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Six months ago, my mother passed away. She was all that I had in this world and I was devastated. I kept living in her boyfriends house where we had been but even that was not going to last forever. I was sixteen and the state said that I was to go live with the closest blood relative that I had over the age of twenty five. That sucked even worse because I was hoping to go live with Aaron, my older brother but he was only twenty three. I asked if I could stay with my mothers boyfriend until I was old enough to be on my own. He said it was fine by him, that he would take care of me, but they told me that I couldn't do that either.
We were just about to reach the seven month mark to my mothers death when my case worker got in contact with me. It was the middle of June and she said it was time for me to move. I did not know of any close relatives and they had not informed me that they had found one, so I was a little shocked by the news.
"Who is it that I am going to live with?" I asked, more curious then I was angry that I had to move.
"Why, your father of course," she answered as if I was supposed to already know the answer.
I had not seen my father since I was nine years old nor did I want to see him now. He left my mother to pursue a music career that soon backfired. By then my mother was already with Tim, the boyfriend that I was living with now. He did not like that, so he took off and we never heard form him again. Now I was supposed to go live with this guy like everything was all fine and dandy?
"Isn't there anyone else?" I begged into the phone. I did not want to go live with this man that I did not know anymore. I wanted to stay here, with Tim, living only a few miles away from my older brother.
"I am sorry dear," she said with a monotone voice, showing she really did not care, "but until you are eighteen years old, there is no other option for you at this time.
She told me that I needed to get packed and that she would pick me up to take me to the airport in the morning. I thought hard about running away but I was not the kind of girl to do that. Tim and my brother would worry about me and Tim knew better then to lie if he knew where I was. So this was my future. I was headed to live with a man that I hated and wanted nothing to do with me. My year could not get any worse and it was going to suck until the day I turn eighteen.
Gina, my case worker was at my house bright and early like she had promised. I wanted to punch her in the face for making me do this but I knew it was not her fault. She was just doing her job and she had no control over where I ended up. Though she could have fought on my side a little harder in my opinion.
"You promise to call me every night," my brother said in a heart broken tone. He had been more angry then me about me having to leave. He was seven years older then me though, which made him sixteen when our dad had left. He hated our father more then me and he was pissed that I had to leave.
"Of course," I said wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly, "I will call you every single night and twice on Sunday."
I then turned my attention to Tim. I ran up to him and hugged him tightly as well. He had been a second father to me for almost seven years and I was going to miss him just as much. He had taken care of me and been my family. It felt like on top of my mother, I was losing every other person that was important to me. I felt like my heart was ripping from my chest.
Not saying another word, I put my things in the trunk of Gina's car and crawled into the backseat. She told me I could sit up front with her but I did not want to even have to look at her face while I cried. She would tell me that things were going to work out and I would have to hate her even more then I already do.
The plane was packed as we departed New Jersey and headed straight on to California. I had never been to California and I was not excited. He had taken that excitement from me. I had begged for years to get to go see Hollywood. Now Hollywood was where I was headed and it felt like I was flying straight to hell.
I had landed an hour ago in California and not only did it fell like hell mentally, it felt like hell physically. It had to be at least one hundred degrees outside. I could feel the sweat dripping down the small of my back as I crawled out of the car a social worker had picked me up in.
Looking up at his house, I sighed. It was a nice house – two stories and a good amount of distance from each neighbor on the sides. I figured it was a party type town and they built their houses to make it easy to have loud crazy parties without bothering the neighbors.
My eyes fell upon the front door as I saw a man walk out. For a moment I had to look hard. The man that walked out could not be my father. My father was 6'0, about 300lbs and pale white. The man that walked out that door was 6'0, around 200 lbs, covered in muscle and tan. He was this beautiful human that made my knees weak. I figured he must work for my father.
"Moira," the man said with a slight smile on his face as he walked over to me. It was in that minute I knew it was my father. I had never forgot that voice. I had pictured it in my head for years when I dreamed of him coming home.
I shook at the thought that for a moment my father had turned me on but I could not help it. He looked amazing and a part of me wanted him.
"Dad?" I said in a questioning tone as he hugged me. I want to hate him and push him away but he felt so good pressed against my body. Instead of wanting to push him away. I wanted to pull his body closer to mine. I wanted him to never let me go, to keep me in those big strong arms forever.
"It is so good to see you," he said as he pulled away from me, "I have missed you for so long, and have been wanting to see you got just as long but your mom said you were happy without me."
"Its good to see you too dad," I said hugging him again, taking him all in. He had no idea how good it was to see him.
I had unpacked my bag into my new room. It was bare except for a bed, a desk, a dresser and a few shelves. I knew it would take a while but I could get it to feel like a room. As of right now all I had were clothes for the dresser, a laptop for the desk and a picture of mom, me, Aaron and Tim. I missed my family more then I could imagine and this was all that I had left of them.
My dad had brought me some sheets and a comforter for me to use for the evening and told me that we would go shopping for some things for my room the next day. He seemed to have come into quite a bit of money since we had been apart and if he wanted to make up for it by spending it on me, I was not going to ruin the making up for him. I liked it when people bought me things, what girl didn't?
A quarter to eleven I crawled into bed and closed my eyes. I was not tired but it was late and I needed to get some sleep. I tried to count sheep for a while, but that was only ever just funny, not something to make a person fall asleep.
After a while of trying to sleep I knew that I was going to have to masturbate. That was sometimes the only way that I could fall asleep. It had been something that I started doing when I couldn't and it had been something that I did frequently since then.
I reached my hand down the front of my panties and rubbed the skin just above my clit for a while. I could feel the neatly trimmed hair under my fingers and my clit throbbing. It wanted me to touch it, but I was going to take my time. Teasing myself was always my favorite thing to do.
Right as I touched my clit, I closed my eyes to try and think of something to get me off. To my surprise the first image that came into my mind was my dad. His tall, dark and handsome body standing over me. I wanted to take his clothes off and feel his naked body against mine. I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth while I fingered my pussy hard.
It did not take me long to reach an orgasm. It was so strong that it took me a minute to be able to think straight again. There was a puddle of juices right below my ass and my legs were shaking. I had just had the most amazing orgasm in the entire world, and it was all because of ….. my dad.
My dad and I had spent the entire day shopping. We had bought me a new bed set as well as posters and things to put on my walls. He also bought me some things for my desk, a whole new bathroom set and a few new outfits for a new town. It had been a really good day considering. I however could not help but keep looking at him on our trip. Remembering the amazing orgasm he had unknowingly helped me achieve last night. How I wished so much that it could be true.
I spent a few hours once I was home putting my room together and getting things a little more homier. It was not until he called me down to dinner that I took a break from being the neat and organized person that I was.
Once I got downstairs I noticed he had ordered chinese food and it was all on the coffee table. Back home this never would have happened. We never got to eat out, mom always cooked and felt we needed to eat dinner at the table like a family. This was actually a nice change. I did not want to have sit down dinners here. That was something that was for mom and mom only.
I noticed that he had bought a few different kind of soda, not knowing what it was that I liked. He had set out for him a few bottles of wine. He obviously felt like drinking was in order.
After dinner was done, dad and I cleared off the table and relaxed on the couch. I had a cup of coke in my hand and he was working on his third glass of wine. He was a little tipsy and I actually liked it. We were catching up on things that had happened over the years.
"Can I have a glass of wine dad?" I asked him with a big smile on my face.
He got up and walked into the kitchen without answering me. I was afraid the answer was no and this evening was over but he soon came back with another glass in his hand. He filled it to the top with wine and handed it over to me. I happily took it and drank it down quickly.
"Wow," he laughed, taking the empty glass from me and setting it on the table, "slow down there turbo."
We laughed for a minute, falling back on the couch, our sides touching. I felt my pussy start to get wet instantly. It felt so amazing having him touching me and I just wanted more.
"Do you have a girlfriend dad?" I asked him, trying to see if he was currently sleeping with anyone.
"No," he said with a slightly sad tone in his voice, "I haven't had a girlfriend for a while. Haven't been able to find any real women out here. They are all fake and made up. I just want a real woman, with real tits you know?"
He blushed when he looked down at me, realizing he might have just told his daughter to much information, but he did not say anything about it.
"How long has it been since you have done anything sexual with anyone?" I asked, feeling the wine kicking in and making me a little more daring.
"Sweetie," he said with a broken tone, not really sure of what to say, "do you really think you should be asking me this question?"
"Come on," I pleaded with him, turning to the side, my leg resting almost on top of his own. "I am curious."
"It been," he took a deep breath, shaking his head – he could not believe that he was doing this, "…it's been about a year or two really."
I gasped for a second. I could not believe it had been that long since he had been with a women. He looked absolutely amazing. I was surprised women were not throwing themselves at him. I knew I wanted to throw myself at him, and I had a feeling that I was going to do it.
"So it has been two year since someone has sucked your cock?" I asked in amazement. "Don't you miss it?"
