Lexie 2

DISCLAIMER:

All characters engaged in sexual situations are at least 18 years old.

My name is Jack Morrison and this is my story of how my daughter became my wife and ultimately the mother of our baby.

My late wife, Glenda, Lord rest her soul, had always told me that I was totally beyond redemption, especially in the bedroom. She often said I was immoral at best and amoral, most of the time, when it came to sexual matters. She may have been right. I was always trying new and different things to make our sex lives better. After our daughter, Lexie, was born, my wife decided to have her tubes tied. It led to a wild, hedonistic lifestyle for which I have no apologies. We tried almost everything except for shitting or pissing on each other. We participated in threesomes, foursomes, and some pretty wild orgies--all, of course, when we were away from Lexie.

Somehow, along the way, Lexie learned about our lifestyle, but never said a word to us about it.

When Lexie was seventeen, her mother died suddenly of a very aggressive liver cancer. Both Lexie and I were devastated by the loss and, in my case, sex was off the table and stayed off the table. My wife had taught me well. I may have admired Lexie's beauty from afar, but I did not touch her.

Last month, Lexie, my five-foot two inch, one hundred five-pound redhead, turned eighteen. And something snapped in her. The day after her eighteenth birthday, Lexie came to breakfast in nothing more than her bra and panties--and mighty skimpy they were! She had never done anything like that before. I was amazed at how well-proportioned her body was. Her skimpy panties showed her red pussy hair beneath the almost see-through material and her nipples were clearly visible beneath her lacy bra. A generous A-cup was my guess.

Lexie was not a nerd nor a flirt by any stretch of the imagination, but she did hold her own in school--mostly B+'s and A-'s with the occasional C thrown in. Not the valedictorian of her graduating class, but no where near the bottom of the heap. I was proud of her, especially with how she stepped up around the house after her mother died and how she had somehow managed to stay focused on her school work at the same time.

Anyway, no matter how hard I tried to tame her breakfast attire, she still managed to remind me that she was all female everywhere it mattered. I started reacting in a most unfatherly way to her near nudity around the house and I am sure she knew what effect she had on me. My cock started getting hard about the time she walked into the kitchen each morning and didn't go down until I had relieved the tension in the toilet bowl. I was in sexual agony and I am sure she knew it.

For a graduation gift, I took her out to a very fancy restaurant and we dressed to the nines; me in a suitcoat and tie and Lexie in one of her mother's very sexy dresses with slits to her hips and decolletage almost to her navel. If she wasn't my daughter, we would never have made it to the dinner reservations. As it was, I had to continuously rearrange my crotch to hide the massive erection Lexie had inspired. What I didn't know at dinner--and thank God for that--was that she wasn't wearing a thing under the dress.

That knowledge was changed two minutes after we got home from dinner. Lexie told me she was going to get more comfortable and lifted her dress over her head. I expected to see panties and a bra, but was surprised when all I saw was Lexie in her birthday suit.

"Lexie! What are you doing?"

"Getting more comfortable. Clothes are so restricting, don't you think?"

"Get some clothes on, young lady!"

"Nah. I'm comfortable. Are you comfortable, Daddy?"

"Not in the least! I'm not supposed to see you undressed."

"You didn't ask me to undress. I made that decision myself now that I'm eighteen. Don't you like what you see?"

"The problem is that I like what I see too much, as you can obviously see." She was looking directly at my crotch and the growing lump in my pants.

"Why don't you get comfortable, Daddy? I won't mind."

"If I get 'more' comfortable, it could end badly for both of us. We could do something which we would both later regret."

"Would you regret fucking my hot pussy, Daddy?"

"Yes...no...I don't know. Why are you doing this to me?"

"I want you to fuck my pussy and make me yours."

Lexie's small nipples seemed to have grown in size and I swear her pussy hair was getting wetter by the second. My cock was certainly getting harder by the second and was now at full erection inside my pants.

"That looks painful, Daddy. Here, let me help." She closed the distance between us and undid my belt and the button holding my pants up. The next thing I knew was that my pants and underwear were down at my ankles and my cock was standing proudly at attention, pointing straight at my eighteen-year-old daughter's red-haired pussy. It was already leaking pre-cum from the tip and pulsing with my rapid heartbeat.

