2 comments/ 24450 views/ 19 favorites Tangled in Europe Ch. 01 By: BelindaTV This is the continuing saga of Ben Black and his twenty-one year old daughter Cynthia; our lovers have been involved in an incestuous love affair. And despite the tragedy and heart break they have endured along the way. They have managed to somehow make their sex fuelled relationship work. Well, as best they can anyway. After my baby girl almost died on me I decided to cash in a policy and take her on the trip of a lifetime across Europe. She had suggested we take a holiday while recovering in hospital. Cynthia even suggested we could pretend to be husband and wife. I must admit, I liked that idea. Sitting at the kitchen table with my tablet, I was making the last reservations for our trip to France, Cynthia came in and standing behind put her arms around my neck and she looked at the accommodation list for the hotels etc, I had booked. "Click on that one there. It looks fab." She says, pointing to the tablet as she snuggles into my neck kissing me. One of the places I have chosen in France was the chateau Louis in the Cotes-d'Armor region. It was a large old house that had been fully renovated in a Louis XVI style and turned into a small hotel. It had copied the style in a very meticulous manner. The photos of the interior and rooms were breathtaking, and I could see Cynthia was excited by them. "Ohhh, Click that photo dad please." And I enlarged a picture of one of the bedrooms. Its center piece was the very large white ornate looking four poster bed decorated with gold leaf. "God that's some bed babe." I said, amazed by its size. "Isn't it, isn't it just. I bet its nice and soft too, perfect for fucking on." She replied seductively and she began to kiss my neck slowly, while her hand wandered down the front of my pants seeking my now hardening cock. "I can't wait to fuck you on that." She whispered in my ear as she caressed me with her lips slowly, her hand had found my cock. And she started to tug it slowly in my pants encouraging my pre-cum to flow while circling my cockhead with her thumb. "Why wait my love? I want to fuck you right now." My cock was fully erect and demanding attention. Standing up I see she is wearing a slightly shear white blouse, her beautiful lemon coloured lace bra tantalised the eyes as it peeped through her top. Those beautiful puffy nipples now fully erect, were screaming to be sucked hard as they stood out teasingly. I pulled her into my arms and started to kiss her passionately on the lips, my hands pulled up her skirt exposing her very sexy black lace topped stockings and she had matching French lace knickers on. Cupping my hands around her soft ass I worked my way down kissing her neck lightly as my lips made their way to her nipples. I licked them through the fabric while I slipped my fingers under her lace panties, into her very warm and moist pussy. "Mmmmm, Your pussy is soft and wet babe." I sigh, pressing my head into her chest. "Well if you will tease it like that, what do you expect dad." She giggled as she opened my pants to expose my now raging hardon." Sitting down on my chair she sends my pants and jocks to my ankles; I step out of them and kick them under the chair. Slowly and so gently she starts to lick my cockhead, moaning as she savours my pre-cum. Opening her sweet tasting mouth she proceeds to take me in right down the full length of my shaft. "Oh Christ babe, that so fucking good. Oh, that's it. Suck it Cynthia. Suck my cock hard." I moaned. Smiling up with me she continues to lavish my cock with kisses, and licks my shaft along its entire length. God how my little girl could suck cock beautifully, she really enjoys toying with me."Mmm, I love your big cock. I want you in my pussy. Please!" She moans, as she presses her cheek to my cock. Standing up she starts to open her blouse. She releases her bra and it pops up just enough to expose her puffy nipples. I lean forward into her and start to slowly circle her nipple with my tongue while my fingers gently rub her pussy slowly carefully, before slipping inside.Her body jerks slightly as the electricity of ecstasy shot though her. "Oh god that so good, your fingers.Ohhh fuck my pussy." And she started to pump on my fingers slowly. I continued to tantalise and tease her wet pussy; my baby's juices were now flowing steady and strong coating my fingers; flowing down to my wrist. "You like this babe. Don't you?" I say as I gaze into her deep blue eyes, I watch the effect my fingers have on her face. She stops for a moment and looks at me smiling coyly. "Your fingers are nice. But I want your cock, I want it now!" Sliding her skirt off she leans over the table lifting her bum as high as she can inviting me to take my place behind her. God what a sight her wonderful soft bum is in those lace panties; and there, bulging magnificently was her incredible pussy its soft folds peeping out from their elastic restraints in the crotch. I couldn't resist. Falling to my knees I buried my nose in her soft folds, her scent; god that intoxicating scent is so addictive. Like a junkie I can never get enough. Pulling the lace aside to expose her pussy I slowly part the soft petals of her flower and I begin to lick her slowly sipping her succulent sweet nectar. Taking a deep breath she let out a long sigh."Oh dad that's so unfair. My pussy wants your cock. Ohhh fuck." Ignoring her protests I continue to lick and suck her pussy working my way slowly to her tight rose bud, circling her little bud with my tongue and dipping it in gives me the desired effect. "Ohhh Fuck, dear Jesus that's so good." She cries in a long moan as her hands tightly gripped the edges of the table. I begin to bury my tongue into her pussy as deep as I can and my patience is rewarded by her cry. "Oh god I'm coming. Dear Jesus Christ, I'm coming." Like a hopeless drunk I suck her pussy hard. I couldn't get enough of her honey, even if I climbed in side her pussy it would never be enough. Panting away heavily she looks back at me."That's not fair. I wanted us to cum together." She sighs in protest. "Don't worry my love. My cock is yours now." I whisper to her, as I lavish baby kisses on her soft pert bum. Standing up I grab my shaft and pull her panties aside, slowly I begin to rub my cockhead between the soft lips of her pussy. Pushing the head in just a little bit I allow her to slide slowly down my shaft, drawing me deep in to her wet nest. I watch the excruciating ecstasy that is etched on her face as she bites her bottom lip. I pause just a moment running my fingers under her blouse and up her back. Panting heavily she lets out a long slow moan. "Fuck its good. Your cock has me filled." She gasps. I slowly start to fuck her wet pussy. I want this to last and savour her sweet agonies as she pleads with me again. "Please fuck me hard. Your little girl wants you to fuck her pussy hard dad. Please!" I continue to fuck her slowly for another moment or two. Then pulling my cock out slowly, but not all the way. I plough it back in deep and hard. "Jesus. Ohhh fuck yes, yes!" She gasps, as she struggles to catch her breath.Grabbing her hips in my hands I start to quicken the pace of my thrusts, her juices flow steadily down my balls as they copiously coat my cock. I wouldn't last much longer as the heat of her pussy had started my balls pulsating. God I could feel it building in my balls, and suddenly like an electric jolt my cum burst forth into her tight wet pussy. "Ohhh babe, I'm cumming. Holy fuck I'm cumming." And she started to shudder herself as her orgasm building slowly; pulsated through her body. "Yes, yes, yes. Fill me. Ohhh god fill my pussy with your cum!" She cried, as she drove her pussy in hard to me, clinching my cock as hard as she could. Slowly my cock stopped pumping cum into her, and we are both out of breath, breathing deeply filling our lungs with much needed oxygen. Pulling the chair beside me I entice her to sit down on my lap as my cock was still nestled in her pussy. Sitting down I reached around and started to rub her soft nipples. "God that was amazing. Really amazing babe. Thank you Cynthia." I whisper into her ear as I snuggle my lips to her back. "Fuck, amazing doesn't even begin to describe this dad." She replied still gasping for air. I could feel our cocktail of love juice begin to seep from her pussy and its warmth embrace on my balls felt so fucking good. We sat for a while and she leaned back in my arms her closed eyes, savouring the afterglow of our sex. Slowly she got up and my now flaccid cock slipped out, I watch as my cum dribbles from her pussy. Moaning she complains. "Fuck I hate when you slip out. I feel so empty inside." Turning around she gives me a very slow passionate kiss before whispering. "Thanks dad, I love you, love you so much." "I love you too, so very much." I reply, gazing into her deep blue eyes. Gathering up our scattered clothes we dress and I go back to finalising our travel arrangements. Cynthia went to the bathroom to freshen up, and with the door open I could hear her start to pee. Sighing her delight, she continued to empty her bladder. God the sound of a woman; my baby girl pissing is a wonderful erotic sound I think, as I sit savouring her sweet