© 2003

Chapter 1

"Dad, can I fly with you today? Bill and the baby are driving me nuts." Channtel, my 23 year old daughter ask.

"Shit baby, I'm not sure where I'm going today. And why are they drivin you nuts?" I replied, as I looked at her breast.

"The baby is sick, Bill is just... Well, you know Bill." She said.

Yes, I knew bill. A fat, lazy, prick that got my sexy daughter pregnant. Never worked a day in his life and made Channtel borrow money off me when ever they were broke. I hated the fat BASTERD.

I gave her a good tight Hug, " Why don't you dump his big fat ass?"

"I don't know, he's not good for anything." She said, hugging me back.

I told Channtel, " You go back in the office, I need the talk with Dennis and find out where I'm going. And to see if it will be safe for you to go. Who's going to watch the baby?" I gave her round 36 inch ass a good firm love smack, as she walked away.

"Mom is... Ouch, you better stop that." Channtel giggled.

"God, I love watching that girls ass," I thought," Even having her baby just four months ago, she looks as hot as ever."

Her light brown hair had streaks of blonde running through it. She always had a long strand or two that tried to cover one of her blue eyes.

She had the face of a Goddess, her big red juicy lips were always smiling. Showing her snow white teeth. I loved to see my girl smile.

As I watched her go in the office, she turned to wave, " Oh man," I thought, " how did she ever get a set of knockers that big?"

They must be a 40 DD now that the baby is nursing her. If I was her Pussy Ass husband, I would be sucking on them day and night.

She has nice big areola circles, that are a real light tan color. Her nipples are the size of little pebbles and always hard. How do I know this? She always wears see-through blouses.

I walked up the steep stairs into the plane looking for Dennis. I found him in the back section of the L-1011. Giving instructions how to tie down the cargo.

"Dennis, give them guys a break. They know how to load a plane. Besides that I need to talk to you." I said, pulling him off the plane.

"What's up Jake?" Dennis ask with a big smile.

My buddy Dennis is a missionary that could charm the 'devil' himself. He talked me into leaving a job paying a hundred grand a year and bring my wife and daughter to Nepal, and living in Katmandu.

I fly supplies to other missionaries into China. Some of the places I land in don't even have a runway, just a cleared field. In most cases it's just a mountain top.

Worst of all, the government over there doesn't want anybody helping their people or trying to teach them the Bible. This year alone, five planes have been shot at. Last June I had to ditch a plane in the mountains and walk five days before a found a ride back to Katmandu.

I lit a cigarette and ask, " Where's this stuff going? Channtel wants to fly with me."

With concern, Dennis replied, " It's going to Lhasa, the Army hasn't been in the area but, you never know where they'll be," He took a deep breath, " and... we haven't gave the local General any pay offs for a few months."

I told Dennis, " The baby has been sick, ass hole Bill, is driving her nuts. She just wants to get away for the day."

"Well, it will be up to you," Dennis lit a smoke, " you know the rules... If you crash, you're on your own."

"Yeah, yeah, I know... I think it will be O.K.," I replied, " what am I flying in today?"

"A Set Up Village." Dennis told me.

A Set Up Village, is enough supplies for five people to live five months. Food, clothes, blankets, heaters, medical supplies and any other thing you could think of.

In fact, it's a Mini town and it meant the plane would be overloaded and have cargo in the old passenger area plus in the cargo hold.

We talked a while longer about a weather front that was building over China. I would really have to get back in a hurry to beat the storm. A storm over the Himalayas could drop up to ten feet of snow in just a few hours time.

I went to the little office to find Channtel, there she was bent over, trying to get a Coke out of the fifty year old machine. Her seductive ass stuck up in the air, only covered by a pair of Blue Jeans, that had to have been twenty years old. They where so soft and worn out, every curve and crevice on her wonderful hips and ass could be seen.

"Hi Dad," she said, " can you help me with this?"

"MMMMM I'd love to..." I replied, as I walked to her ass. Pushing my hard cock into her tight ass.

