Chapter 1

The evening had started as usual, although the weather had been a little rough, high winds blowing the watering can around the garden and the older trees creaking a little, but nothing much to complain about. It was later that night that made the difference and changed the family forever. At exactly 2.30 am Phil was awoken by a tremendous crash and his daughters scream. During the night the winds had increased and a tall ash tree in the neighbours garden had snapped off and fallen against the back of his house, smashing through the window of his teenage daughters bedroom. It was like comic capers for the next hour , people running about trying to clear the broken glass and window frame. Due to the size of the branch that now protruded into the room and the fact that Phil was in no mood to start trying to saw the thing off it was decided that Dawn, still a little frightened , should spend the rest of the night in her parents bed. By 4 oclock Dawn was snuggled down in the kingsize bed , facing her mothers back and with her father on the other side of her, and was breathing deeply as she drifted in to a warm secure sleep. Phil on the other hand was wide awake. Two reasons caused him to lay there in the darkness listening to the high winds still rattling round the house. One was the obvious adrenaline rush that had hit him at the crash of broken glass and his daughter’s scream, the other was the closeness of the same precious girl.

For several months now he had been noticing the changes that were happening with her. Her slim body had started to change. She is beautiful sexy girl he thought. She had started flirting with him. She was senior in high school



This aspect of his daughters emerging in to women hood he had not mentioned to his wife, worrying that she would take the fact that he even noticed it the wrong way. He was finding it harder and harder to ignore his daughter and not to stare when she wandered around the house in her school blouse and just a pair of scanty knickers in the morning, or when she emerged from the bathroom with just tiny towel wrapped round her waist , always seeming to step out in front of him just as he came down the hall. What he was finding really hard was covering the fact that he was really hard. He couldn't help himself .

At he briefest glimpse of his own daughter's semi naked body his dick took over from his brain and did it's own thing, straining to straighten in the confines of his trousers. And now here he was laying in bed behind her while all she wore was an old shirt of his. What made it worse was the fact that he knew he was sexually attracted to his daughter and had been since she had been a cute. Since she turned older he had not had the chance to see her naked but had, with a sense of shame often fantasised about her while making love to his wife. For two hours he managed to resist the urge to turn over and cuddle up against her, running all the excuses he could think off through his mind " I thought it was your mum sweetheart, I was sound asleep and didn't know what I was doing etc etc but none of the sounded believable.



Eventually with the same thoughts running through his brain and a painful hard on he drifted into a fretful sleep. Waking up an hour later he found that he had indeed turned over and was cuddled spoon fashion behind his daughter, sporting the kind of erection that occurred most mornings, only this time there wa! s a pert round bottom pressed warmly against it and his arm was laying loosely across her hip with his hand resting on his wife's buttocks. Laying still he listened to the deep breathing of his daughter and savoured the feeling of her soft young soft lilth flesh pressed against him.

Slowly and gently, constantly listening to her breathing, he lifted his hand from his wife and let I fall into the narrow gap between wife and daughter then slid it up between them until it was level with his daughters just emerging breasts. Tentatively he moved his hand closer to her, first feeling the thin cotton of the shirt she wore then the slight swelling of her immature breast. As his fingertips made contact his painfully swollen cock jerked against his daughter and he had to force down the feeling of excitement that threatened to cause a very hard to explain patch on the sheets.

With feather light touches he let his finger tips explore his daughter’s breast, running around the conical swelling in decreasing circles until he felt the differing texture of her pink nipple. When his daughters breathing continued deep and regular he rubbed in a small circle around the pink nub, thrilled to find it hardening under his touch until he was able to grip it gently between finger and thumb and squeeze it gently.

Dawn moaned slightly in her sleep and wriggled her behind back against her father, causing Phil to snatch his hand away guiltily and closed his eyes as though still asleep. When Dawn failed to wake or show any other signs of consciousness Phi again pressed his hand against her breast. Cupping the small swelling he squeezed it gently, amazed at its warmth and firmness, and loving the way the tiny nub of her immature nipple stiffened and pressed into his palm. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, Phil worked his free hand down his body until he had his fingers around his straining cock, and arching his groin away from his daughters body slightly pressed it down and began rubbing the sensitive head back and forth along the deep cleft of her bottom.



Releasing it momentarily Phil let his hand rest on the firm warm bulge of her buttock and slid it along, exploring the contours and position the daughter slept in. Finding that Dawn had her upper leg cocked at the knee and raised he slowly and cautiously let the tip of his middle finger follow the crease of her behind down deeper until they made contact with the soft peach fuzz lips of her pussy. Phil's breath rushed from him as he realised he had been holding it throughout the exploration of his daughter’s most intimate parts, parts he had not seen since she had become conscious of her body.



