0 comments/ 163302 views/ 8 favorites When Did It Start Ch. 01 By: jphilpot It's hard to say when it started. It seemed so gradual, small changes now and again, moves bolder and bolder. My daughter Jane (we call her Janie) just had her 19th birthday and still lives with us even though she has finished high school and was finishing her second year of college. We live in a small town outside of Kansas City and enjoy the small town America life. My wife Ellen works in town in the school district offices as an office administrator. Janie is still "undeclared" but she is running out of time. We are all physically fit and healthy. Ellen and I are in our late forties, very active, and sexually satisfied with each other. At least I am and hope she is. Janie became sexually active in her senior year of highschool. We found this out by accident when we visited her room one day thinking she was not home and surprised her, her boyfriend, and ourselves. That put an edge on the house for a few days. Ellen talked with Janie and arranged to have her start taking the birth control pill. One day it became apparent that the clothes Janie wore when her mom was away was different than what she wears when Ellen is home. This became apparent one morning when Janie came down for breakfast in her nightclothes. She had on panties and an old souvenir tee shirt we got when vacationing at a Florida them park. There was nothing wrong with the clothes but they weren't right for the breakfast room. The tee shirt came down to mid hip level and the panties were a little on the brief side. Ellen goes in early for office duty three days each week and some Saturdays. This was one of those mornings. Janie wandered around the kitchen trying to decide on breakfast and while checking the refrigerator and pantry the tee shirt just could not do it's duty of keeping her covered. Her butt cheeks peaked out from the panty and the tee shirt did little to cover the nipples of a young girl. I was too embarrassed to say anything at the time. I did start to get a bit turned on by the sight though. After selecting some cereal she settled in for her breakfast and the incident came to pass with no more thought although it did leave me with a slight erection. The rest of the week was normal and I forgot all about it but on the next three days that Ellen went to work early the same thing happened. Down for breakfast in a tee shirt and panties, browse around giving me a hard-on and then back up to her room to get dressed for school. This seemed to go on for weeks and I must admit that I was enjoying it and starting to look forward to the days that Ellen left early. The next week the game as I had began calling it took a step up. Not a large step but certainly an escalation in the morning routine. This time, on a Monday, Janie came down, same tee shirt, but the panties were definitely different. Smaller by a lot in comparison to the previous. Over the next few weeks the panties seemed to get smaller and now they were always pulled into the ass crack when she came down. There was no sign of pubic hair and believe me I looked when I got chances. She must have been shaving. I could see the outline of her pussy lips through the thin material and she has a nice pubic mound. My mornings were great but the massive hard-on was becoming obvious and I constantly tried to find ways to cover it. Then if not a bomb shell it was at least a M3. She came down in a thong, a micro thong. This time I had to say something. I told her the clothes were not appropriate for the breakfast room and should find more to cover up with when she came down. I then added that I didn't think the thong was really appropriate for anytime. She, of course, just blew off my concerns saying that it was just us and no one cares. I was relieved that it didn't go any further because now I had done my duty as a good father and my conscious was clear. I might also mention the tee shirt had now become a little shorter and when she bent over to check out the pantry or refrigerator the hem would fall away from her body and I could see her breasts hanging free. I could no longer hide my hard-on and must admit that I didn't try as much now. Over the next couple weeks I found out that she had several thongs. I hadn't known she had any until now. The thong disappeared into her but cheeks the thong crotch was working into her pussy lips. There was nothing I could do now. I was out of control and wanting more which happened the next Wednesday morning. I was as always in the kitchen at the breakfast bar wearing my robe having coffee and awaiting her arrival. I was getting hard now even before she came down. Today was different. Much different. Today she arrived pulling her hair back into a pony tail, the short tee shirt lifted to expose the bottom of her breasts but the surprise was she was not wearing the thong. She was wearing nothing on the bottom. Her pussy was shaved except for a small patch at top. Her tan lines, though fading, framed her pussy like a picture. As usual she came over to give me my good morning kiss but this time her lips brushed my ear and lingered a little. Her hand rested on my leg next to my cock. It's amazing that a father can watch his practically nude daughter busy herself around the kitchen making her breakfast and sit there and do nothing but look. It was all I could do but we were still pretending that there was nothing wrong with what we were doing. Over the weeks I always wore my robe but had stopped wearing the boxers. This gave me a chance to rub my cock and get in a few strokes when she went back up stairs. Today as Janie came into the kitchen to give me my kiss I leaned forward and let the robe fall open. Pretending not to notice I let it stay open. I had my legs crossed under the breakfast bar so nothing really showed but I knew she noticed when she asked me