extrem incest

Shit! My bladder was in bursting mode. A quick glance at the clock told me that I’d been sitting in front of the computer for five straight hours. I recalled that Tracy, my thirteen year old daughter had been in and said ‘good-night’ and shortly after that the rush of water in the pipes but I had been so engaged in my work that I hadn’t noticed the time when she started her shower. The bathroom is next to my office, followed by Tracy’s room and my bedroom almost across from hers. It had been mine and my wife’s until a little more than a year ago when she died from the breast-cancer I thought was easily curable.

Tracy has been a great help since her mother’s death. Besides making good grades at school, she also helps me cleaning the house. Cooking I’m good at, but dust-rats, and books all over the place, I don’t notice. My bladder was full - - more than full - - and I rushed into the bathroom… unzipping my pants on the way. I was almost all the way to the throne when I saw Tracy. She was soaking in the tub and the water was clear.

I could see her body!

My naked daughter!

My god!

“Sorry, honey, but I just have to…”

Although we had what I thought of as a well-rounded father-daughter relationship, I guess because we were alone together that there was something of a maturity between us, so that even though this was out of the ordinary, she didn’t jump out of her skin and scream. I guess that she realized my predicament and simply accepted what I was doing.

I hauled out my cock, aimed it into the bowl, and let loose. It was heaven. I seemed to keep on and on pissing and, unable to control my letch, I looked in the mirror over the sink…

I could see Tracy in the tub with her legs slightly spread!

Certain that she couldn’t see me, I took my time looking at her.

My little girl was certainly growing up. Smallish tits stood out like cones from her chest; the nipples had started to puff up, and were pink and clearly visible in their round aureoles. She had a deep ‘inny’ navel on a still babyish hilly stomach, and there was a sprinkle of blonde hair between her legs, not much but definitely noticeable! Not much on the sides, but rather thick in the middle of her mons vereris. The slit was clearly visible, stretching like a scar from between her thighs and rather high up on the downy hill.

Suddenly, I realized that my whole body had somewhat stiffened and my breathing was almost forced. I had to press down my cock, which was starting to swell. My reaction was not because I lusted after my daughter, I lied to myself, but it had been more than a year since I saw a woman’s naked body and the one in front of me was the sweetest I’d ever seen, even in its youthful flesh and notwithstanding the fact that it was my own little girl.

“Dad?” she asked as I was stuffing my prick back in the trousers.

“Yes, honey,” I answered, and then turned to her so I could get a clearer view of her. Tracy not only didn’t seem to be conscious that she was sitting naked in the tub in front of me, and that my eyes were soaking in that flesh, but she spoke as if this was all perfectly normal.

“Will you wash my back for me? It’s so hard to…”

My god, I hadn’t done that in over a year, before she reached puberty and before she began to develop curves and bumps. My mouth was very dry and I forced myself to swallow as I considered what was happening. Over the past year as I took notice of how my daughter was growing, I think deep down that I knew that if I could, I just might touch her and more. When we were alone, I often found myself looking at her growing body as if she was a female first, a daughter second. At the same time, I couldn’t be sure, but I seriously suspected that Tracy not only knew that I was looking, but that she was enjoying my attention. More than on one occasion I wondered what her reaction would be if I touched her breasts or butt and allowed my hands to linger. Something in the back of my mind told me that she would not be against that.

“Well, okay, I guess,” I answered in a somewhat shaky voice, and as I said that our eyes met, and although my daughter still had that look of total innocence, I sensed that we were about to embark on something that was totally taboo to society and that she realized it too.

She then stood up, and briefly turned to face me, giving my eyes time to swallow up that beautiful frontal picture, her cream-colored skin glistening from the bath water, which covered her body. It was all that I could do to suppress my excitement as I got this unobstructed view of my daughter. My eyes were on her hips and I was marveling at how that had begun to curve when she turned. God she was built so good for a 13-year-old. Her butt was filling out so nicely too, I thought.

I moved to the tub, and then bent and gathered the soap. I lathered my hands and straightened up. My temples were actually throbbing as I reached to my daughter and, although she jumped a little when she felt my bare hands on her skin, she didn’t object.

Her shoulders were just as smooth and supple as on a grown-up. I just love to feel a woman’s shoulders in my hands. They are so smooth compared to my own.

I was feeling more and more comfortable and was completely encouraged that Tracy was not recoiling in the slightest. Indeed, I was feeling that she was submitting herself to me. I moved my hands down her spine and up by her sides. I swear that her breathing had changed. My cock was as hard as a rock.