I watched as my dads face turned red but I knew he was not going to tell me to stop talking. I could see his cock getting hard through the seam of his pants. He was liking me talking to him like this.
"Moira," he began to protest but I could hear the defeat in his voice. "It has been even longer since I have had someone give me head and God do I ever miss it."
I thought about asking more questions but I was just wasting time getting to what I really wanted. So I decided that I was just going to go for it and if he stopped me, that would be the end of that. Though I had a feeling in my gut that he was not going to stop me from doing what I wanted to do.
Without saying another thing, I crawled down onto the floor and positioned myself between my dads legs. His eyes got big as I rubbed his cock through his jeans. His breathing was starting to increase and I felt it twitch under my fingers.
I pulled the zipper on his pants down slowly, taking my time to get to the prize I had been working for all day long. Once they were undone I reached in and pulled his cock out into the light. It was at least seven inches long and a half dollar thick.
I spent a few mintes looking at it, running my hand over the full length of it. My pussy was so wet it was leaking though my panties. They were soaking wet and I needed to get out of them. I stood up, slipped them off under my skirt and placed them on my dads chest.
I then moved back down between his legs and put the head of his cock in my mouth. I looked up at him to make sure he was liking this and he was sniffing my panties. That made me even more wet then I was before.
I took his cock more into my mouth, sucking ever so lightly as I slid my head up and down his cock. It throbbed in my mouth and I wanted more and more of it.
He placed his hand lightly on the back on my head and pushed my mouth further down onto his cock. I sucked harder the harder her fucked my face.
Reaching down, I began to violently rub my clit. My hand was soaking wet in only a matter of seconds. I felt myself on the verge of an orgasm, but I did not want to cum before him. So I sucked harder and worked my mouth fast around his cock. His breathing was getting heavier and deeper and I knew by what I had seen in porn that he was getting ready to cum.
"Yes babygirl," he moaned pushing his hips up into my mouth, "make daddy cum."
With that I felt his hot cum hit the back of my throat, at that same moment and orgasm washed over my body causing me to buck against my hand and twitch all over. I did not pull away from him though and swallowed ever drop of cum he shot into my mouth.
"Oh my God babygirl," he said completely out of breath.
"We should not have done that, but it was so amazing."
He pulled me up to him and kissed me lightly, running his tongue along my lips but never putting it in my mouth. He slowly reached between my legs and ran his finger through the puddle between my legs. He then pulled it up to his mouth and licked his finger.
I laid my head down on his chest and took a deep breath. I could smell our sweat in the air and our cum. It was the most amazing smell in the entire world.
"I missed you daddy," I said feeling myself falling asleep on his chest. "I love you."
"I love you too babygirl," He said running his hand through my hair, "I love you too."
I had not seen my father much this week. He had a job that kept him busy all week long. He had told me the other night that in order to have Friday-Sunday off, you have to work your ass off the rest of the week. With all this knowledge, I knew we were not going to spend a lot of time together. I however, did not realize that I was only going to see him in passing.
By Wednesday, worry had begun to set in. Dad had barely even said hello to me in all that time. I started to feel that maybe along with being busy, he was trying to avoid me on purpose. Had I done something wrong in that time? Did he regret the other night that we shared with each other? Should I regret it as well?
I woke up earlier than normal on Friday to the smell of bacon. The smell was strong enough to drag me out of bed and carry me down the stairs towards the kitchen. I didn't even bother changing out of my red silk nighty that slightly showed off my white cotton panties if I moved or sat the right way. I was hoping that dad was in the mood to talk because we really had a lot to discuss.
"Mmm," I let out as I entered the kitchen and the smell of bacon completely consumed my nose. It was one of my favorite things in the world and I was ready for it. "Something smells amazing."
My dad was standing at the stove facing away from me when I enter the kitchen. He was wearing a black wife beater tank top with plaid red and black pajama pants that fit him perfectly. Though the smell of bacon is what dragged me down the stairs to begin with, it was the outline of his perfect ass in his pajama bottoms that really made my mouth water, along with other parts of my body.
"Good morning," my dad began as he turned around to face me.
The look on his face once he caught sight of me was enough to make my heart skip a couple of beats. I could see his eyes looking over every inch of me that he could see, even though he was not moving his head. He seemed as if he was trying to hide the fact that he was checking me out.
"So whats for breakfast?" I asked as I licked my lips and took a seat at the table.
I enjoyed the moment of him starring at me, but I was also a little on the hungry side, and unless I sat down, we would have just stood there forever. At least that is what I pictured happening in my head.
"Bacon and eggs," he answered with a shaky voice as he turned back to the stove and loaded up a couple of plates for us.
He took his time, I watched from behind as he took a couple of deep breaths, trying to gain control of himself, though that is not really what I wanted from him.
"Sounds wonderful," I smiled at him with my big pearly whites as he set the plate of food down in front of me.
I picked up my fork and played with my food a little bit while he sat down across from me. I ate slowly, glancing up at my dad every so often. Every time I looked up, he turned his head back down to his food, acting like he had been looking at it the whole time. I loved that he was looking at me, and I noticed he had barely touched his food.
"Are you not hungry?" I asked trying to get some kind of a conversation going. "You have barely even touched your food."
"My mind is just working some things out," he answered.
Looking away from me, he looked back down at his food and played with it a little, but still did not take any bites.
"Is it about what happened with us the other night?" I blurted out.
I was unable to keep it inside any longer. It had happened and I did not want to forget that it had happened. It was the greatest night of my life up to this moment and I was not willing to pretend that it did not happen.
"Look," he began, setting his fork down onto his plate and looking up at me. "Moira, what happened the other night should not have happened. You are my daughter and I took advantage of you. I gave you a big glass of wine and you just, you weren't thinking straight and I should have stopped what happened. It was a bad move on my part for going through with it."
My heart sunk a little bit when he said this. I had to think it over for a few minutes to try and piece all of it together. I did not agree with him though, not a single word of it. I started what happened, none of it was because of the wine. It was something that I had wanted before I even had the glass. All he did was plan into his daughters wants and needs, what was so wrong with that?
Without speaking, I got up from my chair and walked over to his side of the table. Pushing his plate aside I took a seat on the table where it had once been, right in front of him. My legs parted ever so slightly, showing off my white cotton panties I had on under my nighty.
"Moira," he began to protest, leaning away from me for a moment, "what are you doing?"
"What happened the other night was amazing," I began, pulling him towards me to where our faces were only inches apart. "I wanted it and I still want it."
Once I was done talking I pulled him to my lips and kissed him gently. I knew that in that moment he was mine again. His body relaxed into my kiss and shortly after he was kissing me back. His kisses were harder than mine but I matched up to them. There was so much passion between us that it hurt just thinking about pulling away from him.
He pulled away which made me growl slightly, I was not ready for him to pull away. The growl stopped and a moan replaced it when he placed his lips against my neck and softly licked and bite and kissed my skin. My whole body sparked up and I could feet my pussy juices going through my panties.
He brought his hand up to my breast and started to caress it through my nighty as he kissed down to my chest, pulling the nighty to the side. It only took him a moment to realize it would be easier to remove it so he pulled it over my head. I was now in front of him wearing nothing but my soaking wet panties, which he hungrily looked at while he licked his lips.
"Lay down," he demanded, not giving me an option.
I turned around to make sure nothing was in my way and then laid down on the table. He helped me move so that my ass was right on the edge of the table and then stood up. He began to kiss my stomach right along the seem of my panties. My whole body shook with excitement, wondering what daddy was going to do for me.
He kissed around my belly button while he ran his fingers along the inside of my thighs. I could barely breathe it felt so good. I couldn't help but moan as his skin ran alongside my body. I could feel his finger in spots even seconds after they were no longer touching me there. I wanted more, but I was going to let things play out the way daddy wanted them to.
Moving from my belly button he worked his way down to the line of my panties and began to kiss me ever so softly. I moved my hand down and ran it through his hair, as he began to pull my panties off of my and down my legs. Once they were off of me, he laid them on my chest like I had done to him the other night. I picked them up with a smile on my face as I began to smell my juices all over them. This just made me ever more wet then I was before.
Once he was satisfied with what I was doing, he slowly began to kiss between my legs right above my clit. I took a deep breath to stop my body from completely freaking out. He took this as a sign that I wanted more, which it was and moved down, pushing his tongue hard against my clit. I let out a moan and bucked my hips forward a little bit, pushing myself harder against his tongue. I would have came then and there but he moved down and that intense pleasure dropped to a point where my orgasm could be prolonged.
Licking up and down the folds of my pussy, he slowly pushed a finger inside of me. I let out another moan of satisfaction, and he returned with pushing another finger inside me. I moved slowly, as if trying to ride is fingers and he loved it.
"You like riding daddy's fingers?" he asked in a deep voice as he fucked them in and out of me even harder, while he sucked my clit into his mouth.
"Yes daddy," I whimpered.
"Good," he moaned into me, sucking harder against my clit. My first orgasm was pushing its way through my body.
