It was four years ago I took my baby girl's virginity. She had just turned eighteen, and all she wanted for her birthday was my cock in her cunt. I'd always been a good father, so what could I do but say yes? To tell you the truth, she was irrisistible, and we've been blissfully happy ever since. We've just moved to a new community where no one suspects my 'wife' is really my daughter. Everyone in my company thinks I'm one lucky dog, 'cause even though she's eight months pregnant, she's still hot.
Molly is a long, leggy blond, the image of my ex-wife. Now that she's carrying my son, she's even more beautiful than ever. I know what you're thinking, but we've had all the tests you can have, and the baby is perfectly normal. We've decided though that down the road, if Molly wants to be a mother again, we'll have her artificially inseminated. Neither one of us wants to take chances. I had a vasectomy this spring so I'll be able to fuck her to my heart's content with no worries.
Molly graduated from college last month and has been busy with our move ever since, but it hasn't slowed her down. She wants me as much as ever, but her growing belly started to make things a little awkward and uncomfortable. Leave it to my cum laude little girl to find the solution to that problem.
I hate to admit it, but I lived like a hermit since my teens. I married Molly's mom when I was just eighteen (with Molly on the way) and spent the rest of my time going to school, holding down several jobs and making sure my baby girl had everything she wanted. Even though she was a virgin when I took her, she's been very thorough in her sexual research, just like a little female Dr. Kinsey. So, I've learned to love fucking her up her tight, hot ass, and I believe she likes it so much, we'll do it even after she delivers our son.
Being the end of June, it's been pretty hot, and I was thrilled to see my Molly naked when I came home. "Hi, Daddy, I've missed you," she breathed in my ear.
"Happy birthday, baby." I kissed her and she melted into me.
"Where's my present, Daddy?" she grinned, slipping her hand down my pants.
I smiled at her. "Patience, baby. You've really done a great job fixing up the house today."
"Umm, most of the boxes are unpacked. Come see what I've done in the nursery."
She led me into the little room that will be my son's. I followed behind, watching her gorgeous ass sway in front of me. The room was cute, with lots of teddy bears and trucks. "Very nice, baby. He's a lucky little boy to have you for a mommy."
"And you for a daddy." She looked up at me with her wide hazel eyes, and my cock stood at attention. "I just fixed a salad for supper. It can wait."
I nodded. I had to get into her in the worst way. She'd turned on the air conditioner in our bedroom, and her nipples perked up as we entered the chilly room. I started to suck away as I hastily undressed. She'd been a very respectable 36 C before I made her pregnant, but now she was a 38 DD and her tits were fabulous, sensitive and all mine, until our son wanted his supper. I couldn't wait to watch my baby girl nurse our child. One month more, and my family would be complete.
She was stroking me with her velvety soft hands. I gently pushed her on the bed and she lay on her side, panting. Reaching for the lube in the bedside table, I juiced her ass up well, slipping my fingers around her clit and cunt too for good measure. She moaned and whispered, "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck my ass."
"Anything you say, baby." I was as hard as a rock, looking down on her tight little ass. She butted up against me and I knew my time for looking was over. I slid in a few inches, feeling her rings open and close around me. I grunted with pleasure; she was incredibly tight and warm.
