Message-ID: <30222asstr$989575803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <pan_thepiper@hotmail.com> From: "Pan ThePiper" <pan_thepiper@hotmail.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed X-Original-Message-ID: <F63RWYBXv6ZWY6r6TS900002d66@hotmail.com> X-OriginalArrivalTime: 10 May 2001 21:03:28.0141 (UTC) FILETIME=[A913D3D0:01C0D994] Subject: {ASSM} Call Me Daddy 5 {Pan} (Mf, inc) Date: Fri, 11 May 2001 06:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2001/30222> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw Call Me Daddy, part 5 (Mf, inc) By Pan It had been a few days since Joseph Piller had sex with his daughter Jane. First off, she was sore from having lost her virginity to her father, but inside Joe was also troubled by the fact that he had just had sex with his blood daughter. Having sex with Alex was one thing. Alex was just his foster daughter, and a sexy little blonde too. He did not mind spreading her wide anytime he wanted, but Jane was another story. Jane was his own flesh. Jane even had his own gray eyes. Though, Jane was pretty too. She had long brown hair that curled just slightly at the ends, and she had the face of an angel. She had full pouty lips, which she inherited from her mother, and soft totally unblemished skin. She was lighter than Alex at ninety five pounds, and her breasts were slightly smaller than Alex's, but still growing. One day Joe was sure they would be as full as her mother's. Both girls were sixteen, and extremely gorgeous. But still, Joe could not forget the fact that Jane was his real daughter. But then again, she was also a beautiful girl on the verge of womanhood. One night, Joe could not sleep. He tossed and turned for hours, and before he risked waking his wife Mary, he decided to get up. Mary was still sleeping in the bed he left. She wore full pajamas, nothing sexy at all. They had not had sex for three years due to her religious zeal. Wearing his boxers and a white T- shirt, Joe wandered into the hallway. It must had been two in the morning. The hall was lit by a some night-lights spaced evenly down the way. He went to the top of the stairs, planning to head to the kitchen for a drink when he saw that Jane's bedroom door was cracked opened. He then changed direction and headed for the door. Pushing the door open ever so slightly he looked into Jane's moonlit room. Her wallpaper was decorated sky blue with clouds near the ceiling. It was the same pattern from when it was her nursery. Her shelves were filled with fancy dolls that all looked at him accusingly for disturbing her sleep. Jane laid in her small bed. A frilly comforter with lace trim skirted the edge of it, and a brass head board bordered the top. Jane stirred. She seemed to be breathing heavy, and perspiration glistened on her forehead. Joe came over to look at her, and she seemed to be having a bad dream or something. Her faced, framed in that mass of luxurious brown hair, seemed in discomfort. It was a warm night, since it was getting to be summer, and her sheets and comforter did not cover her entire body. She wore a thin cotton shirt with buttons down the middle. He noticed that only two of her buttons were done as her chest heaved. The shirt parted at her mid-drift, showing her flat young stomach. From her waist down she was covered by her sheets. Joe sat down on the bed next to his daughter, and touched the side of her face. It was soft and unusually warm to the touch. "Jane," he whispered. "Jane, wake up." "Huh?" she said as she stirred her eyes open. "Oh, dad, it's you." "You were having a bad, dream honey." "Oh? I was..." "Actually I want to talk to you," Joe said and took a deep breath. "What happened between you, Alex, and I. It shouldn't have happened." "Dad, are you sure?" "Yes, honey. You're my daughter, and you shouldn't do things like that with your father." Shock was on Jane's face, and then she started to cry. She rolled away facing away from her father. "Jane, it's alright. It's not so bad. We can walk away from this." "I'm sorry, dad. I'm sorry I was such a bad fuck," Jane said muffled under her hands. "What? What was that?" Jane sucked up some tears and turned to face her father. "I'm sorry I was a bad fuck. That's why you don't want to fuck me anymore right? If I was a better fuck like Alex you'd like me more." "No, no, Jane. That's not it." "Then I was a good fuck?" Joe smiled. "Yeah, you were pretty good. You liked being fucked?" "Yeah," Jane said and smiled. "And you really want to continue fucking?" "Yeah, dad. More than anything else, I want to fuck you. I've been thinking about it all the time now. Actually I wasn't having a bad dream at all tonight." Jane pushed the sheets below her waist, and exposed her uncovered pelvis. She reached her delicate left hand between her legs and stroked herself. "I've been fantasizing about getting fucked again. Please