With feather like touches he skimmed his finger tip along the tightly closed cleft, stroking her from the little puckered indentation of her anus to the smooth naked swell of her mons. Dawn murmured in her sleep and wriggled her hips again, pressing her groin down against her fathers questing fingers. Phil flinched slightly at his daughters movements but kept his hand in place. Slowly he traced the moist crease between his daughters legs, committing it to memory then , pressing inward slightly felt the smooth wet lips part slightly, spreading to let his finger tip sink into the warmer , softer valley of her pussy.

Phil felt a shiver of pleasure and excitement run down his spine to his painfully erect penis as he realised that his daughter was wet and slippery. Obviously she was starting to unconsciously enjoy the sensations her daddies fingers were causing.

Slowly Phil slid his finger along the clasping crease, working the moisture from the virgin channel up to and over the tiny, rapidly erecting bud of her clitoris. I wish I could lick it

Dawn groaned deeply in her sleep and rolled slightly, spreading her thighs wider and allowing her father better access to the area between her legs, her sleeping mind responding to the pleasure it was receiving.

Shuffling close up behind his daughter, Phil pushed his painfully erect cock down and eased it under the out thrust ball of her bottom and between her legs, almost losing his control and shooting his load as he felt the soft smooth warmth of her inner thighs enclose him. Pausing to listen to her deep rhythmic breathing Phil started gently moving his hips back and forth between his daughters thighs while he free hand rose to cup the swell of her breast again.

The natural need for his erection to point upward caused his penis to slip higher and higher until eventually he was sliding the shaft along the slippery pech fuzzy crease of Dawns wet pink puffy slit. Phil gasped as he felt the warm wetness spread along his cock and burying his head in the sweet smelling mass of his daughters golden blonde hair, groaned softly .

Phil had never felt so much excitement, here he was close up behind his daughter, his swollen cock sliding back and forth along the groove of her sweet wet cunt. He was now able to admit to himself that it was something he had fantasised about for years but had buried in his subconscious. Turning slightly he reached across to the bedside table and grabbed a handfull of the tissues he and his wife normally used to clean themselves up after a night of passion, and tucked them under his pillow .

Slipping his hand back under the covers he slid his hand down his daughters body untill his palm was cupped round the out thrust ball of one of her bottom cheeks, then squeezed it gently, thrilling to the feel of the firm pliant buttock moulded under his fingers. Reaching lower he let his fingers trace the length of her moist vagina, feeling along the smooth wet lips as they were spread by his throbbing cock shaft.

Dipping his finger tip in the oily wetness that welled from her, Phil ran his finger back along the deep valley between her buttocks and worked his finger in a circle around the crinkled rim of her anus. He did this several times until he was confident that she was well lubricated then pressed his finger tip inward. Dawn mewled softly in her sleep and push back at her fathers invading digit, urging it into the tight puckered opening. Patiently Phil eased his finger back and forth in the hot narrow tube, working the moisture from between her legs into her clasping rectum, gauging his penetration by the number of joints of his finger buried inside her.

The tension inside him built higher with every second, until unable to stand it much longer he pulled the buried finger from inside her and his now juice covered cock from between her legs and rolled onto his back, gasping for air as he forced himself to relax.

Disturbed from her sleep by her fathers movements Dawn turned over to face her father and cuddled up to him, her knee raising over his groin and her outstretched arm resting across his chest. Phil lay still for several minutes, expecting his daughter to wake and move away from him but nothing happened, her breathing quickly dropping into a steady deep rhythm.

Cautiously Phil reached down and clasped the daughter's leg below the knee, lifting it up higher until it no longer lay painfully across his still erect cock. Waiting to see if she roused, and happily she didn't, he slowly unbuttoned the front of the shirt she wore, then slid his hand inside until with mounting excitement he was able to cup the gentle swelling of her newly young breast in the palm of his trembling hand.

" Sweet baby " he groaned as he squeezed the firm pink mound, feeling the pink tits of her nipple swell and press into his palm. Slowly and gently he ran his finger tip around the hardened nub, caressing the crinkled flesh that surrounded the tiny point, before taking it between finger and thumb and pinching it lightly.

Dawn groaned sweetly against her fathers neck and pushed herself closer to him so that the length of her body was pressed warmly along his side. Phil felt as if he had died and gone to heaven. His daughters soft smooth lilth body moulded itself along him so closely that he was even aware of the swelling of her sweet pubic mound thrust hard against his hip.

With her head on her fathers shoulder, Phil free hand and wrapped his arm around her , cuddling her lovingly against himself and planted a soft kiss on her forehead.

Dropping his arm from her shoulder Phil ran it slowly down her back, exploring the soft feminine contours of her developing body, then cupped his hand over the small mounds of her pert backside. The bottom of the shirt she wore to sleep in had ridden up allowing him to caress her peach like skin, and run a finger tip along the deep groove that separated them. Eventually , following the crease between her buttocks his finger tip reached the smaller , shallower groove of her wet vagina, the plump lips parted slightly by the position of her leg. Phil slid his finger into the immature cleft, riding the slippery oil that lubricated it. Working his finger back and forth along the crease he spread her juices, oiling the warm inner folds of her vagina, and massaging the tiny sensitive bud of her clitoris until it stood engorged and erect for attention.