music. Again I wonder to myself, how many fathers wished to be able to listen to their little girl's sweet symphony as they slowly tug their cock outside a closed bathroom door, listening in vain to the discrete silence from within. We packed the last of our cases that night and turning around I see Cynthia picking up a new white swimsuit, turning to me she asks. "What do you think?" "You'll look hot in that babe really hot." I quip. And I could visualize her standing there in the swimsuit with a most exquisite cameltoe between her legs. Fuck what a vision! I say to myself. We had an early flight so we placed the cases in the car that night and we both slip into bed, and into a deep sleep; still exhausted by our love making in the kitchen. God the afterglow was still burning away in my balls long after that hot fuck! After a few hours our flight made its approach over the French coast, the plane banked slightly on its side and the captain announced in English and French that we should look out our windows. Cynthia leaned into the window, she was finding her excitement hard to contain. "Ohh look dad, ohhh look, its wonderful." She sighs, as we made our final approach to Rennes airport. Sitting down her face is aglow with excitement, I whisper to her. "We're supposed to be married pet, call me Ben." And I smile. She giggles and looks around to see if any of the other passengers were looking. But they were too busy looking out their own windows. We made our way through security and one of the French cops on duty carefully examined our passports. He asked the purpose of our visit, and I told that my wife and I were on holiday. He stared at Cynthia and then at me. And I could see his dirty little mind working over time. "Ok, Mr and Mrs Black, profiter de votre séjour en France." He says, before handing back our passports and gesturing to us to move along. We giggled like kids as we headed to the exit. "Did you see the look on his face Ben." Cynthia said as she continued to giggle. "He's just jealous babe," I say. "and why not. I am married to a beautiful little girl." We wrap our arms around each other as we head to collect our cases and exit the airport. I had hired a small ragtop that wasn't really practical, the cases just about made it in to the back. And soon we were whizzing along the French roads. I asked Cynthia what the cop had said in French, and although her French is good. "Enjoy your trip to France." She said, well she thought it's what he said anyway. She loved driving along with the top down, the golden French sun beamed down on us. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, and she briefly pulled herself up to feel the wind in her face.Our first destination is at an old Abbey on the French coast. It had been abandoned hundreds of years ago by the British, and it was to this day still occupied by some monks. Perched high on a hillside on a small sloping island, the abbey was the perfect place to view the French countryside from. Over the centuries a tiny little community had built its self up along the hillside, with a few hotels, shops and café's discreetly dotted below the abbey.It was here we are going to spend the first night of our honeymoon in a little hotel called Hôtel Pierre. It was a typical family owned French hotel. Small but intimate. We check in and the manager did not bat an eyelid at our age difference, his command of English was good. After he showed us to our room he left closing the door behind. The room was small but cosy; there was a bathroom complete with an old ceramic tub. Cynthia was positively aglow with excitement, her face and her beautiful blue eyes shone brightly.Throwing her arms around my neck she hugged me tightly and kissed me passionately on the lips. "Oh, its wonderful, really wonderful dad. I love you, I love you." "I love you too my little beautiful girl. Remember its Ben now darling." I chuckle. "Lets have a bath, come on Ben, let's do." And she started to strip her clothes off; I sat there drinking in the wonderful strip show before I stood up to undress myself. We were like two children in the bath splashing the bubbles on each other in between passionate kisses. We slowly and carefully washed each other relishing our first bath together. God I think to myself, I have to put a tub on the shopping list. I was thinking about the many opportunities for wonderful fucking it would provide. I hopped out and as I stood there gazing at my lover she pressed her face to my cock snuggling against it she sighed. "God I just love your cock, I really love your cock." And she held her face in my crotch for a moment or two kissing it gently. We both dressed and Cynthia put on a white t-shirt without her bra. Jesus her tits looked amazing as the nipples poked out. She put on some white lace knickers and pulled on a short floaty pink skirt. We headed down and enter the restaurant attached to the hotel, and using her French Cynthia ordered us a typical French meal complete with some tasty local red wine. We sipped our wine and toasted our pretend marriage. After finishing our food we left to explore the abbey. She raced ahead of me like a child, taking the steps of the first stone stairs two steps at a time. Her skirt floated up slightly in the air and I caught a glimpse of her wonderful pussy peeping through the lace knickers. What a sight to behold. Only another red blooded man can understand the erotic beauty of getting a glimpse like that, and the wonderment of what lies snuggled in that sexy crotch. We make our way to the top stopping along the way to take pictures, I want to capture this moment, to treasure it long after it fades. She sits on a wall and I take a wonderful photo of her as the sun sets. Her lovely hair is blowing in the wind behind her. Cynthia then lies on her side on the wall, using the palm of her hand to prop her head up. I secretly gesture her to pull her skirt up just the tiniest bit, just enough to show a hint of lace. She obliges willing and with a devilish gleam in her eyes she poses for me. My cock was like a wild animal drooling over its prey in my pants. I quickly, secretly pat my crotch to acknowledge that wonderful feeling its giving me. God what a feeling that is. We stay for a bit gazing out to sea in silence with our arms wrapped around each other in a loving embrace. As we head back down Cynthia explores the few gift shops dotted along our path. In one shop she gestures me to come over. And pointing into a glass cabinet I see what her excitement is all about. There in a little gift box is a pair of matching wedding bands, eagerly she looked at me and asks in a hushed voice. "Can we get them, can we?" I call the assistant over and she lets us try on the rings and they fit perfectly on us both, placing them back in the box I pay the woman for them. Cynthia snuggles up to me as we walk letting out a sigh now and then as she savours the moment. It is just about dark when we arrive down again, and we make our way to the sandy beach. kicking off our shoes we walk along arm in arm. We stop to gaze at the moon for a moment before I take the rings out. We place them on each other's fingers and exchange our vows to always love each other for ever, before engaging in a very long slow passionate kiss. I know it's only a pretend wedding, but to us it's just as solemn; just as real. We walk along the shore and discover a secluded spot, and laying on the still warm sand my baby places her head on my chest and begins to rub her fingers lightly on my crotch. She can feel my cock begin to grow steadily and she opens my button and unzips my fly setting my cock free into the cool night air. Slowly she starts to lick my cock, I close my eyes and I drift into a blissful delirium. Over and over again she licks my cock, sucking its swollen head and sipping my pre-cum. God my balls felt so tight, so swollen. I knew they could not take much more. She knew I was on the verge of cumming and slipped my cock into her sweet mouth. Moaning and bucking my arse off the sand my cum rushed forth into her mouth. "Dear Jesus baby. Fuck that's incredible. Please suck me hard." I groaned. As she fondled my balls slowly milking them dry. After my orgasm drifted away like the tide, she lay there in silence and every now and then she kissed my cock, pressing her face to my crotch. We stood up and she tucked my cock back in my pants as she smiled. We made our way back to our room and I returned the favour to my lovely little girl, as we consummated our marriage in that bed that very night, slowly, passionately, intensely. The following morning I awoke first, leaving my lover behind I step out to gaze at her angelic figure. Her lace panties that were so eagerly discarded a few hours before lie on the floor. Picking them I sit in a chair and sample her sweet scent. I sit there like an artist in a studio gazing at the beautiful pose my angle, my subject has struck. She lies there naked on her side slightly curled up; her long auburn hair now tied in a ponytail rests on her pillow behind. Slowly I let my eyes wander along my little girl's body, her amazing tits now slightly pushed together lie softly against the sheet. I can see her lovely soft tummy rise and fall as she breaths softly, peacefully. And