to bring some sugar for her coffee. She never takes sugar. As I reached for the sugar bowl the robe fell completely open exposing my full staff hard on. I walked over and put the sugar down and went back to my stool. When I looked back I could see Janie's finger at the top of her pussy. The room was quite, not a sound being made, we were both anticipating the next move; the phone rang. It scared the hell out of both of us and shattered the moment. I had to take the call, Janie said something and then disappeared up the stairs. The next opportunity for our morning visits was Friday. All pretenses were now off. I sat at the bar with my robe open sporting my morning hard-on. Janie came down. Stood a minute pondering some subject and then took the torn bottom of her tee shirt and wiped some imaginary sleepy from her eyes. This of course completely exposed her tits to me and how I enjoyed it. Thirty-four C's and pretty as can be. When she let the shirt fall her hand went to her pussy and casually rubbed as she planned her breakfast. When I looked back I could see she had slipped her finger in her pussy and was absently fingering herself. While she was doing this I started long slow strokes of my cock while pretending to read the morning newspaper. Her finger was in her pussy, I watched intently no longer turning away if she looked at me, and continued to stroke my dick. Janie then came over and kissed me as usual but now she took my cock in her hand and started long slow stroking. I ran my hand up her tee shirt enjoying the feel of her nipples and breasts. She put one foot on the barstool bottom rung and buried her fingers in her pussy. We kissed again. Not a father daughter kiss but a long wonderful kiss with toung and lips open. Janie pushed me back against the counter and then lowered her head down to my cock. I couldn't believe it. My daughter was sucking my dick and doing a wonderful job. Long slow passes up and down my dick. Sometime letting the head come out of her mouth and then kissing it and then putting just the head back in. As I looked down and watched my cock slide it's way into her mouth I knew I could not hold back much longer so I had to pull her off before I blew my load. When she straightened up she leaned into me and pushed her pussy against my cock. I then pulled the tee shirt over her head and she willingly lifted her arms to help. I wanted to fuck her so bad. She's my daughter but I no longer cared. We kissed for a long time. Skin on skin, flesh on flesh. Her breasts pressed against me and my cock pressed hard against her pussy. We had come a long way and it had taken several months for us to get to this point. Janie pulled away from me and took my arm and led the way back upstairs. I followed. We had passed the father daughter relationship a long time back. We went to her room and she lay down on her fresh-made bed. I took off my robe as she opened her legs and I crawled in between them. To make sure she was ready I parted her pussy lips with my fingers which were lubricated with her juice, circled and toyed with her clit, and then fingered her deep inside her pussy. Janie was humping my hand and pulling her nipples and knew she was ready. I used my knees to spread her legs a little more then leaned forward guiding my cock to her pussy. One look between us, Janie nodded yes and I leaned forward letting my cock head slide with ease between her pussy lips. Small strokes at first letting my cock bury itself deeper and deeper into her warm pussy. I am always amazed how wonderful it feels when a cock slides into a pussy on a cool morning. The warmth of her pussy traveled through my body and now Janie was pushing hard into my strokes. Our timing was wonderful as she would rise to meet me on each of my down strokes. Janie's legs spread wider and wider and I lifted them and placed them over my shoulders. This was not love, not sex, this was fucking. Pure and simple fucking. We never changed positions. Neither of us wanted to stop for a moment. I could tell by her moans and motions that she was near orgasm. Several long hard strokes later I felt her push against me and hold her pussy hard against my cock. She gasped and tried to pull me down but our position would not allow it. I adjusted our position and she quickly pulled her legs down and pulled me down also. Her tung buried in my mouth, her legs in the air and my cock buried deep inside we both came. Hard gasping breaths, sweat covered skin. As I lay down we rolled on our side with my cock still in her cunt. My cock still hard but I knew it wouldn't last long. I pulled her to me and her bare breasts pushed against my chest. We lay on the bed holding each other, no one spoke. It was a moment we would never forget. As with all love making you can't stay in that position forever. Janie lay back in my arm and I let my fingers find their way to her breast and toyed with her nipple. Janie ran her hand down my stomach and held my cock as it slipped out of her pussy. Wet with her juices she slowly leaned down and took it in her mouth and licked it clean. She then returned to my arm where we lay fondling each other. With a sudden realization we both knew we were running late. Very late. There was no chance that Janie would make it to her first class on time. There was still a possibility I could make it if we got moving quickly. Neither of us cared. To Be Continued... When Did It Start Ch. 02 We had fallen asleep. The noise of the trash truck on the street woke us and we lay for a while with arms and legs entangled. We both knew we had to get going but neither of us wanted to make the first move. Finally I knew we couldn't spend the day in bed so I kissed Janie and grudgingly headed for the shower. After a few minutes the shower curtain parted and Janie stepped in. This was not a sexual shower but it was erotic. We washed each other