"Lexie, what the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm going to get fucked tonight and you are going to do the fucking."

"Really?"

"Yes, Daddy, really. You are going to fuck your virgin daughter tonight. I am eighteen and I am going to have your dick between my legs tonight. You are going to fuck me and make me a woman." Lexie then dropped to her knees and took my cock into her mouth. I moaned. She was awkward, but what she lacked in skill she made up with desire to please. After all the lead-up, I was already primed and ready to blow my load down her throat.

I ran my hands through her silky red hair and caressed her scalp as she bobbed her head up and down on my amazingly hard cock. A few more bobs of Lexie's mouth brought me to the point where I was ready.

"Lexie, I'm about to cum in your mouth." She increased the pace of her sucking and I took this as my cue to let loose with a generous shot of cum. She swallowed and then sucked me some more. I was still as rigid as a piece of re-bar steel.

Lexie got up from the floor and laid down on the sofa, spreading her legs wide open in invitation. Her red pussy hair was soaking with her fluids so I knew she was ready for my cock to enter her quim. I leaned over her and pointed the tip at the red lined gap between her legs. A little push and I was inside hitting only a minor obstacle called a hymen. Lexie flinched and gave a small yelp as I pierced her maidenhood.

We started fucking each other in earnest and I began really banging Lexie's cunt for all I was worth. She moaned as she thrashed around under me and started throwing her hips up as I came down. Since I had already cum, I was nowhere close to cumming again. I kept up the physical assault on my own daughter's pussy with a fervor I didn't know I had in me--at least not since my wife had died. Up until now, the only sex I had been having was with Minnie and her four daughters and they relieved the pressure but were not satisfying.

Suddenly Lexie stiffened and let out a howl that would have made a wolf proud. She'd just had her first orgasm and I wasn't far behind. A dozen strokes later, I flooded her vagina with a potent load of creamy, sperm-laden cum. Lexie smiled at me as I was catching my breath and moved her hips one more time.

Then she swung herself around so she was sitting on the couch and we started talking. It was surreal sitting naked next to my equally naked daughter with my cum dripping out of her pussy, mixed with a trace of blood. I went into the kitchen and came back with a wadded paper towel for her to put between her legs.

"Daddy, now you belong to me and I belong to you. I hope you made me pregnant, but if you didn't, there is much more to come. Hell, even if you did make me pregnant, there's much more to come."

"Lexie, thank you."

"For what? I should be thanking you. Why do you think I was showing up for breakfast wearing such skimpy clothes after I turned eighteen?"

"Thank you for reminding me how wonderful sex can be and for helping me remember what love is supposed to be about and what it can lead to with somebody who loves you back. You're right, this isn't something we will have done just once. I will fuck you anywhere and every day--as long as you want me."

"Hey! I just told you that as far as I am concerned, we are married."

"Are you sure?"

"Never been surer of anything in my life. I'm your fuck toy from now on. No need for cum filled tissues in the trash anymore."

"So, where do we go from here. Lexie?"

"I guess that's up for discussion, but I favor moving away from here, getting wedding rings, and, since we already have the same last name, living as husband and wife."

"That has some merit to it. We would need to move somewhere that we are not known to be father and daughter. That would mean that it would have to be somewhere we wouldn't run into past friends and relatives. With the insurance money we could buy a house anywhere we wanted."

My wife had taken out a two-million-dollar life insurance policy just about a month before she was diagnosed with the liver cancer and our bank account already had a very high six-figure balance in it thanks to our prudent investing over the years. Hell, I no longer worked and was foot-loose and fancy-free spending a lot of time on the golf course and working on my rather large train layout in the basement.

" I could live with that, Daddy. My high school 'friends' are not that important to me anyway. You'd have to permanently give up the sexual lifestyle that you and Mom tried so hard to hide from me. No more fucking every cunt in sight. Your cock is mine, Daddy dearest, and I am going to be a very jealous owner. I'm not going to fuck anybody else and I expect you to do the same.

"Well, ever since your mother died, I haven't been into that scene so that's easy for me to continue to give up. Your mother was the driving force behind that lifestyle, though I have to admit, I did get a lot of pleasure from it. What else?"

