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While away at his daughter's volleyball tournament, a chance encounter leads to something neither father nor daughter ever could have predicted.
I still wasn't entirely sure how I'd been the one roped into chaperoning my daughter Tessa and her teammates at their out of town volleyball tournament. I think I must have mumbled 'yes, dear' to my wife without paying enough attention, because the next thing I knew I was being 'reminded' of something I had no memory of agreeing to in the first place. Not that I minded all that much, really. Tessa's a great kid, not at all the rebellious little bitch so many other girls her age seem to turn into. Her friends, on the other hand, I could pretty much leave or take... though I had to admit, even the more annoying of them had worked really hard this season, and they'd certainly earned themselves the spot in the big invitation-only weekend tournament we were now attending.

About my only real complaint was the lack of anything resembling privacy. During the day, that was to be expected. But I was also sharing a room with 'Mister Spivey'; Ted, an English teacher at the girls' school and their coach. He was a nice enough guy, but I just really needed some alone time. Spending all day watching dozens upon dozens of tall, skinny teenage girls, each in their tiny, tight little volleyball shorts, bouncing up and down while at the height of youthful perkiness and beauty... well, let's just say, it had seriously done a number on me, and I was in desperate need of some relief.

Luckily, there was a sex shop just on the other side of the road from our hotel. I'd been annoyed by that when I'd first seen it, that Ted hadn't done a bit of online scouting first before booking our rooms, wishing he'd been willing to spend a couple of extra bucks of the school's money to get us into a place in a better neighbourhood. But now, I was grateful. I'd told Ted I was going for a walk, had been careful that none of the girls had seen me leave, and had darted across the street, making a beeline for the viewing booths in back of the store.

I closed the door behind me, and quickly went through the process of bringing up a random porno on the screen. I didn't care which one it was—I already had plenty of material logged into my spank bank from earlier in the day—but I needed to have something playing so the heavily tattooed and pierced girl running the desk wouldn't come back and kick me out for wasting space in her booth.

I'd just started working up a good head of steam, eyes closed and picturing the especially buxom young redhead on one of the teams Tessa and the girls had played against that afternoon. Then I heard it, the familiar squeal of girlish laughter I would know anywhere; Nikki, Tessa's best friend and frequent guest at our house.

“See, I told you!” she giggled from the booth next door, her voice only slightly muffled by the thin dividing wall. “I knew there would be a glory hole! Everybody has the internet, and Amazon, now! There's no reason for places like this to even exist, if it isn't for anonymous hookups!”

My heart froze in my chest, my hand locking vice-like around my cock. Somewhere in the back of my mind I was annoyed that Nikki was even in here, though knowing her I can't say I was really surprised. But that was only a minor concern as I turned to look at the wall between booths. I hadn't even noticed it earlier, being in such a hurry to be done and get back to the hotel, but sure enough there was a little round disk of plastic screwed at one edge into the wall, with two more screws clearly serving as stops to hold it in place in the “closed” and “open” positions as it twisted around the pivot.

“Yeah, yeah...” came the very annoyed retort; Cyndi, thank God, and not Tessa herself! “I can't believe you're actually making me do this!”

“Hey, don't blame me!” Nikki laughed again. “You're the one who decided you were going to make me go down on you when I picked dare! Well, turnabout is fair play, you little bitch! Get to it!”

“God...” Cyndi moaned, and I barely managed to restrain one of my own as I heard what they were saying. My daughter's two best friends, each so young and perky and beautiful... cute, coltish Cyndi getting her pussy eaten by sexy, seductive Nikki, during a game of truth or dare? Fuck, I wished I could have seen that! “Fine, I'll do it! But I'm not staying here all night waiting! I'll knock once, but if no cock comes through it still counts as me doing the dare, and we're going straight back to the hotel!”

“Deal!” Nikki laughed again, and a moment later I heard the knock.

I had a moment of indecision, truly I did. I tried to fight the impulse... I had never cheated on my wife before, no matter how sexually frigid she had become in the years since Tessa had been born. But the thought of adorable Cyndi, who before that moment I'd always thought of as the innocent one of the bunch, getting down on her knees for me without even knowing whose cock she was servicing...

I rotated the disk out of the way, and slid myself through.

“Oh, wow!” Cyndi gasped, and I smiled widely at the undisguised awe in her voice. It was a pretty standard reaction, really, from a girl seeing my thick, nine and a half inch cock for the first time... but it had been a long, long time now since I'd last been with someone new. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed that sound.

