A Father's Work Is Never Done
Copyright© 2022 by Greven
Chapter 2
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A retired widower learns his adult daughters have always considered him their sexual ideal. How he deals with them now is our story
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Fiction Cuckold Incest Father Daughter Cream Pie Pregnancy
Hello everyone, this is Terri again with the continuing story of my family. The last time I wrote about all of us I told you of how my eldest daughter got pregnant thanks to a bottle of homemade liquor. Since then I have to admit that Jenna and I have continued our occasional afternoons together ever since.
After my wife passed away from cancer a few years ago the girls have taken turns keeping the old man company. Now usually they rotated around but after Jenna turned up pregnant she seemed to focus her free time on me. We both knew why but we kept it a very close secret, or at least I thought we did.
After her first trimester Jenna started to share her time with me with her younger sister Cindy. Ok I know I say younger but only by a year. Like her sister and her mother Cindy was a stacked little thing. Five foot nothing with large breasts and wide hips were the first thing you noticed first but she had large green eyes that had always held my attention.
Her pride had always been her long chestnut hair which hung down her back to the base of her spine. It was very fine and swirled with her every movement. I don’t know how other fathers feel about their daughter but I know I thought every one of them were the most beautiful creatures to ever walk the earth.
Understand I never looked at them sexually, I just knew that each of them were incredibly beautiful. When I walked my older two daughters down the aisle I knew that their future husbands didn’t deserve the wonderful women that they had become. Then again I’m sure my father-in-law felt the same way on our wedding day.
Ok back to the story. One afternoon I was bottling a new batch of booze that came from a very old recipe. It was an herbal liquor similar to Benedictine but much tastier as it was made from sweet herbs. I had started making it after Jenna asked me to start a batch.
The day I was working on it Jenna was sitting in the kitchen with me when the doorbell rang. Jenna answered the door and in came Cindy. I gave my girl a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. “To what do I owe to the privilege of seeing my beautiful daughter today?” She blushed as she always had when I complimented her looks. “Well Jenna told me you were making some of that Goldwater of yours and I had to come over for a few sips and maybe take a bottle home.” “A whole bottle? Is there something you want to talk about?” I handed her a small glass with some ice and Goldwater. She sat down and took a long sip. “Well Mike and I have been having some issues.” “Sweetie you have been married for a whole two years.” She was about to argue when I held up my hand. “I know you lived together in college but marriage make a big difference in a relationship. When I married your mother we almost filed for divorce a dozen times before our fourth anniversary.”
Jenna reached over and took her sisters hand. “I know its hard sis. Robert and I have had some of our worst times during the first two years. It wasn’t till I turned up pregnant that we have found a middle ground.”
Cindy seemed to cave in at that. “You have no idea how much I want a baby. I know it would be good for both of us but he doesn’t want kids. He keeps giving me all these reasons not to but how do I tell my body to stop wanting a child. I feel the ache deep inside of me every day.”
Jenna looked at me and then at her sister. “So what have the two of you been doing to keep the risk of kids down?” Cindy sighed. “I use the pill but it makes feel rotten sometimes. When I hit the estrogen pills I feel really rotten.”
Jenna and Cindy talked about it and Jenna told her that she might need to stop taking them altogether. There was more conversation and Cindy had a few more drinks. Before long I could tell Cindy was getting quite sloshed. I called Mike and told him about his wife and he actually bitched me out for getting his wife drunk.
I was rather taken back by his little triad. This man had always been rather respectful in the past and I found this quite out of the norm. “Mike, I was wondering if there is something wrong between you and Cindy.” Well that really got his back up. He went on to chew me out about keeping my nose out of his and his wife’s business. I then asked if he was thinking about coming over to get his wife and he told me that he would try to get over here but he couldn’t be sure. I began to wonder just how good a marriage my daughter was actually in. It also made me think about some questions to ask the girl while she was in such a relaxed state.
When I walked in Jenna was sitting closer to her sister and holding her hand. I sat on Cindy’s other side and took the glass out of it and held it. “Little love, I want you to tell me what the two of you really argue about. I’m not talking money or kids, but the real reason the two of you fight.”