"Omg daddy," I screamed, grabbing a hold of the back of his head. "I am going to cum."
Daddy pushed another finger in me and fucked me harder. Licking my clit with so much passion and intensity. My body began to shake violently as I gave into the orgasm. He used his other hand and his arm to hold me down so that I could not pull away from him. I screamed in pleasure as wave after wave of my orgasm came out.
"Yes daddy, right there. Make your baby girl cum. Oh god daddy, I love you. Fuck. Yes, yes daddy yes."
My daddy did not stop right then, he kept on fingering me hard and licking my pussy to the point where I could not think straight, but by the time my second orgasm hit me, I was in such a state of ecstacy that I felt like I was floating above my body.
Once my second orgasm subsided, daddy kissed his way up to my face and began to kiss me. I could taste myself all over his mouth, as I bit on his lips to try and savor every last drop.
"Will you fuck me daddy?" I asked him between our kisses.
"Whenever you are ready, babygirl," he smiled. "Whenever you are ready."
Daddy woke me up in the middle of the night. Generally getting woken up would make me angry, but he was an exception to that rule. I was glad to see him. My heart raced wondering what it was that he wanted. By the look on his face I knew something was not wrong, so it had to be something good, and I was very much into good stuff.
"What is it daddy," I asked him in my cute little girl voice.
My daddy did not say anything. He leaned forward into me and began to kiss me hard. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him down on top of me. His body was warm on top of mine and I slid my hands under his shirt to bring them up to temperature. His skin was so warm I wanted it wrapped all around me.
"Moira," He pulled away and looked me in the eyes. "Would you like to sleep in bed with me from now on?"
I was a little surprised as to why he would want that. I knew we had been doing things, but wasn't sleeping in a bed another form of being intimate?
"Look," he began, moving to sit on the edge of the bed. He looked away from me and I felt saddened by this. I felt like not answering right away had hurt my daddy's feelings. "If you don't want to, its okay. I was just wondering.
"Daddy," I whispered pulling him back into me. His back was pressed up against my chest and I laid my head down on his shoulder. I hugged him gently from behind and whispered into his ear. "I would love to share your bed with you daddy."
I crawled into my daddy's bed beside him. He wrapped his arm around me and threw the covers over us. I was not sure if there was something more to this or if we were just supposed to sleep. I knew deep down that I wanted more. The closer he was to me and the more he touched me, the more I wanted him.
Daddy's arms felt warm around my body. I was wearing only a skin tight t-shirt and a pair of panties. I did not have a lot to keep me warm, so I pushed up closer to him to absorb the heat that he was pushing off.
"Daddy," I asked him quietly, not sure as to why I was whispering, but it felt right. "Do you love me?"
"Of course I love you," My daddy answered. He tightened his arms around me slightly, as if hugging me to his body. I felt every inch of my body perk up to him. I wanted him more then anything in that moment. I was ready for him and I knew he was ready for me too.
"I am ready," I said to him. He told me that he would fuck me when I wanted him to and I want him to. More then anything I wanted my daddy to take my virginity. I had done many things sexually and I loved doing them, but I was ready to take the next step and I felt daddy was the perfect person to take it for me.
He did not answer me right away and that worried me. Was he not ready to take the step with me? Was he starting to think that maybe this was something that he did not want? Did he not want me in that way? I almost got out of the bed for the way my stomach turned but he had me held tightly against him.
"Are you sure," he asked, his voice more shaky then I had heard it yet. He seemed to hold me just a little tighter, which made me want to jump him right there, but I did not know if he really wanted this or not.
"Yes," I said in the most certain voice I could. I know that I was ready to take that step with him. I knew that he was the man of my dreams and I wanted to give him every part of me. I wanted to be his forever and I wanted him to take me anyway he wanted. "I have never been more sure about anything in my entire life."
Once again, daddy did not speak. I hated when he was silent. I never knew what he was thinking and that bothered me. I felt like all of my thoughts were being shouted out for everyone to hear but his were so silent, they did not even leave hints as to what they were.
My thoughts disappeared when daddy ran his hand down the side of my leg. I got the chills and every inch of my body perked up. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my breathing got shallow. I could not believe this was actually going to happen. You want something for so long that the thought of it actually happening was just hard to accept. I was going to get to make love to my daddy.
"Moira," he whispered in my ear as he ran his hand along the front of my panties, making my pussy drip. "I have to let you know that this might hurt."
I turned and looked my daddy in the eyes. He looked as if he was worried. Worried about hurting me maybe, or worried that this was going to be a bad idea. Though I still had that feeling that he was doubting this, I think deep down he wanted this and was no longer going to protest my wants and desires.
"It's okay daddy," I told him reassuringly. "I know that it is going to hurt, but I trust you to treat me right and help me work through the pain. I trust you daddy. I want you to take me to the next level daddy."
There were no more words between us for a while. Daddy kissed the back and sides of my neck, while he rubbed my pussy from the front of my panties. I reached back and rubbed his cock that was bulging out of his pajama pants. I ran my fingers up and down the length of it.
"Mmm," Daddy purred in my ear, just as he began to run his hand under my panties. His finger found my clit and pushed down hard on it. I let out a loud moan and pushed my body into it. His finger touching me almost sent me over the edge right then and there. I wanted him so badly inside of me that I was getting overly worked up. I could tell that he noticed that, so he pulled his finger away.
I grunted when he pulled away from me, but he was quicker then I was. Before I had time to really argue him pulling away, he had me laying flat on my back in the middle of his bed. Slowly he removed my shirt and pulled my panties off of my body. I was laying there, naked and bare once again in front of my daddy and I felt beautiful.
He leaned forward and began to kiss my stomach, which caused a butterfly feeling inside of me. It at first felt like my stomach getting sick, but I soon realized that it was something even more amazing.
"I want to do so many things with you baby," my daddy said to me, looking me in the eyes, "But I think this time is going to just be breaking through and letting you experience your first time. I do not want to give you to much to soon. Are you okay with that?"
I loved my daddy and was so glad that he cared enough to treat me right. If I would have given my virginity to any other person, they would have destroyed it. All my daddy wanted to do was help me get through it so that we could work towards getting to bigger and better things.
"I am ready now," I told my daddy, spreading my legs apart in front of him. My pussy was dripping wet all over the bed. Daddy looked down at me with so much wonder in his eyes. I knew that he wanted more then he was going to give me, but I was glad for what I was going to get.
"Ok baby," He said as he stood up and took off all of his clothes. His body was beautiful, I wanted to feel it pressed up against me and in a moment I was going to get my wish.
Daddy crawled back on the bed and hovered over me. I could feel his cock touch the lips of my pussy as he leaned forward and kissed me. I melted into his kiss as he spread my legs a little further and guided his cock to the opening of my pussy.
My body begged for it, I was ready and he was just outside the door of giving me everything that I wanted. I had not expect what was about to happen next. Daddy slowly began to stick the head inside of me. I let out a moan at how good it felt to have him slip inside me. I felt like everything people said about pain was a lie.
"Okay baby," he said looking down at me with such love in his eyes. "This is the part that is going to hurt. Are you ready?"
I nodded to my daddy that I was ready and he quickly rammed his entire cock in me. I let out a scream of pain when he broke through my hymen. He did not move after that moment. He held his position so that I could take in what just happened and let my body relax. Once I was relaxed he smiled down at me. I knew he had felt the change in how I felt.
"Are you ready to continue going baby," he asked me with a smile on his face. He looked so amazing on top of me. Like this greek god taking me into his arms and protecting me from danger.
"Yes daddy," I said smiling back up at him, "I am ready."
He slowly began to move his cock in and out of me. It was still a little painful but after a few minutes the pain went away and all that I could feel was bliss. My body was moving in time with his and it felt like we were one person, moving in unison. Almost like we were dancing with each other.
It did not take me long before my orgasm hit me. It was the hardest orgasm I had ever had and with daddy inside of me, it lasted longer then any other orgasm I had ever had. For a moment I felt like it was never going to stop.
Once my orgasm had subsided, daddy crawled off of me and laid down by my side. He wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek softly. I shook lightly underneath him, but soon relaxed completely, laying on the edge of falling asleep in his arms. I laid my head on his chest and allowed myself to fall softly into sleep.
"Daddy," I whispered right before falling asleep, "Can you do something for me?"
"Anything," he answered, pulling the covers over us.
"Will you make me mommy," I asked, and before I could get an answer I fell sound asleep in the arms of the only man I would ever love.
Daddy and I had been sharing a bed for a week now. That was also the same amount of time it had been since he had took my virginity. It had been the best night of my entire life, and it was more then I ever imagined it could it. I knew in that moment that I loved my daddy, and he loved me as well.
Daddy and I have had sex once since that night. He was slow with me once again. I loved that he wanted to take the time to make sure that I was ready for every step that we were taking. Right now he was going slow, and he did not care whether or not if he had an orgasm. He was all about making sure that I was satisfied.
"Good morning."