"DADDDY... ," Channtel screamed and jumped up. Her face was as red as a tomato, " DON'T DO THAT. Bill hasn't been doing his... Ummm... duties in the bedroom."

"Oh my God, my poor baby was horny," My mind raced, " what I wouldn't do to fix you up little lady."

I turned her to face me, I held her in my arms, my ten inch cock now smashed into her neglected growing, " Oh yeah? Well, your Mother hasn't been doing her 'duties' neither."

I leaned on a desk, pulling her hips more into my cock. My hands went to her ass, massaging her firm cheeks. As I massaged her, I could feel her delicate body melting in my arms.

"mmmm... oh daddy... I love you so much..." Channtel sighed.

My hands moved to her Angel face, " I love you to baby." And I kissed her softly on her lips.

Then a voice came over the load speaker, " Jake... You're clear for take off."

"Well shit... That really sucks," I said moving my hands back to Channtels great ass, " I get a hot lady in my arms and we have to go."

Channtel reached and gave me a good, deep kiss, " Damn, Dad. You done went and got me all horny." She pulled away from me and gave herself a good firm rub between her legs.

My cock was hard as a rock, my sexy daughter just told she got horny by me hugging her. If she ever did let me get her, I would wear her little Love Tunnel out.

Another thing crossed my mind, when her baby was born, the doctor had to take it. Her Love Burrow would be tight, just the way I loved them.

We took off and was off to main land, China. Either one of us has said more than two words. I was still in shock and she looked like a 'Young Girl' in love.

"Did you mean what you said in the office?" I ask Channtel.

With love in her eyes, " Yes... every word, well... Kinda." little tears came in her eyes, " I've been in love with you sense that day you bought me that white Bikini. It really sucks that we are Dad and Daughter."

That white bikini, my mind drifted back in time...

I would never forget it. I was on a trip to Florida, I went into a Sex Shop, looking for something nice for my wife Kate. But, when I saw that bikini, I knew I had to get it for Channtel.

Of coarse Kate my wife, had a fit when she saw our 16 year old daughter wearing it. It just did cover her young nipples and as far as covering her sex...

Channtel had to learn how to shave her private spot.

My wife and I had a big fight about it. In truth, I think she may have been jealous about it. All Kate did was, sit on the sofa watching TV and eating all day. She had put on about 50 pounds that year.

When I wouldn't take it from Channtel, Kate went to her Mothers house for the night. I didn't give a damn, I had a chance to catch up on my sleep.

Sometime that night I woke up and took a shower. When I had finished I went to find something to eat. That's when I think Channtel fell in love with me, when I saw her, I as well, fell for her.

She had walked into the house, water from the pool ran down her body. The bikini became transparent when it was wet. Her full young breast filled my eyes. As I looked down, her tender love spot came into view.

"Thank you, for the bikini Daddy," she purred, moving into my arms.

I had not put anything on, my ten inch manhood went right between her inexperienced legs. Her wet, cool body filled my arms, as my raging cock pushed on her sensitive pussy.

I pulled her as close to me as possible, I could feel the heat between her legs as my throbbing cock smashed into her.

One of my hands found her beautiful breast, my other hand went to her sexy ass. I began to tease her young body, moving my hands all over her, then, I moved my hand to her wet pussy.

"Oh Daddy," she moaned, " I'm so hot... please fix me... make me a woman."

"HELLO... DAD... HELLO." Channtel yelled.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I was thinking about something." I told her.

"What were you thinking about?" She ask, with a little smile.

"To be truthful... That night in the kitchen," I paused, " how good you looked all wet."

"You know what I think about... ," Channtel leaned back in her seat, " How big you are. How it would feel inside me. Filling my body like no man has ever done."

She stood up giving me a soft kiss, " I need to use the Ladies Room."

As I waited for her to come back, I was thinking of all the different ways I could make love to her. I would thoroughly suck her big breast dry.

After that, I would do her doggy style for an hour or so. Then lay her down and spread her legs as wide as they will go, do her for another hour.

We went on talking, me telling her how much I loved to watch her sexy body and her telling me how much she wished Bill had a cock like mine.

