had brought her out in this weather as I hastily undid the deadbolt, and opened the door for her. "Alex...what on earth are you doing out in this snowstorm?" Alexandra, or Alex for short, is my 26 year old daughter...very much daddy's little girl. She's the youngest of the brood, and when her mom and I divorced, was the only one to really try to stay in touch, never failing to call at least every week to see how I was, or to just chat about nothing in particular. I wouldn't say that she's a knockout, but she definitely has good looks, a nicely proportioned body, and soft full hips that give a natural *come get me* wiggle when she walks. Definitely a catch for some lucky man, if she ever decided to settle down. As it is, that's the one thing we never talk about...her life is her own, and I respect that, as she respects my privacy as well. She doesn't pry into what happened between her mom and me. We're so much more a pair of good, close friends than we are a dad and daughter. "Well..." she started, "me and Paul called it quits a few days ago, and I so didn't feel like being in an empty apartment on a beautiful night like this. So I figured we could enjoy the snowfall together, and talk a bit." I nodded and smiled, taking her into my arms for a welcoming hug, and placing a kiss on her forehead. "Well, far be it for me to turn away my little lady. Come on in, and take that wet coat off. You can hang it on the back of the chair by the fireplace to dry out." She nodded and made herself at home, as she's done on many other visits, taking her coat off, kicking off her boots, and settling down on the floor with her sock-covered feet towards the fire for warmth. She leaned back on her elbows and sighed comfortably. The firelight danced off her sweater, one of those overly large affairs with the large turtle styled collars, which even when she was reclined back as she was, managed to dampen the look of her chest to just smallish mounds. The only hint to her curves was her jeans, which were snug to her legs and hips, helping to firm up her already attractive rump, and sculpting her rear thighs perfectly. I caught myself drinking in the picture of her relaxing...so much a woman, my little girl. I swallowed hard and went back to the sofa, picking up my scotch and trying to push the picture out of my head. She turned as she heard the clinking of the ice cubes in my drink, offering me a smile as the shoulder length auburn hair spilled on her shoulders in soft waves. "Lemme guess" she said, "single malt, on the rocks?" I chuckled softly and nodded, and she rolled over onto her tummy, elbows on the floor and head resting in her palms, feet now crossed at the ankles, still stretched towards the fire. "Mind if I hit up your scotch, Daddy? I'm still a bit chilly from the ride over...the heater in the car isn't working too well, and Paul never bothered to fix it when the weather turned cold." I nodded, pointing to the small portable serving cabinet. "Sure sweetie...you know where its at. You want me to warm you up some soup, or some tea?" I paused for a second as I watched her get up, the scotch I had already consumed relaxing my body and mind enough to allow me to enjoy watching the form of her curves, pushing the inhibitions of taboo aside just a bit. "Or" I added, "Jennifer stopped by a few days ago, and left some mulling spices and hard apple cider. I could do us up a batch...that stuff warms a body up right fast." Alex smiled and nodded. "Jen did that? There's hope for her yet..." Jennifer was my on-again, off-again, sort of a friend with benefits. We had a decent enough relationship...we liked each other, enjoyed each others company both in and out of bed, and were happy with maintaining our own apartments. No commitments to each other, but enough fondness that either could call the other, and the word *No* would never be uttered. Alex always seemed a bit aloof around Jen, for reasons I couldn't figure out, but I never questioned it. I figured that it was a case of two women who both had feelings for the same man, and that they would work things out between them if necessary, as women are prone to do. I got up and went into the kitchen, giving Alex a playful pat on the rump as I passed her. "Be nice, Alex...Jen and I have a nice deal going, and I'm not complaining. I'm enjoying having someone to curl up with when I feel the need, and not having to worry about picking out drapes or anything, ya know?" Alex responded with a light laugh, then followed into the kitchen once she fixed herself the scotch. I had already retrieved the spices and had a small saucepan filled with the hard cider placed on the stove when she walked in. As she was warming up, and her clothing was doing the same due to the fireplace, I could start to smell the perfume she was wearing. Much to her credit, she isn't one of those that douses her self with a pint each morning, and winds up knocking out both man and beast when she walks by. I could tell by the musk undertones that it was one of the more expensive fragrances, and it was applied just lightly enough to be alluring, complimenting the natural scent of her hair. She drew herself close, leaning against my back and peering over my shoulder as I mixed the mull. "You sure you know what you're doing, dad?" "Wiseass" I replied. "I learned from the best" was her quick comeback, laughing lightly as she rested her body comfortably against my back. It was hard to keep my mind on the task at hand, what with her firm breasts pressed into my back, and her warm breath in my ear as she spoke, raising not only goose bumps on my arm, but something a bit further south. I was suddenly very grateful for the robe, as it would manage to hide the slowly growing erection between my legs. I responded with a playful nudge back against her. "You know, there's