My name is Clarke.
No, it's not Clarke Gable, and not Clarke Kent either.
Although my mother always said that she would have loved to have had me as Clarke Gable's love child. She thought he was so hot in the movie, Gone With The Wind.
Dad always laughed when she said that. He thought it was our in house joke. I don't think he ever saw the wistful look on mum's face that showed she meant it.
Anyway, My name is Clarke Jones.
I'm forty two now. A widower, and retired.
I started a small company straight out of high school, and built it up into a large successful business.
Two and a half years ago my beautiful wife, Jessica, died. It was the result of a very fast and aggressive cancer. Within three months of her diagnosis we had lost her. Our daughter, Jasmine was shattered. Jazz was only fifteen and a half. Her and Jessica had been very close. I was miserable for a long time. I lost interest in my business. I sold it, and retired.
Now I dedicate my life to looking after my daughter. Although to hear some people tell it, Jasmine has dedicated her life to looking after me. I guess we have both dedicated ourselves to looking after each other.
I had started to write a fictitious story about the love between a man like me, with a daughter like Jasmine. I actually had the story half written when I showed it to Jazz. She read it and said it would make interesting reading.
Then she told me that she believed the real story of her and me would interest readers even more. She convinced me to shelve the fictional story for now, and write this one instead.
I hope she was right. I have found over the years that she normally is.
Jazz is eighteen now, and every bit as beautiful as her mother was. Jasmine was Jessica's Mini Me.
They were both about five foot six, both with long thick honey blonde hair, and with blue eyes, both had the same stunning hourglass figure. The only difference was that Jasmine has got slightly smaller and more peaky breasts, while her mother had big round breasts.
It was late afternoon and I was sitting at the kitchen table still reading the morning paper, when Jasmine arrived home.
"Hey Dad, I want your help with something." She said, by way of hello.
"Hello Sweetie, How was your day today? It's so lovely to see you, I've really missed you." I said with sarcastic emphasis.
"OOOPS, I'm so sorry Daddy, I do love you, and I really do hope you've had a wonderful morning." Jasmine came around the table and threw a leg over me, straddling my hips so she was facing me. Then she reached forward and gave me a big smoochy kiss on the lips.
Ever since she was a baby, Jasmine has always preferred to sit straddled over my hips, and facing me. While other little girls want to sit across their dad's lap, or on his legs with their back to him, Jazz has always wanted to sit facing me.
I remembered a night, when Jazz was about fourteen years old, Jessica had remarked to me, "The way that girl sits on you shows how totally in love with you she is. I can tell you now, the day will come when our daughter will make love to you!"
I had looked at my wife, "Are you out of your fucking mind? She is our daughter. All little girls love their dads."
"Not like this one loves you, Honey." my wife had said seriously "Trust me, Honey. Our daughter doesn't just love you. She is in love with you."
I told Jessica she was crazy. Jessica had responded with, "Honey, trust me. When our daughter is old enough to want a man in her life, she will want you to be that man."
"Baby, You make it sound like you would actually approve. Are you actually suggesting that you would be OK sharing me with our own daughter?"
Jessica came across and kissed me, passionately. "I could only ever bear to share you with Jazz, Honey. I could never bear to share you with anybody else." she'd continued with. "You are the most beautiful, loving man I have ever known, and I could no more deny our daughter that love than I could deny myself of it."
From the way she had said it, I swear she meant it.
Reluctantly, I dragged my mind back to the present. "I'm sorry, Sweetie. My mind went on walkabout." I said, "Now, what did you need, I'm sure I'll be happy to help."
"Daddy, I need to organize a vacation to Spain."
"Well, that's fine. You can do that."
"No. I need to do it for both of us, you and me, Daddy."
"Just what you would need on a vacation to Spain, Sweetie" I said, "A miserable old fart like me escorting you around. Scaring off all those handsome young Spanish bull fighters"
"Daddy, you are not a miserable, old fart. You're a good looking hunk of a man."
I looked at my daughter, speechless. Sort of blinking, like a deer in the headlights.
"I'm sorry Daddy, but it's true. You are hot, and I would much rather sleep with you than some poncy bullfighter."
"Sweetie, I don't know what to say," I paused for a few seconds, "Do I say thank you? Do I berate you for being a perverted wench? How do I respond to a statement like that?"
I think the mention of being perverted hurt her feelings. I saw the tears spring up in her eyes, and trickle down her cheeks.
I immediately felt like a lousy shit. I wrapped her in my arms and gently kissed her. "Baby, I'm sorry. You just shared your deepest feelings with me, from the bottom of your heart, and I hurt your feelings. Please forgive me. I love you too much to ever want to hurt you."
I continued, "I know I should be flattered to be loved so much, especially by such a beautiful young woman."
Jasmine hugged me close. Too close. I could feel her pressing herself against my crotch, and feel myself respond. I had to make space between us. I stood up and released her from my arms and stepped back, "So, when were you planning this vacation for?" I asked.
My daughter stepped up to me and wrapped her arms around me again, "I was hoping to go in about a month, but I do need you with me." She was hugging me close. Pressing her body to mine in a way that forced her pelvis to press against my manhood.
My cock was responding to the pressure she was putting on it. My voice was husky when I answered her, "OK. If that is what you want"
"It is." Jasmine said, then reached up and kissed me gently on the lips before releasing me and stepping back. "Can I max out your credit card to book our holidays, Daddy?" She said the daddy in a breathy whisper that stirred my cock.
My God, what was my daughter doing to me. I had never before felt my lust stir for my own child like this.
