Donnerstag, 14. Mai 2015

Grandpa initiates Granddaughter

Written by Prairie Dreamer
  
Chapter 1

Carissa arrived at her grandparent's farm home on a warm June evening. She'd just finished her freshman year of college at a small university for women. She always spent her summers with her Grandpa and Grandma, and had been looking forward to it for weeks. Grandpa, especially, had always been so kind and loving to her, much more so than her mom and dad. Her mom had always been very strict with her, although she never knew why. She'd always been very obedient and tried hard to please her family. She grabbed her suitcase from the back seat of her red car and headed quickly for the front door just as Grandpa opened it.

His big smile and open arms were just what Carissa had been waiting for, and she dropped her suitcase and ran to him for a hug. He picked her up and held her tightly, squeezing her firm round bottom through her shorts with one hand while he quickly kissed her on the mouth, then set her down. He stepped back and looked her up and down, just like always.

"Hey, baby girl," he said with admiration, "you've grown a lot since last summer!" Carissa hadn't seen her family at Christmas because she'd been invited to the home of her roommate, so it'd been a long time since Grandpa and Grandma had seen her. She'd been a late bloomer, and only in the past year had she really started to fill out.

"I know, Grandpa," she responded, "Maybe I won't look like a little kid for the rest of my life after all!" she told him in a teasing voice. It had been their private joke that she'd always be his 'baby girl,' and while she had wanted to have a more womanly body, she liked being Grandpa's 'baby girl.' She hoped her developing body wouldn't change anything. He was always very affectionate to her, liking to hold her and always touching her. She needed that kind of thing since her Mom was distant, so she'd always been thankful for Grandpa. Grandma liked having her around, but she was kind of like Carissa's mom, and didn't feel comfortable with open affection.

"No, you're definitely not a little kid anymore," Grandpa observed, "Your breasts have finally grown. In fact, I think you've got your Mom and Grandma beat. Your's are much bigger." He finished, giving her firm, heavy breasts a squeeze.

"Grandpa!" Carissa scolded him, pretending to be embarrassed, but he had always fondled her, telling her it was his way of showing her how much he loved her, so she really wasn't embarrassed at all. In fact, she'd been eager for him to see how much her body had developed and was proud that he was impressed.

Last summer, when he'd caressed her small tits, he'd told her how much fun it would be when they got bigger, and she had been glad when they finally did. Last year had been the first time Grandpa had actually touched her tits. Before, he'd just looked, and talked to her about her body so she felt comfortable with him seeing it. When she'd been much younger, Grandma had scolded her for letting Grandpa see her naked so she'd started wearing her pajamas after her baths and staying in her room to dress. Grandpa had told her later that it was okay for her to be naked, but just not to let Grandma see her. Carissa had been glad to hear it, since she liked having Grandpa hug her and tease her about how sweet her bottom was.

They entered the house, and Carissa went to the kitchen to see Grandma, then took her bag upstairs and put it in the room she always used when she was here. She came back down, and Grandma was setting sandwiches on the table. She had her purse in hand, and said she was going to her bible study at the church and would be home around 9:00.

Carissa and Grandpa ate supper, and she told him about her classes and what had happened during the school year. He told her about the farm and the animals, and she made him promise to show her the new kittens after supper. She'd always loved the animals at the farm and couldn't wait to see them. They quickly put the food away, with Grandpa giving Carissa frequent pats on the bottom, and once or twice tweaking her nipples, then teasing her about how they stuck out. This had been an ongoing game for the two of them ever since last summer. He convinced her to take off her bra before they went to the barn so she'd be more comfortable, and helped her slip out of it, rubbing her tits in the process and complimenting her on how big and firm they were. She remembered how she'd gotten that funny feeling in the pit of her stomach when Grandpa had caressed her breasts last year, and she could feel it again now. It always made her wet between the legs, too. She'd asked Grandpa about that, and after taking a look between her legs, he'd pronounced it normal.

In the barn, he teasingly pulled her t-shirt over her head, telling her he wanted to enjoy her tits while she played with the kittens, and she didn't think anything about it. He'd often had her take her clothes off when they were alone last summer, and so she felt comfortable with him. Later, she sat on his lap on a hay bale while they watched the little kittens play in barn, and she'd lifted Grandpa's hands to her breasts, showing him that she liked his touch.

"Touch me some more, Grandpa. It feels so good." she confessed. "Remember how it made my pussy wet when you did it last summer?" she asked innocently.

"I sure do, baby girl." he answered "Let's see if it still does," He finished. His big, rough hands gently lifted and squeezed her heavy tits, focusing on her sensitive nipples until she squirmed on his lap.

"I think that's enough," he said hoarsely. "Let's see if you're wet." He pulled her shorts down, and with her back to him as she sat on his lap, he pulled her legs open and slid his fingers into her hot wetness.

"You're definitely wet, baby girl." He said. "And I think it's time for you to learn why you get wet." He continued to rub her wet slit, making her moan softly. While he rubbed, he talked to her about why having her tits and pussy played with made her feel the way it did. About how she was made for sex, and sex was how adults showed their love. After a few minutes, an orgasm racked her body, and she heard Grandpa say that it showed how much he loved her. She hoped he would keep on loving her like that, and she told him so.

"Don't worry, baby girl," he answered. You've only started to see how much I love you."



Chapter 2

The next day, Carissa was up early to help Grandma weed the garden. The rays of the morning sun pierced the coolness, promising a hot afternoon. Both women wore shorts, although Carissa's were much shorter and tighter than her Grandmother's. Grandma also wore a long-sleeved blouse and bonnet to protect her skin from the sun, while Carissa wore a strapless knit top with elastic around the top and bottom to hold it in place. One of her goals for the summer was to get a tan, and now was a good time to start.

Grandpa had looked at her attire with appreciation during breakfast, and when Grandma went back to their bedroom for her bonnet, he'd taken the opportunity to pull Carissa's top down below her breasts and fondle them until Grandma's approaching footsteps ended their game. She didn't seem to notice Carissa's flushed face and stiff nipples, or how her husband made a point of keeping his back to her until the women went outside. Carissa noticed that Grandpa had rubbed his penis against her, and that it seemed to be sticking out, but she didn't know why. She'd seen Grandpa's penis numerous times. He always had let her watch him pee, and many times when Grandma was gone, they'd showered together, then waited a while to put their pajamas on. Carissa had happy memories of reading books, playing board games, and watching tv with grandpa while they were naked.

Carissa and Grandma worked in the garden for a couple of hours, only quitting when the heat got to be too much for the older woman. Grandma headed to the house to cool down, and said she would be doing some laundry, then starting lunch.

"Carissa, why don't you go down to the barn and help grandpa. I think he's cleaning out the hay mow. Tell him lunch will be ready at 11:30."