a hint of truth to the saying 'Too many cooks in the kitchen...'" This got a giggle out of her, and she tip-toed against me to reach over my shoulder, and place a kiss on my cheek. She didn't quite make it, and instead only reached that point of my jaw just below the earlobe. Maybe it was the scotch, or the closeness, or my imagination, but I could swear that she lingered for a brief moment, brushing her lips over my earlobe and nipping ever-so-lightly. Then, as quickly as it had seemed to happen, she was out of the kitchen and back in the living room, and after a few moments some soft Christmas music wafted through the apartment. "Hey dad, I'm still a bit chilly...you have a spare blanket or quilt?" "Yeah...in the bedroom closet, top left shelf." I heard the soft rustling as she went into the room, and I took a deep breath, reminding myself that with too much scotch, the imagination can run wild. I took the opportunity to stay in the kitchen, nursing my now watered-down scotch (the ice having melted) and trying to keep my mind off of the woman in the next room. I kept on telling myself that it wasn't right to be feeling any attraction, and after a few minutes I managed to calm myself down sufficiently to be able to go back into the living room. When I did, it was with two large mugs of mulled hard cider, steaming nicely, with a cinnamon stick in each. Alex had returned, fed more fresh logs into the fireplace and had flames dancing high, throwing off loads of heat. She was sitting on the floor with the blanket wrapped around her, forming a teepee from her neck on down to the floor. She smiled as I set the mug on the slate hearth within easy reach for her. "Thanks" she said as I moved back towards the sofa. I sipped on the hot cider, taking in the fragrance of the mulling spices as I settled into one corner. Alex reached for her cider, brought it up to nose the bouquet, then looked over at me and smiled. "Smells wonderful..." she said before taking a sip. She let out a soft 'Mmmm' each time she took a swallow, and inside of a few minutes was already half done. "Better take it easy with that stuff, honey" I said. "Drink it too fast, and you'll be stumbling around when you walk." Alex giggled again, then replied, "OK...so I won't walk." That got a chuckle from me as well, and I took a nice swallow of the cider. "So...what did you want to talk about?" Alex shrugged. "Nothing. I was just lonely. I just wanted company, and I didn't want to call you and ask you to come through the storm to my place, so I came here instead. I figured you wouldn't mind." "Ahhh. Well, you're right, I don't mind at all. Its nice to sit and enjoy the fire, and just be together." She nodded, finished off her cider, then looked over. "Is there any more left?" I nodded and started to get up to get her more, but she stood up and moved to the kitchen. "No you don't...you stay put and relax. I can get my own." And with that she disappeared into the kitchen, still wrapped in the blanket, and I heard the sounds of the pan moving on the stove. After a moment, I heard a cabinet door open and close, then it was silent again briefly before she reappeared. She made her way to the sofa still wrapped in the blanket, and smiled. "Mind some company here?" she asked softly. "Not at all" I replied, and she immediately sat beside me, wiggling her back towards me and leaning against me, getting comfortable. She let the blanket slip from her shoulders as she sipped the cider and watched the fire. Even where we were sitting, the heat was intense enough to make our skin warm. Alex leaned back into me, the soft sweater enveloping her, still hiding her breasts well, and leaving the imagination to run a bit wondering what treasure was hidden beneath. We both enjoyed our ciders in relative silence, just sitting. She finished her second mug as I finished my first, and she reached over to the coffee table to set her empty mug down. As I did the same, she reached for my hand with one of hers, and with the other took the mug and set it on the coffee table for me. What happened next, though, changed my life forever... Alex kept hold of my hand and leaned in to me quickly, burying her face into my neck and locking her lips to me with a pleasing suction. In the moments that I was stunned and not quite ready for it, she guided my hand (which she didn't let go of just yet) under the blanket and between her legs. Sometime during the short time she was here, and unbeknownst to me, she had stripped off her jeans and panties, leaving just her socks on her feet. She pressed my hand to her mound, the coarse hair surrounding her womanhood trimmed short but not shaved, and her lips obviously swollen and puffy, ready for a man. I froze, not really expecting this, but somehow knowing it was coming...well, not exactly this, but knowing something was up. I left my hand where she pressed it, not daring to move, wanting to slip my fingers between those moist lips of her pussy, tease her clit...but I was too shocked to move. She sensed it, too, and gently removed her lips from my neck, left a trail of nibbles and kisses up to my ear, and whispered a bit huskily, yet softly, "Love me...please?" "Alex" I managed to whisper, "what's going on?" She shook her head, letting go now of the hand she guided to her crotch and placing a finger on my lips. "Shhhh. Just love me. Please." I searched her eyes, and saw the moisture built up...she was holding back tears. She didn't want either of us speaking, that much was obvious. I closed my eyes then, trying to decide what to do, where to let it go, how to stop something that I suddenly didn't *want* to stop. I could feel her breath on my face, and the finger on my lips began tracing the curve of my mouth, then slipped to my cheek when she drew her face close to mine, her warm, soft lips