“Holy shit!” Nikki echoed, almost reverently. I felt tentative fingertips starting to explore, tracing over my head, along my shaft. I wasn't sure which of them was doing it, nor did I especially care. Whoever it was, they reached in carefully under my cock, through the hole, gently pinching and trying to pull on my sac. I understood what she wanted, reaching down myself and delivering my balls to her, letting them hang big, heavy and full for them on the other side of the wall.

“Move over!” Nikki demanded suddenly. “I want to play, too!” There was a quiet, giggling scuffle, and another set of hands joined the first; so I guess it had been Cyndi up to that point after all.

“God, you have a nice dick, mister!” Cyndi breathed, accompanying her words with a soft, slow kiss to the tip of my cockhead. “You want us to take turns sucking it for you?”

Oh, how I wanted to respond! But I didn't dare, for fear of them recognizing my voice. But then I had an idea; I silently flexed my cock, twice, making it jump in their hands, and causing them to giggle.

“I think we can take that as a 'yes'!” Nikki said, the smile clear in her voice. I imagined I could almost hear her licking her lips, as she leaned in to deliver as kiss to the side of my shaft near the base.

“Guess so!” Cyndi purred in response, her lips sliding wetly around my head as she welcomed me into her mouth and started to suck.

I was in heaven! They worked seamlessly as a team, so much so that I was certain it couldn't have been their first time sharing a cock together. Neither of them could even come close to deep-throating my entire length, of course, though not for lack of trying. But anything they may have been lacking in depth, they made up for with pure enthusiasm, taking turns licking, kissing and sucking my shaft and balls while the other one had me in her mouth. I wanted it to last forever, and was using every trick I knew of to try to delay as long as I could. I was maybe concentrating a little too hard, actually, because it took me completely by surprise when I heard the third voice suddenly added to the mix.

“God, Cynd, aren't you done yet? Your technique must suck, if it's taking you this long just to make a guy cum! Oh!” Tessa gasped, and I could picture every detail of her expression as she'd come around the corner into the booth to see what her friends were working on.

“We, uhh... found a little more than we were bargaining for,” Cyndi giggled as she nuzzled her cute little nose against my balls, Nikki joining in but rather muffled, having my cock in her mouth at the moment.

“And wanted to keep it all for yourselves, instead of texting me to come down from the hotel to join you, you selfish bitches!” Tessa accused, but there was a laugh in her voice. “Make room! If you think I'm leaving here again without trying that monster for myself, you are seriously mistaken!”

I panicked, but what could I do? No man on earth would turn down a blowjob from a girl like Tessa... no man but one! And if I withdrew now, all three of them would know exactly what it had to mean, and who had been on the other side of that wall all along. I could hear and feel movement as my mind raced, trying desperately to find some other way out of my predicament, two sets of soft, wet lips moving to surround me on either side as Tessa muscled in between them... and closed her mouth around her father's stiff, thick cock!

I'd been under no illusions about Tessa still being a virgin, but never had I guessed she was the type of girl who would get down on her knees in the back room of a seedy sex shop to suck a stranger's cock! Neither had I ever entertained anything even resembling an incest fantasy before that moment. I mean, yes, Tessa was a beautiful young girl, obviously. But she was my daughter! Consciously, at least, that was all she was! But subconsciously? I was no longer so sure. How else to explain the sudden onrushing train of my impending orgasm, if not through some previously unknown psychological button this situation was hitting? I was even more desperate to hold out, hoping at the very least that the girls would start taking turns again, so I could cum into one of their mouths, instead! But apparently Tessa thought she was entitled, after the other two keeping her in the dark about the huge cock they'd found, and neither of them seemed inclined to object.

I barely remembered in time, thinking back to gloryhole videos I'd watched online, when the guys would knock to warn the girl they were about to cum. One last chance for a reprieve... but no. I knocked, and Tessa just tightened her lips, sucking hard and tickling her tongue against the sensitive spot right under my cockhead. I grit my teeth, afraid that even a moan could give my voice away, my hips echoing against the wall between us as I reflexively jerked into it, spewing my enormous, built-up load into my daughter's eagerly awaiting mouth.

She moaned happily on the other side of the wall, Cyndi and Nikki squealing in delight as they watched my cock twitching violently into their friend's mouth. She kept sucking long after I was finished, and I could feel her playing with my cum on her tongue, swirling it around and refusing to swallow. Finally she withdrew, lips closed tight and sucking the entire way, sure not to miss a drop.