"if I show up naked, it means I am ready and want to be immediately fucked. If I show up in my underwear, it means I am interested in your cock, but you may have to get me worked up a bit before fucking me."

"Good to know."

"And, if you show up naked, I am going to take that to mean you are ready to be fucked, especially if your cock is hard. Also, no more playing with yourself. You have me to be your personal fuck toy and cum bucket now--and you only have to ask."

"Lexie, I'll be truthful with you. Since you started showing up for breakfast I nothing but bra and panties, I've wanted you more and more each day."

Lexie looked down between my legs and gasped.

"It looks like he's ready for round two. I know I am, Daddy."

"Let's take this to the bedroom."

"OK, Daddy." Lexie led me down the hall, not to her room, but to mine. "This is

our

room, now, Daddy. I will sleep in here with you here from now on and this is where I will fuck you silly."

"Oh?"

"Yes. I plan on making you need me more and more every day."

"How are you going to do that?"

"By taking care of your cock, every morning

and

every night, starting right now. It's time for your nightcap, Daddy. Come to pussy."

I inserted my fleshy lance deep into her pussy, so deep that I actually hit her cervix. I couldn't believe the wildcat under me was only doing this for the second time. Lexie moved her body as if she was a pro--and, it scared me. I wasn't so scared as to forget to fuck that pussy with wild abandon.

And, truth be told, I was enjoying Lexie's cunt much more than I had any right to enjoy it. It was, after all, the sexual taboo of all sexual taboos: it was incest, pure and simple. But. if I was going to hell for fucking my daughter, I was going to enjoy it to the fullest. Her high school graduation day was going to be a day she would never forget and I was sure I would be the reason why.

It took a long time before I was ready to paint the inside of my daughter's pussy with a fresh load of creamy, potent cum, but the time did approach and as I gave my last deep thrust before erupting in Lexie's pussy, Lexie stiffened and cried out with her own orgasm. We fell asleep still tangled in each other.

We were still joined at our groins when we woke up the next morning. I needed to piss so bad that it hurt. I gently extricated myself from Lexie's body and headed to the en suite to do my business. As I was standing there, I felt Lexie's arms wrap themselves around me with her small tits pressed against my back. One of her hands gently took my cock and aimed it at the middle of the bowl.

"Good morning, husband."

"Good morning, wife." Did I just say that? I guess that I had just realized that I was interested in continuing this forbidden relationship far into the future; that I would, indeed, live as husband and wife with my daughter.

"How did you sleep, Jack?" She had made the transition from calling me Daddy to calling me Jack without any hesitation.

"Like a log. How about you?"

"The same. Let me in on that flush." I finished up and Lexie sat down to take her own piss while I watched. She wiped herself and flushed the toilet before standing up once again.

"What do you want for breakfast, Jack?"

"You!"

"That comes after breakfast. Seriously what do you want for breakfast?"

"Ham, eggs, hashbrowns, and an English muffin with coffee and orange juice."

"Sounds good to me. You are going to need your strength, Jack. It's Saturday and we will be spending it mostly in bed."

"Where did all your sex drive come from all of a sudden?"

"From you taking my cherry. I found that I really enjoy sex with you and I want to do everything at once."

"We have plenty of time for sex. You don't have to do it all in one day, you know."

"You are going to eat my pussy and, eventually, fuck my ass, Jack. Just so that you know that I am not a one or two-hole woman--I want the trifecta of sex--and, I'm going to get it all from you." I had never known Lexie to be so aggressive before today and it set me back on my heels.

Without dressing, we walked naked into the kitchen and Lexie started the ham, eggs, and hashbrowns on the griddle while I made the coffee and poured the orange juice for each of us.

"Oh, Jack, just so you know, clothing is going to be frowned upon around the house. I intend to be naked as much as I can be. I suggest that we keep a robe handy in case somebody comes to the door, but only for that."

"From your earlier statement, Lexie, that means you will always be ready for sex."

"You can bet your sweet, tasty, hard cock that that is what it means. The only time I know I won't be naked is during that time of month. I honestly could get addicted to your cock very easily after last night."

"Your pussy felt mighty good to me, too, Sweetheart."

"Let's eat and then go get some more practice in, huh?"