brushing my own now, testing, tasting, searching for a response, yet not wanting to unleash the passion that was laying there, just barely controlled. When I responded by opening my mouth to her searching, she gently pressed her lips to mine, completing the locking of souls with the first true kiss shared. Her tongue probed, gently, testing again for my reaction, and when I responded in kind she pursed her lips against mine, and sucked my tongue into her mouth gently. That was as much as I could stand, and with the decision already having been made with the kiss, I let myself search out her love button, drawing small circles around her stiff nub as she responded by parting her legs a bit for me, and moaning gently into the kiss we still shared. She was pressing herself to me, legs still inching open bit by bit, excruciatingly slowly, until she had opened herself wantonly to me. By now a pair of fingers were sliding in and out of her canal as the lust was building in both of us. She moved her hand down now, beginning to explore my body with gentle fingers, pausing at my chest, pinching a nipple, tracing a light line down my stomach....she was loving me, that much was for certain. I gasped as her ministrations finally reached my fully attentive cock, and she gently closed her hand around my shaft. She didn't move much for a few moments, preferring to take her time to learn the form of the tool in her hands, gently teasing, running her fingertips up the shaft, then closing her hand over the head, making a ring of her thumb and forefinger as she slid down the shaft again, only to start over with tracing upwards. She was driving me out of my mind, and she knew it. We weren't clawing at each other, but were very much just sharing pure lovemaking. We sat on the sofa like this, the heat of the fire stoking the flames of unleashed love and passion. If anything, I knew that I didn't want to cross the one boundary into full-on incest. At least not yet, not until the mild effects of the cider wore off on her, and we had a chance to talk things over, and I could find out exactly what brought all this on. She was obviously hurting in some way, and needing to just be a woman, in any way possible. For now, though, I decided to allow the kissing and mutual masturbation, and relaxed a bit so as to at least enjoy what we were sharing. And it was, after a while, a very intimate experience, with alternating caresses, soft kisses and nibbles, still partially clothed on both our accounts, happy to just be pleasing each other. Slowly, I could sense that she was building up to an approaching orgasm, as her breathing became slightly ragged, with soft gasps now and then. I would take my cue from this, increasing attention to her clit, made quite slippery from the juices her cunt was providing. She would respond with gripping my cock and giving a few quick, hard strokes on the head before sliding her hand slowly down again. I could feel my own release building, and although neither of us had, up till now, wanted to move our hips for fear of unleashing the djinni of lust completely from its bottle, for the first time I moved my hips towards her, beginning a rhythm of fucking her hand. As I did she let out a long moan, and for the first time thrust her womanhood up into my caressing hand. A few moments later after a handful of thrusts, her body tensed as she gasped, her hips now thrusting on their own accord as waves of pleasure hit her full force. With the first hard thrust of her hips she squeezed the base of my cock...with the second hard thrust she lowered her head into my lap, searching out then locking her mouth on the head of my engorged dick and sucking on just the head, lips locked tightly and tongue pushing hard against the slit of my cockhead, trying to enter the shaft. As her pleasure peaked she pushed her pussy against my ramming fingers, emitting a half-whimper, half moan with each thrust. It was then that I finally came, pushing up with my hips gently, trying to get more of my cock into her mouth, but she just moved her head with my thrusts, tongue dancing around the rim of the head, coaxing my climax. As the spurts of cum began flowing, she swallowed easily, drinking up the offering I was giving, taking my seed to her mouth, suckling every bit that my body offered her. Our mutual groans of pleasure and release subsided, and we remained still for what seemed to be eternity, my hand gently caressing her swollen pussy, and her mouth suckling on my cock even as my erection subsided. It took a few minutes for us both to calm down, and she finally let my member fall from her mouth, placing a kiss on the head one last time. Then she lifted her head up, tracing a line of kisses up, across my belly, past my chest, to finally come to rest where they had started some time ago. She reached down and removed my hand from her crotch, still keeping her legs comfortably apart, and twined her fingers into mine as she whispered a soft question into my ear. I nodded to her once, then she stood up, taking my hand, leading me into the bedroom with a smile... Snowfall by a Fire Ch. 02 We moved to the bedroom, Alex leading me in with a gentle tugging, until we were standing next to the bed. She stopped and turned, facing me fully, then slipped her hands into my robe at the waist, rubbing her palms softly against my stomach, moving up to my chest, then to my neck as she nudged the robe off of my shoulders. As it fell to the floor, she cupped my face in her hands, and reached up tip-toed to give me a kiss, again more of a soft, sensual brushing and testing, almost tentative. Which, to be honest, I found to be rather curious given what had just transpired in the living room, and I immediately seized the moments hesitation by her to place my hands on her hips, drawing her to me as I