Dawns breathing became faster and slightly ragged as he ran his finger tip first in small circles around the tiny nub then gently but firmly stroked back and forth across it. While his fingers were busy between his daughters legs his other hand was still at her chest. He lovingly squeezed and moulded the small swell of her breast, thrilling at the feel of her erect nipple pressing into the palm of his hand.

Unable to lay still any longer Phil tentatively rolled slightly toward his daughter. Pleased that she made no movements nor seemed to rouse at all he completed the turn, the leg that lay across him riding up unto his hip. Reaching between them he pressed his cock down until it slipped between her legs , springing upright to press against her spread vagina as he released it. He then lay still waiting for his own pent up excitement to pass slightly and listened to his daughters rhythmic breathing, comparing it to his own course panting.

After several seconds he slowly started moving his hips back and forth. Phil thought he was going to cum there and then. The swollen dome of his cock slid easily along the parted crease of his daughter’s slippery juicy cunt, spreading her still wider so that her moisture spread along the length of his erection. He knew that he wouldn't be able to penetrate her without waking her, but that didn't matter to him tonight, he had made up his mind that she would shortly feel her daddies penis buried deep in her juicy belly and he was patient enough to wait until the time was right and she was receptive to him.

Gripping the out thrust bulb of her rear in his hand he started pulling her against him as he pushed forward, fucking his cock along the slippery crease of her wet vagina until he knew he couldn't hold back any longer. Reaching between his daughters thighs he pressed his fingers against the underside of his throbbing erection and as the tingling sensations started in his groin, pressed the head of his cock against his daughters wet vaginal entrance. As the first almost painfull jet of seed burst from him he pressed his hips forward, wedging himself against his daughters virgin opening and stifling a groan pumped his creamy sperm into her.

Over and over he felt his balls contract as they eject another torrent of liquid in to his daughter, filling her previously unsoiled passage with his thick white seed.

Phil buried his face in the daughter’s silky blonde hair as he pumped his incestuous fluids inside her, imagining in his minds eye the torrent of hot white sperm flooding her immature womb, filling her inside with her daddies seed.

Eventually he felt the explosion in his balls subside, the spasms of his contracting balls slowing until It stopped, leaving him feeling relaxed but a little disappointed that it had ended.

Reaching under his pillow and grabbing the handful of tissues he had hidden there earlier , Phil reached toward his rapidly deflating cock ready to mop up the evidence of his deed. To his great delight he found that almost none of his sperm was evident, trapped deep inside his daughter’s narrow passage by her own tightness.

Gently he rolled his daughter onto her back and away from him, then lay beside her, gazing lovingly at her face, light up where the mood shone through a gap in the curtains.

Reaching out he opened her nightshirt a little more and slipped his hand inside idly fondling her exposed breast and nipple while she lay sleeping peacefully beside him.

Several times over the next hour Phil slipped his hand between his daughters legs, checking to see if his daughter was leaking his sperm and was pleased to find that none had excaped.

Before finally turning over to go to sleep Phil found himself hardening again. Reaching down he took his daughters hand and pulling it toward him wrapped her soft fingers around his again ridged penis and moved her hand up and down slowly.

Opening the front of her shirt from top to bottom he pulled it open then slid the quilt down until he was able to see her whole body then went back to jerking himself of with his daughters soft warm hand. With his eyes firmly fixed on the naked bald crease nestling sweetly between her thighs he worked her hand up and down faster until eventually his orgasm hit him. Raising his hips he directed the first jet of sperm up along her body, the grey whiteness of his seed landing across her pink breast and nipple. Each subsequent strand of spunk landed a little lower on her tender sweet sexy body until the final weak spurts landed directly along the crease of her vagina.

Exhausted he lay back beside his daughters sleeping body.

The sight of his daughters sperm coated body was wonderful to him and lifting his hand he started massaging the cooling fluid into her soft skin , paying particular attention to her small breasts and perky nipple. When her skin had absorbed it he moved his hand lower and spread the thickening droplets that had landed on her up thrust pubic mound down across the pink lips of her vagina and into the warm deep crease. His last personal thrill was to scoop up a small thick droplet of his seed from between her legs on the end of his finger tip which he carefully deposited between the parted lips of her mouth. Instinctively Dawn licked her lips, drawing the small droplet into her mouth. Finally he wiped across her entire body with the tissues, removing any remaining evidence of his loving use of her body.

With a last caress of her mature charms he reluctantly buttoned up her night shirt and planted an kiss on her forehead then turned over and went to sleep.