“Lean forward and put your hands on the wall, sweetheart,” I said softly and Tracy obeyed. This made her ass stick out a little, to my delight. She also had to separate her feet to keep her balance, so when I let my hand glide down to the crack of her ass, her ass-cheeks were a little separated.

“Oh?” she whispered when my finger touched her anus. “Oh” she moaned in a whisper when I circled the finger on the tender and sensitive flesh between the cunt and the ass.

Oh my god, I thought. Tracy’s reactions and the sounds coming from her seemed to confirm my horniest fantasy. This was something that she wanted! Her own father touching her!

‘Was this all that she wanted?’ I asked myself. Just how far she was willing to go was the only thing I couldn’t be sure of, but she definitely wanted my hands to touch her, at least more than we had ever done before. I drew my finger along her parted ass-cheeks and she took a little step aside with one foot, allowing me better access. When I again turned the motion downwards, she pushed her hips a little, meeting my finger, and my cock twitched wildly in my pants. Tracy wanted me to touch her here, and I didn’t disappoint her. However, instead of passing her anus I dipped my fingertip inside. I heard her gasp. At my bold intrusion, her whole body tensed and she pinched her ring-muscle shut but that was just for a fraction of a second. As she got over the shock, she then relaxed, making my fingertip slide inside her ass-hole the few millimeters I had intended it to, and she even pushed back a little. Then I withdrew it and continued. I could hear that her breathing was a little faster, a little shallower. I knew that we were on that forbidden course and I was now sure that we were both eager for this to continue to its incestuous conclusion.

On my next down-sweep, she pushed her hips back to meet my finger; her movement was more noticeable this time. This time I fooled her and let the finger pass over the rosebud, without taking the dip inside. Instead, my hand continued and I touched her pussy for the first time!

“OH?” she moaned, almost aloud.

I drew a finger on each side of the puffy lips, rubbing gently and I’m sure causing pleasures for Tracy that until now, she had never dreamed. I then withdrew my hand and again started the teasing motions and soon her hips moved in anticipation, wondering where my finger would end up. I hadn’t parted her pussy-lips yet but now they seemed to spread by their own and when my finger made the journey over labia again, I could feel how they had parted and my finger slid along her slit, which was wet and slippery. When I reached the top of her slit, I could feel that protruding bump! To my surprised, I found that my little girl already had a clit bigger than any woman’s I had known! It was sensitive too, because when I touched it, she gave a little shriek and her hips convulsed.

“OH! Daddy! OH!”

I filled up with total lust when I heard my daughter’s shrieks of pleasure and I then gave total attention to her throbbing clit. It was obvious that she was mentally out of the world of right and wrong, too. Her movements, whimperings, and small cries told me that her body needed satisfaction. I worked her cunt and soon her hips gave a final shake and an animal like sound seeped out of her throat. With my hands upon my little girl, she almost fell down in the tub. However, I was prepared for this; I caught her and steadied her while her orgasm raged through her young body.

When Tracy had finally caught her breath, she wanted to turn around. I felt her body attempt to move, but I pushed her slowly back, to face the wall. With one hand on her shoulder to indicate that she should stay, I reached up with my free hand for the shower hose and then turned the spray on. For the next couple of minutes I sprayed that exciting little body and when I was finished, I shut off the water and dropped the hose. Then I wrapped a towel around her lifted her in my arms. It was then that our eyes met in heat for the very first time. There could be no mistaking what we both wanted to do.

“I love you Daddy,” she whispered, almost as an assurance to me that if I had any thoughts that she didn’t want this, that I should know that she did.

I think my eyes might have filled with tears at that point, for this seemed to be the telling moment that this was more than lust, although surely that was evident. However, this was love too, and I think it was pretty obvious that Tracy had been thinking of giving herself to me for more than just these few minutes. I guessed that she had thought this out for many a night.

“I love you, too, sweetheart,” I said hoarsely, and I then carried her into my bedroom. I threw her gently on her stomach, onto the bed and she giggled as I began to rub her down with the towel that she had over her. Once I had finished with her back, butt and legs, I had her turn over onto her back and I completed the rub, not leaving any part of her body out. When she was dry, I slowly pulled her legs aside and looked down at the very prominent slit with a bulge on the top, concealing her clitoris, which had once again crept inside the protective hood.