paying close attention to ass, pussy, butts, tits, cock, and balls. We finished the shower and got dressed for the day ahead. Me in a suite that I knew Janie liked and her in whatever was handy it seemed. I was a little disappointed when I saw the long shirt down well below her knees. We hurried to the car and seemed to giggle at everything. I would take her to school today and promised to pick her up at four. That meant that I would have to leave work early but at this time I was willing to agree to anything. On the way to her school she turned to me and lifted her left leg and put her foot in the seat. Her skirt was pulled back and I had a perfect view of her pussy. My disappointment vanished when I realized she was not wearing panties. As we drove she moved her hand to her pussy lips and parted them and slid a finger inside. She slowly fingered herself as we talked of absolutely idiotic things as if nothing was unusual. I dropped her off with a fatherly kiss and as I leaned over for the kiss I let my fingers slide in for a quick feel of her wet cunt. I noticed a wet spot on the back of her skirt as she walked away. The day seemed to drag on endlessly. I told my secretary early in the day that I would be leaving early and to keep the afternoon schedule light if possible. I left a little before four to pick her up. As I arrived at our prearranged spot my heart and cock both jumped at the sight of her. A very pretty girl, my daughter, and now my love waited for me. When we got home Ellen was already there as she gets home early on the days she goes in early. She had taken a nap and was in good spirit. The subject of dinner came up and it was decided that dinner out was a good idea. We busied ourselves around the house for a while and then left for dinner at about seven-thirty. Both ladies dressed nicely for the evening out. Dinner was Italian so we ordered a bottle of wine to go with it. During dinner I was distracted by Janie's foot constantly on my leg and her fingers gripping my cock each time she reached for the napkin in her lap. I was a good boy and kept my hands to myself. On the way home Ellen wanted to stop at the cleaners to pick up some clothes. When we stopped I looked over the seat and Janie had her dress up to her waste, legs spread, with her fingers again buried in her pussy. All I could do was look as her hips thrust back and forth into her hand by the lights from the street I could see her pussy lips pulled open. All too soon Ellen returned to the car with the clothes and hung them in the back. At home we changed again. I showered again and wore boxers and my robe. Ellen also put on a robe and Janie came out wearing a short night shirt. I knew I was in trouble for I couldn't keep my eyes off her. We settled in, me in my favorite chair, Ellen sat on the sofa, and Janie lay on the floor. I picked up the paper to hide behind and take quick peeks if the opportunity came. Sure enough my first look found that Janie was not being careful with her nightshirt. The bottom hem had ridden up and was showing about a quarter of her butt cheeks but at least she did have panties on. Ellen didn't seem aware of the show. I heard a noise and peeked around the paper to see. Jane had managed to work the panties into her butt crack and the nightshirt had worked higher. Ellen was looking at the TV and had to see her daughter right in front of her but she continued it either ignore the situation or pretend she didn't see it. I then realized that Ellen was now ignoring the TV and was watching Janie intently. Each move that Janie made resulted in the nightshirt climbing higher and higher and was now half way to her waste. As I watched Ellen a movement brought my attention back to Janie as she reached back to her panty and pulled it back and scratched her left butt cheek. As she scratched she pulled the panty higher and higher until it found its way into her butt crack. At this point Ellen noticed or pretended to notice and told Janie she was showing too much and needed to cover her rear end. With much relief on my side Janie gave Ellen the same story she gave me in the kitchen. That seemed to satisfy Ellen and we went back to what we were doing; Ellen watching TV, me reading the newspaper, and Janie doing whatever it was she was doing. I was mystified at her actions. As the evening progress each movement resulted in the same thing. The panties were pulled into Janie's butt crack and the hem of her night shirt moved higher and higher. But now there was a difference. Janie's legs I noticed were wider apart. I could see the outline of her pussy lips against the panty material as thin as it was. I also noticed that Ellen had changed positions facing away from me and her hand seemed to be inside her robe. She was fingering herself, I was sure of it. What's good for goose is good for the gander I hear so I let my hand slide under my robe and into the boxers. My hard-on had started a long time back and in just a couple of strokes behind the newspaper I was at full staff again. Here we were, mother, father, and daughter in a very strange situation with no one saying a thing. Suddenly Janie rolled on her back and with her knees in the air her nightshirt continued its way up. With her legs slightly parted I had a great view right to her pussy. Off course it was somewhat covered by the panty. With no concern with her parents near her she slipped a finger into the panty leg and pulled both sides toward her pussy exposing almost all she had to offer. The game was getting better all the time. I checked on Ellen and noticed she had raised one leg and her robe had fell back exposing her leg up to the upper thigh. Her hand was inside her and it was obvious she was fingering herself underneath. Janie continued to pull her panties and they started to disappear into her pussy lips then her fingers found their way