would a wife, continuing the kiss briefly before pulling away and tilting my head a bit to look into her eyes. "Alex? You OK, honey?" She nodded, and swallowed hard, a bit of nervousness now coming to the surface. "We need to talk, dad. This isn't what you think, and I'm hoping that you and I...well, lets just see where this goes." She let herself sit on the bed, pulling her sweater up and off, then undid her bra, letting it fall to the floor. In that moment, with the reflected light from the fire casting an orange glow over the headboard and the shadows dancing on the wall, her nude form drew me in, intoxicating the senses. She offered a small smile as she pulled back the covers and slipped beneath, then patted the bed with her hand, beckoning me to join her. My mind was racing, not really knowing if this final step should be done, could be done, without a boatload of baggage resulting from it. I looked at the bed, then to her, then back to the bed as she tried to lighten the mood a bit. "I'm not going to bite, you know." "Yeah, I know" was my answer, although I wasn't too sure about that. "Would you please come here, and lay down, so we can talk?" I nodded, then slipped beneath the covers she held open and waiting for me, laying on my back and stretching out as Alex covered us both, adjusting the flannel sheet and comforter around us. When she was satisfied that we were properly tucked in, she scooted alongside, placing her head on my chest just beneath my chin, one hand beginning to idly caress my side as she pressed herself to me, draping one of her legs across my thighs. The heat of her mound against my leg caused a stirring, and I could feel my balls twitch. I hadn't felt this good, this *young*, in a long time, and was amazed at what she was able to make my body do. She moved her head slightly, so that she could reach one of my nipples and give a quick flick of her tongue, then locked her mouth and began a soft suckling. I sighed as I felt the tingling pleasure, and as I relaxed and closed my eyes, she slowly moved to make herself more comfortable...or so I thought. I was completely lost in the sensations she was giving, that I really didn't pay much mind to her movements until she was fully atop me, her legs straddling my hips and her still moist pussy positioned perfectly to take her man, her prize. As she began to push back onto me, the warm contact on my dick brought me back to reality with a vengeance, my eyes opening and my legs coming up to stop her assault. Alex responded by pushing back harder, trying to push back my now curled up legs, trying to take the man she wanted. She let out a half whimper, half growl, then stopped her suckling to lift her head and look at me. "Would you please stop fighting this?" she whispered. "For Christs sake, take me!" I shook my head, reaching down to grab hold of her thighs the best I could, holding her from pushing back and finishing the deed. "No! Damn it...I'm your father!" She looked at me, a small smile tugging on the corners of her mouth. "So thats it? You're telling me that if I wasn't your daughter, you'd do me?" I kept a good grip on her thighs in case this was a ruse, and I nodded once. "Damn straight. Any man would be a fool to not enjoy you right now. But you're my daughter! We -can't- go there, Alex! Please! Stop tempting me!" She smiled again. "Say it. Tell me that you would fuck me." I didn't know where she was going, but I obliged. "I would fuck you." She quirked a brow. "Just once?" I shook my head a bit. "All night. As much as I could before passing out." Alex lifted a brow a bit higher, then stopped pushing back against me and trying to bury my cock in her womanhood. She relaxed and stretched herself out fully on top of my chest, and began the nibbling on my ear again. Damn...she knew what buttons to push, and when. I wasn't responding just yet as she whispered into my ear, "I know something you don't. Its a secret." I chuckled softly at that. "Oh? Has your mother been talking shit about me?" She shook her head. "Nope...not about you. But I think you should hear it for yourself. Hand me your phone?" Alex was smiling as she proped herself up on her hands, still stradling me. I gave her a quizzical look, and asked, "Can I trust you enough that I can relax, and you won't do something we'll both regret in the morning?" "Yeah. I'll behave. Promise." she answered. I nodded then, and lowered my legs as I stretched over to get my phone from the nightstand and handed it to her. She dialed, and in a few moments had her mom on the phone. "Hi mom! Its Alex." She paused a moment. "Yeah, I'm good. I'm at dads. We've been...talking." She winked at me, a grin on her face. "Well...I think he should know the truth. So, I'm going to let him have it. But it really should come from you, don't you think?" With that she handed me the phone, then lowered herself to me again so that she could listen to the conversation, her ear pressed to the reciever so that we could both hear. As I took the phone I could hear her mom protesting, but she went silent as I spoke. "Hi Sue. Its Mark. What the hell is Alex talking about?" The response was simple, flatly stated. "I'm sorry Mark." I paused, then asked. "Sorry...for what?" There was another moment of silence, then she answered. "I had an affair. It was a fling, lasted for a few months...it meant nothing. It was just sex, plain and simple." I quirked a brow, not really giving a damn about this revelation. "Sue...I could care less. We're divorced. Why would it matter now?" There was a deep sigh on the other end of the line, then a rather uncomfortable pause. Just as the light bulb went off in my head, Alex sat up and smiled at me...a warm, loving smile...as she still stradled me and slid herself down so as to begin rubbing her pussy against the length of my shaft. At