Carissa happily headed off to the barn, and breathed a sigh of relief when she entered the cool shadowy interior of the big old building. She could hear grandpa's pitchfork scraping the floor above her as he piled up the old hay and readied the loft for the new crop. She quickly climbed the ladder to the mow.

"Need any help, Grandpa?" she asked, knowing what the answer would be.

"I sure do," he answered, "and especially pretty help like you! It's so warm up here, why don't we slip off our clothes," he suggested. Carissa smiled and agreed, hoping that he would touch her some more, especially how he had the night before. Grandpa had told her that special feeling he'd given her was called an orgasm, and she wanted another one! They shed their clothes, with Carissa watching closely when grandpa took off his boots and slipped out of his jeans and shirt. She hadn't really realized before that her grandpa had a pretty nice body for an older guy. She supposed all the farm work kept him lean and muscular. She found herself staring at his cock. It was long and thick, hanging well down his thighs, and surrounded by thick graying curly hair. His testicles appeared full and heavy, just like Carissa remembered from past summers. She felt herself getting that feeling in her tummy just from looking at him.

"You haven't seen Grandpa's cock for a long time have you, baby girl?" he queried. "You just look all you want. I like having you look at me, just like I enjoy seeing your sweet body."

"Oh Grandpa," she said breathlessly. "Can I feel it?"

He motioned her forward, and breathed raggedly as she took his cock in both her hands, exploring the weight and length of it. He felt himself hardening as her small soft hands fondled him as if trying to memorize the shape of his penis and size of his balls.

"It's getting hard, Grandpa." She said with curiosity. "Why?"

"It's just like when your pussy gets wet," he explained. "It feels really good when you touch me, but instead of getting wet, my cock gets hard. If you rub it long enough, it will get wet too. Stuff called semen or cum will squirt out of the slit on the end. That happens when I have an orgasm, like what I gave you last night."

"I love you so much, Grandpa," Carissa whispered. "I want to make you have an orgasm."

Grandpa moaned softly and led her to a pile of soft hay, then pulled her down next to him. He guided her hands, showing her how he liked to be touched. She wrapped both her little hands around his erection, pumping them up and down along his shaft as she straddled his thighs. He squeezed her tits, toying with her puffy, pink nipples, tugging at them and rolling them between his fingers as she rubbed his prick. The combination of her hands on his cock, the feel of her tits, and the vision of her naked body straddling his legs brought on his orgasm rapidly. After only a few minutes, he came with a deep groan, his thick squirts of semen landing on Carissa's chest and breasts.

As he was recovering, he realized that his baby girl was still flushed and aroused, rubbing her pussy against his thigh, and he quickly pulled her up so she was straddling his chest.

"I'm going to kiss your pussy this time, baby," he instructed. "I can make you come this way too."

She was so hot and wet that she readily agreed, and scooted herself forward so her sweet pussy was pressed against her grandpa's mouth. She whimpered softly when she felt his tongue probe between her cunt lips, and pushed her hips down, forcing him mouth deeper between her lips. He licked and sucked like a starving man, and in a short time her young body was writhing in orgasm. He held firmly to her hips, keeping his mouth at the opening of her vagina and sucking out her sweet juice as she came.

They lay on the soft hay pile for a while, recuperating from their encounter, then Carissa helped Grandpa finish cleaning up the hay loft before they headed to the house for lunch.

"After we eat, I know Grandma will take a nap," Grandpa speculated. "We'll have time for some more loving."

"I hope so, Grandpa." Carissa said with a shy smile. She felt her pussy swell in anticipation.


Chapter 3

After lunch, Carissa's grandma announced that the morning's work had left her exhausted, and she was going to take a nap. Grandpa gave Carissa a conspiratorial wink, and she grinned. They'd both known Grandma would lie down after lunch, and Grandpa had told Carissa he would teach her more about sex, continuing the lessons in love that had begun shortly after her arrival at the farm for her summer break from college. Carissa was so glad to have special attention from her Grandpa, and she loved the way he made her body feel. He made her feel so beautiful and loved, something that she really needed.

After Grandma went to her room for her nap, Carissa cleaned up the kitchen and talked to Grandpa while they waited to make sure Grandma was asleep. After about fifteen minutes, Grandpa tip toed back to the bedroom, then returned pronouncing Grandma to be fast asleep. He pulled Carissa into the living room, and helped her out of her clothes, then took off his own. He sat down in his recliner and pulled her onto his lap. He kissed and petted her, telling her how beautiful and sweet she was, and how much he loved her. "Oh Grandpa," Carissa said softly. "It's so nice to be able to love each other right here in the house. Sometimes I wish I lived here all the time so we have sex with each other every day. I'm sure going to miss you when school starts up again." Her face became flushed as he teased her nipples, rolling them between his fingers and tugging at them gently. His hand stroked her flat stomach and his fingers tugged at the soft brown curls on her pussy. Her cunt lips were swollen in arousal and he could feel the wetness seeping from between them.

"You know, Carissa," he began. "One of the best ways a woman shows a man she loves him is to let him put his cock in her pussy."

"Really, Grandpa?" she said with disbelief. "I've heard of that, but it seems like it would hurt so much. I mean, your penis is so big I can't imagine it would fit in me."

"It might hurt a little the first time," Grandpa instructed, "but then it feels really good. Most girls love to have a cock in them." He gently opened her pussy lips and pushed the tip of his finger into her vagina. "This is where my cock will go," he told her, slipping his finger in and out gently. "Doesn't that feel nice?" he asked, his thumb massaging her swollen clit as he worked his finger a little deeper.

"It does, Grandpa. It really does!" Carissa confessed in a surprised voice. She could feel her Grandpa's hard cock under her bottom, and she wiggled against him making him groan. "You really like touching my tits and pussy, don't you Grandpa?" she questioned. "It makes your cock so hard!"

"Oh, baby girl, you can't even imagine how much I like it." His voice had that special tone that Carissa only heard when they were naked like this, playing their special games. Grandpa stood up, lifting Carissa with him, then laid her down on the soft carpet. He laid down with her, turing her on her side so her body was cupped in front of his. He pushed his huge erection between her thighs, and held her hips steady as he pulled it back and forth between her legs. It rubbed against her wet pussy lips, and his cock was soon drenched with her juices. Carissa moaned softly. He played with her tits, and pushed his cock up between her pussy lips so it rubbed firmly against her clit with each stroke.

"Is this fucking, Grandpa?" she asked.

"No, baby girl. My cock isn't really inside you, I'm just letting you get used to the feel of it between your legs."

"I wondered," she replied, "because this doesn't hurt at all. It feels wonderful!"

