A Weekend Of Dance And Love

You're my beautiful 20 year old daughter, a very accomplished competitive dancer. This Saturday, you want to go to a dance competition in the next state. I've always been your biggest supporter and love taking you to competitions, both in and out of our state. Your mom, a cold woman, always angry and chronically critical of both of us, has no interest in you, or your dancing aspirations. She spends her days complaining about life with us, never failing to berate us for any reason she can come up with.

Needless to say, we're always delighted to get away from her cruel and nasty personality. We leave for the competition very early in the morning, and arrive as it's getting underway. You do extremely well, performing at a level I've never seen you compete at before today. You capture first place overall in the competition.

You rush up into the audience when your win is announced and jump into my arms, happier than I've ever seen you at any of your past wins. I hold you close, whispering to you proudly, telling you how fantastic you were, and how much you deserve the win.

We have to hang around until after the awards ceremony, so when we leave, it's already dark. Unfortunately, we run into a freak blizzard about ten minutes after leaving, and have to find a hotel where we can ride out the storm. After checking with several larger hotels that were already full, We finally find a small motel off the interstate. They have only one room left, a single with a double bed. We grab it, pleased to know that we're not going to spend the night stranded in a blizzard along the interstate. We decide to shower and then come to bed wrapped in bath towels that we can take off once we're under that covers. We weren't planning on staying overnight so have no pajamas or nightie.

It's cold in the tiny motel room and we're both shivering as we pull the blankets up around our necks. The furnace in the old structure isn't very efficient, but we're happy just to be out of the storm and sheltered for the night.

We lie there in the dim light, listening to the storm raging outside. Normally we cuddle at night as we watch tv, but naked we're a little unsure if that would be appropriate. We lie there shivering, both of us wanting to cuddle, knowing full well that we'd be much warmer if we shared body heat.

"It's really cold in here sweetheart." I remark, my teeth chattering a little as I speak. "Naked or not, I think we should cuddle rather than freeze to death.

You giggle, sliding over beside me, as happy a I am that we're going to spend the cold night in one another's arms. We reach for one another in the dim light, and lie there, wrapped in each other's arms, You have large fully developed breasts for a relatively young competitive dancer, and the feel of the full round globes pressed against me is both warming and arousing. Your nipples are stiffly erect from the cold and push sensually into the soft matt of my chest hair.

We both giggle as we feel our naked bodies pressed against each other for the first time.

"You know I've always been kind of sensitive about my large boobs daddy, but tonight I'll bet you're glad I have them." you whisper softly.

I smile into your pretty face and stroke your silky black hair. "I've always loved them honey, but this is the first time I've seen them outside of your bra, and the first time I've had them pressed against me. They're perfect sweetheart." I say softly, kissing you lovingly.

We lie face to face in the small room, smiling at each other, the affection between us as we cuddle, very obvious.

"I was so proud of you today sweetheart." I whisper. "I knew you were going to win. You weren't just the best dancer in the competition, You were also the prettiest by far." I kiss you again, softly, adoringly, my hand sliding over the naked velvet skin of your slender waist and sensually curved hips, caressing you lovingly.

You smile at me. "You have to say that daddy. It's what all daddies have to say when they comment on their daughters looks and talent." you reply in a low purring voice.

"Well, it's true that I've never been unbiased when it comes to you sweetheart. But you were, by far, the best dancer who's ever performed in that recreation center. I guess being madly in love with you, results in a little bias, but a large portion of my prejudice is also the natural result of watching your fantastic performances over the years. I'm convinced that you're always going to be the best at anything you have a passion for sweetheart.

You giggle softly. "Daddy you're so corny sometimes. I guess that's one of the reasons why I'm just as madly in love with you."