there, just cheekily peeping out between her legs is her wonderful pussy. God I had to restrain myself hard to stop myself from mounting her as she sleeps, as my cock begins to weep at this sight. Like all fathers I have spent many a long night watching over my baby when she was sick, watching; listening to her breathing, hoping her deep sleep will last. It is about an hour before my baby finally casts off the velvet cloak of sleep. I watch as she stretches and flexes her soft supple body. Slowly she opens her eyes and with her wonderful smile she greets me. "Good morning Ben." Moving over to her bedside I kiss her slowly on her lips, letting it linger just moment. "Good morning to you Mrs Black." I say. "What are the plans for today?" she asks. "Breakfast first I suppose. We don't have to be at the chateau Louis until late this evening. It's a long drive and we can explore as we go. But first I need to freshen up." "Oh that sounds so nice, so romantic dad." Before I leave her side I couldn't resist burying my nose in her pussy. God her beautiful bouquet is much stronger in the morning, enough to leave you breathless with desire. I head to the bathroom and filling the sink I prepare to shave, Cynthia comes in behind me still naked. She grabs my erect cock from behind and whispers in to my ear. "Good morning Mr Wood it's nice to see you." And she giggles just like a school girl. Tangled in Europe Ch. 01 "I have to pee. Do you mind?" "No go right ahead pet. I don't mind, I don't mind at all. Hey if you mention my name they will give you a good seat. I chuckle. I watch in the vanity mirror as she sits down on the seat. God this is what I have wished for, this is what I had envisioned I my mind I sighed. As an erotic euphoric feeling gently wrapped its loving hands around me. Cynthia, with her head bent takes a breath slowly releasing it as she encourages her pee to flow. Slowly I hear a few droplets dribble out before transforming into a long flow. She catches me looking and with a seductive look on her face she speaks to me. "I know my daddy likes to hear me pee. Don't you?" I do not reply, I just continue to savour her sweet music. "Come over, come over and see." I turn around and keeling in front of her she lifts herself up. Her golden pee flowing, arching, cascading like a wonderful waterfall into the water below. Tiny droplets drift away from her pussy glistening in the early morning sunlight that shines in the small bathroom window. I watch as the arc of piss slowly recedes as her bladder empties. Standing up she takes a tissue and before she can pat herself I take her hand and gazing into her eyes I say."Let me do that for you." I have no intention of wasting it and I plunge my lips to her pussy to savour the last droplets of her pee. God it's warm and slightly salty. But it fucking tastes so much better than any French wine. "Oh I didn't know my dad likes my pee." She says in a coy tone as she rubs her fingers through my hair. "If you are a good little boy, maybe I might let you drink it next time. You'd like that, wouldn't you?" I nod my head in agreement as I continue to suck the last droplets up. Standing up she puts her arms around my neck and hugs me slowly. "You never cease to amaze me Ben. I love that, I love you." She whispers to me as she kisses my neck. "I love you too. God how I love you." I return to shave and Cynthia shares the sink with me, playfully I dot the top of her nipples with shaving foam. She giggles her delight at my antics. She leaves for a few moments and returns to fix her makeup; she is wearing light blue lace boy shorts and matching bra. She leans looking out the little window, gazing out at the view with her chin resting on her hands. Her pussy is bulging in her lace shorts providing me with a view of my own. I join her and I place my hard cock between her legs and I start to stoke her back. Cynthia pushes her ass back into me and starts to slowly rub her lace clad pussy along my shaft. God the lace rubbing off my cock is amazing, she moans her delight at the sensation herself as she rests her cheek on her hands. Pulling out I push the lace aside exposing her wet folds, placing my cockhead between them I slowly enter her temple of love. Slowly I let my cock in, the lace tantalises my cock as it slides in.Without moving and with her eyes closed she sighs. "Fuck me slow Ben. Please fuck me slow." I don't disappoint my lover and I start to gently thrust my cock into her wet pussy. Her nectar seeps out around my cock and starts to flow slowly from her pussy onto her thigh. It's so warm and wet inside I wish I could stay hard for ever, god does my balls feel so good each time the lace panties brush against them. I start to gently pick up the pace and I am reward with a long slow moan from my girl. "Oh fuck dad. I can never get that big cock of yours in far enough." I can feel my balls begin to slowly erupt, it's that wonderful tight feeling you get before the sudden release of cum. "Fuck. I'm cumming. Jesus take it. Take it all babe." I whisper to Cynthia as I lay my head on her back. Her pussy clinches tightly and her own flood gates break loose, bucking her arse against me she moans. "Ohhh, god. Oh god I'm cumming Ben. Christ." Her pussy pulsates with pleasure savouring, milking my cum from my balls. We both quiver from the intensity of the moment as Cynthia lifts herself up and pulls my arms around her tightly as I snuggle into her neck. "Thank you. Ohh god, thank you so much my love." I whisper into her ear. She doesn't reply, she just basks in the morning sunlight that shines in on us both through that small little window. We linger taking in the view and we both savour my cock as it lies in her wet pussy. Slowly I pull out from my lover and as always she sighs a little as my cockhead leaves her soft folds. I wash up and I leave to get dressed. I look back to see my little girl sitting on the loo again with her lovely lace knickers pushed to her knees. She catches me. "What goes up dad must come down." She giggles, and I linger in the doorway a moment to listen to that sweet music. God I fucking love that sound of her peeing, I love it so much. After we got dressed we head downstairs and we have breakfast outside the restaurant, I watched the people passing and I caught sight of another couple like us. The girl was no more than nineteen I guess, and she wore pink shorts with striped traditional French top, her ass was amazing and her tits looked rock hard, and wow, did her pussy bulge in her shorts. She had an Asian look about her and she had long black straight hair. Holding her hand was a man about sixty I guess. And I wondered if he was her father, and like me; was he busy fucking that pussy every night like I do with my daughter. Lucky Bastard! "Penny for your thoughts?" Cynthia interrupted my erotic train of thought. "I was just taking in the view pet. Watching the folks pass by." "Come, let's go. I want to get out on the road." She replied excitedly. And I pause to look at the couple as they walked away from our sight, still wondering. We set off after loading up the car and with the roof down we made our way along the French rural roads. We managed to find a supermarket, and we bought some takeout salad bowls and a few other bits for lunch on the way. Our first port of call was spotted by my baby and she pointed to a sign that said something about a car museum. "Come on let's check it out." So I pulled off and we visited this museum, it was packed with cars from all over the world from all different eras. We spent almost two hours exploring and she sat in a few of the old cars that the museum allowed visitors to sit in. I took loads of pictures, and of course she spread her legs wide getting out so I could get a snap of her wonderful pussy. God nothing looks as good as a pussy tucked inside some nice white knickers with a tiny tell tale wet spot in front. Fuck! I love that wet spot. We drove on for a few more miles before stopping beside a river, there was picnic tables there and we laid our lunch out and sat down to eat. There were lots of people there like us and Cynthia gazed at them as they passed by. "My turn pet. Penny for your thoughts?" I laugh. "I'm just looking at the French couples." "Oh, and what about them?" "The girls look so pretty don't they?" "Well maybe, but I got a hot little girl right here in front of me." I reply, as I run my fingers through the fringe of her hair. Just then a young French girl walked passed by herself, god she was incredible looking, I mean a goddess. She had tight shorts on and her pussy was amazing. Fuck it looked good, the kind that would bring tears of joy to a man. "God I wouldn't mind playing with her ass for an hour or two." Cynthia sighed, as she watched the girl pass. "What the fuck!" I reply, nearly choking on my food at Cynthia's statement. I never knew, she never eluded that she liked to bat for the other side. Coyly I reply. "Oh you fancy a bit of that then?" "Jesus, who wouldn't like to eat that pussy." I do not reply, I just stare at her smiling. "Come on, admit it. You'd fuck her brains out if she offered it?" "Hmm, I don't know. I have a wonderful pussy right here to eat and fuck. Why would I want that?" "Fucking liar Ben." And she