"I know honey," he said, quickening his pace. They both began to moan and Carissa felt Grandpa's belly slapping against her bottom as he thrust faster and faster. It felt sooo good! Her orgasm slammed through her body and she couldn't hold back a shriek of pleasure. Grandpa quickly clamped his hand over her mouth, and then groaned loudly as he shot his load into her soft pussy hair and onto the dark green carpet, leaving a smear of sticky whiteness.

They heard the bedsprings creak as Grandma sat up on the bed, and both leaped to their feet, grabbing their clothes and running for cover. Carissa hurriedly dressed in the kitchen, while grandpa stepped into the bathroom and pulled his clothes on. Carissa was scrubbing a spot on the carpet when Grandma appeared.

"What happened, Carissa?" she inquired. "I've told you not to bring food in here."

"It was only some iced tea, Grandma. I'm sorry. I won't bring any drinks or food in here again."

"Well, see that you don't" Grandma scolded. "What was going on out here anyway? I thought I heard you scream?"

"Must have been the tv, Gran. I watched my soap opera," Carissa explained.

"I don't know why you waste your time on that nonsense." Grandma replied scornfully. "Surely a college girl like yourself could find something more useful to occupy her free time." Grandma's voice trailed off as she walked into the kitchen. Grandpa had heard the scolding from the bathroom door.

He came up behind Carissa, hugging her and feeling her full tits, bare beneath her top. "Thanks, baby girl," he offerred. "Sorry about Grandma. Did you like having my cock between your legs?"

"I really liked it Grandpa. It felt so good rubbing against my pussy. If you want to fuck me for real, I'll let you," she conceded, love shining from her eyes. "I want to learn all the ways to show you how much I love you."

"Okay," Grandpa replied. "First chance we get, I'll teach you to take my cock. I promise you'll like it."

"I always like everything you do to me Grandpa," Carissa said with a happy smile.
"I know I'll love having your cock in me!"


Chapter 4

John sat at the scarred oak table drinking his morning coffee and reading the paper, his empty breakfast plate pushed out in front of him. Smears of drying egg yolk on the white china bore testimony to his choice of nourishment. In the distance, he heard the chicken house door slam, and the cackling of the hens told him that his wife was gathering eggs. Light footsteps caught his attention, and he glanced up to see his granddaughter, Carissa, walking softly into the kitchen, her bare feet hardly making a sound on the old linoleum.

"Morning Grandpa," she said sweetly, and John's breath caught in his throat. Thank God her grandma wasn't in here to see her like that. She was always getting on Carissa for not wearing a robe, and she would have been really upset today. She walked toward the fridge, opened the door, and then stood there, apparently trying to decide what she wanted. Her body was barely covered by an old t-shirt of his that she liked to wear for pajamas. The thin material clearly showed her puffy, pink nipples, and the length barely covered her perfect ass. In fact, when she leaned over to get out the pitcher of orange juice, he could clearly see her pussy hair peeking from between her thighs. He realized his cock was hard, just as it had been almost constantly since her arrival from college last week.

"Morning, baby girl" he finally responded, and watched intently as she filled a glass with juice, took a drink, and then walked to him, straddling his lap and planting a hot kiss on his mouth. He kissed her back hungrily, kneading her ass and pulling her against his hardness.

"You're lucky Grandma wasn't in here," John told Carissa. "But I'm sure glad I get to see you like this. You're looking especially fetching this morning." And he thought to himself again just how beautiful she was. Her sleep-mussed hair and lips swollen from his kisses reminded him of a center-fold. He'd waited so long for her to grow up, and he'd groomed her all these years. Taught her to feel comfortable with her body, and with nudity, both hers and his. Taught her to love him, and especially to love being touched by him. And most of all, he never let her feel ashamed or embarrassed about what they did. Part of what made him want her so much was the naive innocence that surrounded her like a veil. Her honesty and openness drove him wild, and her sweet obedience nearly pushed him over the edge. She was turning into everything he'd ever dreamed of.

"Where is grandma?" she questioned as she rubbed her naked pussy against the hardness inside his jeans.

"She's taking care of the chickens. You'd better get some clothes on. She'll be in here anytime," he encouraged. And just then her Grandma's footsteps sounded on the back porch. Carissa quickly scurried to her room, and heard Grandpa laugh teasingly.

"I'll teach him to laugh at me," Carissa thought happily. She loved to tease her Grandpa, and she knew how much her pajamas had excited him. She'd felt his hard cock inside his soft denim work jeans, and had rubbed herself against him, leaving a wet spot on the front of his pants. "I wonder what he'll say if Grandma notices that?" she thought to herself. She quickly pulled on a short denim skirt and thin pink t-shirt, then slipped into her sandles and headed back to the kitchen. Grandma was washing the eggs, while Grandpa had another cup of coffee. His eyes widened when he saw Carissa. Grandma looked up, and her eyes widened also.

"Carissa, honey," grandma began, "you really have to start wearing a bra. Your breasts are much too big to go without. And besides, that shirt is nearly see-through."

"Okay, Grandma," Carissa conceded, "I just thought that here on the farm it wouldn't matter. After all, it's just you and grandpa."

"Well, that's true, Carissa" grandma acknowledged, "I guess as long as it's just us, you can go without. I know it's much more comfortable." And with that, she returned to her chores. Carissa sat down at the table next to her Grandpa and picked up a piece of toast, spreading it thinly with grape jelly. She leaned back, eating slowly and watching him stare openly at her full tits. She slid her chair back and lifted her skirt, showing him her bare pussy. He nearly gasped, and Carissa knew his cock was hard and jerking, like it always did when he was really excited. She gave him a knowing smile.

"So Grandpa, what are you doing today?" she asked with genuine interest.

"I have to fix some fence in the east pasture, then I'll go to town for feed. I might do some baling later this afternoon if the alfalfa's ready."

They both looked up as Grandma picked up her tub and headed for the back door. "I'll be in the garden," she offered as she walked out the door.

As soon as she was out of site, Carissa was on John's lap again, this time with her skirt up around her waist. He grabbed her to him, humping against her bare crotch, his tongue tasting her mouth. He pushed her back enough to pull her shirt up, then lifted her and sucked greedily at her firm tits, making her puffy nipples contract into tight pink buds. She whimpered softly.

"Are you ready for Grandpa's cock today, baby girl? I think you're asking for it. I think it's what you need to feel good." He talked to her, his voice hoarse with need as he squeezed her firm bottom tighter against his erection. His fingers found the crack of her ass, and a finger slipped between the cheeks, finding her tiny puckered anus and rubbing it gently. She moaned louder and pulled his mouth to her nipples, begging for more sucking. He knew it would be a while before his wife came back in, and he was so horny, he almost didn't care if they got caught. She wouldn't like it, but he really didn't think she'd say much. Appearances were everything to her, and she would never cause a scandal by leaving her husband, and she certainly wouldn't tell anyone she caught him fucking their granddaughter.