the same time as Alex began dry-humping, her mom spoke softly on the other end, and revealed what I both wanted yet dreaded to hear. "You didn't father her, Mark. I'm so sorry." All I could manage to say was "OK...thank you", and as I hit the button to hang up, Alex reached behind herself and took my shaft in her hand, lifting a bit so that the head of my cock was pressed between her inner lips. She locked her eyes to mine, smiled, then pushed herself back and impaled herself on my waiting cock, sinking down until her clit was rubbing against the coarse hair of my belly. She stopped there, taking a deep breath to calm herself and get accustomed to the organ buried in her now, then began a slow, rythmic, excrutiatingly sensual fuck, resting her hands on my chest for leverage, rocking back and forth with little effort. I began matching her movement with my own thrusts, gentle at first, then becoming a bit more forceful after a few moments. Her lust was already building again, and as I went from urgent thrusts to pounding away at her, she did the same, her breathing becoming short and quick, ragged as she was fast approaching another orgasm. Her womanhood clenched at my shaft, squeezing, milking, begging to have its seed, wanting to complete the coupling with an explosion of ecstacy. As I sensed that her orgasm was just about to begin, I sat up so that Alex was facing me, sitting in my lap, making her full weight help to drive my dick deeper into her. I could feel the small puckered entrance to her womb as it bumped the head of my cock with each thrust, and I brought my head next to hers to whisper into her ear. "Alex, honey...I'm going to come." This drove her over the edge, and her body tensed as she pushed against me, making sure that I was buried as deep as I could possibly be. Her cunt spasmed, then clenched like a vise as she bucked wildly on my rod, her knees pulled up and her legs bouncing wantonly. She let out a gasp, then a half-whimper, half-sob as she came, repeating over and over, "Yes....yes...oh God, yes! Fill me! Come in me! Oh God...I love you!" Those three little words were what did it, and I pushed hard against her as I peaked, pumping into her the sweet jism of life. We were locked together, coming together, suspended in lust and passion for what seemed to be an eternity of endless bliss, my cock emptying into her as her pussy sealed it within, my seed flowing into her womb with each spasm. We were both groaning, moaning, and whimpering as the bucking of our loins against each other subsided and a warm afterglow of shared pleasure swept over us. We were sweaty, chests heaving against each other as we held each other tightly. It was then that I felt a warm wetness on my shoulder, and heard a soft sniffle, then a choked sob. My little girl was crying on my shoulder, like she had done so many times while growing up...after a softball game where she made the last out and they lost...after a rather sappy and heart-tugging movie...after a particularly hard break-up with a teenage crush... I couldn't help but hold her tight, like I had done so many times before, and just rock her gently and let her have a good cry. After a few minutes she finally stopped, pulling back to look at me with a tear stained face, eyes all puffy from the crying. "I love you" was all she said, and I nodded, giving her a smile. "Love you too, honey." Alex smiled now, leaned in and brushed her lips against mine softly, then sank into a full kiss. I returned the kiss warmly, and when she ended it and pulled her face away, she gave my now-soft cock a squeeze with her pussy. "I couldn't bear to be the one to tell you, dad. But I also couldn't stop thinking about you once I found out." She took a deep breath now, then sighed softly. "This was more wonderful that I ever imagined it could be." I nodded, and smiled, wiping a few streaks off of her cheek. "Well...once the plows come through in the morning, we'll go out and get breakfast, then I think we should clear out your place and bring your stuff here, huh?" Alex looked at me, then grinned and nodded. "Yeah....I think so" she said as she pushed me back down against the pillows, then began leaving a trail of kisses along my neck, down to my chest, then down some more until she reached my soft member. She looked up to me then and laughed lightly. "I think this thing needs some mouth-to-cock rescucitation" she said as she sucked the head between her pursed lips and flicked her tongue wildly in circles. I just smiled, sighed, and gently pushed as her suckling brought my shaft back to life. Alex stopped abruptly then, pulled back, and looked at me again as her hand moved softly along my cock, pumping as she spoke. "Would this be a bad time to tell you that I gave up The Pill a few days ago?" she said, with a grin and a quirk of a brow. Snowfall by a Fire Ch. 03 NOTE: This is the third installment of this series. While this can stand alone, it would be a much better read to go through the first two installments. Enjoy the read, and feedback is always welcomed. *********************************** I don't remember if it was the sound of the plows that I heard first, or a warm wetness that I felt first, but either way, I was awake. As the noise of the plow passed by in the courtyard behind my apartment, I opened my eyes to see Alex begin a slow bobbing of her head, her body alongside mine in almost a 69, suckling the life back into my rod rather quickly. She swirled her tongue around the glans as she lifted a leg up to expose her snatch to me, then stabbed at my piss-slit with her tongue as she reached her free hand down to begin stroking at her clit. The sensation was incredible, and I gave an involuntary thrust into her mouth as I groaned. Alex responded with a moan of her own, then sucked hard and began a fierce