bursts out laughing. "So, you never mentioned you like girls to me before?" "It never came up. I dabbled a bit in college when I was away. But as nice as a wet pussy is to suck. I still prefer cock. Especially yours, only yours." Fuck, I have to admit I was getting very horny thinking about my baby in bed licking, sucking another girl's pussy. Oh god it would be nice to watch them in action, and fuck them both hard. Jesus, I laugh to myself, we're not married a few hours and already she's eyeing up pussy. We head along the river for a walk, and shortly afterwards we got back on the road again to head for the chateau Louis. We arrive about 9pm and it is everything we had hoped it would be, the décor was amazing. And they had converted part of a nearby lake into a small beach complete with sand and tables, parasols, chairs and sun loungers. We checked in and they guided us to our room, and there was the bed as it was in the picture, only bigger. Cynthia, her eyes ablaze, jumped in and rolled around on it like she did at home when she was a little girl. Rolling over onto her side she looked at me with a wicked glint in her eyes, and In a very seductive voice she says. "Come over here and fuck your little girl dad!" Boy does she know how to push my buttons; well, with an offer like what man would refuse. Chapter two coming soon. Thanks for reading. Tangled in Europe Ch. 02 This is the continuing saga of Ben Black and his twenty-one year old daughter Cynthia; our lovers are having a deep loving and passionate incestuous love affair. And despite the tragedy and heart break they have endured along the way. They have managed to somehow make their sex fuelled relationship work. Well, as best they can anyway. Our lovers are now holidaying in Europe posing as husband and wife. * God my head, my fucking head! There's a party still going on in my head, and I'm the only one not invited. I mentally say to myself. Trying to get my eyes to focus I slowly sit up in the bed, looking over I see my baby Cynthia lying on her tummy out cold in the bed beside me. For a few moments I gaze at my little girl lying there; I love watching Cynthia sleeping, serenely, peacefully, almost angelic. Slowly and carefully I put one foot out of this oversized bed, I don't notice a discarded wine bottle sneakily lying in wait for me. Abruptly, that sneaky bastard sends me to the floor on my ass. Oh fuck it anyways! My balls, my god dam balls ache. And here I sit now silently moaning to myself. Getting up I head to the bathroom to empty my can as it were. And standing in front of the bowel the blurred events of last night start to appear in my mind, only they are a bit jumbled up. God my cock and balls ache. Who would have thought a big ornate bed in France and a few bottles of wine would turn my little girl into a sex craved monster. But it did. Cupping my balls I mentally say to them; mustn't grumble lads, we are lucky to have her. Examining my cock to survey the damage I find teeth marks, I mean what the fuck! Jesus no wonder it was throbbing away. Cynthia got a bit carried away last night. She was like a wild animal in the bed. We fucked in just about every possible position, and in a few I never dreamed of. And when I got soft, she used every trick in the book to get me going again so she could continue to pound her pussy with my cock. Eventually exhaustion and the wine got to her too. Thank fuck! Closing my eyes I take a deep breath and as I slowly let it out my very full bladder begins to release its self. God that's feels good, I sigh. "Good morning lover." Looking over to the door I see Cynthia leaning on the door jam with just a smile on her face. "Fuck, you startled me babe. I nearly hosed the place down." "You were expecting someone else. Who else would be here?" She giggles. "You could have been the maid." "Well if it was the maid, and she was any kind of woman at all. She would be like me, standing here taking in this wonderful view." "Do you want me to hold it for you dad?" she giggles."No, I can manage." "Here, let me." She says, taking hold of my shaft from behind." "There now, doesn't that feel better Ben?" she laughs, as she leans around to guide my piss into the bowl. "Hmm, now I see why you like to watch me pee. It's kind of erotic. Will I give it a shake for you?" "Easy babe, it's a bit tender this morning." I say, finishing up. "Awww, did my pussy wear my daddy's cock out last night?" "NO! but you did leave teeth marks." "Oh fuck! Show me." Turning me around she takes my cock in her hand to examine it. Cynthia looks up at me with that devilish coy look in her eyes, as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth."I'm sorry. All I can say in my defence is, I was hungry. And I do like your cock. Do you want me to kiss it better for you?" she says as she starts to rub her lips along my cock from tip to balls. "Well it's a start, I suppose." "Come this way so." Taking hold of my cock in her hand, she leads me back into the room. I lie on the bed with my legs slightly dangling over the edge. Climbing in beside me she starts to lick my cock up and down very slowly and very softly, she pushes my legs apart wider so she can have better access to my balls as well. Pumping my cock gently with her hand she presses the swollen head to her lips. She rubs her lips in slow circles around my cockhead while gently sipping my pre-cum from its slit. I watch as she starts to take me into her mouth slowly, just the head at first; she uses her tongue to tantalise my swollen gland. Looking up at me with a beautiful loving smile she asks. "Is that any better dad?" "That feels amazing pet. Really amazing." I moan, slightly out of breath. She continues to lavish her loving attentions on my hardon, she takes me fully in to her moist mouth right down to my balls. "That's it babe. Suck me, suck me nice and slowly. And I close my eyes and let myself be carried away with this moment of passion. Cynthia really loves sucking my cock; to her sucking me off is a labour of love, and not just a quick blowjob. Nothing else matters but the satisfaction of her lover, Me. Taking my cock out of her mouth she straddles me, and slowly she lowers her pussy to my shaft. Jesus the heat of her pussy, she is wet, very wet. Barely touching my shaft with her sticky pussy she starts to glide along me coating with her honey. Leaning into me she whispers softly. "Does my wet pussy feel nice Ben?" And dipping her fingers into her pussy she smears her sweet sticky honey across my lips, before pressing them in to my mouth. She watches as I make love to her fingers, sucking, tasting, and savouring her sweet tasting honey. "I love you Cynthia, I love you so very much." "I know dad, I know. I love you too with all my heart." She whispers to me. And slowly she places her lips to mine, and we share a passionate oh so slow kiss. Our tongues probe each other's mouths as we savour each other's lips. She lifts herself up slightly and taking my cock she begins to circle her swollen clit slowly against my cockhead. "Ohh, that nice. That's so nice Ben." And she gives a little shudder as the heat of her own orgasm begins to slowly build inside her body. She guides me between her soft pussy lips, just taking the head of my cock inside first. With her eyes closed, she slowly takes me deep in to her; she has the most wonderful expression of ecstasy on her face as she slowly slides herself down my shaft. Tossing her head back she gasps. "Christ, your cock. Ohhh, its so good my love." she sighs. Slowly she starts to ride my cock, god she is amazing to watch in action her breasts are heaving with the effort, and biting her bottom lip she begins to work into a wonderful rhythm of lovemaking. The heat of her passion in her pussy is incredible; I feel her honey running down my balls, down the crack of my ass and soaking into the sheets below me. God what a sensation it is to feel so wet by her passion. "Fuck Cynthia. Your pussy. God, it's wet. Christ I love it." "I can feel you getting near my love. Try to last a bit longer, please." She begs. Last night's insane fuck fest was nothing but shear animal lust. But this! This was my baby, my lover pouring her love, her passion for me into one magical moment of beautiful lovemaking. That can only be experienced by two lovers deeply, hopelessly in love with each other. She snuggles her face into my neck and slowly she places baby kiss after baby kiss lovingly on my neck. The heat of our passion is finally too much for my balls, and taking a long deep breath I release my cum into her hot pussy. "Ohhh, dear god I am cumming. I'm coming." I gasp. Her pussy clinches my shaft hard as it does not want to waste a drop of my cum. Pressing her lips to my ear she sighs. "Fill my pussy Ben. I want to feel your cum deep in me. Please." As my throbbing cock finally finishes filling my lover, she lifts herself up and lets me slide out; she places it between the soft folds of her pussy and begins to slide along its entire length. Slowly her orgasm is starting to build deep inside, she shudders, and with her eyes closed she pressed her wet pussy hard on my shaft. Her grinding is getting faster, stronger, and harder as she nears her tipping point. "Dear god Ben, my pussy is on fire. Fuck, I