John lifted Carissa up onto the table edge, then stood and unfastened his jeans, releasing his engorged cock. He took hold of his thick stem, and began firmly rubbing the head of it up and down between Carissa's wet and swollen cunt lips. She was nearly frantic with need, and he pushed her down onto the table. She pulled her legs up and back, spreading her pussy wide for him, and the dazed arousal in her eyes was almost more than he could take. He had to take a deep breath and remind himself that it was her first time, that he had to go slow. All he wanted was to bury his cock inside her to the hilt, then fuck her fast and hard.

He poised his cock at her opening, and she was pushing against him. He worked the head of his hugely swollen penis into her tight cunt, then held it there, letting her stretch and get used to the feel of having a cock in her. He played with her nipples and clit, then began to gently work the end of his dick in and out, gradually increasing the amount of penetration. After a few minutes, he reached her hymen. He stopped and held himself there, continuing to stimulate her breasts and clit.

"Oh God, Grandpa," she whimpered, "that feels so good. Why did you tell me it would hurt? It just feels so good. Please keep fucking me," she begged.

"Your such a good baby girl, Carissa," he told her. "Move your hips and take as much of Grandpa's cock as you can. You feel so hot and tight. Grandpa loves you so much, baby." His words and his hands drove her over the edge, and as her cunt spasmed in climax, he pushed his cock past her barrier and after only a few strokes he orgasmed inside granddaughter's no-longer virgin pussy. He kept his cock inside her, enjoying the feeling of her tightness around his softening prick. He kissed and cuddled her, telling her how special she was, and how much he loved her. When he finally pulled out, he sat down and licked her clean, sucking his cum and her juices from the tight sweet hole where he'd taken his pleasure. His tongue quickly brought her to another orgasm, and after she'd settled down he helped her adjust her clothes. She followed him out to his truck, and they headed to the east pasture. There was fence that needed fixing.

Neither one of them saw the gray haired face peering in the kitchen window. Nor did either of them see the older woman, the grandma and the wife, with her hand in her panties frantically rubbing her own cunt, bringing on her own orgasm, as she watched her husband fuck her granddaughter.


Chapter 5

Edith went into the house after her husband and granddaughter had left. She couldn't believe how hot it had made her to see them fucking on the kitchen table. Too bad she couldn't hear what they'd said. She wondered if it was their first time or not. She'd known it was coming, this sexual thing between John and Carissa. As she washed and put away the vegetables she'd harvested that morning, she thought back to all the times Carissa had stayed with them, and how much attention John had paid her.

The way he acted with Carissa reminded Edith of how her Dad had been with her when she was a young woman, and what had developed between them. She'd had such a special relationship with her daddy, a relationship that had carried on even into her married years, that she didn't begrudge Carissa the same thing. She suspected that John had some of the same feelings for their own daughter, Carissa's mom, Judith, but she didn't think he'd ever acted on them.

She wondered if John had considered that Carissa might become pregnant. She thought immediately of their physician, Dr. James Daily, who was retired now, but had been their family doctor for years. Maybe he would see Carissa and get her on some birth control. At one point early in her marriage, she had confessed to Dr. Daily about her sexual relationship with her father, worried about the possible consequences of her action, but not wanting to give up the wonderful sex she experienced with him. Not that John hadn't been a good lover, but the illicitness of fucking her own Dad brought an intensity to their lovemaking that was missing with John. Dr. Daily assured her that her confession was confidential, and that what she was doing was really quite normal. He told her that incest occurred much more frequently than most people suspected, and that many of those involved felt it was one of their most satisfying sexual relationships.

She had been greatly relieved to hear all of it, and during her subsequent gynecological exam, Dr. Daily had questioned her further about the things she and her Dad did during sex. After a point, she realized that he was trying to arouse her, and by the time she realized it, he had accomplished his goal. As she lay back on the exam table naked, with her legs in the stirrups, she also realized he was doing much more than giving her an exam, he was trying to make her have an orgasm. The intensity of her arousal overcame any thought of resistance, and as she described how much she loved having her Daddy's cock inside her, she felt the doctor's penis pushing inside her tight, wet cunt. He continued to question her, using his fingers to tug at her erect nipples while he fucked her with strong, quick strokes. In a matter of minutes, they both came, and she couldn't believe that she'd actually let her doctor have sex with her, or that she'd enjoyed it so much.

Still, she was embarrassed, and began to think maybe she needed to find another doctor. She quickly dressed as he wrote on her chart, glancing up to watch her as she struggled to get her clothes on. He gave her a prescription for a diaphragm so she could avoid getting pregnant until she wanted to, and as she was leaving he reiterated how glad he was that she'd felt comfortable confiding in him, and that so long as she was his patient her secret was safe. She didn't realize until she was on her way home, that he'd basically threatened her with telling her secret if she changed doctors. At first she was upset, but the more she thought about it, Edith decided that maybe it wasn't so bad. Their sexual encounter had really turned her on, and maybe it wouldn't be so bad to keep going to Dr. Daily.

Their relationship had continued up until his retirement about 5 years ago. He had switched her to a twice-a-year exam, rather than the usual once a year, and had taken to scheduling her appointments in the evening. John had never suspected a thing!

She thought of Dr. Daily now, in light of what was going on between John and Carissa, because she knew her granddaughter needed to be on birth control. She also knew that Dr. Daily would keep their secret. She'd call him right away and set up an appointment for Carissa, and she'd make John take her. That should be fun! She was looking forward to the little games she could play in furthering John and Carissa's sexual adventures! And they'd never know she was doing anything!

Later that night, after John came back to their bedroom from tucking in Carissa, Edith broached the subject of the doctor's appointment.

"John, I set up an appointment for Carissa with Dr. Daily. At her age, and especially with her looks, she really needs to be on birth control, don't you think?" She phrased it as a question so he wouldn't think she suspected anything. That always worked with him. "I thought he was retired?" John responded. "But you're right about the birth control." He tried to hide the surprise and worry from his face. My God, he'd never even thought about the fact that he might have gotten her pregnant!

"He is retired," Edith answered, "but I called him and he agreed to see her. I told him we wanted it to be confidential and discreet. We don't want it getting out that our single granddaughter needs birth control. The ladies at the church would have a hey day with that! Anyway, he said he could see her tomorrow afternoon at 2:00. I need you to take her because I have a meeting at the church, and I don't think she should go alone. Don't tell her what it's for, just tell her she needs a checkup. Dr. Daily said he'd give her one of those shots for birth control. They last for six months, and that way she won't even know she's on anything."

"Sounds like a good idea," John said thoughtfully. "She might become promiscuous if she realized she couldn't get pregnant, and we wouldn't want that," he explained, trying to cover his tracks and not let Edith know anything was going on between he and Carissa.