Our eyes met again and I was amazed at how the innocent look had been driven away but lust. The little girl looked positively wanton lying there, almost as if she was ready to strike if her needs were not satisfied. She made some awkward movements as if she wanted to hide her pussy for me but they were mere attempts; she wanted to feel the pleasure again. I felt that she just HAD to have another strong orgasm rage through her body. I stood on knees between my daughter’s thighs, dipped down, and gave her a kiss, smack on the middle of the slit. Tracy almost jumped out of her skin when I let my flat tongue slowly trail the length of that slit, and when I made it pointy and it slid in-between the small pussy-lips and lapped at her young female juices, she cried aloud with joy.

She didn’t taste much, mostly soap

The taste was not overpowering strong, and there was the obvious aroma of soap, but there was also a definite smell of pussy, and her inner juices from her excitement was seeping. When the tip of my tongue gathered in its first taste of TRACY, my mind exploded. I brought that taste back into my mouth and pushed my face eagerly into my little girl’s pussy, in search of those delicious inner juices, which flowed inside of her. I pushed my tongue back into her as I worked hard to get her into my mouth. “Aaagghhh…” My daughter’s hips started to move in the instinctive fuck-way of a woman, and her orgasm neared fast and she continued to moan and whimper. When she came, she lifted her ass from the mattress and cried a high-pitched cry, “Oh Daddy! Oh Daddy! Oh Daddy!” she moaned. “Please f-f-fuck me! Please!”

I lifted my face from her convulsing pussy and looked up at her. I don’t know what could have stopped me at that point, and I doubt that if she had suddenly tried to reject me, that I would have been able to control myself. Nevertheless, words came from my mouth that seemed to offer her a choice.

“I can’t. It may hurt…” I started, but before I could finish my sentence, she cut me off.

“I know! I know! I know I have to have p-pain! But this is too good, Daddy! It feels too good! I’m gonna keep feeling it the whole night if you don’t hurt me a little. Please!”

Heat was in her frantic looking eyes as I stood and flung my clothes to the side. As they came off, I watched her and she looked almost like a caged animal. Finally, I lay down on my daughter’s small body!

I was going to fuck her!

My own daughter!

My own flesh and blood!

She looked up at me with a little smile playing on her lips and I knew that this was something that she had thought about for a long time and maybe even planned this night. Her eyes shown of her love for me as I slowly drew my cock a couple of times along her little slit, and her hips jumped every time I passed her clit and again when I passed over the entrance expecting me to stick it in and fuck her. I wanted to tease her as long as possible, making the youngster crave my cock, not for the pain but for the pleasure. Her eyes skewed as I pushed the big head of my cock inside her tight little cunt and I drew blood on this, the very first thrust. At this breakthrough, I heard a little cry from my daughter, not a cry of pain, but one of triumph!

“Oooo! Aaaagh! Yessssss! Oh Daddeeeeee! Oh my god! Oh, shit! Shit! Yesssss!”

I lay still on top of her while her little pussy got used to the thickness of my cock and when she made a little awkward push-up with her hips, I withdrew and her eyes flew wide open in frustration, when she felt me do that. Her body was in need and it was directing her. Her hands dug tighter into the flesh of my back and she tried to urge me not top withdraw and when I slowly started to push into her warm pussy again, she clamped her eyes shut again. This time I pushed deeper within my daughter’s hungry cunt, staying a fraction longer than the first time.

“Oh yes! I’m full! Full! Oh-my-oh-my-yes! That! That! Yes!”

When I drew back this time, she just smiled, anticipating more of my cock inside her cunt. And she got it. This time it sank almost halfway inside her and again her eyes flew open, this time in surprise and not a sound escaped her lips. I understood why when I started to pump her in slow motions and her breath came out in little puffs. I was in her depths and her pussy needed to be worked to accept more of my expanded cock. As I fucked my daughter her pussy widened and accepted more and more of my cock, but she wasn’t able to take all of it even though she leaked her juices all over my hard shaft and balls.

She was bouncing her hips up and down and continuously muttering, “Daddy, ooo, dad - - yes yes oh yes…” and similar utterings.

Then she came! She flung her arms around my neck and lifted her ass up in the air and her tight cunt almost strangled my cock, which couldn’t take any more of all that intense stimulation her snug pussy gave it, so with a mournful bellow, I started to pump my sperm inside my daughter’s womb. When her panting stopped, and her breath went back to almost normal, she took me by my ears and drew my face down and our lips met for the very first time in a grown-up kiss. It was a soft kiss with closed lips but it was full of her love for me.

“Oh Dad,” she sighed. “I could grow dependent of this!”

“You just do that. I’ll be here to take care of you.”

“Promise?”

“Yes, darling. I promise.”

“Good.”