pistoning of her mouth on my cock, her head bouncing up and down, hair all mussed and sticking out sideways. Morning sex always went rather fast for me, and Alex was giving the best head I ever had. I quickly felt my balls tighten up as my release was building rapidly. I gave in to the lust, and started to thrust at her mouth, trying to match her pace. "Oh God, Alex...Honey, I'm not going to last long.." My little girl responded with another moan, attacking my manhood with her mouth while she fingered herself mere inches from my head. It was more than I could take, and I rolled onto my side to be able to suck on her pussy, pushing her hand out of the way roughly as I locked my mouth against her, sucking her button into my mouth and fluttering my tongue over the stiff nub. Alex pulled her mouth off my cock and let out a squeal, then went back to work as she humped her mound against my mouth and tongue. We were locked like this for less than a minute when I felt my stomach tighten, then let loose a load against the back of her throat. I don't know where she learned it, but my baby was a pro at giving a man pleasure with her mouth. As I spasmed and shot a steady stream of hot, salty and sticky man-juice into her waiting mouth, I recalled the events of the night before, and realized that we had fucked once, but she had fellated me at least four times. She was good at it, and she seemed to enjoy it and prefer it. As my orgasm subsided she let out a deep, almost gutteral groan as her free hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head against her cunt. Her legs came together and clamped against my ears, holding my head in place as she bucked against my tongue, her body shaking with her own pleasure. I could sense her orgasm by the way her body bucked and writhed, and after almost another full minute her involuntary thrusts subsided, her grip on my head relaxed, and she removed her mouth from my manhood. We both took a deep breath and let out sighs of contentment, then began to laugh softly at the timing of our reactions. Alex turned herself around and stretched out next to me, her head laying on my chest as she wrapped her limbs around me. "G'morning Daddy...I love you" she whispered softly, barely audible as the plow came back down the street, making all sorts of racket. "Love you too, honey" I replied, placing a kiss into her matted hair. "You hungry? I promised you breakfast, and we need to head to your place and empty it out." Alex tilted her head up to look at me, and she looked like she was about to start crying again. "You're serious? You want me to move in with you?" I nodded. "Absolutely. Why wouldn't I be serious? I offered last night, and I meant it. I'm not just blowing smoke out my ass to try to get you into bed, you know." I made my point by taking her chin in my fingers, urging her gently to tilt her face up towards me. She did just that, and her eyes were darting back and forth as they searched mine. I could see the hesitation in her...she was wanting to completely submit to her feelings for me, and I helped her along by bringing my lips to hers, and giving her a soft, romantic kiss. We lingered like this for a while, relaxing and sharing deep kisses, and I could feel her allowing herself to melt into me. I smiled inwardly as I broke the last kiss and looked at her again. She was such an unbelievably attractive young woman, and at that moment I realized that she was mine. As we lay there, eyes locked in a long gaze, Alex reached down between my legs and cupped my sack, gently rolling my balls around in her hand. She then began kissing my chest, pausing to flick a tongue over a nipple, then moving downwards again. She moved to position herself kneeling between my legs on the bed, then looked at me again. She didn't say anything...she didn't need to. Alex simply kept her eyes locked to mine as she slowly lowered her head to my soft member, guiding her mouth over it as she gazed into my eyes. It was amazing...she licked her lips briefly, then formed as small "O" with her mouth as she guided the head in, sucking softly again. She stopped with about half of me in her mouth, then began rubbing her tongue in small circles at the place where the glans and shaft met. My response was immediate, and I felt the life come back into my manhood yet again. She simply kept rubbing her tongue in circles as my erection grew in her mouth, not sucking on me but simply using her tongue to flutter at the most sensitive part. Watching her take me into her mouth and giving me pleasure, was intoxicating. She was being a woman, making love to, and worshipping the length of meat in her mouth. I whispered to her to swing around so that I could return the favor, but she shook her head to say no as she kept at it. The room was quiet but for my breathing, which was becoming heavy and urgent yet again, and her soft whimpers as she worked her mouth on my shaft, and was fingering herself again. She finally began to push her mound into her teasing fingers, and the movement resulted in her head bobbing a little on my cock. When she let out a deep throated moan, I could see that her hips were beginning to buck on their own. That was all I could stand, and I sat up, placing my hands on either side of her head and pulling her mouth off me. I wanted to fuck my litle girl...I needed to feel her under me, see her knees splayed wide to accept me, hear her sounds of pleasure as I pounded and pumped into her. Alex sensed this, and fell back against the bed, keeping her feet touching at the heels and letting her knees fall to either side, opening her cunt to her man. She reached her hands out to the corners of the bed, grabbing a handfull of the quilt on each side, as she looked to her pussy and said, simply, "Be inside me, please?" My response was to place a hand on each