Edith smiled inwardly at his comment, seeing right through what he was trying to do. "I'm glad you agree, John." She said, taking his hand and rubbing it on her cheek. She could smell the scent of Carissa's pussy on his hand. Pulling him around in front of her, she worked the buckle loose on his jeans and soon had his pants around his ankles. His penis, hard and swollen, fell forward as soon as she released it from his shorts. He must have made Carissa come with his fingers, and been afraid to risk fucking her with me so close by, Edith thought. Oh well, I'll take advantage of this situation she decided, feeling her own pussy swell with arousal. She took his hardness into her mouth, and began sucking expertly. John moaned softly and grasped her head, slowly pushing his cock into her hot mouth with slow, easy strokes. With one hand, she firmly stroked his stem, while using the other to tug at his full testicles. After several minutes, her finger found his anus and probed it deeply, causing him to quicken his pace and she soon felt him tense up, then grunt loudly as his semen filled her mouth in thick spurts. She swallowed it all, loving the taste and texture of it.

Lying back, she lifted her nightgown and spread her legs, exposing her wet pinkness surrounded by thick pubic hair. "Now it's my turn," she said to her husband with a smile, and he fell to his knees burying his mouth in her slit. She soon began to moan and whimper as his tongue and lips stimulated the sensitive nerve endings between her legs. As she lifted her head to watch John eating her pussy, she glimpsed of movement in the doorway from the corner of her eye, and she was sure it had been Carissa. Their sexual noises had probably reached the girl's room, and she had come to investigate. Edith closed her eyes and deliberately increased the volume of her moans. Thinking about Carissa watching while John ate her pussy soon had Edith convulsing in orgasm, the most intense one she'd with John in quite some time!

Carissa is going to be good for all of us, she thought later as she lay in the darkness waiting for sleep to come. Her mind stayed busy for nearly half an hour, plotting all the ways she could heighten the budding sexual relationship between her husband and granddaughter, while also making sure her own sexual needs were met. "What fun!" She chuckled quietly, and then drifted into a sound sleep.

The next morning at breakfast, John told Carissa about her doctor's appointment. "Your Grandma and I think you should have a check-up at the doctor," he explained to her. "Just to make sure everything is okay."

"I suppose I probably should," Carissa agreed. "I haven't been to the doctor for a long time. Not since I had strep throat nearly two years ago." She thought back to the time she'd been so sick and had needed an antibiotic. "I won't need any shots will I?" she questioned.

"Well," John hurried to explain, knowing she would be getting a shot," you may need a vitamin shot, but that's only to make you healthier. I've had them before and they hardly hurt at all," he reassured her.

"This may be different than other times you've seen the doctor," Edith told her. "You're a woman now, and you need a special kind of check up that all grown-up women get." She began, and then watched John's face as she continued to describe the exam. "You'll have to take your clothes off, and the doctor will feel your breasts and look at your vagina and bottom. He'll massage your breasts to feel for lumps and pinch your nipples to make sure there is no discharge. Then he'll have you put your feet in these things called stirrups that are on the table. They hold your legs up and apart so your pussy is spread open. He'll probably also shine a bright light between your legs so he can see better." She could see John's eyes as he pictured Carissa on the doctor's table. She'd bet a hundred bucks that he had a raging hard-on already! "The doctor will put his fingers inside your pussy and probably will stick one up your bottom as well. He has to see if things feel okay inside you. This usually takes a while, and don't be embarrassed if you become aroused. I always enjoyed my exams. Just don't be uptight about it. Dr. Daily is a good man and will give you a very thorough check-up." She could tell Carissa wasn't sure what to think. "Grandpa will be going with you, so don't be nervous. He can stay with you the whole time if you want him to."

"Well, okay, I guess." Carissa said, a hint of unsureness in her voice. If her grandpa would be with her she would be fine. "What should I wear, Grandma?" she asked.

"Well, before you go be sure to bathe and shave your legs." Edith began, "then I'll lay out some clothes that would be appropriate for you to wear. You won't need a bra or panties since you'll be taking off everything as soon as you get there anyway."

John sat there in silence, listening to his wife describe the doctor's visit he would be witnessing. Just the pictures he imagined had given him an erection that made his jeans very uncomfortable. He hoped Dr. Daily wouldn't notice the effect Carissa's nudity would have on him. He'd have to act like it didn't bother him a bit. And, Oh my god, riding over there in the car with her and knowing she wasn't wearing a bra or panties would almost be more than he could bear! He'd have to try and get Carissa alone sometime this morning.

"Carissa," Edith spoke up," I need you to help me this morning. We're going to clean out some closets. John, you were planning to plow the field up north weren't you?" she reminded her husband. Carissa and her grandpa wouldn't be playing their little games this morning, Edith vowed, laughing to herself. She wanted them both to be fresh for the appointment. She'd explained the situation to Dr. Daily, and she could tell he was excited at the prospect of examining Carissa while John watched. That was probably the reason he had agreed to the appointment. "Come on, honey," Edith directed Carissa, "let's get started on those closets."

Later that morning, Edith told Carissa to go and take her bath to get ready for the appointment. While she was their, Edith looked through her closet for an outfit Carissa could wear to see the doctor. She found a dressy blouse made from a fairly sheer material. Normally, worn with a slip and bra, it would be conservative, but with nothing under it, Edith was sure little would be left to the imagination. She also found a straight navy skirt, and took it to her sewing room for alterations. She shortened it considerably, and hoped she had guessed the length correctly. She wanted it to just barely cover Carissa's ass. She also made the slit in the back go up higher, so anyone walking behind the girl would get a tantalizing peek at her naked bottom with each step she took.

She finished the project just as Carissa came out of the bathroom. Edith helped the younger woman fix her hair and put on makeup, and then led her to the bedroom to show her the clothes she was to wear. Edith was glad there wasn't a full-length mirror in the room. She didn't want Carissa to see just how revealing the clothes really were! When Carissa slipped off her robe, Edith gazed appreciatively at her granddaughter's firm and voluptuous body. Her breasts were large and round crowned with big puffy nipples. Edith guessed her to be about a D cup. Her slim waist and smooth round hips framed a pussy thinly covered with dark pubic hair. In fact, the hair was so sparse on her labia that the full pink lips were visible. No wonder John is so smitten, she thought to herself. Her breasts made her small frame seem top heavy. Silently, Edith planned to make more alterations to the girl's clothes. Her body was way to spectacular to hide.

Carissa slipped on the blouse her grandma had laid out, and had to tug it together across her breasts. "I think this top is too small, grandma." She said. "I wore it a couple years ago before my breasts grew so much."