Cindy looked at me and I could tell she was wondering how I knew the truth. “What do you mean dad?” I simply arched my eyebrow at her like I did when they were kids trying to hide something. Cindy just hung her head. “We don’t really argue. He tells me what he expects and if I don’t do it he gets mad.” I felt a cold chill run through me. “And what does he do when he gets mad at you?” Cindy knew what I was hinting at. Her eyes grew large at the sound of my voice. “No dad he has never hit me or anything. He just yells and sometimes breaks stuff.”
That told me that in the first few years that would be all he did, but over the years he would do more the less she met his desires. Sooner or later he would resort to punishing her for her disobedience and no man did that to one of my girls.
“Cindy I love you too much to let this happen while I can still do something about it. Your husband is assaulting you emotional now and over the years he will, not may but will, start abusing you physically.” She shook her head and tried to say otherwise. “Dad you don’t understand he is a good man. He loves me he just gets mad at the things I do.” I took a deep breath. “Cindy I raised you. I know you very well and I know what kind of woman you are. You have the sweetest heart I have ever seen and you are so very understanding of others flaws. You are hoping that eventually you can change him into the man that you see rather than the man he is.”
Tears were starting to slide down her cheeks. “He won’t change Sweetheart. Men very rarely change when they are like that. He is the kind of man who wants to be the center of your world and you his servant. He doesn’t want children now or ever because they would crowd him out of the limelight. If you did get pregnant then he would only get worse.”
Jenna pulled her little sister against her and stroked her hair. Cindy gripped my hand in hers so tight it almost hurt. “I know. I know. But if I leave him where will I go? I don’t have a job, and I don’t have much more than high school diploma.” I pulled her hand up and kissed the back of her hand. “Cindy you always have a place to go. You are my little sweetheart and you will always have a place in my heart and my home. All of you girl’s rooms are, and always will, be ready for you to come back to when you need them.” I looked over at Jenna and tears were falling from her eyes.
Cindy shrugged off Jenna and fell into my arms. Her arms went around me and she held onto me like she hadn’t since she was a little girl. She started sobbing against me and when I looked at Jenna she seemed a little shocked too. She began crying so hard she began to slip out of her chair. I pulled up on her but she didn’t seem able to stand. I took a deep breath and scooped her up into my arms. It was damm hard for me to do so. I wasn’t in great shape, and even though she was small she wasn’t light. I walked into the living room and sat on the couch with her in my lap. Ok, I fell on my ass and the couch was there to catch me.
I sat there rubbing my little girls back while she cried against my neck. She slowly stopped sobbing and seemed to have drifted off. I loved feeling her against me like this. For so many years I had all of my girls on my lap but then one day they would stop. When my youngest Jessi had reached that day a part of me died. Now I had one of my little loves sitting in my lap again and it was wonderful. I hated that she was so sad, but I was so glad to be here for her, that she still wanted me to comfort her. I was so happy to have one of my little girls back that I wasn’t paying much attention to anything else.
That is until I felt her lips gently kissing the side of my neck. It felt so good that I could feel the hair on my body stand up. She began to slide her soft lips from the base of my neck upwards till she found my earlobe. This she took between her teeth and ever so lightly nibbled on it. When she did that it wasn’t hair that stood up on me.
I swear I got light headed the blood flowed south so fast. I couldn’t help moaning out loud as Cindy sucked on my earlobe. I know I lost myself in the moment because I let my hand drift over her legs and hip. She took my free hand and guided it to her breast which I began giving loving attention to. A finger stroked my cheek and made me turn my head towards Cindy. Our lips met, our mouths opened and our tongues explored. I knew the moment I tasted her sweet mouth that our connection as father and daughter was over and our new relationship as lovers had begun.