My daddy whispered in my ear as he pulled me close to him. We had slept in this morning and the plan was to not get out of bed at all. I was okay with that plan. We were going to curl up in bed and watch movies and just spend some time together. We had been doing a lot of that since that night.
The week when he was at work was hard. He was away for long hours of time and I laid in our bed for hours waiting for him to get home. I no longer had the ability to fall asleep unless his arms were wrapped around me. If there was a time in which I did not believe in true love, that time had come to an end. He was my everything, and I could tell by the way he looked at me, I was his everything as well.
"Good morning daddy," I smiled at him.
Wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling myself to him. I kissed him softly and ran my fingers through his hair. I had learned over the last week that he really enjoyed when I did that. He also liked it when I softly ran my fingers down his back, softly tickling him.
Daddy kissed me back and held me by the waist. He always made me feel like I was wrapped up and protected, his strong arms always there to hold me. He made me feel big and strong yet small and weak all at the same time.
I almost let out a cry when daddy pulled away from me. The phone had began to ring and he had to answer it. Daddy was on call for work, so it was important to answer when it rang. He never answered when we were having sex though. He always made sure phones were busy so that he could dedicate his time to me.
"Hey," he said with a surprised tone in his voice. I did not really try to understand why. I just decided that I was going to have a little bit of fun. While he was making sounds that showed he was acknowledging the person on the other line.
As he was sitting on the edge of the bed, I crawled out from under the covers and made my way off of the bed. I walked in front of him, my naked body catching his eyes. I had gone to sleeping naked since we began sharing a bed together. Once I knew I had some of daddy's attention, I dropped to my knees in front of him.
Daddy's eyes lit up when he realized what was going to happen. He made no attempt to stop me and I reached forward and took his cock into my hand. It was soft at the moment, but I felt it twitch when my fingers wrapped around the top of it. Daddy's eyes rolled back slightly into his head and that made me excited.
After a minute or two, his cock began to get harder in my hand. I ran my fingers up and down around his half erect cock before placing my mouth on the tip. Daddy let out a sigh when he felt my mouth against him.
"Yeah," I heard daddy say to whoever was talking to him on the phone. "I am fine, its nothing to worry about."
There were more words going on between daddy and whoever was on the phone, but I was to focused to pay attention to what they were. I made sure to put all of my attention into making my daddy get off. He did so much for me, and I wanted to make sure that he got just as much back in return.
The more of daddy's cock I got into my mouth, the harder his cock got. The harder daddy's cock got, the wetter I got and the more I wanted to fill daddy inside of me.
"Okay," Daddy said in a little louder of a voice, "I guess I will see you then."
Daddy hung up the phone and looked down at me. Our eyes held contact with each other for a great while longer. I loved to look up at his face and see what I was making him feel when I was sucking on his cock. Daddy loved it when I pushed my tongue into the tip of his cock. It was enough to make him close his eyes and lean his head back. I loved making him do things like that.
"Yes baby," daddy moaned, placing his hand on the back of my head and pushing it into him slightly. I felt his cock touch the back of my throat, which always made me gag. My eyes filled with tears, that left streak marks down the side of my cheeks. Daddy wiped them up with his finger and then licked his fingers.
I sucked harder as I moved my mouth up and down the length of his beautiful cock. I loved the feel of it twitching in my mouth as well as the sounds that daddy was making. I loved that I had the ability to make him feel this way.
Daddy's breathing began to get more shallow and I knew that he was about to cum. I played with his balls softly in my head as I took his whole cock into my mouth. It was not long before I felt him shoot a couple streams of cum into my mouth. It was warm as it ran down the back of my throat and into my waiting stomach.
I waited to make sure that it was all out before cleaning the tip of his cock off and pulling away. I crawled up onto his lap and kissed him hard for a long time. Our arms wrapped tightly around each other as we got lost in each others passions.
"I am still hard baby."
Daddy smiled as he kissed my neck. It made my heart beat loudly in my ears and my pussy drip, my juices landing on his cock.
I smiled at him without saying anything, and lowered myself slowly down onto his cock. My pussy swallowed the tip as I let out a long moan. The more I had my daddy's cock, the better it felt inside of me. It was like it was meant to be inside of my body.
"Oh my god, baby girl!"
My daddy let out as he grabbed onto my hips and helped lift me up and down onto his cock. His cock was so hard inside of my pussy that I could not help but to scream. The screams were full of nothing but pure pleasure.
"Oh yes daddy," I said as I placed my lips against his. I moaned into him and felt my lips vibrate against his. "Yes daddy, fuck me, yes."
My daddy helped me ride his cock harder and harder. Our bodies slapping together, sweat running down in between us, leaving a puddle on the bed beneath us. Every breath we took, we took in unison.
"Daddy is going to cum baby."
He told me as he pulled me down harder and harder onto his cock. I could hear the sound of our pelvic areas grinding together and it was enough to send me over the edge. I reached my orgasm just moments before daddy did, which made my pussy contract enough to help suck every inch of cum that I could out of daddy's cock.
Daddy fell back against the bed and I rolled off of him and laid by his side. We were breathing heavy and looking up at the ceiling, waiting to regain control of our bodies.
"Who was it that was on the phone daddy?" I asked him, turning and wrapping my arms around him and placing my head on his chest.
"That was your brother," he said a little quietly, like he did not want me to know that it was Aaron on the other line, "he is coming to visit us this weekend."
I sat in the living room nervous, waiting for my brother. I felt like I had changed so much in the short time that I had been here and he would not know who I was anymore. Not that I was going to tell him what had been going on around here. Daddy was at work and it was just going to be me and Aaron when he got here. I was happy to see him, but I did not know what I was going to say.
The pound that rapped upon the door made me jump slightly. I knew that it was Aaron, but it was still enough to put me on the edge of my seat. I wished so much that daddy could have been here with me for this moment. Help make it a little less awkward or a little more directed at him.
I took a moment to look into the mirror that was in front of the door and made sure that I looked okay. I did not want to look like someone that had not slept in days because I had been to busy getting fucked by my daddy. I did not want him to question things, because I really did not want to have to make up some lie to tell him.
"Wow," Aaron said after he hook me in for a second. I watched him look me over and my mind got a little confused. He was my brother, which sounded weird now, like that mattered for anything. He was my brother though and he looked at me just like daddy had that day in the kitchen.
"What?" I asked him, looking down at myself, acting as if I was looking for something to be wrong. Trying to make sure that he did not know that I noticed him looking at me.
"You just," he started, looking me over one more time, this time not really trying to hide it from me.
"You just look so grown up and it has only been a few weeks since I last saw you. What has changed?"
"I think its Hollywood," I answered him quickly as I helped him in and shut the door behind us. I led him into the living room and he took a seat on the couch. Little did he know, that was the same spot daddy had been sitting the first time we had done anything together. "People really seem to grow up fast in this town."
"So how have you been?" I asked him curiously, taking a seat on the couch next to him. "Have you talked to Tim lately? I bet he is lonely all by himself now."
"I have been good, except I got laid off. That is why I called dad. I know things have been bad between us but I was curious if he knew if there were any jobs around here for me. I told him I wanted to be close to you so that I could see you more often. I have an interview with his boss tomorrow."
I was surprised my father had not told me any of this. This seemed like news that would need to be relayed. My brother was not just coming to visit, he was possibly coming to live here. Well not in this house, unless dad offered him a place to stay, which would definitely get in the way of all the amazing things we have been doing.
"I will be right back," I told him as I got up from the couch and ran into the kitchen for a moment. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and dialed my Daddy's number. I was not expecting him to pick up, but to my surprise he did.
"Hello," he asked me on the other end, sounding kind of surprised that I was calling him at all right now, being as my brother was here and I should be spending time with him.
"Whats going on babygirl?"
"Why did you not tell me that he was coming here for good?" I said in a harsh tone almost. I did not like the fact that he had been keeping a secret from me. "You should have told me that, I had a right to know that this was not just some visit."
"Baby, I am so sorry," he said with a tone that told me he really was sorry,. "can we talk about this when I get home love? I really need to get back to work."
"Fine," I said hanging the phone up. I was still a little on the mad side, so I did not take the time to tell him goodbye or that I loved him.
"So," A voice appeared behind me, "do you not want me to be here or some M?"
My heart sunk as I turned around and saw my brother standing behind me. I did not know how much of the conversation he had heard, but it had to be enough to think that I did not want him here at all. That was not true, I was so glad he was here, I just did not want him to stay in this house for long. I needed my daddy and I did not want to lose him over Aaron needing a place to stay.
"I do want you here," I said honestly, "I just hate that I was not told something that I deserved to know. He just told me this was a visit, not that you were staying."
"I think there is more to it then that," he said stepping closer to me. "Tell me what is going on."
I had to think quick on my feet. I did not know what to say to him. How was I supposed to lie to my brother. I had to lie though, he could not know what was going on.
"Its just…" I sat down on the table facing him. Trying to work out my story in my head. I noticed as I was thinking of something to say he was checking me out like daddy had. I felt like maybe there was a way out of this after all.