"Well, it's the only decent one you've got for dressing up, so I guess it'll have to do." Edith directed. She walked over and helped Carissa get the buttons fastened, pushing against the girl's huge tits to flatten them while Carissa fastened the buttons. They felt so firm and dense to Edith, probably the most perfect looking breasts she'd ever seen, even compared to her own tits, which had been pretty spectacular when she was younger. She still thought her tits weren't bad for a woman of her age. When she moved her hands, Carissa's nipples were hard and made very visible dark nubs through the fabric of the blouse. Edith couldn't resist rubbing them again, and reached up to run her thumbs back and forth over the girl's stiff buds. "You're nipples are so big, Carissa," she commented. "They're nearly the size of mine." Edith quickly lifted her knit top and unhooked the front clasp of her bra, showing Carissa her heavy breasts. Although they were somewhat slack, they still looked pretty damn good, Edith thought to herself. "My breasts used to look a lot like yours do now. Pinch my nipples and see if they get as big and hard as your's." Edith suggested, pushing her chest out toward Carissa. The younger woman giggled and seemed to think nothing of squeezing her grandmother's sensitive nipples between her fingers and rolling them around. After several seconds, she let go and they both watched the dark red buds tighten into long, thick points.

"I think yours may be bigger, Grandma," Carissa observed.

"Well, you'd better finish dressing so you'll have time for lunch before your appointment. We spent more time on the closets than I'd planned and it's nearly 1:00 now. I shortened your skirt so it would be more in style. I've seen the young gals like you wearing their skirts pretty short lately. I hope I guess right on the length." Edith picked the skirt up from the bed and bent down so Carissa could step into the waist. Her face was near Carissa's sweet pussy, and she could smell her clean, musky odor. It was all she could do not to bury her face in the girl's crotch, but she knew Carissa wasn't' ready for that. Instead, she tugged the tight skirt up over her granddaughter's hips, and reached around her to pull up the zipper. As she worked at the zipper, their full tits were pressed together, and Edith felt her bare nipples harden against Carissa's thinly covered mounds. Carissa pulled down on the skirt, trying to make it longer.

"I think you got it a little short, Grandma," she complained. "It feels like my butt shows. Does it?" she asked, turning around to show Edith the back. It does indeed, honey, Edith thought to herself, but Carissa didn't need to know that.

"Not really," Edith said as she studied the skirt. It only feels that way because you don't have panties on. I did get it a little short, but there's no time to redo it now. Just don't lean over and you'll be fine." She instructed. She handed Carissa a pair of high-heeled sandals, waited for her to slip them on, and then watched her teeter out of the room. Edith followed Carissa down the hallway and stairs to the kitchen, all the while admiring her handiwork with the alterations. The cheeks of Carissa's firm round ass peaked from under the skirts short hem, and with each step the pleat in the back gaped open just enough to give her a quick view of Carissa's butt crack and the wispy hair between the girl's thighs. Perfect, she thought, and couldn't wait to see John's reaction.

The women ate a quick sandwich, and could tell by the dirty dishes that John had already eaten. Edith heard the shower in the downstairs bathroom running, and knew he was getting cleaned up for the appointment. When he walked into the room, Carissa was standing at the sink rinsing dishes, her back to her grandpa. Much to Edith's amusement, he forgot himself and stopped to stare, getting a real eyeful when the girl leaned forward to pick up a towel from the counter.

"Carissa has nearly outgrown her dress-up clothes, John," Edith told him. "She's worried that these are too small, but I told her she looked fine, and that we'd get her some new ones as soon as we could." Picking up on his wife's cue, and wanting to make Carissa feel comfortable, John replied," You look great, honey." But even he couldn't believe that Edith thought that revealing skirt was okay. About that time, Carissa turned around and he saw her breasts, clearly visible through the thin blouse, her large pink nipples appeared to be boring holes through the front. He felt his cock harden, and knew that his loose fitting dress pants wouldn't hide it. He quickly sat down at the table and hoped Edith hadn't noticed his erection. Of course she had, since she'd been watching for that very reaction, but she appeared not to notice. Carissa teetered across the room on her high heels, breasts jiggling beautifully, to give her grandpa a hug. After all, she hadn't seen him since breakfast. She kissed him quickly on the mouth, and then hugged his head against her breasts. This isn't helping my hard-on go away, John thought to himself. "

Get your purse, honey, and we'd better go," he said, wanting to get her out of his sight so his erection would go away enough he could walk to the car without making a spectacle of himself.

"Come on, John" Edith urged, "You'd better get the car out." With no excuse to remain seated, he stood reluctantly knowing his cock was still partially erect.

"Good God, John." Edith scolded. "Did you get that erection from looking at your granddaughter? That's disgusting!" She forced herself to appear angry, but inwardly enjoyed his guilt and discomfort at being caught. Surprisingly, instead of making his cock soften, her words made it even harder, and to his embarrassment he had to walk across the room in front of his wife with his trousers tenting out in front. "Maybe you shouldn't take her to the doctor after all," Edith threatened. "She needs someone to comfort her, not someone to stare at her tits and pussy, and fantasize about sticking his cock up her. Really John, I can't believe you let yourself get in this state. What's Carissa going to think? I only hope she doesn't notice." She shooed him out the door, and by the time Carissa came out, he was in the car waiting.


Chapter 6

Carissa crept down the dark hallway, making her way back to her bedroom after going down to the kitchen for a drink of water. Her short pink nightgown swirled softly around her thighs as she neared her bedroom door. She stepped carefully, trying to miss the squeaky floorboard that would announce her presence. Her parents were sleeping in the guest room, having arrived for a visit earlier that afternoon. As she walked quietly past their half-open door, she heard a rustling sound from within, and glanced into the room. The brightness of a full moon illuminated it. She stopped short, taken aback at first, and then very curious about what she saw. Daddy was kneeling on the bed behind her mother, who was on her hands and knees, naked bottom pressed against him. She watched in fascination as his hard, glistening cock plunged in and out of her mother. He held her hips firmly, working her wet pussy with rapid strokes. Carissa heard her mother moan softly, and saw her full breasts jerking under her body in rhythm with his fucking.

Carissa stood, mesmerized at the sight of her parent's hot sex. She felt liquid warmth gathering in her pussy, and shifted on her feet, her thighs pressing together, putting delicious pressure on her swelling pussy lips. Suddenly, daddy pulled his cock out and Carissa heard him tell her mother to turn around. She complied, and took his thick cock into her mouth, licking and sucking the sticky wetness, tasting her own cunt on him. He leaned down and began to fondle her breasts while she sucked. His big fingers pinched and tugged at her sensitive nipples, eliciting more groans from her, and even more enthusiastic sucking. Just when Carissa knew he must be nearly to cum, he pulled away from his wife again, telling her to turn back around. He reached to the bedside table and picked up a bottle of lotion. Carissa watched as he squeezed some onto his palm, and then dipped his fingers in to it. Her mother had resumed her previous position, on hands and knees, her shapely ass toward her husband. He began to rub the slippery lotion into her ass, pushing his fingers inside her tight hole, first one, then two, and finally three fingers.