“Mmph!” Cyndi exclaimed in surprise, Nikki giggling like mad, and I could just picture the scene as my beautiful young daughter forcefully shared my cum with her friend.

“Hey, save some for me, too!” Nikki shortly objected, and then it was Cyndi's turn to sit back and giggle as she watched the other two making out, sharing the remainder of my cum.

“Thanks, mister!” my daughter told me once they were all done swallowing, leaning in to give me one last, slow kiss on my overly-sensitive cockhead. “That was incredible! And in case no one has ever told you before... that is one fantastic cock you have there! And your cum is so yummy, too!” All three of them broke out in renewed giggles. “It's just a shame we're only in town for the weekend, or I'd ask if we could make this a regular thing!”

“Totally!” Cyndi agreed, leaning in for a follow-up kiss goodbye of her own.

“A cock like this... it's almost worth a four hour drive!” Nikki chimed in, pulling me fully into her mouth and sucking hard, nearly succeeding in making me moan as Tessa and Cyndi giggled harder still.

I withdrew myself with an absurd mixture of relief and regret, careful to close the partition as I was pulling out so the girls would have no opportunity for even a glimpse that could give me away. Thankfully they didn't seem to want to stick around after they were done, but I waited another half an hour to be safe before I left, and I went for that walk around the neighbourhood I'd never actually intended to take before returning to the hotel, a maelstrom of conflicting thoughts whirring through my head as I nodded fitfully off to sleep.

The rest of the tournament was fairly uneventful... or at least so it seemed to me, as distracted as I still was by the events of the previous evening. The girls placed fifth out of sixteen, which wasn't bad at all considering the size of their school compared to some of the ones they were up against, though of course they were still disappointed they hadn't done better. Then we were on our long and noisy way home. Ted dropped us all at the school first while he went to return the rental van, Tessa and I staying to make sure the girls all got picked up before we were free to retrieve my Jeep from the teachers' lot where I'd left it parked, finally heading for home ourselves.

“So... there's something I need to talk to you about, before we get home,” I said eventually, pulling off our direct route and into the parking area of a nice, secluded little park I'd always liked.

“That sounds ominous,” Tessa smiled, clearly having no idea yet that anything was amiss.

“Maybe,” I sighed, pulling into a spot over at the end of the lot and turning off the engine. I twisted to face her, taking a deep breath. A full day's inner conflict had gone into this decision. “I know what you girls did in that sex shop last night.”

“What?” Tessa gasped, her beautiful young face going ashen in an instant. “Oh my God, no, Daddy, I...” She began, desperately shaking her head, tears of embarrassment and shame welling in her eyes, that I had somehow learned about what she and the others had done. “I swear, Daddy! I've never done anything like that before! You have to believe me!”

“Baby... it's okay,” I told her, undoing my seat belt and leaning towards her. She tried to push me away, but I overpowered her easily, pulling her into my arms and hugging her tight as she started to sob. “It's okay, sweetie. I do believe you, and it's okay.”

“Those bitches!” She whined into the side of my neck. “That was private! Which one of them told?”

“Neither of them, baby,” I said, rubbing her back.

“What? But then, how...” She began, pushing away again. This time I let her succeed, leaning back into my seat.

“How else do you think?” I smirked, quickly undoing my jeans, fishing my cock out and presenting it for her. “Let me just ask... does this look at all familiar, to you?”

“Oh my God!” She gasped, her eyes going wide as her hand went to her mouth... a subconscious tell of her remembering where that cock had last been, I was sure. “You?”

“I seem to remember you saying something about wishing you could make this a regular thing, if I wasn't so far away,” I said, giving myself a playful little shake in her direction, watching her unknowingly licking her lips as she stared down at it, a tangle of confused emotions and desires rushing across her features. “And it doesn't get much closer than living in the same house!”

“But... I didn't know...” she whispered, slowly shaking her head, still unable to take her eyes off my cock. “I had no idea!”

“And now you do,” I smiled, reaching over to stroke her cheek, lifting her chin, forcing her to finally meet my gaze. “And this time... you get to have it all to yourself!”

“You can't be serious!” she gasped. “You honestly want me to do it again, now that I know it's you?”

“Do you have any idea how long it's been since the last time your mother sucked my cock?” I asked her. She shook her head again. “Neither do I... but I'd need a calendar to figure it out!” I smirked. “And not even this year's calendar, either! Trust me, baby... I didn't make this decision easily. I could have just kept quiet, and you never would have known. But after agonizing over it all night yesterday and all day today... I decided that wasn't what I wanted. I don't want to put any pressure on you, obviously! If you say 'no', I'll leave it at that, and we can do our best to pretend like last night never happened. But I'm pretty sure, after you finish getting over your shock and you start remembering how much you enjoyed yourself... that isn't going to be what you decide you want, either.”

