I thought of writing about the father daughter relationship instead of the mother son relationship for a difference. This story includes unprotected sex between family members.
Special thanks to kenjisato for his assistance in proofreading and editing my story.
==========================================================================
Well, to start with, I am forty years old, and I have been a widower for the last five years, my wife dying in a car accident. My parents have passed and all I have left is one child, my lovely daughter, and my sister and her two children. My daughter is twenty years old now and lives in town, with my sister. After my wife died, we both sought to keep to ourselves, though my memories would still flood in of my little girl. On the other hand, my sister is thirty-two years old and has two daughters, and she is on her own with them, her husband having died of cancer.
Just recently, Sara, my daughter, came out to see me and I saw how much she looked like my sister. We sat and talked the whole day long, but what was disturbing was the small tank top and short shorts she wore. I could almost believe that she didn't wear undies, as I could see her nipples, which seemed to be hard all the time. This also didn't leave me enough room in my shorts for my cock, which was raging hard. I tried to think of anything and everything else to deflate this aroused feeling, but it was no use.
My daughter left that afternoon, promising to come back this very week, so I had something to look forward to. Later, I caught myself thinking of my daughter, while letting Mrs. Palmer and her five daughters do their job.
Sunday morning came, and before I really had woken up, I could feel something or someone on the bed, lying next to me. At the same time, I felt someone tickling my ear. As I came awake, I saw, to my surprise, my daughter lying next to me.
Looking down at my face, she said, "Come on, sleepyhead, are you going to spend the whole day in bed?"
And with that, she started to tickle me. I had forgotten that I slept naked, and started to tickle her back, rolling around the bed, and finally pinning my daughter under my naked body.
My cock was hard again, as I was very aware of her heady perfume and the small tank top she was wearing, which had rolled down and exposed her breasts. I was dumbfounded, to say the least, and drooled, looking at the best, most perfect set of breasts that I had ever seen. She was lightly tanned and her aureolas and nipples were slightly darker; though her breasts were firm and small, a mouthful, so not a waste.
Then common sense started to wriggle its way through my brain, saying, 'This is your daughter-- the one you helped with changing her nappies!'
I started to pull away from my daughter, when she locked her legs around my waist, saying, playfully, "Where do you think you're going?"
"Honey, you're my daughter. I'm naked and a little aroused." She replied, still playful, "I'd say a lot aroused. Is that for me?" "Honey, we can't do this, I'm your father."
"Dad I'm not letting you go," she said in a serious tone. "I love you too much to be away from you and I want your cock. Dad, don't leave me. You let me go once, don't do it again."
I couldn't believe it, this was my dream and my fantasy all rolled into one. I was stunned for a moment, until I looked into those eyes and knew my dream to fuck my daughter had become a reality. I lowered my mouth to hers, kissing her lips. I slowly parted our mouths, kissing and sucking her lips, with Sara reciprocating. Our tongues met, dancing and twisting together. I lowered my head to Sara's neck and kissed and nibbled, as I felt her reach between us and grab my cock, slowly pumping my hardness, which had not felt this hard for some time.
I licked and kissed my way to her left breast, sucking the nipple into my mouth, then swirling it around with my tongue, stopping every once in a while, to suck and bite gently upon it. I moved my mouth to her other nipple, and repeated the performance, with Sara panting all the time. I removed my daughter's shorts and discovered that she was pantyless underneath, and then thought better of it.
As I felt my daughter's hands run through my hair, as I used my finger to explore her mons pubis. I felt her pubic hair, and allowing my fingers to scratch lightly through it, I found the top of her labia and traced my fingers down one side then up the next, 'til reaching the top again. Then I transversed back the way my finger had traced. I allowed my finger to explore the inner lips of her labia until I felt her clitoris, which had hardened from my onslaught to her breast. I knew that whatever her experience before this, that today must be something more than just satisfying myself. I traced around her clit until I felt the moisture become great from the attention of my lips and finger, so I kissed my way to her vagina.