"Baby if he had a piece of meat this big," I grabbed my cock through my jeans, " he still wouldn't know how to use it." We both busted out laughing.

I looked out the window and stated, " Well, we're half way there," I pointed, " there's Mt. Everest. We're now in China."

"This country gives me the creeps," She shuddered, " they way they treat their people makes me sick."

"You better hope we don't get shot down," I teased her, " you'll find out how they treat their women."

"That's not a bit funny," Channtel was pissed, " I'd be some little yellow basterds sex slave for the rest of my life."

About an hour later I made our final turn to Lhasa. When I got a funny felling.

I looked at the radar, " Buckle up," I told her, as I banked the plane to the right, "we got company..."

"OH DADDY, I'M SCARED." Channtel screamed.

A Russian Mig was closing on us fast. I needed to get us back to the border as fast as the plane would go. He would be shooting a missile at us any time.

The only hope we had, most of the missiles they had were duds. All they would do is crash into our plane. That also was bad but, not as bad as being blown up.

I had the trottle wide open, the poor plane probably had never been flown this fast. Racing to the highest mountains in the world, hoping to out-fly a fighter plane.

As the plane closed in on us, I looked at Channtel and said, " Baby... I'm sorry, I should have never let you come with me."

"Daddy, it's not your fault. I wanted to come." She replied, with big tears running down her face.

That's when the pilot of the other plane started shooting his guns at us. No missiles, just his guns, we had a chance on getting back to the Himalayas.

Alarms started going off, he hit our fuel line and one of the engines caught on fire. I knew that we were going down, all I could hope for was a clear spot to ditch the plane.

I kept the trottle full open, we still had to get high into the mountains. If we crashed in the low lands an army patrol would come looking for us. Channtel would be a sex slave and me? I would most likely just be executed.

Higher and higher we climbed, the poor plane moaned and groaned the whole way up. We only had a little ways to go. Then I saw a small valley, between two huge peeks.

"See that valley, to the right?" as I pointed.

"Yes, I see it Dad." Channtel returned.

"That's going to be our home for the next five months." I stated.

I pointed the plane towards the valley, it was going to be very close. The low fuel lights came on, I hoped we would glide in real soft.

We got within range of the valley, I looked at Channtel and told her, " Baby... Go in the back," I hugged her, " remember where all the sleeping bags and covers are?"

Big tears ran down her face as she nodded 'yes'.

"Go cover up with as many of them as you can," I kissed her, " I love you, now run..."

As the plane got closer to the spot, it looked better than some of the run ways I had to land on. It was very flat and wide enough for the planes wings.

I heard the engines sputter, "Oh shit... We're out of fuel."

Chapter 2

The valley was a great place to land. The plane floated in with no problem at all. It was just like landing on a bad runway.

I unbuckled screaming, " YOU O.K. BABY?"

As I ran to the back of the plane, Channtel jumped into my arms crying. Big tears ran down her face as she hugged and kissed me.

"Are we really going to be here five months?" Channtel ask.

I looked into her eyes, " Baby, I'm sorry. It mite be longer than that."

"What about my baby," she began to cry, " she'll forget me."

I patted her round ass, " Oh, no she won't."

We hugged for a long time before I got her to calm down.

"We need to start looking through all the supplies and getting everything we need to make us a good warm living area," I said, " I'll go to the cargo hold. You start hanging blankets up to the walls and fix the warmest bed you can make."

"Should I make... Two beds... Or," Channtel looked to the floor, " or just one... Big bed?"

I gave her a little hug and said, " That's up to you Baby."

I went down in the cargo hold, rooting through all of the many boxes and crates. I needed to find the heaters, lights and the stoves.

Each time I would find more of the things we needed I would put them on the mini-elevator and send it up to Channtel. After a good two hours of digging through hundreds of boxes, I had found about everything we needed for now.

Dennis sat at his desk, watching the old clock on the wall. He hated it when a plane was late getting back from China, this plane had his best friend and his beautiful daughter on board.

He picked up the phone, " Control Tower, this is Dennis. Any word on Jake yet? O.K., have every plane going or coming from there, keep an eye out for them." Dennis hung up the phone.