Cindy’s hand was at the back of my neck, tugging my hair and pulling me against her. It shattered any resistance inside of me and began to remove her shirt. As I passed her bra strap I took the time to unhook her bra. I slid my hands around her side to ease her large breasts out of their restraints. Like any woman I made sure to rub and knead her sides to increase blood flow where her bra straps had pressed against her. This got a low moan from her as the circulation returned to her ribs. I pulled back from her kiss and she looked at me questioningly. I pulled her top and bra up and over her head.
“I love you Cindy. I love you and I want this.” Her eyes opened large and her lip trembled. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a crushing kiss. It was like all of the passion and need that she had hidden away all of her life was being let out in one expression of love. Then she hugged my neck and I could feel fresh tears on her face. I let her go like that for a bit longer before I told her to stand up if she could. She did so and I got up off the couch. I took her hand in mine and led her to the bedroom. Once there I began to undress and so did she. Looking at her nude I was so very impressed. In some ways she reminded me of her mother in her figure, yet her long hair and huge eyes were totally her own. I pressed her backwards and had her lay down. I then knelt on the floor and began to lift her legs upwards. She covered her sex with her hands and when I looked up she blushed. “I need to shower to do that.” I pried her hands away. “No, I want to taste you not soap.” I then aimed right for her clit to end the argument.
With one stab and suck she gave up and arched her hips up for me. I took my time and enjoyed myself. It is said that if you give yourself over when giving oral you get just as much back. Let me tell you I have always loved eating pussy and this girl’s pussy was a real treat. Cindy really seemed to be enjoying herself too. Her hips rocked and she emitted the cutest little squeaks every time I flicked her clit. When her squeaks began to turn into whimpers I really focused on what I was doing. I slid a finger into her pussy and wondered just how much cock my son-in-law had. I mean I am not big but damm.
I curled my finger up and stroked her pubic bone till I felt her juices flowing out. Then I took her clit between my lips and gently sucked it into my mouth. I was even more surprised by her reaction because her climax hit without any real warning. Her heels pressed against my shoulder blades, her pelvis shot up, and I actually feared that she was going to kill me while she came.
When her body collapsed I eased her legs off of me and cuddled her sweaty body to mine. She wasn’t panting so much as gasping as I held her. Eventually her eyes fluttered open and she smiled up at me. “I love you so much dad. I have never felt this good in my life. Not just the incredible orgasm, but the way I feel so full of love right now.” I smiled at her and kissed her forehead. “I know exactly how you feel sweetheart. That’s how I feel too.” We both scooted up onto the bed and held each other. Then there was a light knock on the door and Cindy freaked out. “Oh my gosh. Jenna is still here. What will she think?” I pulled her back to me. “She will think that you have finally had a good climax.”
I told Jenna that she could come in, and boy did she. The door opened and she walked in wearing nothing but a huge smile. She strode proud as hell and stretched out on my other side. Cindy just watched and the confusion on her face was visible. Jenna reached out to her sister and took her hand. “Well sis, it looks like dad gave you the same kind of healing her gave me a few months ago.”
“You mean the two of you have been having sex? For how long?” Jenna smiled and stroked her belly. “About four months.” That made Cindy eyes go even wider. “You mean that baby is dad’s?” Her voice didn’t show the shock I thought it would. It seemed joyous and maybe a little envious. “Yep. Robert and I weren’t having any luck so I came to dad. After a little too much to drink I seduced him and he helped us out.”
Cindy’s face grew so very soft and she reached out to stroke Jenna’s belly. “Hello little sister.” This caused tears all around as the way she said it made Jenna and I feel so wonderful. I got out of bed and told the girls I would be right back. I called Mike and told him not to worry about his wife. He asked why not and I told him she had decided to take a nap and I figured she should just stay here and sleep it off. He huffed a bit more and then told me to tell his wife that she would have to do some apologizing when she got home.
I hung up on the twit before I said something that would only make the situation worse. I then went back to the bedroom and saw the smile his naked wife was giving me and I felt so much better. I walked over and as I was getting back on the bed Cindy spread her legs and wrapped them around me. “And where do you think you are going Daddy? Jenna has been telling me about the two of you and figure you need to get over here and help me catch up with her.”
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