Phyllis Baxter - A loving family

"Uh… sure honey… we really haven't… uh… been alone much, have we?" Tom quickly took a seat in an effort to hide his erection from his daughter's inquisitive eyes. "Was there anything in particular you wanted to talk about with me honey?" he asked, growing more unreasonably nervous by the moment while his own daughter sat sadistically observing her squirming father.

"Well, Daddy, there is something that's been sort of bothering me…" she began, looking at him with as much innocence as she was capable of mustering and pretending to measure her words.

"Go on, honey," Tom urged, his heart going out to her. He realized with a sharp pang of regret how unavailable he'd been to her in the last three years and at the same time began to understand more of the guilt that Jean had been going through because of the same reason.

"You know how you always say, 'anything between two people that love each other is all right'?" she asked, waiting for his response.

Tom nodded, wondering what in God's name she was going to hit him with.

Tom felt as though a bomb had dropped in his living room. His face blanched and he felt as though there was an explosion in his crazily spinning brain. "What are you talking about?" he asked, surprised by the calmness of his own voice.

"I'm talking about the way you fucked Cindy yesterday," Linda said, no longer able to keep up her coy act. "I was wondering if you two were in love and if it was all right."

"Oh Jesus Christ…" Tom moaned, not believing his ears.

"Well, Daddy," she pressed sadistically. "Is it… all right to fuck whoever you want whenever you want to?"

The full implication of her words slowly registered on the confused father's brain and he cursed softly under his breath. "How could I have raised such a viper?" he asked himself aloud.

"You didn't Daddy," she replied in a flat, cold voice.

Tom's glance shot upward to look at his daughter directly in the eyes. Linda knew she had hurt her father deeply with her last remark and she was immediately sorry.

"I did the best I could…" he said in a low, barely audible voice, sinking dejectedly down onto the couch, his face empty of expression.

Linda knew, she had known all along, just as Paul had know, that the only reason either of their parents had left them for three years was to be able to eventually provide the best possible advantages for their children. Linda had never for a moment doubted her father's love, and now she was overcome by shame and sorrow for having hurt him so deeply. Forgetting herself and her intentions for the moment, Linda rose from her seat and moved towards her father to place her arms affectionately around his neck. The tears were flowing freely from her beautiful blue eyes and burying her face in her father's neck she sobbed, "Oh, Daddy… Daddy! Please forgive me… I didn't mean to hurt you, I love you and I know you love me… oh, please believe me, Daddy!"

Tom gathered her in his arms in a way he had not allowed himself to do since she was a little girl. "I know… I know baby," he crooned, holding her soft young body close to his powerful chest. She was right! Linda was absolutely right! His long-spouted philosophy about freedom of sexual expression didn't mean a damn if he wasn't able to admit to himself that he wanted his daughter in a sexual way, the same way she wanted him!

He sat holding his daughter for long moments, rocking her gently in his arms and kissing away her tears. "I love you, Daddy… and I want you… I want you like I've never wanted anyone. I can't help it if it's wrong… I can't help how I feel…"

She held her mouth up and Tom couldn't resist. He bent down to kiss her passionately, literally jumping with excitement as he felt her tiny pink tongue dart into his mouth. He could feel her nipples beneath the flimsy halter harden against his bare chest, and all the illicit thrills he had felt yesterday when he had imagined he was fucking her came back to him a hundred fold. As her soft, sweet lips pressed against his he felt the years drop away from his body. It was a thrill comparable to only one other in his life… the first time he had fucked her mother, his first wife, gone now for so many years. He had not allowed himself to admit that Linda was the ghost of her mother. He had pushed it from his mind with the help of Jean, although neither of them knew it.

Without fully realizing what he was doing, Tom deftly removed his daughter's halter top, allowing her full, ripe breasts to tumble free. The beautiful pink little nipples glowed like cherries in the early afternoon sun and Tom bent further to begin nibbling gently on one, bringing soft whimpers of delight from deep in her throat. He went to the other one, sucking and nibbling, until both were hard and erect and Linda was panting with aroused emotions as she clutched her father's dark head to her breast.

The feel and taste of his daughter's sweet young breasts in his mouth was driving Tom wild with desire. He was still in a mild state of shock at the sudden realization of his unadmitted yearning, and he knew beyond a doubt that this was the moment for which he had been eagerly, though unconsciously, waiting a lifetime!

As though in a daze, he reached for her round, curvy buttocks with both hands, cupping them tightly as he pulled her pelvis close to his hard cock. He felt her involuntarily responding by pressing her little cunt up hard against him and he wanted to fuck her right then and there. Instead, he set her gently on her feet and she stood before her father, quivering with delicious expectation while he slipped her tiny shorts down over her ripely swelling young hips and long, slender legs. No words were spoken; they were both emotionally far beyond the realm of mere words, but for what seemed an interminably long moment, Tom sat staring in awe at the perfect beauty of his daughter's body. He was suddenly aware of how young she really was, how fresh and sweet, yet how totally sexual, totally feminine she was… the very quintessence of femininity… his daughter… his very own beautiful daughter!

His eyes seemed to be caressing every inch of her body. Linda could actually feel the tingling sensations of love and lust spiraling through her being as his eyes seemed to burn through her and she could not control the little moan that escaped her lips as her pussy became wet and warm with no more than the very thought of being fucked by her very own father. She had been driven absolutely insane yesterday by just the sight and sound of him fucking Cindy and now it was going to happen! He was going to fuck her, and she knew it would be the most important moment of her life!

For a fleeting instant Tom tried to force himself to consider the consequence of his actions, but it was useless. He was consumed by the desire to fuck his own Linda. She wanted it… he wanted it… and they loved each other. Nothing else mattered to him at that moment, nothing in the world was as important as their mutual need for each other.

As if on cue, both father and daughter sank down to the middle of the livingroom floor, mindless of where they were and who they were. Linda lay still, reveling in the feel of her father's hands exploring every curve and hollow of her body. He began to nibble hungrily at her breasts again and at the same time he slipped a hand beneath her buttocks and gently eased his fingers into the crevice of her ass cheeks until he had penetrated her virginal little anus with one outthrust probing finger. He began to ease his finger in and out of her tiny puckered anus as he kept on nibbling and sucking at her breasts while the ripple of desire coursed through Linda's body.

Tom ran his middle finger into the wetness of her pussy and wondered how long he would be able to resist sticking his cock in her sweet little girl cunt. He let his fingers wander deeper into the hot wetness of his daughter's cunt as he massaged her clitoris, parting her soft, smooth cunt lips, she nearly fainted from the thrilling sensation taking possession of her body. She was dazed, and began to moan out softly, over and over… "Daddy… yes, Daddy… do it, please don't stop…"