knee, pushing her legs back against her torso as I positioned myself at her waiting womanhood. I tilted my hips to guide the head of my throbbing dick, and when it touched her waiting slit, she began to roll her hips to try to get me inside her. We teased like this for a few moments, her eyes locked on the sight of daddy's cock resting in the flower that was her inner lips, and her mouth opened with my gentle push into her. I glided in effortlessly as she was soaked beyond belief, and the warmth of her snatch filled my senses. About halfway in I reversed and pulled out of her a bit, then pushed again, going just a bit deeper. This slow, teasing fuck was repeated again, and again, until finally I was buried into her up to the root. As I ground myself against my daughters clit she took a quick breath and let out a soft 'Ahhhh, yeeeesssss....' then reached for my hands. She twined her fingers with mine when I let her knees go, then wrapped her legs around me, locking her feet together behind me. Finally breaking the gaze of her pussy being taken, she looked into my eyes as she relaxed her legs to let my cock slide almost all the way out, then jerked them tight and rammed herself on me. She kept her eyes on mine as she repeated this, the lust clearly showing in her face as she relaxed, then violently slammed herself home again. After about a dozen thrusts she lifted her head up and put her mouth beside my ear, whispering, "I'm definitely NOT in the mood to be gentle. Make it hurt..." At this point, she could have demanded anything, and I would comply. I was lost in the animal lust that she was showing, and when she next relaxed to pull her cunt off of my rod, I responded by slamming myself home good and hard. Alex let out a small protest of "Ow...ow!" before moving her head to be able to kiss me. That began a hard fuck, me thrusting at her as hard as I could, and she responding in kind, working her pussy on me with sheer animalistic lust. We banged like this for a short bit, Alex protesting with the self-inflicted discomfort as she allowed herself to be pounded as hard, and as violently as she could bear. I was no-where near coming, as her morning blowjob had drained me, but she was now writhing under me, slamming herself up against the assault, her hips now beginning to buck and jerk of their own accord. She moaned into my mouth again as she tightened her legs on me, driving me into her and keeping me locked against her. She released my hands and snaked her arms around me, digging her fingernails into my back as she clamped herself against me from underneath. The walls of her love tunnel began to spasm, and I felt the vise-like grip as her orgasm came. Her tummy flattened inward as she kept me locked with her, and the suction on my rod was intense...if I didn't know better, I would have sworn that it was her mouth sucking on me again, not her pussy. Alex broke the kiss now, her head lolled back with her mouth open, not being able to make a sound as her body shook, spasmed, and bucked up against me. Just when I was about to worry that she was going to pass out from not breathing, she took a sharp breath inward, then let out a soft 'Ahhhhhhh...'. Her hips were still for a moment, then she bucked and jerked as her orgasm subsided in decreasing waves. We layed together, her womanhood keeping my cock locked firmly inside her, and she took a deep breath and let it out slowly. She smiled now as she relaxed fully, then winked. "Hmmm...breakfast, or stay here with your cock buried in my pussy?" I chuckled. "After that, I need food." I straightened myself up, slowly extracting my still-erect member from my little girls slit. I looked down and saw that she was red and raw, her lips puffy and looking a bit uncomfortable. I grimaced, then looked back to her. "Ummm...honey? You ok? You're rather red down here." She nodded. "Yeah, I'm good. Sometimes a girl just likes to get used. Other times I like to take is slow and soft. I'll be fine, trust me. Its a well kept secret that we women have very good recuperative powers." I shook my head as I chuckled. "If you say so." I offered her a hand to help her sit up, and she took it with another small smile. As she sat up, she shook her head. "I have no idea why mom would want to fool around on you...you're an amazing lover." She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. "I'm a very happy woman who's just been truly fucked, and knows it. You're a keeper." I laughed then, and swung my legs over the side of the bed. "Thanks, honey." I stood up, my erection still strong, and reached for my robe. "I need a shower." Alex shook her head, then layed down on the bed on her tummy, her head at the edge of the bed. She licked her lips as she watched me, then said "Come here, and let me take care of that for you Dad." I was about to protest as I really was feeling rather drained, but the look in her eyes told me better. I walked to her, cock jutting up and out, and she lifted her head to be able to guide herself onto me once more. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling, listening to the soft slurps as my girl went back to work making her dad a very happy man... * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Breakfast was uneventful, and with the roads still being rather messy after the snowstorm, the diner was empty save for two couples sitting at the counter. We made our way to a booth in the back, slipping into it and taking up a menu. The one lone waitress came around with coffee, and we both ordered Eggs Benedict with all the fixings. We chatted about nothing in particular while we waited for breakfast to arrive, then once we were served, we fell into relative silence through the better part of our meal. As we were finishing up, Alex smiled and reached a hand across the small table, taking my hand in hers. "Dad...when we get to the apartment, promise me that while we're packing up, you won't get freaked out, OK?" I blinked, then looked at her. "Uh...freaked out...why?" Alex shrugged then, and sighed. "Well...lets just say that I like my sex. I mean, I REALLY like my sex. I like to...role play. Sometimes really rough, and sometimes really gentle." She let go my hand then, and smiled. "Just promise you won't be judgemental, OK?" I nodded, then smiled to the waitress who came by with the check. "No problem, honey." We made our way to the counter and paid up, then stepped out to head to her apartment. