This is a story that begins with a wonderful relationship between a father and daughter. It was going to be something completely different and have very little sex. Unfortunately, the characters are what they are. A hormonal daughter, a father with a low opinion of himself and a mother who's found herself searching for whatever elusive thing has been missing from her life. And damned if it doesn't quietly pull in facets from my favorite universe...
Although I'd been having sex for a couple of years now, the past two weeks had been like nothing else before. After all, how many girls get to have sex with their own dad?
Dad lays around the house wearing very loose shorts. His daughters are able to see up the leg and his privates and want a much closer hands on look. His wife sees what he is teaching them but why is she ignoring it? What is she up to that she can't condemn her husband's actions?
He hadn't thought about his daughter as a sex object before, but her words about her new bikini had made him think about her in a most un-fatherly way. True he hadn't being getting much recently but he tried to put his thoughts about her to the back of his mind.
A Story in the 'Sperming' series (2) When a young widow and mother of two fecund daughters learns that her brother-in-law, despite a refusal on principle to commit incest, has managed to impregnate his own daughter, she thinks he might still be the man to knock up his nieces. And maybe her, too. A sequel to 'Sperming My Girl'.
Our parents worked late. My hot, seventeen-year-old sister, a real tease to my friends, was in my sex fantasies. I was fifteen, super horny and happened to sport a big, nine-inch cock. I jacked three to four times a day. (Oh, to be young.) Seeing her parade around the house in just her thong panties and midriff tee-shirt was more than a young teen could handle--even if she was my sister. I will detail how I found myself crossing the line, doing things no parent should know about.