Dave lay awake most of the night, his mind unable to dispel the thoughts of what he and his daughter had just done. Deep in the pit of his stomach, he had an uneasy feeling. What happened that night did not seem at all as sinful as he had imagined it would be. After butting another of the Viceroys, he decided that she was more than his daughter now, she was the young woman he had made love to and, as far as he was concerned, the lovemaking was only beginning.
As soon as Lynn had left for work, Dave started up the old Corsica, driving the gray beast the short distance to where Jenny was. The day was dawning sweet after the thunder- storm of night before. The sky was a mellow blue with a few cumulus clouds moving in from the southwest. As the car climbed the steep grade of the gravel road, he could see Watts Bar Lake spread out in the rear view mirror. He put his left arm on the door, feeling the wind playing over his arm. 'Damn,' he thought with a smile, 'falling is love is so wonderful.'
Closing the cabin's door behind him, Dave stood and took in the sight of his daughter as she slept on the full size bed. A flower print sheet covered her right side, leaving her left thigh exposed before the flowery print cascaded down around her midsection leaving more of her delightful body naked to his gaze. Her left breast, partially visible, moved to her deep breathing, the dark nipple standing proudly from the top of the mound.
Dave took a deep breath. God, he wanted her bad! He wanted to feel the warmth of her flesh on his lips. He wanted to taste her ripe nipples as he made her moan loudly with his touch. His left hand instinctively touched the pocket of the navy blue tee shirt, checking to make sure the pack of cigarettes were there. He smiled as he found that they were, closing his eyes for a moment, knowing this was going to be a long morning.
"Morning," Jenny whispered up to Dave as he sat down on the side of the bed, not opening her eyes.
"I'm sorry," Dave offered back, his eyes taking in first her sweet lips then her exposed left breast, "I didn't want to wake you up."
"I've been up a bit," Jenny replied, opening her eyes and smiling at her father. "I made us a pot of coffee." She blew him a kiss, looked out the window, allowing the sheet to fall from her prim, young body as she turned to push the curtain back. "I'll take a cup if you're going to have one," she added as she viewed the new day through squinted eyes.
As they sat and drank the coffee, Jenny could sense her father was fighting back something he wished to say. "Talk to me," she whispered, her left hand coming to rest on his shoulder.
"Jenny," he said, his eyes looking down at the deep green carpet. "I know you have every right to hate me right now but-"
"Hate you?" Jenny said in shock. "I laid awake most of the night wishing you'd come back. It is not hate I feel, it is love that I feel. You got that?"
"I want to make love to you," Dave whispered, his eyes now looking into the steamy, black coffee.
Jenny giggled loudly. "Well, I am the one naked, you know? God! You men. You think that if I wasn't wanting you I'd have pranced around here like this?"
"It's more than just sex," Dave said softly, sitting the still half full coffee cup to the carpet and removing his tee shirt before he lay back on the bed.
"I know that, silly," Jenny laughed, laying her firm, naked breasts on his chest as she traced the outline of his lips with a finger.
"Oh, you do, huh?" Dave teased, the fingers of his left hand running through her black hair.
"Yes. You were the first one who ever just laid and talked to me afterwards. God, I loved that."
"Oh, and these others. There were a lot of them?"
"Oh, not that many," Jenny taunted down at him. "No more than a dozen or two."
Dave froze in shock. It had been obvious she wasn't a virgin when he had taken her the night before but... Dave took a deep breath, wondering what he had missed about her over the last few years. "That many?" He finally forced the words out.
"No," Jenny laughed loudly, running her hand through his hair. "You're the fourth, and its not like the others and I spent all our time in bed. What I am trying to get through your old, hard head, is I love you. Okay?"
Yes, Bunky. I love you too. Guess I just worry a bit too much."
"I like it that way," Jenny giggled as Dave pulled her to him, making her breasts press tightly to his naked chest, his eyes looking deep into eyes resembling his own.
Their lips met as Dave's hands roamed down his daughter's back. Jenny moaned deep into her father's mouth as she felt his tongue exploring her lips. Father and daughter, both now caught in a world most would never know, let alone understand. Father and daughter taking that one step beyond to find a forbidden love, but, as their kisses sent embers of fire throughout their bodies, both father and daughter started on a trip into the deepest kind of love, the love which knew no bounds.