“I...” she began, closing her eyes, swallowing nervously. “I can't believe I'm even considering this!”

“Let me help you out with that a little,” I offered, reaching out to take her hand in mine. She opened her eyes again, staring as I slowly drew her hand into my lap... but she made no effort to stop me, not even as I wrapped her fingers around me and guided her into a gentle squeeze. Then I took my hand away; she started stroking me all on her own. And then, she undid her seat belt.

The front seat of a Jeep does not rank high on my list of fantasy sex locations. Given the company I was with, however, I was happy to make do. Tessa experimented a little, and ended up deciding that up on her knees on her seat, partially supporting herself with her forearm across my thighs, worked best for her. It worked well for me, too, since it meant I could reach over to play with that gorgeous, firm little ass of hers while she went to work on me. I could play with her tits some, too... though the contortion of my elbow and wrist required to make that work wasn't nearly as comfortable as playing with her ass. Still worth it, mind you; there was no way I could say no to those amazing round C-cups, even squished up as they were in her sports bra under her uniform! But ass was winning over tits for me, purely for convenience's sake. And then, once I realized that by leaning just a bit further to my side I could reach far enough around to play with her pussy, too, there was really no more competition to be had.

Tessa clearly agreed with my choice, reaching back to eagerly pull down her cute little volleyball shorts and panties for me. She was freshly shaved, smooth and hot to my touch, and so wonderfully, temptingly wet and slippery! I tried not to rush, not wanting her to think I was the least bit dissatisfied with her efforts... but when she started rocking, instinctively trying to force herself deeper onto my fingers, I could wait no more.

“Ride me, baby!” I ordered with a moan. “Be a good little girl, and use this tight, wet little teenage pussy to pleasure Daddy's cock!”

She gasped in surprise, her mouth popping audibly as she jerked her head back off of me to look me in the eye. I'm not sure what she thought she was going to find when she looked at me... but if it was anything other than unbridled lust for her firm, trim little teenage body, I don't think she found it. She didn't speak, just biting her lip for a long, slow moment as she kept looking at me.

“Do you have a condom?” she timidly asked at last.

“Not happening, baby,” I grinned, staring directly into her eyes, daring her to object. “Asking a guy to wear a condom is like giving a girl her favourite toy but taking away all her batteries. I want to feel you, not a condom!” She kept chewing her lip, her hand still absently stroking me as she struggled to make up her mind. Finally she started to move, slowly, tentatively, unsure of how to proceed and hampered by having her shorts and panties still midway down her thighs. I took over, picking her up bodily by her waist, twisting and dragging her over into my lap facing the same way I was. She found herself a pair of handholds, lifting herself up as I angled myself into position below her. She rocked her hips, moaning as she rubbed her soft little slit up and down on my crown, getting herself ready. Whatever indecision she may have had at first, there was no trace of it now, not once she felt the first touch of my firm, hot cockhead against those luscious little pussy lips. She whimpered adorably as she eased herself onto me, pausing with only my head inside. She was trembling, and I took hold of her ass to help support her until she was ready for more.

“God, you're big, Daddy!” she moaned. “If it was just the length, that would be scary enough already! But you're so thick, too!”

“Just take your time, baby girl,” I cooed, comfortingly squeezing that cute little butt in both hands. “No need to rush, we've got all the time in the world.”

“Easy for you to say!” she chuckled, wryly shaking her head. “I've only got until my legs give out, and I fall the rest of the way onto you whether I'm ready for it or not!”

I chuckled too, unsure of what to say to that obvious truth. But it seemed she was getting a grip on herself, easing up and down a little, just the tiniest little fraction of an inch at a time, testing her ability to take me. God, she was tight! But oh so wonderfully, amazingly wet! She slowly grew more confident, moving further up and down, working her way ever deeper onto me. She was gasping and moaning, and there were more than a few little yips and shudders as she accidentally went a little deeper than she was ready for, but she was getting it done. It took a lot longer than I was accustomed to with her mother, on the vanishingly rare occasions we still had sex at all, but finally she made it, bottoming herself out and moaning happily as she ground herself down into my lap, exploring the feeling of having my entire length up inside of her like that.