in also. So here we are. Ellen is finger fucking herself, I'm slow stroking my cock and becoming more obvious about it, and Janie is fingering her pussy and giving us a great show. I rustled the paper to get their attention and said I was going to the bathroom and did anyone want anything. The girls said no and I hurried to the bathroom to take a piss. My real reason was to loose the boxers. I needed more freedom. When I returned Ellen had allowed the robe to fall away exposing her breasts and she didn't try to hide the fact that she had her fingers in her pussy. I followed by allowing my robe to fall open as I sat down. I no longer bothered with the newspaper. We were now watching Janie like she was a TV program. Janie said she needed a pillow or cushion and got up to get one we keep behind the sofa. As she walked behind the sofa she hooked her thumbs in the waste band of her panties and pulled them down and kicked them off. Taking the cushion she returned to her position on her back. She immediately pulled the nightshirt up and returned to fingering herself. My cock could not take much more of this. I had put one foot on the ottoman and spread my legs to a good jack-off position. My balls were swinging freely as I continued to stroke my cock while looking at my daughter's pussy filled with her fingers. Ellen was now playing with her nipples with one hand and finger fucking herself with the other. Her legs were spread for all to see. Her nipples were standing hard as she rubbed and tweaked them. Janie had now pulled the night-shirt past her breasts and was following her mothers lead. I continued to jack-off with long controlled strokes. I had gradually slipped lower in my chair with my robe wide-open jacking-off while looking at my wife and daughter fingering themselves. I was afraid I was going to blow my load in my hand and had to take a break. I went to the bathroom and hung my dick and balls over the sink and ran cold water over them to see if that would help. I tried to take a piss again but with the massive hard-on it just wouldn't come. When I returned to the living room things had changed. I had hoped they would. Janie had moved to the sofa. She continued to sit on the floor but she was between Ellen's legs resting her head on her thigh. Ellen was stroking Janie's hair as Janie's hand rubbed Ellen's inner thigh. I stopped behind the sofa to watch standing up to get a better view. Janie's fingers reached Ellen's pussy and parted the lips and slowly and gently fingered her mothers pussy all the while fingering herself. As she did this her head also moved slowly toward Ellen's pussy until both her fingers and her tongue were parting her pussy lips. Ellen's legs opened wider, I don't think she could help herself if she wanted, and Janie's tongue moved deep inside her mother. As I was watching Janie's tongue work on Ellen I failed to notice Ellen's hand working it's way toward my cock. I was standing behind the sofa and was surprised when her hand met mine. I released my cock and Ellen took over continuing the long slow strokes she had seen me do in the chair. At this point Ellen slid completely off the sofa onto the floor where Janie continued to eat her mothers very wet and slippery pussy. With her ass in the air and her head at her mothers pussy this gave me great access to Janie's pussy. I came around the sofa and got down behind Janie. I fingered her pussy which was totally soaked and slid my dick head between her pussy lips for even more lubrication. I leaned forward and slid my cock further along her pussy lips and between her legs. Janie reached back and stroked the head of my dick. I pulled back and positioned my cock head at Janie's pussy. Janie then moved her ass back as she took a breath from eating her mom's pussy and my cock slid in. Looking down on her from the back, seeing her pussy with my cock buried deep inside was a wonderful sight. Ellen was making sounds I don't think I had ever heard her make and now had her legs spread high and wide. They were almost straight up in the air. I knew that I wouldn't last much longer and hopped we would finish together but that was not to happen. I started to sense that wonderful feeling you get as the semen starts to flow and I pushed hard into my daughters' cunt. She stopped tonguing her mothers' pussy and pushed back into my cock as I pumped hot cum into her. Again and again I shot load after load pulling her against my cock until finally there was no more. From my position on my knees behind Janie I could see Ellen's face. Her eyes were closed and she was breathing heavily. As I lay back Ellen raised up from her position and kissed Janie on the mouth. I could see it was a wide open kiss with lots of tongue action going on. Ellen then pushed Janie onto her back and quickly moved into a sixty-nine position. I was finished, all I could do was look. I was now a spectator at the game. Ellen's tongue quickly found Janie's cum filled pussy and eagerly licked and swallowed until Janie was clean. But she didn't stop then. Licking and tonguing Janie from pubic mound to asshole Ellen was giving and getting the same treatment. The moans grew louder, the hunching and heaving grew more frantic until both buried their face in the others pussy and pushed their pussy into the others face. The orgasms must have been long and powerful as both girls bodies wilted into a pile. They rolled onto their side, legs still open, tongues still pressed into the others pussy. Neither wanted to break apart. After a few moments movement started and I lay down beside them. Two of us naked, Janie still had on her nightshirt somehow. We snuggled for a while and then I got a sheet off the bed and covered them as I went to the shower. When I returned they had moved to the sofa where Ellen held Janie to her breast where Janie had fallen asleep. To Be Continued...