"Its just that, well I had this dream a while back and we had sex and I told daddy about it and that I was scared for you to be here because I did not want to feel weird around you."
I could not believe that I had just said that. I never really had a dream about sleeping with Aaron, though he looked a lot like daddy and I did not hate the idea of it.
"So," he began, stepping even closer to me, "you dont want me here, because you want to sleep with me?"
I nodded my head yes and looked down at the floor, like I was wrong for thinking it. I was hoping he would just take what I said and need to think about it or something, but that was not the case.
"Well I don't know about sex," he said, backing up, "but I mean, if this is about being curious, I would not mind helping my little sister understand some things."
"Really," I said looking up kind of surprised. "You would do things with me? Why?"
"Why not?" He answered with a smile.
I knew right then and there that my adventures with daddy were about to take a step in an all new direction, and I was excited. As long as daddy was okay with it of course.
I would have to say that the last year of my life has been that of a crazy roller coaster. So just as a recap for those of you who are just joining in on my recounts, my mother passed away 6 months ago. 1 month ago I was sent to live with a father that left when I was very young, a man that I have come to be in love with. He has taken me though the most incredible times of my life. I gave him more then just my virginity, I gave him everything that I am and will continue to give him more. However, my brother showed up yesterday and well things took a slight turn.
My brother had jumped in the shower after our conversation in the kitchen. I was not sure what I was going to do with all of this, but I needed to find out. My brother had just told me that he would fuck me. I knew that somewhere inside of me, I wanted to do it. I wanted to share with my brother what I had been sharing with my daddy for the past couple of weeks, but what if daddy would get angry.
I was in love with my daddy, and I did not want to ruin that, just because I am curious. I knew that it was something that I needed to discuss with him, but I did not know how to do that. I did not know if telling him would make him angry or not. What if he asked Aaron to leave? The Aaron would know that I said something about it and then he would be mad at me. I missed my brother so much and I did not want him to have to leave right away.
"What's going on honey?" I jumped as my dad's voice spoke behind me. I knew when I heard him that it was him, but I was so deep in thought that it startled me.
"Daddy," I laughed turning around and facing him. "You scared the hell out of me. Make some noise or something before you start talking."
"Sorry love," he said walking over to me and wrapping his arms around me. He pulled me up to him and kissed me softly. My heart fluttered. There was no greater feeling then being wrapped in his arms. "I will be more careful next time." He smiled at me. "Speaking of careful, where is Aaron?"
I figure it was now or never. I needed to let him know about what me and Aaron had talked about. He had a right to know and it was going to come up sooner or later. In my experience, sooner was always better then later.
"About Aaron daddy," I began, sitting down at the table. "He heard me talking to you earlier about not telling me he was staying. He thought I wanted him to leave and I ended up making up some story and now he …. now he wants to fuck me."
"He what?" My daddy asked, sitting down next to me. "And what did you say? I mean, do you want to fuck him?"
I looked hard into my daddy's eyes. I wanted to know what was going on in his mind right now. Did I say no and nothing happens and deep down he wants me to want it, or do I say yes, only to end up possibly hurting him. I was completely lost in this moment, but I knew that more then anything, I needed to be honest with him. I loved him enough to give him that much.
"I mean, it sounds like something I might enjoy." I said looking down. "But I belong to you daddy, I would never do anything with anyone that could hurt you."
My dad got a look on his face that he was deep in thought. I did not know if I had just ended something amazing, or if I might have started something else.
"Come with me." He said, grabbing my hand and leading me up the stairs. My brother was in my dad's room, getting dressed after his shower. My dad barged in through the door, causing my brother to almost jump out of his skin.
"I didn't mean to," my brother let out. I could tell he thought that I had told on him for what had happened. He looked scared like our dad was about to kill him. In all honesty, that was something that could be in the plans. He did not really tell me what he was thinking or what he was going to do.
I looked over to my brother who was clinging his towel. He had not had the ability to put any clothes on yet, and was still a little on the wet side. He looked absolutely terrified of our father and for a moment I was scared as well.
"Get on the bed," my father demanded to my brother. He looked confused but got up on the bed. "Now lay down."
My brother laid down in the middle of the bed. He looked nervous as he looked up at the ceiling, trying to not look at my father, who had turned to me.
"I want you to have your way with him," my father told me before pulling me into a hard and passionate kiss. "Daddy wants to watch you fuck him."
My heart skipped a beat at my daddy's word. My pussy was dripping wet at the intensity of the moment. My daddy wanted me to fuck my brother in front of him. I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he was turned on by this.
"She is going to fuck you Aaron," my daddy said to Aaron as he took a seat in a chair close to the bed. Not before taking off his pants and his boxers first.
"Please," my brother said with such longing in his voice. I looked over and noticed that he was looking at me. His eyes begging for me to come to him.
I looked over at daddy one more time to make sure that he was sure. He was touching his cock lightly, nodding at me to go on and do what he wanted. I smiled at him and turned to my brother.
I walked slowly over to the bed, removing my dress, leaving me in just my panties and my bra. My brothers cock got half erect as I reached his feet on the bed. Slowly I climbed up and crawled up to him between his legs. I could tell that he was breathing harder, and that made me want this so much more.
"You ready daddy," I asked, looking over at him stroking his hard cock. I almost could not go forward, the desire to jump down and help my daddy with his cock. I knew this is what daddy wanted though, so I turned my attention back to my brother, whose cock was not completely hard.
I smiled up at my brother who was looking me over. He reached down and began to rub my breast through my bra. It made me let out a slight moan. My pussy was dripping wet, soaking right through my panties.
Pushing his hands away, I lowered down and grabbed his cock into my hands. Slowly I rubbed my hands up and down around the top half of it. He laid back against the bed and let out a low moan. His body shook slightly. Pre cum started to come out the top of his cock and I slowly licked it off.
"Yes," he whispered as my tongue touched his cock. "Suck my cock Moira."
Generally I would work my way to it a little better, but I did not want to disappoint. I bent all the way forward and took the head of his cock into my mouth. It was cold against my tongue.
It did not take long for his entire cock to be in my mouth. He was moaning as I fucked his cock with my warm mouth. He held on to the back of my head and shoved my mouth further down around his cock. I grabbed his balls in my hand and rolled them between my fingers.
"Yes Moira," he moaned, his hips bucking up to my mouth. "Just like that love, just like that. Make your big brother cum."
"Yes," I heard from beside me. I turned my head to see my dad pumping away at his hard cock. "Yes baby, make your big brother cum. Make him cum for daddy."
I wanted to make him cum. I wanted to do anything that daddy wanted me to do. I sucked harder and my brothers breathing got loud and intense. He was taking deep breathes between the shallow ones and by the tightness in his legs, I could tell that he was going to cum.
"Oh yes sis," he yelled, "I am going to cum. Yes, fuck. Don't stop."
I sucked his cock harder and faster and soon his whole body tightened up. Warm spurt after spurt of cum shot against the back of my throat.
"Oh my god yes," he moaned, "you are absolutely amazing."
After I had swallowed all of his cum, I sat back up and looked down at his beautiful wet cock. Then I looked at daddy who had cum running down his fingers.
"My turn boys." I said smiling at my daddy and then looking over to my brother. "Daddy, on the bed."
I looked up from my brother, who was shaking, to my father who was still sitting in a chair beside the bed. His hand was still wrapped tightly around his cock as cum ran down the sides of his finger. He smiled at me, letting me know that I had done a good job.
Getting up from the bed, I walked over to daddy and knelt down between his legs. I smiled up at him before licking his cock and fingers clean of cum. He let out a slight moan as my tongue moved over the tip of his cock. Even though my brothers cum felt wonderful in my mouth and tasted just as good, nothing could compare to daddy's cum washing over my tongue.
"You were so beautiful baby girl," my daddy said as he ran his fingers through my hair. I smiled up at him with so much love in my eyes.
"I love you daddy," I said as I stood up and leaned against the bed. Daddy stood up with me and pushed me back onto the bed. My legs were still hanging off the bed and my head was resting against my brothers legs. My body was excited, wondering what I was going to get next.
"Get off the bed Aaron and come here," my dad said in a slightly commanding voice. It made my heart flutter when he was stern. I loved when he told me what to do and what he wanted. Nothing made me more happy then pleasing my daddy.
Aaron slid his legs out from under me, but was nice and handed me a pillow for my head. I grabbed the pillow and placed it comfortably under my head as Aaron took his place next to my father. It took my breath away seeing them next to each other. They looked so much alike, it was like having two different versions of my daddy, the love of my life, at my feet. My body shivered at the thought of two daddy's playing with me.
"Look at this," my daddy began to say to my brother as he ran his fingers between my pussy lips. My body shook at the feel of his fingers against me. "Isn't this the most beautiful thing you have ever seen?"
My brother lowered his hand to me and took my fathers place, running his fingers through the folds of my soaking wet pussy. I let out a slow soft moan as his fingers caressed me and found my clit. He pushed down on it with his thumb, causing me to moan just a little bit louder.