“You like that, baby?” I growled, lovingly caressing her hips. “You like the feeling of Daddy's big, thick cock stretching that tiny little pussy?”

“I love it, Daddy!” she mewled as she continued rolling her hips. “If I'd had any idea you had a cock like this one hidden away in your pants, I'd have gotten you to start doing me ages ago!”

I chuckled, giving her a playful little slap on her ass. She yelped and flinched adorably, the sudden tightening of her muscles around my cock making me moan. She was so young even now! Just how much younger did she wish she'd been?

“The important thing is you're mine now, baby girl!” I told her. “From now on, any time I want you! Isn't that right?”

“I'd better be, Daddy!” she moaned her enthusiastic agreement. “Don't you dare get me addicted to this huge, perfect cock of yours, and then not keep giving it to me every chance we get!”

“Count on it!” I laughed, and so did she.

She readjusted the positioning of her hands and feet a little, then started lifting herself again. She took it easy at first, controlling every inch of rise and fall. But as her confidence grew her restraint fled; soon enough she was just lifting herself up and letting gravity take care of the rest, dropping heavily down onto me, impaling herself over and over again on the rigid spike of my cock. And as much as I loved fondling that ass, there was no way I was getting in the way of that. I reached around her to cup and squeeze those amazing, firm tits... and lasted a whole ten seconds before I just had to get her out of that shirt and bra! It left her fully exposed, should anyone happen to wander by to look... but with her bouncing vigorously up and down in my lap, it wasn't like there was anything else we could have been doing to explain the sight, shirt or no.

“Eeeeeee!” she was suddenly keening, eyes squeezed tightly closed, pussy clenching around me as she pressed herself tightly into my lap and rapidly rocked her hips. The sound stopped as suddenly as it arrived, her mouth gaping open and closed, a full ten seconds before she remembered how to breath.

“That looked like a good one!” I told her, softly kissing the sexy, sweat-slickened skin of her shoulder.

“It snuck up on me a little,” she giggled shyly, slowly regaining control of her limbs and starting to ride me again. “And it was way more than just 'good'!”

“Glad to hear that!” I chuckled. “Now... any bets whether we can make your next one even better?” I dropped my right hand from her breast, sliding slowly down her slender little belly until my fingertips were resting directly on her clit, my left arm wrapping tighter around her to take hold where I'd just left off.

“Daddy! No, that's too much, I...” she began, breaking off in a shaking moan as I started to rub her tender, sensitive little button.

“Shhh!” I cooed. “You just keep riding me the way you have been, and let Daddy take care of the rest!”

She whimpered, but there were no further protestations to stop. And after three more wild, earth-shaking orgasms, each more powerful than the last, I was finally ready to join her. I debated warning her... but no. I held out as long as I could, knowing it would make the eventual release all the more powerful.

“Ohhh, take it, baby!” I growled, constricting my grip on her, holding her tightly in place against my chest as my hips thrust into her from below. “Take Daddy's cum! Take it all!”

“Daddyyy!” she squealed in surprise, tumbling immediately into one last orgasm of her own as she felt my steamy-hot cum gushing up inside of her, flooding into her fertile, unprotected young womb. Her entire body tensed, trembling, her spectacular little pussy clenching around me, milking me of every last drop before she finally collapsed back against my chest, utterly boneless, both of us gasping for air.

“Oh, God, Daddy... what were you thinking?” she demanded once she'd regained her ability to speak, twisting around at her waist so she could meet my eyes. “I thought you were going to warn me when you got close, so I could take it in my mouth again! You know I'm not on birth control!”

“I thought we'd agreed, baby... you're mine now!” I chided her, lovingly stroking my hand up and down her slender little belly, thinking of all that thick, potent seed I'd just shot inside of her.

“Well... yeah. We did. But...” she said, worry clear in her eyes, chewing on her lower lip. “I mean... I'm still your daughter! What if you get me pregnant? What about, you know... birth defects, and stuff?”