Dennis began to e-mail every person he knew in the area, being a missionary meant he knew some shady people. The 'perfect' people didn't need saved. It was drug dealers, hookers and Black-market dealers. That needed a 'Man of GOD' and they know everybody and everything that went on around the border.

He also knew one other person that could help a lot, a long time friend in the C.I.A. It meant that a load of guns or some mercenaries would be on one of his planes. But, anything for Jake.

"GOD, I pray they're O.K.," Dennis thought to himself, " I should never have let Channtel go along. If they're dead her poor baby will be motherless, and it will be my fault."

Dennis went on thinking, " and my best friend, Jake, I've known him for close to twenty years. Now I've killed them both." Dennis began to cry...

I made my way back up top to find that Channtel had really been working very hard. She had covered every wall and ceiling with blankets. She had covered the floors with the sleeping bags.

She had fixed the blankets so that we had three little rooms. An area to cook our food, a sitting area and one very nice and cozy bedroom.

"WOW. My little girl sure has been a busy little beaver." I said.

With a big smile Channtel replied, " You like?"

"Lord yes, this is nice," I looked to the bed, " are you sure about the bed?"

Her face got a little red and she said, " Can we just take things real slow," she moved into my arms, " I know it's wrong for us to do 'it' together but, I also know that I've wanted you sense I first knew what sex was."

"You lead the way," my hands found Channtels ass, " however you want things to go."

She gave me a nice deep French Kiss and said, " Thanks Daddy."

After we had warmed up dinner, we sat snuggled on our bed. Channtel sat on my lap, with my arms wrapped around her. My right hand lightly squeezed her breast. A long steam of milk shot from her nipple.

"Damn Baby, them things are loaded." I said with a little laugh.

"I know... They are starting to hurt real bad," she wiped off my hand, " the baby should have nursed three or four times by now."

"How are we going to get the milk out?" I said, looking at her big wet breast, " I don't want to see you hurting."

Channtel reached for a cup, " You hold this for me," she pulled off her blouse, then her very thin bra, " I'll try to milk them, you hold the cup under my nipple."

I was in shock, I had always wanted to see a woman playing with her tits. Now, I have my sexy daughter, sitting on me, Milking her full breast.

My cock started to grow as I watched her take her breast in her hands and giving it little squeezes. The milk trickled from her nipples, little by little the cup began to fill. So did my cock.

Channtel looked at me with a little smile and said, " Daddy, I'm sorry... I didn't mean to get you excited."

"It's not every day a man gets to see something as sexy as this," I looked down to her breast, I caressed the nipple, " you're beautiful..."

"Thank you, would you like to do it for me?" She ask.

"FUCK YES, OH YEAH, HAND THEM OVER AND HOLD ON BABY." I thought.

"Only if you want me to." I figured that would be the best thing to say.

She moved on my lap facing me. She took the cup, my hands moved to hold her swollen breast. I began to play with her tender nipple and gave her breast little squeezes.

The milk flowed from her body, filling the cup faster than before. I could feel her breathing increase as I worked her neglected breast. Squeezing her breast harder as I pinched her tender nipple.

"Oh Daddy... ," Channtel panted, " it feels so good"

I moved to her other breast, again teasing her nipple as I squeezed the milk from her young body. She began to rock her hips against my rock hard cock.

"Oh shit... stop for a minute... The cup is full." I told her.

Channtel put the cup by the stove, grabbing a bigger cup, I slipped off my pants, freeing my cock. She moved back on my lap.

Shocked by what I had done, " DADDY." She said.

"You just relax, you do what ever you want. O.K.?" I said.

"O.K. anything I want?" she ask.

I nodded.

She stood up, taking off her jeans. As I looked at her love, I could she was very excited. Her powder blue panties were soaked with her fluids.

She moved back to my lap, pressing her saturated panties and mound on my cock. Her hips began to move back and forth against my hard cock. I pushed one of her 'milk filled' breast into my mouth, sucking it hard and fast.