cumming. I'm cumming all over you." she cries, her body is shaking from the waves of ecstasy that are coursing through her. My cock is flooded with her wonderful warm cum, my ass and balls soaked from all of her love juice. The bed sheets below me are soaking from all our passion. God what a wonderful feeling, what a wondrous sight my daughter is when she is in the throes of unbridled ecstasy. Her passion is so intense, it's like her whole body is on fire. She lies down again resting her head on my shoulder and snuggles in close to me, her body glistens with sweat, her breathing is deep and laboured as she shakes from the intensity of this passionate moment. "That was intense dad. Just fucking intense. My pussy is throbbing so hard, it's wonderful. Thank you. I love you so much." She sighs into my ear."I love you too Cynthia. You know that, don't you?" She nods her head slowly in agreement as she continues to rub her pussy on my softening cock in small circular motions; I can feel her engorged clit pressing into my shaft. It's so tantalising, so wonderful to be able to feel the passion that flows from my baby. We are both wasted by this deep loving episode of passion; silently we lie there snuggling, basking in the afterglow of our intense lovemaking. After a few minutes and with a wonderful lovers smile on her face Cynthia lifts herself up and speaking softly she says. "Last night was wonderful dad. But this was amazing. When we make love like this I can feel the deep love you have for me." "Ditto, my love. The passion and love you give to me is so wonderful. It takes my breath away. I love you so very much, it hurts. And sometimes it scares me. God Cynthia I love you, more than life itself." And I hug her tightly as if it's the last time I would. "I know. I feel like that too. I want us to be together always. Don't ever leave me Ben." "I will love you forever my love. Forever." We continue to gaze in silence at each other only breaking away briefly from it to share a passionate kiss. Gently we roll onto the sheets facing each other. "Fuck, the sheets are soaked. Is that from us?" she giggles."Yep. That's our passion right there alright." I laugh. "Would I want to wash them? You know, the maid what will she think." "Oh don't worry about her. She'll probably be jealous when she sees them. Hell she may even suck on them to taste our passion." I laugh. "Ben, you perverted fucker. I love you so much." And we both giggle like little kids at the thought of the maid enviously surveying our gift of passion that we leave her. "Well babe. What do you fancy doing today? Visit a museum or go for a walk, or whatever." "I'm a bit wasted by our lovemaking. I was thinking about putting on my new bikini and lounging around by the lake. It looks lovely and warm today." Ha, I am glad it's not only me who's shattered by our gymnastic fucking session. No man likes to admit they are well and truly fucked. It's just not done; it's a matter of male virility. Well, pride of course. "Awww has daddy worn out his little girl so soon?" I whisper into her ear giggling. "You are just as wasted as me, aren't you?" "Oh, I could easily go another few rounds babe." I quip back, with an innocent looking grin on my face." "Liar." She laughs, and chases me into the shower. We both enjoy showering together slowly washing each other's body, it is just another wonderful way of expressing our love for each other. I love the little moans Cynthia let's out as I wash her back down slowly. Before taking the showerhead in my hand to rinse the soapy bubbles away. I love to watch the water cascading down from her shoulders over her bum. A little waterfall forms between her legs, with droplets of water dripping down from her pussy. A very erotic sight. We get dressed eventually, and Cynthia puts on that wonderful white bikini. God does it accentuate her lovely puffy pussy. What a wonderful cameltoe her pussy forms in the crotch. Breathtaking, simply breathtaking. "What do you think Ben?" she asks, giving me a twirl. "Hot, babe. Very Hot!" I say and I grab her and pull her tight to me so I can steal another one of those long passionate kisses from her lips. "Easy Rover. We have all day for that later." She giggles. I put on some blue board-shorts myself and a simple white T-shirt, while Cynthia wraps a sarong around her waist before we head off downstairs to scrounge up some breakfast. On the way down the stairs we meet one of the female staff members heading up to start cleaning the rooms perhaps. We both turn back to look at her and we start to giggle."I wonder will she suck the sheets Ben?" "Now who's the pervert. Really Cynthia I'm disgusted by you." I whisper in her ear. She elbows me in the ribs before skipping down the stairs ahead of me laughing her head off. After breakfast we walk the short distance to the lake shore, it resembles a beach more than a lake. The owners went to great length to pull off a beach setting, and they really pulled it off. Lying back in a sun lounger I settle down. It is lovely here by the lake, a cool gentle breeze soothes the cares away just nicely. Stretching my legs out and flexing my toes, I watch as Cynthia drops her sarong on the lounger beside me savouring every one of her wonderful curves. "Just off for a quick dip Ben." "Ok, my love. I'll be watching you." Placing a kiss on my cheek she whispers in my ear. "Fucking pervert." Giggling like a little girl, she turns to run to the water with excitement. I watch as she launches herself into the water. For the briefest of moments I freeze the picture of Cynthia's ass and that gorgeous pussy in my mind. God, if only I could print some of the images my mind has captured. I lie here with my eyes closed in the warm sunshine and I think to myself, Ben you are one lucky bastard. I am now beyond caring if people know that Cynthia is my daughter. Fuck them! What do they know about the deep love we have for each other? It's not sordid or dirty, or anything like that. It's pure love, a deep caring love we both share. And of course I am going to fuck the guts out of her every chance I get, who wouldn't when they have such a beautiful creature like my Cynthia. Fuck the bigots; fuck them all I think to myself, they can only dream of sharing a love, a passion at this level of intensity. Those fathers's can go back to silently tugging their cocks as the sniff their daughter's knickers. While they lock themselves up in their toilets or some other dark hole getting off. It won't be me. No way! My personal rant gets interrupted by someone blocking the sunlight, and thinking it's my baby back from her swim I open my eyes. Jesus Christ would you look at that, I don't believe what I am looking at. It's her, the girl from the abbey. The Asian looking girl who was with her father or lover that morning as we had breakfast. She had her back turned to me, and she was just a few feet away at another lounger, her raven black hair went all the way to her bum, and boy is she a goddess. She is wearing a simple black bikini top and holy fuck a thong bottom. She bends over to pick up her towel, and ohhh my fucking god, her pussy, Jesus Christ almighty the lips of her pussy. They have won the battle and swallowed the thong between her soft lips. I can see some dark fluffy hair peeping out. Ohhh my, what a sight.My cock leaps to attention, god what a hardon. She starts to dry herself off with the towel, she must have been in for a swim too. I am enjoying the sight when unbeknownst to me Cynthia had returned herself. She places her hand in my crotch and pressed very hard she coyly whispers to me. "You old pervert dad." And she giggles. "I can't blame you though, she's nice. Very nice." Flopping down on the sun lounger beside me Cynthia let out a long sigh. "God that swim was good Ben. You should have a dip yourself, to cool off." And she has that wicked grin I love so much on her face. The girl turns around to face us, she has a wonderful smile and my goddess begins to speak. "I am sorry, was this spot taken?" Before I could answer Cynthia chimes in. "No, make yourself at home. I'm Cynthia. Cynthia Black and this is my husband Ben." She replies as she sits up on the lounger, I watch as Cynthia's eyes practically devour this beautiful creature. "Hello Cynthia. Hello Mr. Black it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Jasmine. Jasmin Ford." "Call me Ben Jasmin, and it's a pleasure to me you." I say, sitting up and extending my hand out to her. I want to get a closer look at this hot girl. And besides I want to wind up Cynthia in the process for leaning so hard on my cock, ouch that hurt. "So, are you on holiday's guys?" she enquires as she sits on the lounger. "Yes, Ben and I are on our honeymoon." "Aw, that's so cute guys. I hope you will be very happy." "What about you, are you on holidays too?" I ask, still wondering about the man I saw her with. "Yes, yes we are. My dad took me with him on his business trip. And we are taking a few days off to enjoy France." So that's who he is. I watch as Jasmin takes a bottle of sun tan lotion out of a bag beside her, carefully she spreads the lotion all over her arms and tummy. God how I envy that lotion. She struggles to do her back properly and I hear Cynthia ask. "Would you like