don't stop fucking me, dad. Please. I'll do anything. I'll be a good girl. You don't have to give me an allowance anymore. Anything, daddy. Please just say you'll fuck me again." Joe grinned. "Keep playing with your pussy, and I'll think about it." "Ahhhhh... yes, dad. I'll do anything you say," Jane said as she continued to slide two thin fingers into her vagina. They came out slick with juice, but she plunged them right back in again, and again. She spread her legs wide to give him the best view. Her thin slender legs opened before the moonlight, exposing her vagina with the thin population of sixteen year old pubic hair. Joe slid a little further down the bed and placing a hand on each knee pulled her legs a little farther apart. "What are you thinking about while you're doing that?" he asked. "About having your wonderful cock deep inside me." Jane's breath increased in speed as did her fingers. Joe reached forward and undid the two buttons of his daughter's night shirt. Spreading them open he released her heaving chest. Her breasts were small so they almost disappeared when she laid back, but there were still soft mounds there. Joe caressed one as Jane caressed her other one. She closed her eyes and moaned softly. Gently he climbed on top of her, and pulled both hands above her head. She gripped the brass bars above her as he began to kiss her nipples and breasts. His massive thirty seven year old body towered over her ninety five pounds. He felt her thin legs spread wide and caress the side of his hips. Reaching down to his boxers he undid a button and extracted his ready penis. Jane looked down towards it hungrily. "Oh, dad," she moaned as he penetrated her. She was still tight, but this time he slid easily into her sixteen year old shaft. He started thrusting slowly into her as her knuckles whitened gripping the brass head board. Her hips rocked back as he ran his hand down her torso. His hands reached down and felt the curve of her butt cheeks. They even reach down and felt his own member sliding into and out of her hole. Then placing his arm underneath the small of her back he raised her off the bed. He tucked his knees under her until he was sitting on the bed kneeling, and she was still transfixed on him sliding head first down his knees. Her body was so light; it was easy to manipulate. He moved her. He moved into her. And she whimpered in pleasure. From the angle he had such a wonderful view of her vagina with his penis driving into and out of it. He reached his free hand down, and began to rub gently around her clitoris. "Holy... ughhh... shit," she simpered. He picked up the speed of his thrusts and manipulations of her clit. Her little breasts jiggled from the motion of her body up and down. She began to take in large gasps of air. She was about to come, and he knew it. Deliberately he slowed down to a plodding pace again. "No... no... please don't stop, daddy," she begged him. She sat bolt upright until she was straddling on him, and began to move her own feather weight body up and down his shaft. He embraced her and stopped her, just plunging her all the way down until he filled her. Then he held her there. "Not so fast, baby," he whispered. "Oh, daddy, it felt so good, why did you have to stop?" "Because, good things you have to wait for," he said and took off her already opened shirt. Now totally naked, he began to rock her onto his penis again. "Oh yes, daddy. Fuck me. Please, fuck me." It did not take long before she came. Her body started to jerk, and he could definitely feel the sharp spasms of her vagina pulsate around him. She tried to pull herself off, unable to take the sensation anymore, but he held her firm, and continued to move her body up and down. "Oh no. You go until I say you stop." With a definite pained smile on her face she started the yelp at a high pitch. He then threw her back down on the bed and held her mouth to muffle her cries. Her body was easily pinned underneath him as he continued to grind into her body. She was shivering from her orgasm as if she were deathly cold, but he kept on going until eventually he too came and released himself inside her. As he pulled out she looked at him with awe. "That was fucktastic, dad." "Be a good girl and get some sleep," he said as he buttoned his boxers and left her room. "Yes, daddy." THE END Thanks for reading. Please send comments to: pan_thepiper@hotmail.com -Pan http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/pan/www _________________________________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free E-mail from MSN Hotmail at http://www.hotmail.com. -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com> | | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderator: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |<http://www.asstr-mirror.org>, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+