“Okay, first things first, let me put your mind at ease. Worries about that are all blown way out of proportion, in modern culture. I had a bio teacher, back in high school, who went on this whole big, long rant about it. We all thought he was kind of hilariously creepy, at the time, actually! But that sort of thing's only a worry at all if I carried some sort of horrible recessive gene without knowing about it. Assuming I did, there's a one-in-two chance I passed it along to you. Then, if you and I have a child together, there would be a one-in-two chance of me passing it along to them, and a one-in-two chance of you passing it along to them, once again, assuming the one-in-two chance I already passed it to you. Multiply it all up, and there's only a one-in-eight chance any kid of ours would end up with the double-copy of that recessive gene needed to actually cause a problem. And again, all that is assuming I was a carrier of something like that in the first place. The calculations are complicated somewhat by the fact that humans have so many different genes, so there's so much chance for at least a few of them to be of the defective variety. But it still isn't nearly as big a deal as most people make it out to be. Even if everything went against us, luck-wise... the vast majority of traits like that are lethal in utero. So, you might have a slightly higher than average rate of spontaneous miscarriages... and most of those happen before the woman even knows she's pregnant at all anyways! Royal families have been marrying their children off to family members all throughout history, and it took generations of inbreeding for any sort of real problems to start cropping up. The Egyptian pharaohs rather famously believed that the most fitting bride for a king of Egypt was a queen of Egypt! They were constantly 'keeping it in the family', not just between distant cousins, like most of the more modern European royals did, but between uncles and nieces, brothers and sisters, fathers and daughters... There was one—I forget which, now, I think maybe one of the Ramses?—who was known to have married at least four of his own daughters, and with no problems in any of their offspring that anybody's aware of. It did all start catching up to them eventually, but not until after literally thousands of years worth of incestuous marriages. King Tut, when they checked his DNA, had all sorts of different genetic diseases... but in practical terms, even then, it pretty much just messed up one of his feet a little due to some sort of bone condition, and made him need to walk with a cane. Not bad, considering. I'm pretty any children of ours will be just fine.”

“But... you can't actually be saying you want to get me pregnant!” she gasped.

“Want is a little strong... at least for the time being,” I smiled at her, reaching up to stroke her cheek as I looked deeply into her eyes. “But if it happens, it happens. Ideally, I suppose it would be better if it didn't, at least not before you graduate,” I shrugged. “But I'm not going to lose any sleep worrying about it. The truth is, I would love to have babies with you, sweetie. I always wanted to have more kids... and that was always the plan, before your mom went and changed her mind on me, after you were born. A bit of a delay would be more convenient, but if the universe turns out to have different plans, and you end up getting pregnant right away... I'm okay with that, too.”

“But... what about Mom? I mean... just secretly sucking your dick, or even letting you fuck me, when we get a chance to, is one thing! But don't you think she might notice, if I suddenly turn up pregnant?” she asked, still obviously in shock at the whole situation, and trying to wrap her mind around all the implications. I could hardly begrudge her whatever time it would take. I'd at least had a day to think about it all first, after what had happened at the glory hole; it was coming at her completely cold.

“The truth is, baby,” I sighed sadly. “I've been deeply unhappy with your mom for years now. Pretty much the only reason I haven't divorced her, in fact, is that she is a good mom, and I've wanted us both to be there for you, living in the same house and raising you together, until you were old enough. But frankly, as good as she is as a mom... she's been a shitty wife! I've just been waiting until you were off to college first, is all.”

“You've really been that unhappy?” she frowned, eyes full of concern. “I always thought things were good between you two! Maybe not great, not all the time... but at least good!”

“Well, it kinda would have defeated the purpose, wouldn't it?” I asked with a self-mocking smirk. “Keeping the family together, to give you the happy, two-parent childhood you deserve, only to go around moping all the time and letting you know how miserable I was. But yeah... kinda tends to happen, I guess, when the woman who supposedly loves you, and wanted to marry you, and had a child with you, suddenly starts acting like she's doing you an enormous favour just to let you so much as touch her in bed.”

“What?” she gasped. “I mean... how is that even possible? With a dick like yours for her to have anytime she wants it? That's insane!”

“Glad to know you feel that way, baby!” I chuckled, squeezing her in my arms.

“But, if that's true... I mean... you didn't need to stay with her just for me, Daddy!” Tessa murmured, guiltily lowering her eyes, silent tears welling. “You deserve to be happy, too! If she was going to be like that... then you should have divorced her ages ago! Lots of my friends' parents are divorced... I'd have been okay!”

“I have been happy, baby,” I smiled sadly, lifting her chin with a finger to make her look at me again. “Not with her, maybe, but I've been so much more than happy with you, as my daughter! You have been my absolute joy, sweetie!”

“And...” she blushed, glancing down again, but this time only to look at the potent reminder of how things had suddenly just changed between us. “And now?”

“And now, my 'joy' is only the beginning of what you are to me, baby!” I grinned, seeing her bashful smile at my words. I lifted her chin again, turning her to face me, leaning in over her shoulder to kiss her on the lips. She gasped into my mouth in surprise, but quickly overcame her shock. She responded eagerly, our passion mounting as she twisted around even more, wrapping her arm around behind my neck and pulling me tight. By the time we finally broke our kiss, we were panting even more than when we'd first come down from orgasm.