me to do that for you Jasmin." "Only if you don't mind Cynthia." "No problem. We girls have to look after each other." Standing up Cynthia gives me a Nelson Munch type Haw, Haw grin. I can see hunger in those deep blue eyes of hers, and fuck I wish it was me. Jasmin lies down on the lounger face down with her head turned to the side, Cynthia sits by her side and I see her whisper in Jasmin's ear. She grins over to me, and I wonder if it's some secret code between girls. I watch as Cynthia undo's Jasmin's strap at the back setting her wonderful breasts free underneath, but still out of sight. Carefully she places lotion on her hands rubbing it slowly and provocatively while grinning at me with a sinful devilish look on her face. Cynthia begins to slowly rub the lotion on Jasmin, starting at her shoulders and working her way down Jasmin's back. She acknowledges Cynthia's touch with a little moan. "Thanks Cynthia, that feel so good." Fuck that little bitch! I'm so fucking jealous right now I could burst, Ahhhh! Again she whispers into Jasmin's ear softly, and again she nods her head. I jealously watch as she starts to apply lotion to her long slender legs, when she reaches her bum she lets her thumbs slide in between the cheeks of her ass. And although I can't see her touch Jasmin's pussy, I know when a girl slightly lifts her ass like a cat when you rub its back. That Cynthia had indeed made contact with Jasmin's amazing pussy with her thumbs. What a temptress my girl Cynthia is. "There Jasmin, all done now." Cynthia says, and standing up again looking over to me she raises her eyebrows and smiles without saying anything; I know that look, it's the. Did you like the show look. "Thanks Cynthia. That felt great." Sitting down at my side she kisses me on the forehead and whispers into my ear. "Well dad you old pervert. Did you like the show? And yes her pussy is amazing too." I don't say anything, what could I say but yes. That fucking show was marvellous and I wanted to fuck her brains out there and then! Jesus, I need a strong drink or a cool dip, something; anything. Getting up and discreetly hiding my obvious bulge with a discarded French newspaper, I excuse myself to the girls and head into the bar for a much needed drink. A nice cool beer I think. I am struggling to ask the barman for a beer, he is obviously a relation of the famous Spanish waiter Manuel. He keeps looking at me blankly while showing me this bottle and that bottle of wine. Just then a voice interrupts our comical sketch. "Excuse me buddy, perhaps I can help." Looking to my left I see its Jasmin's father. "Permit me to introduce myself. I am Oscar Ford." Tangled in Europe Ch. 02 "Hello Oscar, pleased to meet you. My name is Ben Black. And if you speak French I could kill for a cold beer. Care to join me?" "No problem Ben." He says, and with expert French he orders two nice cold glasses of beer. We sit by the window overlooking the lake and I almost eat the glass of beer out of sheer frustration as my blood begins to cool slowly. "Jesus easy there Ben, you'll choke." Oscar laughs. "I saw you down by the lake earlier talking to my daughter Jasmin, is that your daughter that's with you?" "Yes I have met your daughter. And no, she's my wife Cynthia." "Well she is a pretty girl if you don't mind me saying. She looks young?" He quizzes me. "She's twenty-one Oscar. We are on our honeymoon." "Well congratulations, I wish you guys a long happy marriage." And he raises his beer to toast us. "Thanks Oscar." "Have you known each other long?" "Well you could say I have practically known Cynthia all of her life. Well, it feels like that anyway. The marriage was a spur of the moment thing." Well I haven't really lied, have I? "What about yourself? Jasmin said you were on a business trip here to France. Is your wife here too?" I'm still fishing, wanting to know what's what. "Yes, I am on a business trip. But her mother's not here, we are divorced. I have brought Jasmin up by myself. And I have always tried to include her on my trips abroad." "Oh, I am sorry Oscar. I did not mean to pry." Hmmm divorced, is he banging that tight pussy? "It's ok Ben. She left me soon after Jasmin was born. The rotten Bitch dam near cleaned me out in the settlement. Look Ben if you don't mind me saying. I got married to Jasmin's mother on a whim like you almost twenty years ago, I was about was forty-five. I met her in Hong Kong, she was only twenty-two, and after a whirl wind romance we married, not long after that Jasmin was born. She only wanted my money Ben, that's all. And if you have money stashed away, take my advice hide it. Hide it well. I'd hate to see another man go through what I did." So that's where the Asian look comes from, her mother. At a guess I would say there is no way this guy is banging the lovely Jasmin. I glance out the window and I see the two girls chatting. I gesture to the barman to fill two more glasses. "No offence taken Oscar. But I can assure you we are madly in love." "I hope so Ben." "Are you going to be here much longer?" I continue to quiz. "No, unfortunately we head home in the morning." We spend about an hour talking about this and that, and Oscar tells me he a financier for an investment group. They buy property all over the world for practically nothing now; Europe is still feeling the effects after the crash. Looking out the window I see the girls are missing; swimming in the lake perhaps. Oscar excuses himself, he had planned to go for a walk round the lake. I shake his hand and wish him well before returning to the lake to see where my naughty little girl has gone to. "Perhaps your wife and Jasmin have gone for a walk. She's only nineteen and is hardly ever in the company with a girl near her own age. " Oscar says to me as he comes over to my side at the lake. "Yes, they probably have gone for a walk Oscar, it's a nice evening." "Well I'm off myself Ben. If I see them, I'll tell your wife you are looking for her. Ok?" "Thanks Oscar." And head back in to the hotel to see where Cynthia has got to. I enter the small lobby of our room, and I hear some low moaning from within. What the fuck, who's in there? Slowly, and quietly I open the inner door, well fuck me. That little hungry bitch Cynthia has her face stuck between Jasmin's legs. That lucky Bitch! I can see Jasmin lying on the big bed. Her raven black hair is spread out behind her head like a fan. She still has her top on, but her bikini bottom is down around her ankles, and boy is my baby getting stuck in to her pussy. Fuck, I have a four-man tent out the front of my shorts, pre-cum is dripping down my leg. Jesus Christ almighty what a sight, fuck it, I have no camera with me. Well I wasn't going to let my daughter away with her infidelity, so creeping in I stand just inside the door and clear my throat. Jasmin bolts upright in the bed with a look of terror on her face. Hopping up she tries to cover her wet pussy. And I see now it's hairy, but beautifully puffy like Japanese girls. She struggles to pull up her bikini bottom, she looks deeply embarrassed. "Oh god Mr Black. I am sorry, so very sorry. I don't know what I was thinking." Cynthia just sits on the floor lying against the bed, looking rather proud of herself. She has that, I got there first look on her face. "Remind you of anyone Ben, Hmmm?" She asks me coyly raising her eyebrows suggestively. Me of course, when she caught me jacking off with her knickers the first time. Jasmin is still to crying and shaking at the shock of being discovered, getting up Cynthia goes to console here. "It's ok Jasmin, really. My dad won't say a word." "What do you mean your dad, Jesus are you guys fucking each other, is he really your father?" A shocked looking Jasmin asks us. Oh my fucking god, what has that bitch gone and said, has she told her more than this? "Yes, he is Jasmin. We are in love. Really in love, and he is a wonderful lover and father." She proudly announces. Fuck, give it a break you silly bitch, I think. We'll be arrested and deported if you don't shut up. Fuck, it will be in all the papers. I don't mind saying, I am beginning to panic. "Oh don't worry dad. Jasmin won't say anything, because she won't want her daddy to know she is really a hot little lezzy. And she loves having girls eat her pussy. Isn't that right Jasmin?" Jasmin nods her head in agreement as she sobs, I must admit I am relived, but still cross at Cynthia for letting such damming intimate information out. What the fuck was she thinking? Going over to Jasmin Cynthia leads her by the hand over to me. I reach out and very gently brush her fringe from her eyes. "Don't cry Jasmin." I say. "We would both like to share our bed with you. But I won't force you. I would never force myself on any girl, that would be wrong. And If we do make love, I want it to be the same way Cynthia and I make love. If you want to leave, well that's ok too." The most wonderful smile begins to light up her face, she presses her lips to mine and I pull her close to me. God her lips, they taste like cherries, her lips are so soft and tender. Cupping my hands around her head I get lost in a very slow passionate kiss, I can feel Cynthia pressing her head to my back, her arms wrap around me, hugging me tightly. "I