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Packing up my daughters apartment wasn't going to take long at all...she and her ex rented a fully furnished unit, which meant that the only stuff which needed moving was clothing, some chatski's, and her DVD collection. Her ex took his stuff, which included a TV, stereo, and a slew of music CD's. So, really, there was maybe about an hours worth of work in packing her up, and we would be out of there. They were only in the apartment for about 3 months, and were on a month-to-month agreement, so there wasn't a lease to worry about, just a one-month rent that was paid in advance when they got the place. There were still their old moving boxes in the basement storage from when they moved in, so I went down to retrieve a few. When I got back upstairs, Alex had stacked her DVD collection on the table, along with a few knick-knacks. I pointed to some stuff on a shelf. "What about those?" She shook her head. "Nah...those were a gift from Pauls mom. Screw the shit. I don't want it." She smiled at me then. "This is a new start...for me, and for you. Starting today, the past is the past. I've wanted you and me to be together ever since I found out, and I'm not going to let anything ruin it." I nodded, then went back to packing the small pile she had on the table. That took all of two minutes, and the box was enough to fit everything. "I'm going to run this to the truck...be right back up." Alex nodded and looked around, then shrugged. "Nothing else I want from this room. Bring a few more boxes on your way back up?" "OK" I said, and went to the truck. I swept a bit of snow out of the truck bed, and tossed the box in back. Thankfully, the trip to my apartment wouldn't take more than twenty minutes or so, so this whole episode would be done rather quick. I detoured into the basement again, grabbed three more boxes, and went back upstairs. I went in, taking the boxes into the bedroom. As I walked to the bedroom door and alked in, I saw Alex standing in front of a full length mirror, holding a rather enticing red satin one piece, with black lace around the neck, down the front, and around the crotch. As she turned she asked "What do you think?" I looked at the outfit, noticing that it was a crotchless style, and I immediately imagined her in it, the swollen lips of her pussy peeking out from the lace-lined slit. "Wow" was all I could manage, which got a chuckle out of her. She folded it up and put it in a box, then looked at me. "This is where you just smile and nod, and don't freak out...OK?" I nodded. "OK, lets just get you packed up." Alex smiled, and went to her closet, coming out with a handful of unbelievably sexy outifits. I wondered where on earth she could have gotten this stuff...it looked expensive, but more than that it was a turn on like nothing else. She quickly folded as I put the items in the box, and after a few minutes and about two dozen outfits, one box was full. She went back into her closet and came out with more, but these were all various styles of leather outfits...some patent leather, some suede, and some a combination or leather and spandex. We made short work of these also, neither of us saying a word, but I could feel the sexual tension between us growing again. She ducked backinto the closet one more time, ccoming out with hangars that were adorned with costumes like a farmgirl, French Maid, and the like...and a hanging rack on which were soft cuffs, chain ankle and wrist cuffs, spiked belts and collars, and other assorted adornments. I simply quirked a brow as she deposited these into a box, and she looked at me and smiled as she walked over, standing tip-toe to plant a kiss on my lips. "Like I said...I like sex. And I like to please my man. We're gonna have alot of fun together." I chuckled now. "You're going to wear me out, thats what you're going to do." Alex let out a giggle, then went into her closet one more time, bringing out a box and setting it on the bed. "All this goes down, then I need three more boxes for regular clothes, and we're done." I nodded, made the trip down and back with more boxes, we finished up and made one sweep through the place for anything else that she might want to take, then left. We dropped the key off at the supers office, pulled out, and left her old life behind. As we pulled out, I looked over at Alex, and she asked "You mind if I sit in the middle? I really want to be next to you right now." I shook my head at that. "Don't mind at all honey. Scoot on over and snuggle up." She smiled brightly at that, and slid over to the center of the bench seat, laying her head on my shoulder as I drove. We turned onto the freeway to cut across town, and as I got up to speed and put the cruise control on, she tilted her head up to place a kiss on my neck, then begin nibbling my ear as her hand slid down between my legs and rubbed my crotch. She tilted her head up to whisper in my ear. "When we get home, there's a farmgirl that has been neglecting her chores lately. I think she's going to need a good spanking..." All I could do was clear my throat as Alex laid herself on the bench seat and started nibbling at my now straining cock through my jeans...