“Things are obviously different now, baby,” I smiled, lovingly stroking her cheek. “I'd been planning to wait a bit longer first before serving her with papers, at least until you graduated, and then to start the process of looking for someone who isn't a dried up, frigid old shrew to replace her with. But now... I certainly never expected it to happen like this! Finding someone younger, sure, but I never thought I would find someone quite this young! And it certainly never crossed my mind that it would be you! But whatever I may have been expecting... I could not possibly be any happier with the way it's turned out! Assuming you agree, that is?”

“Still maybe just a couple of details to work out, I think,” she smirked wryly, giving the understatement of the year. “But yes, for the sake of argument, let's say that I agree.”

“Glad to see we're on the same page with that,” I grinned. It was so absurd, having this conversation while my cock still hadn't even shrunk down enough to slip back out of her. And it would have been unthinkable, making long-term plans like this with anyone else I'd only just begun having sex with. But I'd known Tessa literally her entire life; there was no one I knew better than her, or who I was more comfortable with, not even her mother. And I couldn't deny the wealth of love and devotion I could suddenly feel suffusing my core, a feeling that had once been so familiar, but which I could no longer even conceive of feeling for my wife, much less hope to see reflected in her eyes the way it clearly was now in Tessa's. “But as to the details... realistically, it will still probably be easiest if we stick to my original timetable. Not ideal, obviously... needless to say, your mother is not the woman I would prefer to be sharing my bed with from here on out! But you know how she is; she feels life is exactly the way she wants it, whatever I may want, and she doesn't seem to know, or care, what she's been slowly pushing me towards all these years. The moment I hand her those papers it's going to explode into a whole thing, just out of her sheer pique for what she's going to see as me ruining her perfect life! And divorce courts being as biased against men as they are in this country... well, I just think it would be better if we wait until you've officially graduated, first, so there won't be any question of who you're going to live with, or school districts, or any of the rest of that nonsense. The fewer things I can give her an excuse to fight about and try to blow up, the better.”

“I wish I could disagree with you...” she sighed, turning back around to face front and laying back to rest her head against my shoulder, softly nuzzling cheek to cheek as she laid her arms on top of mine around her slender little belly. “I had no idea what you've been dealing with all these years... but she does seem to think life is pretty much perfect just the way it is, and that is definitely how she'll react if she thinks you're interfering with that! Still... I guess waiting just a little won't be too awful. It's not like we won't still be there to... console one other, any time we can steal some time alone together!”

“Absolutely!” I laughed, squeezing her tighter. “And if, in the meantime, I do end up knocking you up earlier than we might otherwise prefer...” I smiled, kissing the side of her neck. “Well, whenever I get you pregnant, the baby's father will officially have to be 'unknown male you hooked up with at a party and whose name you can't remember'. I hate that, obviously! I would love to be able to announce it to the world... but there's just no way around it, incest laws being written the way they are. And whether I get you pregnant now, or five years from now, isn't going to change that one little bit.”

“I guess I can live with that... as long as you understand I expect you to be my husband, Daddy, whatever the laws might say! We might not be able to get the piece of paper... and I know we're going to have to lie to everybody else! But once you divorce Mom, I expect to be sleeping in your bed with you every night, just like we were married for real! Not just pretending I was still only your daughter, sneaking in and out of your room just to have sex with you, and then having to go sleep in my own bed by myself!”

“You even think about trying to sneak out after, and I'm going to chain you to my bed!” I said in my most threatening growl.

“Deal!” she giggled sweetly. “And now that that's all settled, there's just one more thing.” She grinned, squirming happily in my arms. “Last night was the last time you get a blowjob, or anything else, from any of my friends!”

“Is that so?” I grinned, giving her a little pinch on her nipple, making her squeal.

“Damned skippy!” she giggled. “Last night you get a pass, since you weren't cheating on me, then, only on Mom. And since if her attitude toward sex is even half as bad as you say it is, then she deserves to be cheated on! But from here on out, no cheating! Not on me! If we're really going to do this, then we do it for real! I promise you can have me anytime you want, Daddy... but only me! Well... and Mom, I suppose, since you won't really be able to turn her down without making her suspicious.”

“Trust me, baby,” I scoffed. “That isn't going to be an issue.”