love you." She whispers. Breaking from our embrace we all just gaze at each other. I look at these two wonderful girls as if it's the first time I have seen them. I place the palm of my hand on Jasmin's belly and I slowly let my fingers drift down inside her bikini bottoms. I can feel how hairy she is, but it's very soft, not coarse like my Cynthia's gets if she hasn't shaved. My fingers begin to touch her pussy lips; I touch them lightly and rub slowly, I want to savour this moment of pure ecstasy. I am in no rush, and I will not yield to the animal inside me. Knelling down before my goddess I slide her bikini off. "Christ Jasmin your pussy, god it's incredible looking." I sigh. "Thank you Ben." She coos, as she cradles my head in her hands. Pressing my nose to her pussy I inhale deeply her incredible scent, it's much stronger than my baby's but just as sweetly scented. Her pussy lips are really a work of art, I mean fuck! Amazing. I start to kiss those sweet lips passionately and I let my tongue wander in slowly to taste, to savour her honey. I am almost speechless by how good she tastes. Oh dear god I have died and gone to heaven. I can feel Cynthia's hand brush my cheek and she lets out a little sigh. "Nice isn't it dad." I just nod; I am still lost in a sweet nectar oblivion that is Jasmin's pussy. "Incredible Jasmin, your honey tastes so good. Ohh God its so sweet." I say, as I gaze at my two lovely girls. Cynthia giggles and asks "Nicer than mine?" Cynthia asks. "I am sorry babe. But yes, yes it is." "Its ok Ben. I know it does." Cynthia says. I can see she is happy for me. "Well guys," Jasmin says. "Are we going to fuck or what?" Stripping off what's left of our clothes we pile into the big bed giggling like three kids. So here I am, knelling between two very hot girls and I am; well where do I start? I mean I never thought I would be in this kind of situation. I am like a kid in a candy store; will it be Sushi or Apple pie first? And for a brief moment we have a Mexican standoff. The two girls look at each other and nod, fuck it's that secret girl code thing again, and before I can say a word they push me onto my back. The girls begin to rub their hands all over my body, and one by one they kiss me passionately on the lips. They start to smother my body with baby kisses, slowly making their way to my engorged cock. "Fuck girls, that feels sensational." I moan. "Just enjoy Ben. Jasmin and I are going to service you slow and proper." Cynthia giggles. "Yes Ben, we are. We are going to keep licking your big cock until it explodes." Jasmin purrs. Leaning in to my cock the girls start to lick it slowly and lightly, lick after lick after lick. They let their lips linger on my gland slowly sucking it, sipping my pre-cum. "Ben's cock is wonderful Cynthia." She says. "I know, I can never get enough of his cock babe." Cynthia sighs. Oh god, I am living every man's dream, I can't believe this is happening to me. I've watched porno's online and they always seemed to be scripted, but not this. This is live TV in Full HD with surround sound, hey I feel like singing. "Everything is awesome. Everything is cool when you are part of a team!" The girls burst out laughing at my impromptu song. Fuck my balls, nooo; not now. It's too soon. Aww fuck, I know that feeling; they are getting ready to let go. "Ohh fuck girls I am going to cum. Christ it feels so good, don't stop." "Come on Ben, spill it; let it all go." Cynthia's gleefully exclaims. I watch as Jasmin directs my cock as I start to shoot a big load of cum, she guides it all over my tummy and chest." "Ohh fuck yesss. Keep pumping my cock Jasmin. Please." I moan. As the last few spurts land on my chest, Cynthia is already busy licking my cum up. Jasmin joins her and they both slowly clean up my mess relishing every last blob. Jasmin gets to my cock first and polishes the last of my dripping cum off. "Ohhh Fuck girls that was amazing." I gasp. My heart is pounding away in my chest. "I love the taste of your dads cum. It's wonderfully sticky Ben." She giggles. "Thanks Jasmin." I reply. "I love the feeling in my mouth when he fills it with hot cum Jasmin." Cynthia sighs, as she licks a missed blob of cum off my left nipple. Cynthia looks at Jasmin and I can see what's about to begin, slowly the girls begin to kiss each other lightly on their lips, their fingers seek out each other's nipples and they begin to squeeze them hard, flatting out their hands they knead their wonderful full tits. I sit back and enjoy the show, they position themselves alongside me and get into a sixty-nine position. God, do they go at their pussy's with such passion, such skill. No man; I am sorry to say, can deliver the shear ecstasy that two girls can give each other. I watch as they writhe wildly, each pulling the other's pussy tighter to their mouth. I get glimpses of their honey covered faces as they drink deeply of each other's nectar. I am in awe at the spectacle that is unfolding in front of me. It's Jasmin that's the first to let go. "Oh Fuck Cynthia. Please keep fucking me with your tongue. Please." she urges my baby, her moan is deep and filled with passion. A moment later Cynthia breaks loose herself. Jesus, her whole body shakes violently as she cum's, I have never seen such a strong orgasm, she gasps for air as she hugs Jasmin's pussy tightly. What an amazing sight of pure passion. The girls lie there for a few moments kissing each other's throbbing pussy's and nuzzling their faces in tight to the very wet sticky lips. Slowly they return to me, one each side of me. Jasmin kisses me and I can smell and taste my baby's cum on her lips. Cynthia does the same and she shares Jasmin's sweet honey with me. God what tastes, what glorious sweet scents that tantalise my nostrils. "Cynthia that was fucking awesome." Jasmin giggles, as she tries to catch her breath. "Fuck ya Jasmin, that's some pussy you have girl. No offence dad." "Its ok girls, I have really enjoyed the show. You guys are amazing to watch." I sigh. Cynthia looks me deep in my eyes and says. "It's ok Ben, I know what you want. Go ahead; Jasmin wants your cock too. I don't mind, I love you, love you so much." "I love you too my love. My beautiful baby girl." I say, before giving her a very slow passionate kiss. "Come Ben, take me. I want to feel your cock inside me." Jasmin whispers into my ear. "Jasmin, I want to take you from behind. I want to watch my cock as I enter you, ok?" "That's fine, I want you in deep Ben, all the way." Jasmin bends over for me pushing her bum as high up as she can for me, slowly I begin to rub her soft arse and I kiss her pussy gently, I begin to lick those wonderful puffy lips gently sipping her sweet honey. knelling up I grab my shaft and begin to rub it's head slowly between her soft folds, I am in no hurry to enter Jasmin, I want the electricity of the moment to last. Slowly I press my cock forward and I watch as the head disappears between the her pussy lips. Jasmin let's out a low moan, and I tell her to take me inside herself. God she is tight, virgin tight. I can see her clinch the sheets tightly as she slides back on my shaft slowly. "Jesus Ben, you are so big. I have to go slow my love, ok?" "Its fine my love, take your time, it's very wet, but you have a very tight pussy." Good god I have never had a pussy so tight, Cynthia's pussy is nice and tight. But this, well I have no intention of causing pain to my goddess. Cynthia gently strokes her hair and kisses her head softly as if to in some way console her in her agonies. "Ohhh, fuck yes Jasmin. You are home babe." I gasp, as I feel my balls nestle against her soft pussy. She is breathing deeply from her efforts. "Are you ready babe?" she nods her head slowly. Cynthia joins me at my side and strokes my back and whispers into my ear. "Go easy dad, don't hurt her. She is so beautiful. Isn't she?" I nod, and slowly I start to slide my cock back, her pussy lips have gripped me tightly, Jasmin is wet, but it's not enough and she moans deeply. Slowly I begin to fuck this amazing pussy, pushing my cock as far in as I can. God I wish I could fit my balls into her, it's really that good. "Are you ok Jasmin?" "Yes Ben. God you are hard, so very hard." Using long strokes I start to up my tempo, she gasps each time I plunge my cock in, each time a little harder, a little quicker. I want her to enjoy the encrusting ecstasy of our passion. She starts to pump my cock herself, so I let her go and she gives me the most intense fuck any man has ever experienced. She is quivering at her efforts, and I slowly rub my hands from her bum to the top of her back gently urging her on. "That's it Jasmin. Fuck my cock slow babe." I sigh. Cynthia has her arms around me and caresses me gently on my neck, fuck, no words can convey how good my body feels. I begin to fuck her harder, Jasmin cries out in ecstasy. "Dear god Ben, I am going to cum. Oh fuck, please don't stop." I start to plough her pussy hard; my cock is on fire from the friction. With one last deep hard thrust my balls explode violently into her pussy. Jesus Christ what a feeling. "I'm cumming Jasmin. I'm cumming my love." "Ohhh Fuck Ben, it's wonderful, I can feel you cum. Fill me, please fill my pussy with your cum." "Take