"Oh my god," she heard her mother say, "my god, that's too much. Please…"

He seemed to listen to her, and took his fingers out, slipping them down between her legs, rubbing her wet cunt. She arched her back, spread her knees further apart, and groaned loudly. "Do you need to cum, you hot bitch?" her Dad asked. Carissa couldn't believe he talked to Mom that way! But his words nearly brought a moan to her own lips. Her hand slipped down, lightly caressing her naked pussy lips under the short hem of her nightie.

"Oh yes… please let me cum, honey," her mother begged.

"You can cum after you take my cock up your tight ass. How's that babe?" He said, his voice gruff with passion. She only whimpered in return, and Carissa wondered if she really didn't want to have her ass fucked, or if her actions were meant to further excite her husband. She herself sometimes acted a certain way because she knew if would make grandpa hotter for her. She watched as her Daddy grabbed his cock in one had, and Momma's hip in the other, and began to press his swollen cock head against her tight ass hole. His cock looked so huge to Carissa. She couldn't believe it would fit into that tight hole. She reached behind and began working her sticky-wet finger into her own ass, wanting to know how her mom felt. She saw the head of his cock push through, and he began to slowly press in to momma, in and out, a little deeper each time. Her mother groaned with each inward thrust. When he was fully inside her, he stopped, just letting her tight bottom stretch to accommodate his size. He reached beneath her, and began caressing her pussy. Carissa could see his finger circling her clit, rubbing her wetness. Carissa imagined she could smell the musky heat of their sex. When Carissa heard her mom began to whimper in pleasure, Daddy began fucking her ass with deep even strokes, all the while continuing his gentle massaging of her swollen clit.

Carissa leaned against the doorframe, careful to remain hidden, yet easily able to watch her parents. She worked her finger in and out of her ass for several minutes, and then began stroking her hot, wet pussy. Her other hand found its way to her breasts, rubbing her puffy nipples into hardness. She jumped, and nearly screamed, when she felt a warm hand slide around her waist.

"It's only me," Grandpa whispered. She felt his hands cup her breasts, and he peeked over her shoulder, watching her parents fucking on the bed. His hard cock pressed against her ass as they stood watching the other couple. Grandpa's fingers replaced her own in her hot cunt, and he kissed her neck and shoulder while he teased her breasts and pussy. She leaned back against him, giving herself up to the experience.

"Mmm baby," he whispered, "this is unbelievably hot. Imagine that big hard cock fucking you. Would you like that sweetie?" Carissa could only nod, as a huge hot orgasm racked her body. She turned and buried her face in Grandpa's shoulder, trying to smother her cry of passion. He watched over his shoulder as his daughter got her tight ass filled with cum, and her own orgasm slammed through her. She collapsed on the bed, her husband on top of her, his cock still buried in her ass.

Grandpa carried Carissa back to her room, gently laid her on the bed, and pushed her nightgown up above her breasts. He lowered his pajama bottoms, releasing his engorged cock, and then pushed her legs up and wide apart, opening her hot, wet cunt to his view. He moaned softly as he leaned forward, pushing his hardness inside her, feeling her heat and moisture envelop his cock. He fucked her slowly, whispering to her.

"Carissa, think how hot it would be to fuck your Daddy. How good it would feel to have his huge cock inside your pussy. Wouldn't you like that baby?" He continued. "I want you to seduce him, honey. Make him want to fuck you. Tease him until he can think of nothing else but burying his cock inside you."

The Next Day

Carissa awoke the next morning aroused all over again. Pictures of her daddy fucking mom had filled her dreams. God, all she could think of was that huge hard cock pumping her mom's pussy and ass. I need that so much, Carissa thought. Her fingers found her wet pussy, and she quickly brought herself to orgasm thinking of Daddy's cock.

She waited till she heard mom go downstairs, then peeked out of her door to see where her dad was. She could see him in the bedroom, lying on the bed in his robe, reading the paper. She picked up her towel, wrapped it around her naked body, and stepped into the hallway heading for the bathroom. The small blue towel barely covered her voluptuous body. Her breasts bulged out above the terry cloth, and if she leaned over even slightly her ass and pussy showed. As she walked by his room, she called out to him.

"Good morning, Daddy. Did you sleep well?"

"Sure did honey," he replied, looking at her in the skimpy towel. Carissa walked into the room, and went to him, sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs crossed demurely. Still, she noticed him looking at the shadowy juncture of her thighs, barely covered by the towel. She leaned over to hug him, and her left breast sprang free of its confinement.

"Geez," she said, pretending embarrassment, "This towel just isn't' big enough to hold me in. She laughed, as she loosened the towel and covered her breast again, being sure to give him a look at her other breast in the process.

"I'm glad it was just you, Daddy." She confessed, "It's nothing you haven't seen before, even though maybe not for a few years." She laughed again, and then proceeded to give him the hug she'd set out to give in the beginning. She leaned in to him, resting her full breasts against his chest. Snuggling against him. She felt the towel pull up as she put her arms around him, and she knew that her pussy was exposed now. She moved over just enough so he could see her bare cunt. She felt him lift his head slightly, and knew he was getting a better look. She opened her legs slightly, showing him her full, swollen pussy lips covered lightly with blonde hair.

"Mmmm Daddy," she whispered, "I'm so glad you're here. I really missed you."

"I missed you too, baby," he replied. "The house is so quiet without you."

Carissa softly kissed him on the lips, just long enough, but not so long that he was uncomfortable.

"Thank you Daddy." She whispered, intimately. "I'm glad you miss me. Have I changed, Daddy?" She continued. "Have I grown? Did you notice that my breasts are bigger now? They've gone up two bra sizes since I left home." He looked at her chest as she sat up on the bed. Her breasts were big, firm, and round, and she knew they looked good.

"See Daddy," she announced, as she lowered the towel, her breasts bared for his eyes. "Don't you think they're bigger?"

"God, honey," he said hoarsely. "God." He could just stare at her. His eyes were glued to her large, puffy nipples, her beautifully shaped breasts.

"Feel how big they are, Daddy." She directed him, then picked up his hand and placed it over her right breast. He jerked his hand away, but then, as if by its own volition, it slowly returned, lifting, cupping, and squeezing her heavy tit, memorizing the feel and shape of it.

"Oh yes, baby" he said, mesmerized by watching his hand fondling his daughter's tit. "God, yes… they have grown so much. They're beautiful."

"Thank you Daddy. Do you like the way they feel?" She teased him with her naughty words, felt his cock growing against her left side as she leaned against him.