“Maybe not, but I'm trying to account for all eventualities,” she grinned, the artificially stuffy wording prompting me to playfully nibble on her earlobe, lending a slightly different timbre to her squeal that time. God, I was looking forward to learning all the different ways I'd be able to make her squeal!

“Well, maybe you can account yourself back into your bra and top,” I suggested. “As much as I would greatly prefer staying here with you... I texted your mom when we were leaving, and there's only so late we can afford to be without her starting to wonder where we are. And given how many other times we're likely to be 'late' getting home from somewhere over the next little while, I'd rather not get her started worrying about it now.”

“Yes, Daddy!” she giggled. “But you do realize, don't you, that you haven't actually said 'yes', yet! And I'm not doing anything until you agree to my terms!”

“Yes!” I laughed. “Yes, you—with the theoretical but unlikely exception of your mother, until I divorce her—are the only girl for me! And just so I'm perfectly clear; I damned well better be the only guy for you!”

“Pfft!” she smirked, rolling her eyes. “Like I'd even want any other guy's cock anymore, after getting to have yours!”

“Let me hear you say it, you little brat!” I threatened, tickling her sides. “Say the words!”

“Eeek!” she squealed, twisting and thrashing, trying ineffectively to fight my fingers away from her skinny, vulnerable little sides. “Yes, okay? Yes! I'm yours, Daddy! I'm yours!”

“Good girl!” I praised, wrapping her in my arms once more. She twisted around for one more laughing kiss first, then we both got started on getting her off of my cock, dressed again, and back into her seat. It proved to be quite a bit harder than doing the reverse had been. It honestly would have been so much easier to just open my door and set her down outside, where she could have gotten dressed again in about five seconds flat before walking back around to the passenger side. But I could tell just from the way she kept glancing around us that it was completely out of the question. I guess public nudity while having sex, while you're right in the midst of all that wonderful, sweaty distraction, was different than public nudity after having sex, terrified that someone might see you and guess at all the dirty, naughty things you'd just finished doing. The distinction didn't make much sense to me, but I guess it didn't have to.

We finally got ourselves presentable and made for home, where I immediately disappeared into the shower after our 'long, sweaty drive'. Tessa vanished into her room at the same time, to 'unpack', hiding out long enough that her mom wouldn't have a chance to smell our sex on her before she could take her turn in the shower after me. There was, utterly predictably, no sex for me that night. But for the first time in years, I really didn't give a flying fuck about my wife's constant neglect. I might not be able to marry Tessa, not legally, but there wasn't a doubt in my mind that she would make herself a proper and loving wife to me, the complete opposite of what her mother had chosen to become! I turned onto my side and tucked myself deeper into my blankets, smiling to myself with visions of my life soon to come; of Tessa cuddled in front of me under my arm, my wet, softening cock grasped between the perfect globes of her pert little ass, my newest load of hot, thick cum oozing slowly deeper inside of her. The beginnings of a baby, our baby, hers and mine, about to spring to life inside of her!

Neither of us had ever expected anything like this to happen... and God knew we hadn't gone looking for it! At least, not the first time! Today, in my Jeep... I guess I could accept some blame, for that. But whatever the specifics, whoever bore any blame, the fact was that it had happened, and it was real! I knew that, deep down at the heart of me, where I'd almost convinced myself I no longer had anything left to feel. And Tessa knew it, too, of that I had no doubt. It was new, unexpected, frightening... but that searing heat in my heart, only vaguely remembered from the distant past when it came to my wife, was alive and burning once more. This time, for my own daughter. Maybe that was wrong. Maybe it even made me evil, if such a thing truly exists. But if so, then ultimately... so be it! I'd lost this feeling once, through no fault of my own, and it had nearly broken me. I would be damned if I was going to just throw it away, when I'd been so miraculously given a second chance!

That was it, really, and I almost chuckled at the simplicity of it as I felt sleep approaching. It wasn't that I'd just made a decision—the decision had already been made, in that parking lot with Tessa. But perhaps I'd just come to understand it. No, Tessa and I hadn't gone looking for this... but somehow we'd found it anyways. And now that we had, I knew; there was nothing, absolutely nothing, that I would not do to protect it!

I remembered no specifics of my dreams the next morning, I only rarely did. But I knew, the moment I caught Tessa's eye in the hall, that we'd been sharing the same one that night. And we both knew, as we carefully went about our normal morning routine as if nothing at all had changed, that it would only be a matter of time (and not much of it at that!) before the two of us could turn that dream into our new and amazing reality!
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