I lean in, kissing you lovingly as I caress your silky dark hair, my hand sliding down over the soft velvet skin of your neck and shoulders. What started out as a simple daddy, daughter kiss, slowly and intimately grows, deeper and more need filled, as our bodies press sensually against one another. My cock stiffens, even though I'm trying to think of anything other than your temptingly perfect naked figure in my arms, your large naked breasts pressing sensually into my chest. Nothing seems to keep my cock from quickly turning into a steel hard admission of what my feelings are at that moment. All of my attempts to distract myself from the awareness of my beautiful daughter's nakedness, and the feel of her large erotically stimulating breasts pressing provocatively against my naked body, fail.

You moan softly into my mouth as we hold one another, kissing intimately. As you press lovingly, sensually, against me, your stiffly erect nipples push deep into the soft mat of my chest hair. The round smooth head of my rigid cock slides up the inside of your leg and pushes softly against the smoothly raised mound of your pussy, touching it for the first time in our lives. I feel it radiating warm sensual heat into the swollen head and stiffly erect shaft. My heavily laden balls rest against the warm velvet skin of your inner thighs.

"I feel a lot warmer now sweetheart." I whisper. "I don't know if it's the excitement of feeling you naked in my arms or the heat of your body. Either way, I love the result."

I reach down and pull your leg up over my hip, your thighs opening wider as I do. I can feel your round puffy labia and the warm wet slit between them, pressing against the swollen head of my cock as our bodies move even closer together.

Our kiss deepens as I reach down and grasp the thick hard shaft, and guide the swollen, pale purple head, to your mound. I slide it gently up and down along the warm wet slit between your plump, smooth, outer lips, caressing the turgid tip of your clit and sliding erotically over the warm wet opening of your vagina.

You moan softly as our kiss deepens, your hips reacting to the deep warm caress of the swollen head of my cock, as it slides erotically up and down between the soft wet folds of your labia.

"Making love would probably create a lot of heat and warmth sweetheart." I whisper, my voice deeper now and a little hoarse as my full heavy testicles begin releasing increasingly large volumes of testosterone into my blood stream. "I've never held you naked in my arms before sweetheart. It feels so much more intimate than when we cuddle with our pajamas on." I whisper, smiling into your pretty face.

"I can tell that you like it Daddy?" you say, giggling softly. I feel the delicate touch of your fingertips sliding down along the thick shaft of my cock, down past the broad hard base, to the roundly swollen ovals of my roundly wollen balls. You caress them lovingly, curiously.

"Mmm. I think you're right daddy. We should make love. Do you have any condoms?" you ask softly.

"I...I don't honey. And there's no way we're going to find a pharmacy or department store open in this weather." I reply, my voice heavy with disappointment.

"It's okay daddy." you say softly, stroking my face as our lips touch softly. "My period ended less than a week ago, so I probably won't be ovulating for a few days yet. And it's so cold. Making love will definitely warm us up." you whisper in a low sensual purr, your small hand sliding slowly up and down the length of my thick, stiffly erect cock.

I press you gently back onto your pillow and my lips slide lovingly down over the warm velvet skin of your neck and throat, and down over your chest to the soft swell or your superabundant breasts. I kiss the silky soft skin of each large globe while my hand squeezes it gently. My lips move to your puffy pink nipples, kissing the stiffly erect tips, I pull each one into my mouth, sucking it salaciously as my tongue slides over it.

My hand moves from your full perfect breasts, down over your abdomen, all the way down to the plump, softly raised mound of your pussy. I stroke it gently, loving how soft and smooth it feels beneath my caress. Your erotically curved hips rise and fall with ever increasing need as I lovingly stroke the most private and intimate part of my daughter's perfect young body, for the first time in our lives.

One of my fingers slides into the warm slit that separates your round smooth labia. I find the turgid tip of your clit and massage it gently, my finger tip caressing the tiny pink pearl head and sliding its small surrounding hood sensually back and forth over it.

As my fingers caress your tiny clit and edge the warm wet opening of your vagina, I slide my lips from your large perfect breasts, down over your flat tummy, all the way down to the round smooth mound of your pussy. I kiss it lovingly, my lips moving over the silky soft skin, sliding from side to side over the puffy outer lips and the warm glistening slit that separates them.