"Yes honey. They feel wonderful. So full and heavy, firm, silky soft." He unconsciously pressed his cock against her; it's aching fullness instinctively seeking that which caused it.

"Your hands feel so good on me, Daddy" Carissa confessed in a small voice. "Oh, please, Daddy, pinch my nipples, make them hard."

Her request brought him to his senses, and he jerked his hand away.

"God, Carissa. This is wrong. We can't do this, honey. Please, get out of here. Forget this happened."

"Well, okay Daddy." She re plied sadly, "I'll try to forget it if you can. But I don't see why it's wrong. We both liked it, both thought it felt good. Why is that wrong Daddy? We love each other. We both want it." As she turned to the door she finished by saying, "I'll try to forget it if you do, but I know it won't be easy." She dropped her towel as she walked out the door, and crossed the hall to the bathroom. She could feel his eyes on her back, watching her delectable young ass as she walked away from him.

After her shower, Carissa returned to her room to dress, and her Dad was nowhere in sight. She'd left her clothes laid out on her bed, and quickly slipped into her dress and sandals. The dress she'd chosen for the day was a short cotton one, pink, sleeveless, and with a scooped neckline. She didn't wear panties or a bra. Grandpa liked her better without. She stood in front of her dressing table mirror to apply her makeup and style her hair. She liked the way her dress showed off her long, tanned legs. It reached just to the top of her thighs. It used to be a little longer, but grandma had helped her hem it. She said Carissa had such nice legs she should show them off. Carissa noted how her bare breasts looked under the thin material of her dress. Her puffy nipples were clearly outlined beneath the fabric. She liked the way her full tits jiggled when she walked, and she knew Grandpa liked it too. For those reasons she rarely wore a bra now.

"I hope Daddy likes it as much as Grandpa does." Carissa said to herself in the mirror, a naughty grin on her face. She looked into her parent's room as she walked down the hallway, and she noticed something white lying on the floor slightly under their bed. She entered the room, realizing it was her panties from the day before, which she left on her dresser when she undressed the previous night. "How did these get in here?" She thought. As she leaned over and picked them up, her hand touched cold, sticky wetness. She lifted them to her nose, inhaled, and knew instantly the moisture was semen, Daddy's semen. It had to be. "My god," she thought, "Daddy came in my panties!" Tentatively, her pink tongue touched the crotch of the panties, needing to taste her daddy, herself, the two of them together. The musky sweetness on her taste buds caused her pussy to swell, get wet, her nipples to harden. She pushed the wet fabric into her mouth, sucking the sex taste, savoring it, while her fingers lifted her dress and touched her cunt. She traced the outline of her swollen pussy lips, feeling the hot wetness seeping out of her slit. She was lost, her senses hot, wild, attuned to her own need.

Somehow, a sound penetrated her arousal, and she turned to see her Daddy standing in the doorway. His eyes were dark, passionate, and intense with need. Carissa noticed immediately that his cock was hard, pushing against the front of his jeans. She pulled the panties from her mouth.

"Mmm Daddy," she said softly, "You came in my panties, didn't you?"

He turned abruptly and walked away, and Carissa's heart fell. She knew he wanted her. Why was he doing this? Tears came to her eyes as she walked from the room. When she passed the bathroom the door was shut, and she heard the shower running. It had to be Daddy. She knew no one else was upstairs. Quietly, she opened the door and peeked in. His clothes were piled on the floor near the vanity, and the room was getting steamy. She could see him through the clear shower door, rivulets of water coursing down his naked body. He leaned against the shower wall, bracing himself with one hand, while the other firmly stroked his huge erection. Carissa watched, mesmerized by how hot and sexy her Daddy was. She stepped into the room, pulling the door shut behind her, and pressing the lock. With both hands, she lifted her dress over her head and felt the warm steamy heat caress her body. She stepped toward the shower, but her Daddy was so intent on his pleasure, his eyes closed, hand stroking his hardness, that he didn't know she was there.

It wasn't until she opened the shower door, that he saw her. She stood still, letting his eyes take in her nakedness.

"Is this what you're thinking about, Daddy?" she asked in a sultry voice. His eyes, filled with the same heat and passion she'd seen twice before, took in her nakedness, feasted on her firm breasts and bare pussy. "Rub your cock for me Daddy." she directed, "Show me how hard you can cum." He was so intensely aroused now, after having touched her breasts, seen her naked, that his hand resumed its grasp around his engorged penis, and began pumping up and down, firmly, faster and faster. "That's the way Daddy," she encouraged him, "rub your cock for your baby girl." She stepped toward him, into the shower, close enough that his cock nearly touched her belly, and then stopped. With his eyes on her, Carissa reached down and began stroking her pussy, holding her swollen lips open with one hand while the other circled her sensitive clit. "God, Daddy," she whispered, "you're going to make me cum, showing me your hard cock that way." She continued her teasing words, watching his arousal grow to a frenzy. "Cum on me Daddy" she instructed him." Cum on your baby girl." Her words released a torrent of pent up need, and he groaned loudly as his cock spurted hot streams of cum again and again, streaking her breasts and belly with his seed. The sight of her Daddy's hot orgasm triggered Carissa's own, and she leaned into him, her arm circling his neck as she exploded in a huge orgasm, her knees shaking, unable to support her, she hung on him. His arms went around her waist, holding her up while she came and came.

Carissa could feel his hot sticky cum between their bodies, and began rubbing her tits against him as her orgasm subsided. His cock was still hard, pressing into her belly as she moved against him.

She slid down his slippery wet body, and kneeling in front of him, took his heavy, swollen cock into her mouth. He groaned loudly and grasped her head, holding her tightly as she began sucking. His cock quickly grew to it full length and thickness again, and Carissa picked up a bar of soap and began lathering his thighs and ass while she sucked. Then, using her soapy finger, she rubbed his sensitive asshole.

"Oh god, baby," he moaned. "This is so incredibly hot!" Her finger pressed against his anal opening, then pushed inside, stretching his tightness. She kept sucking strongly while she worked her finger into him, then moved it in and out in a fucking motion. He groaned again, loudly this time, and Carissa hoped the running water drowned out the sound of his voice. He began to fuck her mouth in rhythm with the strokes of her finger in his ass, harder and faster, until his hugely swollen cock exploded in her mouth, and spurt after spurt of cum hit the back of her throat. She swallowed again and again, wanting to take in every drop, and he came and came. Slowly, as his orgasm subsided, he slid down onto his knees in front of her and held her tightly.

"Carissa, baby," he said, "thank you, that was so special." And he kissed her softly, tasting his cum in her mouth, then held her, hugging her and telling her he loved her. His hands roamed her naked wet body freely now, gently caressing her back, her ass, then her breasts and pussy, and Carissa knew she would be Daddy's special girl from now on.

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