"It is absolutely amazing," he said with a smile. He looked up at my father with a look of begging. I could tell that my brother wanted to do more with me, but he wanted to make sure that it was okay with my father first. Daddy gave him a slightly nod and smiled down at me.
Walking to the side of the bed, daddy gave brother some room to do whatever he please. He stood so he was close enough for me to reach out and touch him. So I did just that. I reached out and grabbed a hold of my daddy's half erect cock. I loved how it felt in my fingers.
"Can I?" my brothers voiced asked excitedly from between my legs. I smiled at him. He did not need to ask for permission, but it made me happy that he was nice enough to do so. I of course nodded my head and told him "Yes."
Within seconds, we was kissing the inside of the thighs, still running his finger along the length of my pussy. It felt so good to have his lips against my skin. I looked up at daddy, passion, heat, love, so much showing in my eyes. He smiled down at me as he reached over and took one of my breasts in his hand.
Aaron worked his way up from my thighs to my pussy. He kissed the lips and ran his tongue over the slit. I let out a slight moan and grabbed my other breast. All three of us were working together in my pleasure. I felt for sure that I was losing my mind.
"Yes big brother," I let out as he pushed through the lips and pressed his tongue against my clit. His tongue was warm and rough as it licked over my clit. Daddy squeezed my breast a little tighter with each moan that I made. It was like I was floating on this cloud and electricity was floating through my veins.
I felt daddy's cock get harder and harder in my hand, pre cum leaking out from the top. I wished that I could lick it up but instead I used it as lubrication to slowly run my hand up and down around daddy's cock. The moan that escaped his mouth was all the satisfaction that I needed.
Aaron began to lick my clit faster and soon pressed two of his fingers inside of me. I let out a load moan. Daddy's cock twitched in my hand and caused me to moan again.
"You like that," my brother let out, turning his fingers up inside of me. "Wait for this little trick I have learned along the years."
I looked up to my brother with curious eyes. I was slightly excited as to what was about to happen. Daddy seemed interested as well being as he was now looking down at Aaron's hand inside my pussy.
Aaron began to pump his hand up and down in my pussy. He did not go in and out like I did when I was masturbating or when daddy fingered me. He kept his fingers up and pumped them up and down in a steady motion. Placing one hand on the lower half of my stomach he pumped harder and harder.
"Oh my god, yes," I screamed. I could feel an orgasm building up as he hit his fingers against my g-spot. I had never been able to find it, but in that moment, I knew that his fingers had found it.
Daddy was excited, his cock was rock hard and he moaned loudly as I fucked his cock faster and faster with my hand, until I was so lost in ecstasy that I could not continue. Daddy did not seem to care.
"Oh my good Aaron," I screamed, "I am going to cum."
"Yes little sister," he spoke calmly. "Cum for your big brother."
He pumped his fingers up and down harder and harder until my orgasm was right on the end. My hips bucked up and right as I gave into my orgasm my brother pulled his fingers out of me, allowing me to squirt pussy juice all over his cock which was right at the level of my pussy.
I laid there in shock for who knows how long. My body was shaking violently and I had no control over it. I had never felt anything like that. It was not the best orgasm, that was the first orgasm I had with daddy, but it was by far the most violent orgasm I had ever had. I wanted more.
"Wow," I said rolling over onto my side. I looked over at my brother who was rubbing his cock that was covered in my juices.
"How do you feel baby girl?" My daddy asked leaning down and kissing me softly.
"I feel amazing." I smiled up at him. "But I am far from being done with the two of you."
My daddy and my brother both looked at each other and then looked down at me.
"What do you want baby," daddy asked, "anything to make you happy."
"Yeah," my brother added, "anything to make you happy."
I smiled at both of them and then sat up. I looked at my brother who was stroking his cock and at daddy whose cock was still hard as a rock.
"I want you to lick my juices up," I said looking at my daddy and begging him with my eyes while trying to be verbally demanding. "I want you to lick them up off of Aaron's cock."
Daddy looked over at brothers cock with confusion in his eyes. I could tell this is something that neither of them even imagined. I looked back and forth between them, which they both considered the option I had just laid out on the table. Neither of them moved, nor did either of them want to be the first one to talk or make a move. I knew then and there that I was going to have to take matters into my own hands.
I climbed off of the bed, my pussy juice leaking down the side of my leg. It made me shiver slightly, as it had slightly lost its warmth. It made me want more, made me want them to fuck me, but I had other plans in mind. I was not going to back down from what I wanted.
"Daddy," I said as I got off the bed, "please stand here." I said, pointing to the spot that was right beside me. He nodded and did as I said, still holding a hint of confusion in his eyes.
"Now get on the bed Aaron," I said pointing to the place where he had laid earlier. He also did as I said. It made me smile watching him lay on his back in the middle of the bed, his once again hard cock pointing to the ceiling. I wanted to take it in my mouth and make him cum in my mouth again, but I needed to control myself.
I pressed myself against daddy's body and played with his cock in my hand. He let out a moan and I felt his cock twitch under my fingers. I knew that I had him just where I wanted him and that he would do whatever I wanted him to do. I loved knowing that I had that kind of power over both of the men in this room.
"Daddy," I looked up at him with innocent eyes that were begging softly. "Will you please suck Aaron's cock? I would love to get off to you taking his cum in your mouth."
Daddy leaned down and kissed me hard. It looked for a minute like he was going to protest but I begged him once again with my eyes. He nodded at me and began to crawl up onto the bed between Aaron's legs.
"I … I wouldn't know where to begin baby girl." He said looking up over at me as I stood by the side of the bed.
I climbed up on the bed and sat above Aaron's head. I looked down at daddy and gave him the best smile that I had. I was so happy that he was going to do this for me. I was going to help him out the best that I possibly could.
"Stroke his cock with your hands daddy," I commanded him, getting a chill from the feeling of power that was running through my entire body. "Relax and do it as if you were stroking you own cock."
Daddy reached out and took Aaron's cock into his hand. Slowly he began to stroke it. Aaron let out a slight moan as daddy's big rough hands stroked the length of his cock. I smiled up at daddy for doing such a good job and then down at Aaron who was enjoying every second of this.
"Yes daddy," I said with a slight moan, "Just like that. Stroke his cock nice and slow, get him ready for your mouth."
Daddy stroked Aaron's cock for a while, Aaron moaning and squirming underneath him. It made my pussy dripping wet. The bed was soaking wet where I was sitting. I wanted to play with myself so bad, but I held back the temptation.
"Moira," I heard my brother say my name between moaning. Before I could answer him though, he reached back and grabbed my hips, pulling me forward. Within a few second he had me sitting on his face and his tongue was digging into my wanting pussy.
"Oh fuck, yes," I screamed, "Lick that pussy, lick it good."
After a moment I locked eyes with daddy who was looking at Aaron eating my pussy. I could tell that he liked it because he began to stroke Aaron's cock harder and faster. Aaron was enjoying that for sure as he licked and sucked to keep up with Daddy.
"Suck his cock daddy," I begged as I pushed down into Aaron's face. I could feel the juice from my pussy dripping out all over his face and it got me so hot. "Please suck his cock daddy."
Daddy didn't even hesitate to my words. He lowered his mouth to Aaron's cock and took it in his mouth. I could feel Aaron moan against my pussy at how good daddy's mouth felt around his cock. It made all of his licks and sucks that much better.
"Yes," I moaned as I rode my brother face. "Yes, right there, oh my god yes. Make me cum big brother."
He licked harder and faster and reached up to stick his fingers in my pussy. My pussy stretched and welcomed his fingers. At the same time he began to buck his hips up into daddy's mouth. I knew that we were both on the edge of cumming and I wanted it so bad.
"Cum for daddy big brother, cum in our daddy's mouth." I cried out, lifting myself up straight and grabbing onto my tits.
My body tightened as I felt my orgasm rising to the surface. I could tell by the way he was moving that my brother was getting ready to cum as well. I thought about how amazing it would be to cum together. It felt like a bond no one else could top.
"I am going to cum," I screamed as he pushed me over the edge. I rode his face for a moment longer and then collapsed to the side of the bed. My body shook violently, I had not gotten off this hard twice in a row before, it was waring me out.
It was then that Aaron made this loud moaning noise and I could tell that he was cumming. Daddy pushed his mouth down all the way around Aaron's cock. Drinking every last drop of his sons cum.
I turned around and curled up against my brothers furnace of a body. He was warm and sticky and felt good in my arms. Once daddy was done, he moved to the other side of Aaron and curled his armed around both of us.
I do not remember much else before falling asleep, except thinking about how amazing my life was going to be and how in love I was.
I had two men, and life was perfect.
My brother had an interview the day after the night we all spent together. He impressed them so much that they hired him on the spot. I was excited when I heard the news, that meant he was going to get to stay and we were going to get to keep being together. I did not know how this was going to work. Having to share my time between my father and my brother, but I was going to make it work.