"OK. I'm famished. You really tried your best to drain me last night."

"All the better to learn from you, Jack." I was getting used to Lexie calling me Jack and it really made sense, in the long run. The only time it possibly could be a problem was when we were around people who knew us as father and daughter, but even then, I had an explanation that would hold up, flimsy as it might be.

I laid into the food with gusto. Lexie was a good cook with a lot of practice after her mother died. Glenda wasn't a chef, but was a damn good cook who taught her daughter well.

After we had eaten and the dishes had been put into the dishwasher, we retired once more to the bedroom where we had what started out as a leisurely fuck and ended up being a complete rutting session. Lexie had taken to sex like a duck takes to water.

After our morning fuck, I got on my computer and started searching for houses we could afford in other states. Since we currently lived in the New England area, we decided somewhere out west would be safe enough for us to start living as husband and wife without running into old friends and/or relatives--of which we had precious few.

Much discussion ensued that day concerning exactly where we wanted to move to in the western part of the country. States under discussion included Colorado, New Mexico, and Arizona. We love the mountains where we are currently living and decided we wanted to move somewhere with mountains. Lexie, was not too thrilled with the idea of living in sand so the areas under consideration included many mountains and little sand. Pines, firs, and other evergreens were also positively on our check list.

Later in the afternoon, still naked as the day I was born, I found a place in Gunnison, Colorado on US 50 between Montrose and Pueblo, Colorado. The list price was a hefty, six-figure one, but one which we could well afford. It had two bedrooms and two baths along with a massive den/living room containing a fireplace and a fairly well-designed kitchen. The house itself was outside Gunnison on a back road and sat on fifteen acres of forested land with a view.

"Lexie, come take a look at this listing. It sounds interesting at first glance. I'd like your opinion about it." She came into the room in her bare skin and took a look at the photos in the listing.

"Jack, how do you feel about a road trip?"

"It'd take about two weeks to get out there and back. How about we look at a few more, extend our trip and see a few more offerings? We could be gone for a month and cover not only Colorado but northern Arizona near Flagstaff and maybe northern New Mexico north of Santa Fe as well. Let me keep digging for a bit longer."

"OK, Jack. Sounds like a plan. I'll go in and start supper."

"What are we having?"

"Some Chinese stir fry. I found a recipe that I have all the ingredients for and it only takes a short while to cook. Supper should be in about half an hour or so."

"Sounds good. Call me when it's ready."

"I will, Jack, dearest." Lexie headed for the kitchen and I started back on my computer looking for more interesting listings. In the next half hour, I had two more possibilities for us to check out, one in each of the other two states. By the time we were ready for our road trip, I had found several more possibilities to check out.

I had plotted our route on the map and drawn up an itinerary. We left home and headed south on Interstate 91 to Interstate 84 west. By noon we were close to Scranton, Pennsylvania where we picked up Interstate 81 south, and by three we were in West Virginia where we started looking for a motel for the night, not finding one until we reached Winchester, Virginia.

I went in and paid for the room. I got a double room while Lexie unpacked our overnight bags containing our toiletries and a change of underwear--not that Lexie was usually wearing anything under her dress or shorts. As soon as the door closed behind us, Lexie was naked and in my arms. We fucked like rabbits that afternoon before dressing once again to get something to eat and then fucked again before we slept through the night. In the morning, we fucked again. This routine was the same one we followed across the plains and into the mountains of Colorado.

When we reached Gunnison, I got us a room for three nights. We got into the room with all our luggage which wasn't much since we were traveling light.

"Jack, I don't want to fuck right now. I'm just totally wiped out and just want to lay down for a while before getting supper. OK?"

"What's wrong, Lexie?"

"Just tired and need some rest. Wake me up for supper. I feel like a good steak tonight."

"OK, Babe. I'll be so quiet that you won't know I'm here."

"Thanks, Jack." Lexie fell on the bed fully clothed and was asleep in mere minutes.

I pulled up my laptop and contacted the realtor via e-mail who was listing the property we wanted to look at--the first one I had found way back when. The appointment was set up for ten the next morning. Business finished for the moment, I played some solitaire on my laptop and watched over my young daughter/wife/lover as she slept.