I move between your legs, resting on my knees and looking down at my beautiful young daughter's pussy. I caress it gently, my curious fingers spreading the round smoothly swollen outer lips, revealing the soft wet interior. The pink folds glisten wetly with the warm ooze of your arousal, and the tiny tip of your clit is slowly emerging from the soft cover of it's fleshy hood.

I lean down, pushing the tip of my tongue into the warm pink slit and lick it softly, sensually, from the bottom, all the way to the top, probing intimately, tasting your sex for the first time. I lick you from bottom to top several times, loving the feel of the warm pink folds sliding so erotically over my caressing tongue. I probe your female center gently, sliding softly, sensually, over the turgid pink flesh, caressing your warm slit adoringly as the warm arousing scent of your female center rises up into my nostrils.

I make tiny circles around the swollen base of your clit and caress the smooth pink tip with the point of my tongue. I push my lips down around it and pull it into my mouth, sucking it softly as my tongue moves from side to side, caressing it lovingly.

Then, I move lower, down to the warm opening of your vagina, edging it gently with the tip of my tongue and then pushing into it. My tongue is immediately immersed in the silky grool that's emanating copiously from its warm wet folds. It tastes intoxicatingly sweet as my tongue extends deep into the most intimate part of you body. My mouth covers your opening, sucking softly as my tongue slides slowly in and out of your vagina.

Your arousal is at a fever pitch, and warm grool runs erotically down over my lips and chin as I slide my tongue out of your pussy. I get back to my knees, taking the thick stiff shaft of my cock in my fist and sliding the round smooth head up and down the warm slick slit of your pussy, lubricating it in your warm silky soft effusions.

I fit the smoothly swollen head of my cock against the warm opening of your vagina and lean forward, pushing into you, your softly dilated opening stretching out around my stiff cock in a tight wet circle.

"Oh god baby." I whisper, "I love you so much." the forbidden thrill of what we're doing transporting me into a state of sensual bliss.

I push all the way into you, with only a few thrusts, each one sliding the swollen head of my thick rigid cock deeper into your warm wet vagina. I feel the round smooth tip of your cervix pushing against the smooth spongy head of my cock as I bottom out.

And then I mount you, lowering my much larger frame onto your small perfect dancer's figure. Your full round breasts flatten between our bodies, the stiffly erect nipples pushing erotically into my chest hair. My lips find yours and our tongues wrap eagerly around one another in a sensual dance of passion. My arms hold you lovingly as we begin thrusting, our hips moving in perfect unison, almost like we've been lovers for decades.

I look down into your beautiful face and see your need as you whisper. "Fuck me hard daddy. Show me how much you love me."

I don't need any more incentive than those words, and bear down on your small perfect figure. My arms tighten around you and your arms slide eagerly around my neck as your legs encircle my waist. I begin driving, hard and deep, my hips slamming against the inside of your thighs, driving my long thick cock in and out of your warm wet pussy, like a pounding piston. Your heels pull hard on my driving hips, pulling each of my driving thrusts deeper into your vagina, filling and emptying it, over and over.

Your small body slides up and down the sheets, like a rag doll, as my deep hard thrusts bury your round firm butt into the mattress, your round full breasts sliding back and forth and jiggling erotically with each deep, pounding thrust, The bed begins to creak and rattle beneath us as we fuck like wild animals in the jungle during the mating season.

You fuck me back just as hard, your round, sensually curved hips, driving up hard to meet each of my thrusts, as you slide your warm wet vagina wantonly up and down the thick hard length of my cock, mashing your swollen clit against the steel hard base of my erection.