I wanted to be more happy with everything going on, but lately I had been feeling a little sick. I had not wanted to get out of bed and all I wanted to do was sleep. I figured I had just caught some stomach bug, those were always going around.
"So yeah, he is super amazing." I said to my friend back home. I told her that I met this amazing guy and that I have been having the time of my life. I did not mention that the man was my father, that would freak her out, but I had to tell someone about these feelings I was having.
"Maybe you are sick because you are pregnant," She said back, regarding me telling her that I had been feeling really sick lately. I just laughed at her, ignoring that it was even a possibility.
"Right and Brad Pitt is president." I laughed into the phone, laying myself back on my bed and looking up at the ceiling. This made me tired, and I hated it.
"Well I mean think about it," She began, "You have been feeling sick, you are tired, your body hurts, you have been having lots of unprotected sex. Sounds like you are pregnant to me girl."
"I need to go," I said quickly, hanging up the phone before she had a chance to say anything up. I sprang up in my bed and hurried to get dressed. I knew this could not be right I could not be pregnant, but I needed to be able to prove that to her. I wanted to be able to tell her that I took a test and that she was wrong. So I was going to go buy one.
I was cooking dinner when my dad and brother returned home from work. They were talking about things I knew nothing about and laughing. I was glad that they were getting along. Just a few weeks ago they were enemies. My brother wanted nothing to do with my dad and now it was like they were best friends. I did not want to sound big headed but I was happy that it was me that brought them together.
"Hello darling," my daddy said wrapping his arms around me from behind and kissing my neck. It was one of the greatest feelings in the world to be loved. I was his now and I did not want to be anything else. Things however were about to make a change, and I did not know if it was for the best or for the worst. I was scared to find out, but it was going to come out sooner or later.
"Hi daddy," I smiled as I turned around and kissed him. He wrapped his arms tighter around me but I pulled away. I was not sure how this worked, but I did not know if squeezing me tight was a good idea.
"What is the matter babygirl," My daddy said with a worried look in his eyes. I turned away from him and began to scoop food onto all of our plates. Turning around and avoiding eye contact with him, I placed the plates on the table.
"Dinner is ready," I said forcing a smile, "I made stir-fry. I hope you like it, its really one of the only things I know how to cook."
Daddy and Aaron sat down and began to eat. They both kept looking from me to each other. You could see the worry in their eyes, but I just could not bring myself to tell them the news. I was scared about how they were going to react.
"Okay," my brother said sternly as he pushed his plate away and leaned back in his chair. "What is going on Moira? You are acting strange, I know you. Something is up."
I tried to speak, I wanted to tell them, but I couldn't. Instead I got up from the table and went and locked myself in my room. My room was daddy's room as well, but I needed to be alone. I needed to think and figure some things out.
"Moira," a voice said as the door to the bedroom pushed open. I knew that I had locked it, but opening a locked bedroom door did not seem like the hardest task in all the world.
Looking up from the floor where I was sitting, resting my head on the end of the bed, I noticed my daddy. I had to look up to see because the two of them sounded so much alike. I stood up and sat on the end of the bed. Daddy took a seat next to me and wrapped his arms around me.
"I don't know if I am ready to talk about what is wrong," I said to daddy before he had the ability to ask me anything. He just nodded at me and gave me a look of understanding. I was glad that he had the ability to give me time with him. He never pressured me into anything I didn't want, not even if he wanted to know something.
He grabbed my chin with his hand and brought it up to his face and began to kiss me. I kissed him back hard and crawled onto his lap. I loved being pressed against his body. He made me feel like I was on fire. I wanted to feel it at all times. I never wanted to have to cool down, but I knew I needed to at times.
I decided that I could not wait another minute. I needed to tell him what I had found out. He wasn't giving me the best opportunities though. Before I knew it, he had laid me back onto the bed and was kissing down my neck. Before we went any further I needed to tell him. I did not know how any of this worked, what if what we were doing was going to hurt me. He needed to know, I had to tell him.
"Daddy wait," I said as I pushed him away from me enough to look him in the eyes. My eyes filled up with tears. I was terrified of what was about to happen next.
"What is it baby?" He asked me with a concerned look in his eyes. My heart broke with how I was making him feel. I was making him worried and I did not need to do that.
"I'm …. I'm …. I'm Pregnant Daddy," I said, looking away from him. I did not want to see the look in his eyes. Now that he knew, things could go a million different ways.
My heart skipped a beat when I felt daddy's lips touch my neck. I let out a slight moan, the pleasure that I had a few minutes ago was back full force. I looked up at him and he was smiling. I could not help but smile back at him. He looked so amazing when he smiled.
I did not argue or protest. I just let daddy kiss me all over. He kissed around my jaw and over my ears. He nibbled down my neck and bit around my collar bone. I felt chills run down my back and my body tightened up.
Soon daddy was taking my clothes off, so I repaid the favor by stripping him of all his clothes as well. Soon we were both naked, bodies pressed up against each other. My heart was beating out of my chest and I could tell that his was as well. It was in that moment that I realized that he loved me.
"I love you daddy," I whispered into his ear as he slowly slid into me. I gasped slightly as he pushed all the way into me.
This time the sex was different. It was like the first time. Daddy taking it slow with me, not making it faster or harder. He went slow and kissed me softly on the lips. He slid slowly into me hitting all of the right places. Scratching my fingers down his back he let out a moan.
"I love you so much baby girl," he whispered back into my ear. He began to move a little bit faster inside of me. I held onto his sides as he thrust into me hard but gently. I moaned loudly as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
"You feel so good inside of me daddy," I told him as he continued with hard even thrusts. It was another moment that I never wanted to end, but I knew that it wouldn't. Sure this time would end, and the next time would end but there would always be a next time. Daddy and I would always get to do this again and again for the rest of our lives.
"Oh daddy, right there," I told him as he hit that spot that always pushed me over the edge. His hard cock was pressed right up against it and I needed more of it. "Oh my god, I am cumming daddy."
My body rode the orgasm as I pushed up against his cock. Daddy did not tell me when he thrust hard into me one last time that he was cumming but I could feel it inside of me. His hot cum hitting my cervix. It made me shake just a little bit harder then I already was.
Daddy crawled off of me and laid beside me. He leaned in a kissed my cheek. I wrapped my arms around him and kissed his neck. I loved when my lips were pressed against his neck.
"Are you happy," I asked him, looking at him in the face. Our eyes held each others gaze for longer then I could remember ever looking at someone in the eyes. The feeling took my breath away.
"Happier then you could ever understand." He answered, kissing my forehead. "Happier then you could even know." He repeated one more time in a whisper.


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About The Course
It is often claimed that relativism, subjectivism and nihilism are typically
modern philosophical problems that emerge with the breakdown of traditional
values, customs and ways of life. The result is the absence of meaning,
the lapse of religious faith, and feeling of alienation that is so widespread
in modernity.
The Danish thinker Søren Kierkegaard (1813-55) gave one of the most penetrating analyses of this complex phenomenon of modernity. But somewhat surprisingly he seeks insight into it not in any modern thinker but rather in an ancient one, the Greek philosopher Socrates.
Frequently Asked Questions
- Will I get a Statement of Accomplishment after completing this class?
Yes. Students who successfully complete the class will receive a Statement of Accomplishment signed by the instructor.
- What resources will I need for this class?
For this course, all you need is an Internet connection, and the time to read, write, discuss, and enjoy the texts and thoughts and ideas of Søren Kierkegaard.
Recommended Background
No prior knowledge of Kierkegaard is required. The course will be on an advanced undergraduate level, and it will be an advantage for students to have some prior knowledge or idea about the history of philosophy.
For students who wish to dig deeper than what is presented in video-presentations, texts, and assignments there will be supplementary readings for all course modules.

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BELGRADE (FIBA Basketball World Cup 2019 European Qualifiers) - Serbia calmed some nerves with a critical win over Greece to conclude the fifth window of the FIBA Basketball World Cup 2019 European Qualifiers but know there will be plenty of pressure on them come February when they play their last two games in order to qualify for China.
Serbia headed into Monday's game walking on eggshells after a 83-74 loss to Israel last Friday. But Group L's last results of this past window turned out to be just right for Serbian supporters. Not only did their team end a run of three losses in four games with an 84-61 victory at home over Greece but meanwhile Georgia scored a 71-69 overtime win at home over Israel. It means the Serbs need one victory in their final two games to reach the World Cup .
'We watched the game between Georgia and Israel. But you know we aren't paying that much attention to other games,' admitted Serbian big man Miroslav Raduljica as the Georgia-Israel game ended before Serbia's encounter with Greece started.
'We all knew what happened there, thanks to Georgia. But, we had our challenge, we needed to win,' added Stefan Jovic.
'When I get back to Malaga, I will take Shermadini to lunch,' joked Serbian guard Dragan Milosavljevic about his Unicaja Malaga teammate Giorgi Shermandini, who had 10 points and 10 rebounds in Georgia's win over Israel.