it, take all of it Jasmin." I groan deeply. Jesus my orgasm is intense, I mean fuck! I have never had so much cum flow from my balls. And Jasmin is so tight none of our love juice is escaping. Cynthia lets out a long sigh of relief herself as if she had felt our wave of ecstasy too. "Thank you Jasmin, thank you so much." I moan. As I gently circle my fingers on her back. She is shaking like a leaf at our efforts. Slowly she sinks into the sheets, she can no longer keep herself up, I guide her down slowly to her side. I continue to kiss her back and neck. Both of us are gasping for air. Cynthia lies in front of Jasmin and kisses her softly on the lips. I hear her whisper to our lover."Thank you Jasmin." "He's a wonderful lover Cynthia, really wonderful." She says, still shaking from our passion. We drift off to sleep, three lovers locked in a loving embrace, god what passion, what love these girls had given to me. I awoke near dawn to see Jasmin sitting at Cynthia's side; she was lovingly rubbing her fingers ever so slightly on her cheek. She kissed her softly and whispered. "Goodbye my love. I will never forget you. Never." Seeing me get out of bed she comes over and gives me a long slow passionate kiss, god I hate this. I plunge to my knees and bury my face in her pussy for one long last embrace. "Please don't Ben. Please don't make it harder than it already is." "I wish you could stay just a bit longer Jasmin." I whisper to her. "I know, I wish you were my father Ben, I really do. I can see how much you and Cynthia love each other." "I love her with all my heart my love. I really do." "She is a beautiful girl Ben, and I know I could fall in love with her too." "Thank you Jasmin, and I don't just mean the sex. But it was epic babe, wasn't it?" "Fuck, yes it was. I loved feeling you cum inside, a real rush." "look can we stay in contact or something?" "Cynthia has all my details. And I was going to leave you these as a reminder of me. I had them on before I changed into my swim suit." Jasmin hands me a pink pair of her panties, they have the sweet stains of her pussy juice, and I deeply inhale her scent from them. "Thank you Jasmin. I will treasure them always." Like a shadow she slips from my sight out of the room, leaving me with her sweet smelling panties, and the memory of most wonderful magical fuck session.I creep back into bed and snuggle up close to my girl, I kiss her on the neck and she whispers softly to me. "Has she gone dad?" "Yes, my love. She has left us." "I will miss her. She is so beautiful, isn't she?" "Yes babe. She is." We awoke from our sleep and snuggling up in the bed we reflected on the events of the past night. Cynthia says she will keep in touch with Jasmin, and who knows we may meet again. "Wouldn't it be fun if she lived with us." "Yes I can honestly say I would be a very happy man." I laugh. "You are just an old pervert Ben. And I do love you so very much." She giggles. "So any thoughts on how to spend the last few days babe?" "Paris dad, I'd love to visit Paris. Can we, please?" There's that little girl I love so much, ten years old and asking for something nice for her birthday. It gets me every time, a sucker I know. But WTF you only live once. "I would have to leave the car back Cynthia we'd lose too much time driving. I will get dressed and go downstairs and ask the manager for advice on getting there." "Thanks Ben. I love you, I love you so much. And I promise I will try to be the best wife any man could have." "I know my love, I know." After a shower I managed to find the manager. I ask his advice about getting to Paris. He checks his computer and suggested we are better taking a flight from Rennes airport to the Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris. I ask if it's possible to book a flight for us. And in a matter of moments he books us two seats for a 2pm flight. I settle up for our stay and head back up to give Cynthia the good news. Tangled in Europe Ch. 02 "Oh dad, Paris. We are really going to Paris." "Yes we are. We just need to drop the car back. Our flight is at two." Cynthia is running around piling our things into the cases, she is so excited, and I am too; the city of lovers, what a way to end our honeymoon. After a few hours of nonstop driving we finally make the airport just two hours before the flight. As we board the plane my baby is so excited, so happy. I just know we are going to make it, we are going to spend our lives together. And who knows, maybe we will meet Jasmin again. We buckle up and my baby can't wait to get going, the engines roar into life and slowly we build up speed and start to climb into the French sky. Fuck this is a bit rough. "Dad what's that?" "Just a bit of turbulence Cynthia, we'll be fine when we level off." "Fuck dad there it goes again." Cynthia is scared by the turbulence she is holding my hand very tightly. "Don't worry pet it will pass in a minute. I love you Cynthia." "We interrupt your program to bring you a newsflash. Stand by as we go over to Jeremy lee in the newsroom." "Good evening, reports are coming in that a French airliner has crashed shortly after taking off. Flight FR102 bound for Paris was seen falling from the sky shortly after taking off from Rennes airport, early reports say sadly there were no survivors. We are joined on the phone by Martin Forde our European correspondent, Martin was due to board another flight from Rennes airport." "Hello Martin can you hear me ok?" "Yes Jeremy I can." "Do we know what happened to flight FR102?" "No, not as such. Early eyewitness reports say they heard a loud noise and when they looked up the plane just fell from the sky and burst into flames. The plane took off from here, and was bound for Charles de Gaulle airport. That was about three hours ago." "Was this a domestic flight to Paris?" "Yes, yes it was. I was boarding a flight myself here when the news broke. This was one of many flights that leave here every day. Early reports put the number onboard at one hundred and sixty-eight passengers and crew." "Do we know if there any survivors at all?" "No, sadly the French authorities say the plane disintegrated when it hit the ground." "Do they know the nationalities of the people on board Martin?" "We have yet to receive a list of the persons onboard. One of my French colleagues said that it would be mostly tourists, business people and French citizens. It may include, Americans, British, German and French nationals. We won't know until the French authorities bring us an update." "Ok Martin, Thank you. We will be back to you later." "Ok Jeremy. This is Martin Forde signing off and handing back to you in the studio." "That was Martin Forde near the scene of this dreadful French air accident. We will have more updates during the evening news. This is Jeremy lee handing you back to you regular programs. Good Bye." "Who are you calling Jasmin?" "Cynthia dad. I just wanted to let her know that we might be up near them in a few months time." "Oh yes, are you planning to meet up?" "Yes, if it's ok with you dad?" "I can see no problem. She is a nice girl and Ben seems like a nice man." "Thanks dad. Awww, just her mailbox. I will try later, I want to speak to her personally." "Come on Jasmin, our flight home is being called and it's a long trip." Fin! For all you men and father's out there who may read my fictional stories, I have this bit of advice for you. But do feel free to metaphorically toss it in the trash if you so wish. But perhaps this lady is speaking to you with a hint of insight into a little girls mind. A father daughter relationship can be confusing at best, but know this, she will begin to fantasise about her dad as she playfully plays in bed with her pussy , wondering how it would feel to have his hard cock in her hot young pussy. We all do, even the shy girls. But, and there is a But! Don't confuse her fantasise with your lust, If she wants you, she will make it clear to you in many ways. Little gestures like innocently leaving the shower room door open wide knowing her dad is nearby. You think she forgot? I think not. But your baby doesn't just want you to fuck her brains out like a sex starved animal; she wants passion and love, like all ladies do. She will want to share her deep love with you, and you must reciprocate. Because if you let lust rule you, and force yourself on her, that is just filthy dirty lust and possibly rape. And you will never get to experience the beauty of real deep love a father and daughter can share. My last piece of advice is more about aesthetics than anything else. If you are aged between forty and fifty and are a fat slob. Well I am sorry my darlings those nicely stained knickers you are sniffing are not down to you. But do not despair; continue to enjoy them for what they are and nothing more. She will have no interest in you. All girls like an older man; we love a tint of grey hair. It's just a security thing we have, but we do prefer older men to well toned, and dress fashionably too. We seek a passionate lover and not simply a quick shag. Nice though it can be, we want a lover who will place our desires above all else. Then; that man, that father is worthy of a girls love and passion. Well good luck my loves. Be happy, be loved. XXX Belinda