"Oh GOD... DADDY... YES..." Channtel screamed.

Her hips went wild humping my cock shaft, as hard and fast as she could go. Her breast smashed in my mouth, I sucked and squeezed it as hard as I could. Draining all of Channtels warm, sweet milk.

Faster her pussy rubbed my swollen cock, her fluids coated my cock. As she used my cock pole for her release, I was pushing into her love. Hoping her panties would move or my cock meat would find it's way inside my daughters body.

"OH... OH... DADDY... I'M CUMMING... I'M CUMMING..."

"GO... Baby go... Cum on me." I said.

Screaming louder, " OH... DADDY... DADDY... MAKE ME... CUM."

I kept sucking her full breast as my hands pushed her ' ready to cum' pussy into my cock. Her hips moved the length of my shaft, stimulating her body to the fullest.

"OH YES." She moaned, as her body exploded.

Her orgasm ran through her young body, I could feel every muscle in her spasm. Her breast shot milk all over my face. After a few minutes, she fell on top of me.

"GOD, that was so good," She panted, " I haven't came like that sense... That night in the kitchen."

"Oh really?" I said.

"YES... I went to my room and..." Channtels face was bright red, " I must have masturbated 10 or 15 times that night thinking of you."

I hugged her to me, pressing her wet love mound against my hard cock, " I'm sorry Baby... You were only 16, I wanted you real bad too but, I knew you needed to find a guy your age."

She sighed, " All the boys my age only had four or five inch dicks, I knew I needed a big one, like yours."

"You can have it any time you want, we'll be here for a long time."

"Remember... You said, I could take my time." She stated.

"While your taking your time, you could help me fix this thing now and then." I replied.

"Oh yeah... Like how?" Channtel said with a smile.

"Oh let me think... A good rub down... Mmmm a good rub down between your breast... And you could always give Dear Old Dad a nice Blow Job." I told her.

"MMMM that sounds like fun..." Channtel said as her hands moved to my cock.

She began to stroke my cock shaft up and down, letting it brush across her wet nipples. The droplets of milk acted like a lubricant. Her hands moved faster, her blue eyes watched my face as she brought me closer to cumming.

"Cum for me Daddy... Cum on my tities..." Channtel purred, " you can even cum on my face..."

"Cum Daddy... Cum on your daughter." She whispered.

Her hands moved up and down my love shaft, bringing me closer to cumming. She squeezed and pulled on it like a master. Like she had played with my cock hundreds of times before.

"OOOOHHHHh Baby... Yes... Yes." I moaned.

My cock started shooting it's load all over Channtels big breast. She pumped my meat faster, making sure she pleased her Daddy. My kept shooting it's load on her breast and on her pretty face.

"WOW... Thank you, Daughter." I panted.

"Damn Daddy, when was the last time Mom did you?" she ask.

"Shit..." I thought to myself, " about three months ago."

"oh Daddy," Channtel purred, " I've wanted your cum on me and in me for so long..." Her hands started rubbing my cum all over her big breast, and then she began licking her fingers.

After cleaning up, we laid in each others arms and fell asleep.

"Daddy..." Channtel moaned.

I was sleeping very good after her great hand job, " What Baby?"

"I'm hurting real bad, can you help me milk my breast again?" She begged.

"Yes..." I said.

She started to get up, " I'll get the cup..." I grabbed her, pulling her swollen breast to my mouth. I started sucking it like a hungry animal. Drinking down all of her warm milk.

"Oh Daddy... That feels so good," Channtel moaned and commenced to rub her hot pussy on my swollen cock. I pulled her on top of me, trying to push my cock inside of her body.

"DADDY, NO... NO," Channtel pleaded, " you said I could take my time."

"Come on, I need to be in you Baby," I begged, " give Daddy some of your hot little pussy." I kept trying to no avail.

From then on that's how we drained her breast, I wasn't going to pour that wonderful milk of hers down the drain any more. Hell, I liked the taste and getting it out of her was the best part.

For the next few weeks she would rub her pussy on my cock and then jerk me off. I didn't want to rush her. I wanted her to make all the moves.