Milosavljevic was happy to see a better display by Serbia just days after their loss to Israel.
'It was hard to lose against Israel. That loss was really painful,' said Milosavljevic. '(Against Greece) We played a little bit better. In some moments we looked good, in some not that good. And that is normal. It's hard to make a team in three days, get the chemistry and good game. But, we won very important game.'
Raduljica was a bit more lighthearted following the win over Greece when looking back on the loss to Israel.
'We want to win every game, and I hope we will do that. Sometimes it doesn't happen and there is a little pressure,' he offered. When asked a follow-up question of 'Like after Israel?', he answered: 'That's why we play. It would be boring without pressure. See you in February!'
The Serbian players thanked the crowd at Aleksandar Nikolic Hall in Belgrade for being a major boost against Greece.
'The crowd was amazing, of course. It was beautiful playing here. The good thing about these windows is that the fans can see us, but also for us to play in front of them, which we like very much and is always beautiful,' Raduljica said.
'In every game during these windows, it was great,' Milosavljevic said of the crowds. 'We all enjoy playing in that kind of atmosphere. We all enjoy playing for the national team. We have a good chemistry, the guys are great. That is why we had all those results for so many years.'
'THE CROWD WAS AMAZING, OF COURSE. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL PLAYING HERE. THE GOOD THING ABOUT THESE WINDOWS IS THAT THE FANS CAN SEE US, BUT ALSO FOR US TO PLAY IN FRONT OF THEM, WHICH WE LIKE VERY MUCH AND IT ALWAYS BEAUTIFUL.'- Raduljica
Serbia, runners-up at the last World Cup in 2014, have two more games in which to book their ticket to China 2019, which would be their fourth straight appearance in the global spectacle.
In the sixth and final window of the Qualifiers, Aleksandar Djordjevic's men will play at already-eliminated Estonia on February 21 and then host Israel on February 24. They have the upper hand for third place in the group with a 6-4 record, with Georgia (5-5) and Israel (4-6) behind them. Georgia, meanwhile, play away at Greece and then welcome Estonia, while Israel host Germany before finishing their campaign at Serbia.
The Serbs know winning their first game in February at Estonia would lock up their ticket to China 2019.
'WE NEED A WIN IN ESTONIA SO WE DON'T THINK ABOUT THE GAME AGAINST ISRAEL WITH PRESSURE, BUT ONLY TO SAY GOODBYE TO OUR FANS BEFORE WE GO TO CHINA.'- Bircevic
'Estonia will not be playing for the World Cup, but they will play at home. Our focus is on that game, of course,' said Jovic.
Serbian center Stefan Bircevic, for his part, said: 'We need a win in Estonia so we don't think about the game against Israel with pressure, but only to say goodbye to our fans before we go to China.'


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Our Social Action Committee is happy to report that the Cedars congregation generously demonstrated its commitment to a better world with a donation of $685 to University Beyond Bars to help with their education programs in January (the UBB Graduating Class of 2018 is pictured above).
In February, the committee's Heart to Heart drive sent 13 large bags of items ranging from kitchen essentials to clothing for women and children to the YWCA ALIVE shelter for those escaping domestic abuse. The YWCA staff was thrilled. The Social Action Committee thanks all of you for your heartfelt generosity.


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what is water cement ratio m10,m15,m20,m25,m30,m35m,m40.. Answer / yogesh Generally the water cencement ratio varies from 0.4 to 0.8, It depends on grade of concrete as the grade of concrete increases w/c ratio bcome less.
Nov 03, 2012· IS 456-2000 has designated the concrete mixes into a number of grades as M10, M15, M20, M25, M30, M35 and … strongly the aggregate-cement ratio for the desired … » More detailed proportion of all grade of cement concrete ie. m5 to m80 – Civil …
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Jul 22, 2018· Grade of concrete construction is selected based on structural design requirements. There are two types of concrete mixes, nominal mix and design mix.
M40 grade stands for it's a mix of concrete with a characteristic compressive strength of 40 N/mm 2.The mix design procedure for M40 grade concrete as per ACI Method is discussed.
Following is a simple method used by engineers to calculate cement, sand and aggregate to produce different grade of concrete like M5, M7.5, M10, M15 and M20. if you don't want to learn the math involved in the design, you can use the table given at the end of the article to produce different grade of concrete.
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Water – Cement Ratio Method of Proportioning Concrete. According to the water – cement ratio law given by Abram as a result of many experiments, the strength of well compacted concrete with good workability is dependent only on the ratio.
The mix design M-50 grade (Using Admixture –Sikament) provided here is for reference purpose only. Actual site conditions vary and thus this should be adjusted as per the location and other factors.
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M10 is a lean concrete, M10 concrete is the strength offered by the concrete cube of 150mm dimension after 28 days,where strength is 10 N/mm2. M10 grade concrete have ratio of 1:3:6 in which it have 1 part of cement:3 part of sand: 6 parts of aggregate.
Ration used in M10 concrete is 1:3:6 1 Cement, 3 Sand & 6 Aggregate.
Aug 11, 2016· IS 456-2000 has designated the concrete mixes into a number of grades as M10, M15, M20, M25, M30, M35 and M40. In this designation the letter M refers to the mix and the number to the specified 28 day cube strength of mix in N/mm2.
Concrete Mix design of M5, M7.5, M10, M15, M20, M25, M30 and higher grades of concrete is calculated as below: The procedure for finding the different grades of concrete mixes are same. The below mentioned method can be applied to any grade of concrete by changing the values.
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c) Maximum water-cement ratio and/or maximum cement content to give adequate durability for the particular site conditions d) Maximum cement content to avoid shrinkage cracking due to temperature cycle in mass concrete. compaction and curing.
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Grade of As per Mix ratio by wt concrete IS: 1970 Cement Fine Coarse Max size of aggregat aggregat graded M10 M15 M20 M25 M30 M35 M40 M45 M50 M55 M60 M65 M70 M75 M80 The acceptance criteria as per new code is : a) fm ≥ fck + 0.825 x s or (fck +4) MPa, whichever is greater .. bls_2033_1979.pdf.
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Concrete mix ratio December 8, 2017 Prasiddha Concrete, Construction 0 We all know that on mixing cement with sand, stone/aggregates and water, a paste will form which can be used to bind the building materials together.
Concrete Mix ratio design is a process of selecting suitable ingredients and determining their relative proportions with the objective of producing concrete of having certain minimum workability, strength and durability as economically as possible.
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Ducati 750 TT1
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Four stroke, 90°"L"twin cylinder, SOHC, desmodromic 2 valves
per cylinder, belt driven
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The TT2 and later TT1. These spectacular machines were similar to Tony
Rutter's four-time World TT2 Championship-winning TT2 racers. Modeled closely
after the factory TT2, the production version also featured a 597cc engine using
special two-ring Borgo pistons (weighing only 408 grams). Valve sizes were 41mm
and 35mm, and racing camshafts provided 11mm of intake valve lift and 10.5mm of
exhaust valve lift. The crankshaft and con-rods were highly polished, with a new
steel clutch and straight-cut primary gears.
The clutch was a cable-operated wet type similar to the street bike. All TT2s
were fitted with an oil cooler—the 1982 version had a cylinder head bypass,
while the 1983 TT2 received a full-flow cooling system with stainless-steel
lines. 1983 TT2s also had a steering damper. All TT2s came with an electric
start. Ignition was the usual Bosch BTZ, with the battery situated in the
The compact Verlicchi frame with cantilever rear suspension was shared with
the factory bikes, as was the racing Marzocchi fork with magnesium fork legs and
adjustable rebound damping. The Marzocchi rear shock had a remote reservoir and
adjustment for both compression and rebound damping. Wheels were magnesium
Campagnolo, 2.15 x 18-inch and 2.50 x 18- inch in 1982, with a wider 3.50 x
16-inch front and 3.50 x 18-inch rear for 1983. Brakes were 05 Brembo Gold
Series with fully floating disc rotors.
For 1984, a factory 750 kit was available to transform the TT2 into a 750
before a limited run of TT1 replicas was constructed. These were basically the
earlier TT2 fitted with a 748cc engine. The Valve sizes were identical. These
catalog racers were heavily based on the Tony Rutter 1984 TT1.
The Verlicchi frame was the same except for a wider aluminum cantilever
swingarm to accommodate the wider wheels. The Marzocchi fork and Brembo brakes
were shared with the TT2, but an outboard countershaft sprocket allowed for the
larger-section 18-inch rear tire, with an endurance-style quick-change assembly.
This allowed the disc and caliper to stay in the swingarm as the wheel and
sprocket were removed. The front wheel was still a 16-inch.
While largely unappreciated, except by the cognoscenti, the diminutive TT2
and TT1 were among the finest of all catalog Ducatis. In many ways they
epitomized Taglioni's philosophy of maximum performance through light weight and
simplicity. There was nothing superfluous on the TT, with function determining
the form of every component.
Source Ducati author Ian Falloon