Your vagina fits around the thick, steel hard, shaft of my cock like a velvet sleeve, its warm slippery folds sliding erotically over the thin layer of skin that covers the steel hard shaft beneath. My cock begins making a soft wet squishing sound as it slides in and out of your pussy, faster and faster. The small motel room is soon filled with the warm moist smell of sex. The musky scent drifts up into our nostrils, giving an even greater feeling of urgency to our wild quest for sexual satisfaction. Our breath races in and out of our lungs as we literally share the air we're breathing. Our hearts pound like drums as our raging libidos rocket off the chart.

You look up into my face, your soft limpid eyes full of love and deep need. "Cum in me Daddy. I want to feel you cum in me." you whisper in a voice filled with a passion I've never heard before.

Your words ignite an intensity such as I've never experienced before and I bear down on you needfully, my long thick cock driving in and out of the warm, caress of your vagina, faster and faster. my full, heavy balls slapping against the round smooth cheeks of your bum, as I bury my cock deep in the warm slick passage of your vagina. The round smooth head pounds relentlessly against the battered dome of your cervix, over and over.

You feel my muscular body tense and hear me moan in a mix of arousal and pleasure as the long thick shaft of my erect cock begins to jerk stiffly deep inside your vagina. A second later, hot, thick, sperm filled cum explodes from the reddened tip, drowning your cervix in a sea of your own father's hot thick semen, The same semen that created you more than 20 years ago.

I feel the hard contractions of your own orgasm squeezing down around my stiff member as you cum hard, spraying warm girly cum all over my cock and balls.

I cum long and hard, my cock jerking stiffly in erotic spasms of pleasure, sending huge spurts of hot thick sperm filled cum deep into your vagina, filling you to overflowing with the most intense orgasm of my life. Hot cum boils out between the thick shaft of my cock and the thinly stretched opening of your vagina and flows, warm and thick, down over your wet swollen mound and the firm globes of your bum. But several hundred million of the sperm I ejaculate, remain in your vagina, each tiny swimmer racing about frenetically, searching for the narrow cervical passage to your uterus, where they can fertilize the tiny ovum your body released as you danced at the competition just hours ago.

I rest above your small body for a few minutes, supporting most of my weight on my elbows and knees as we kiss passionately, over and over. I roll off of you, still holding you in my arms, my cock still buried deep inside you. We lie there face to face, kissing lovingly, caressing each other and talking in soft loving voioces.

"I love you sweetheart. I wish we could marry one another." I whisper softly between deep warm kisses.

You smile understandingly. "I do too daddy. But we can't so let's just make the most of the situation we're in and love each other forever." you reply, your voice low and lovingly.

The storm lasts all night long and we make love, over and over, each time, our bond and the need we have for one another growing stronger. In the morning, we make the drive home and return to the working humdrum of day to day life, all the while enduring the endless complaints and criticism of my forever strident wife.

We live from one day to the next, treasuring whatever time we can enjoy together on those rare occasions when my wife is involved in an activity that takes her out of the house. And then one day, about 2 months later, you call me at work. "Daddy." you say in a stressed voice. I haven't had a period since a week before we were stranded in that little motel during a blizzard. I stopped at the drug store today and picked up a pregnancy test kit. I'm going to have our baby.

Your voice sounded worried and scared. You must have thought I'd be upset and angry when you told me. But, you were happily surprised when I said, "That's fantastic sweetheart. Don't go home tonight. Wait for me to come and pick you up at your job." I spend the rest of the day on the phone, making some vitally important call, finalizing some life altering arrangements.

Six months later, we're more than a thousand miles away, in the cottage I purchased along the seashore of the west coast. I've just gone to bed and I'm lying awake waiting for you to come to bed. You walk into the bedroom naked, your large breasts heavy with mother's milk and swaying sensually from side to side. You're smiling and your hands are on your 8 months pregnant tummy, feeling our little one kicking.

You slide in beside me and we kiss lovingly, while the little one you'll soon give birth to kicks me repeatedly as I hold you in my arms. We look into one another's loving eyes, smiling warmly, knowing now that events which sometimes seem like setbacks can actually be blessings, that provide unhappy people with new and joyous lives.