Both of Dave's hands ran over Jenny's firm butt, pulling her naked waist tightly against the black jeans containing his now fully erect cock. He could taste her sweetness as his tongue told her lips of his wanting. He could feel the warmth of her breasts against his, their now labored breathing telling a story of their growing need for each other. In an instant of shared lust, father became a man and daughter became a woman, both with the age-old needs shared by men and women since time immemorial.
"Take these off," Jenny hissed hotly, rolling on her side and undoing his pants.
Slowly she pulled them off his body, making him as naked as she was. Then, as her right hand moved to encompass his shaft, Jenny laid back down by her father's side, her hands slowly moving up and down his aching swollen member.
"Hon," Dave moaned out in a half-hearted chuckle. "It'll be over before we start if you keep doing that."
Dave took his daughter's hand away from his cock. His other hand roamed over her bare thigh, down on the top of its firm skin then, as Jenny moaned softly, slowly moved upwards with his fingertips touching the deep, inner skin of her thigh. Jenny closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she felt the fingertips inching their way towards her pussy. She liked this type of touching, like it a lot as his fingertips seemed to be spreading a passionate fire wherever they moved.
Jenny rolled onto her back, letting her legs spread a little as fingertips played up and down her now wet slit. This was her first encounter with much foreplay and it was having a toll on her. She moaned as her father taunted at her slit, the fingertips now just inside her swollen lips, moving up and down as the touch made her moan even louder.
Dave bent down to his daughter, taking one of the hard nipples deep into his mouth. His tongue played over it, bringing it instantly to its hardest. God, he loved tits. He loved everything about them from the look to the touching of them. He sucked in harder, as if trying to pull the whole tit deep into his throat. Jenny squealed as her body shuddered to the feeling of Dave's moan being cast against her wanting flesh.
It was no problem at all for Dave to find Jenny's clit. Jenny opened her legs even further as he lightly stroked at the swollen passion bud. For Jenny, this was a new thrill to have someone else, not herself, work at her clit. Dave's touch was very different, much more demanding than hers had ever been.
"Feels so good," Jenny cooed to her father as she felt his fingertip slowly circling around her clit, his tongue flicking back and forth over her nipple, demanding her whole body to pay attention to each new sensation.
"Oh, God!" Jenny squealed out, her hips coming up to embrace the finger. "Oh, my God."
Dave worked faster at both Jenny's clit and nipple. His finger now played over the swollen top of her budding needs as, with her right hand pushing his face deeper into her firm breast, she could feel him sucking at her as if he intended to suck the entire tit in.
"Daddy," Jenny howled, her left hand slapping at the sheets. "Please, fuck me. God damn, I love you."
Dave did not answer as he played his gasping daughter through her climax. He loved the feeling of her labored breathing pushing his head up and down with her breast. He could feel her wetness increase as her body seemed to do a long, gentle shivering then lay back to the bed with a loud moaning.
Dave wanted more for his daughter than the night before had been. All that had been was the act of each laying claim to the other. A half-hearted attempt for each to find out how far the other might go. No, as their bodies reach out is secret yearnings for each other, both knew there was no longer any limits they had to push.
Dave moved to between Jenny's thighs, spreading her uplifted knees apart far enough for him to bend forward, guiding his cock into her glistening wet pussy as he moved.
Jenny moaned as her father slowly entered her. His entry seemed even slower than the night before, very unlike the lovers she had known before who, once they had fumbled their way in, seemed only too content to slam themselves all the way in before they slipped out. She lifted up on her elbows, looking down to watch the fat cock entering her. She could see its movement, feeling her pussy expanding inside in response to the movement. Now, before her eyes, the feelings seemed to take on a much more physical meaning.
"I want to feel you cum in me so bad," Jenny whispered out hotly as she lay back to the bed.
"I'm in no hurry," Dave chuckled as their bodies touched.
"I've never felt like this," Jenny said as her mind tried to capture every feeling she was having.