Normally, Jasmine and I get the house to ourselves during the week, and then it becomes a teenage drop in center all weekend long, from Friday afternoon till Sunday night. All her friends turn up and make themselves at home, camping and partying all over the place.
I'm not complaining. A dozen half naked teenage girls romping around the house. It's like living the life of a rock star.
The weekend after our conversation Jasmine rushed in at about four on Friday afternoon. She was alone for a change. Jasmine raced straight up to me and threw her arms around my neck. Pressing herself firmly against me she kissed me, and then tipped her head back to look up at me. "Hello Daddy, How was your day?"
"Better now that you're home!" I said, and I meant every word.
Ever since she had turned eighteen she had greeted me in a similar fashion. All pretense of innocence was gone. She had started making it a point to hold her body tightly against mine until she felt my body respond. She would not release me until she felt me respond to her.
I was starting to become accustomed to it. God help me. I was actually starting to welcome it. It felt good to have my daughter give me an erection. I felt good, knowing that she wanted to feel that erection as proof of her ability to arouse me. Thinking about it again, reminded me of the conversation I had with her mother, Jessica, some years ago. "The day will come when our daughter will make love to you."
Had my wife been right? was my daughter actually in love with her own father?
About half past six that evening I went out to the back deck and fired up the BBQ.
It was a beautiful warm summer evening. I enjoyed the view over the valley below and remembered the days when Jessica and I would come out here and BBQ our dinners. Often we would both be wearing only one of the sarongs that she had bought while we were on a trip to Indonesia. The sarongs wrapped around our waists, leaving our top half bare.
I missed those days. I missed my wife terribly.
I heard Jazz quietly padding bare footed across the deck behind me. "Daddy, I've brought you out a beer." she said.
When I turned around, I gasped. My little girl was wearing only one of her mother's sarongs, wrapped around her waist, just like her mother used to do. As I reached for my beer I looked at my daughters naked breasts, "My God Jazz, You look absolutely amazing!" I stared at her in awe "You remind me so much of your mother."
Jasmine spread her arms wide, thrusting her breasts forward a little towards me. Openly inviting me to look at her. "Do you like me like this, Daddy? Do I please you?"
I stared at her, slack jawed, lost for words. "I take that to be a yes, Daddy." She giggled
She came up to me and hugged me. Pressing her naked breasts against my chest. "Is the meat ready? I'm starving" she said.
The uncontrolled thought popped into my head, 'my meat is ready'.
While we sat on the deck, eating, Jasmine said, "I have some news for you."
I looked at her expectantly.
"I have booked our holiday to Spain!" Jasmine said
I looked at my daughter, "You still haven't told me. Why Spain, Sweetie? Wanting to get in touch with your mothers roots?"
Jessica's parents were both Spanish. They had moved to Australia after they married, about a year before Jessica was born.
Jazz smiled at me, "Something like that. A secret Abuelita told me. I will tell you all about it, when the time is right."
Jazz had always called her grandma Abuelita, a Spanish word for grandmother.
Jazz said, "We are booked to fly out in exactly twenty eight days."
Jazz's phone rang, she picked it up and answered with, "Hey, Jazz here, Who wants me?"
"Oh, hey Gina! You are? Excellent. Daddy and I are on the back deck. If you hurry there may still be a steak left."
"Dad, Gina's here. I hope you don't mind."
"Of course I don't mind." I said
Gina was eighteen, her and Jazz had their birthdays only two weeks apart. However, unlike Jazz's five foot six, Gina was only about four foot six. She was so slim I could probably wrap my arms around her twice. Her breasts were only small. I'm only guessing, but I don't think they would have been no bigger than an A cup.
She did however have a very cute bubble butt, which I very much enjoyed looking at.
Gina came through the house onto the deck. She made a bee line for me, giving me a hug and a kiss, "How's my favorite Daddy?"
I bent down and wrapped one hand around her tiny bubble butt and the other around her back, and I picked her up off the ground and hugged her tightly to me
"I'm great," I said, "and how is my favorite little Baby?"
"Daddy, you are squishing my little boobies!" she giggled.
"I'm sorry, Baby, but I like squishing your little boobies." I said, parroting her words "They feel so nice squished against me."
"Daddy, stop teasing me and put me down." she giggled, as she gently slapped me on the shoulder
Gina moved to Jasmine and kissed her full on the lips, and I swear I saw their tongues joined together in a dance. She stepped back from Jazz and looked her up and down. "WOW! I'm guessing this is Progress?" she said, indicating what Jazz was wearing.
I heard Jazz shush her quietly. What was that about? I wondered.
"I don't suppose you guys have a spare sarong that I can borrow?" Gina asked.
"C'mon. Lets give Daddy a show" Jazz giggled, then grabbed Gina's hand and rushed inside.
A couple of minutes later both girls came back out onto the deck. Gina was now similarly attired to Jazz and I. Her sarong was tied as low on her hips as she could do it without it falling down.
Gina was a natural redhead, and as such had alabaster skin, with a sprinkling of freckles.
Her breasts were tiny, and topped with delicate pink nipples.
I couldn't help but to think that she was a hot little package.
The two of them did their best to imitate a native Balinese dance. It was very enjoyable, having two nubile young ladies dancing half naked, just for me.
Later, when Jasmine and I were clearing up the deck, and Gina was in the kitchen doing the washing up, I remembered seeing their greeting kiss. I asked my daughter, "So, have you and Gina become romantically involved now?"
"Would you be disappointed in me if we were, Daddy?" she asked with a concerned look.
"Absolutely not." I said, "I just noticed that the kiss you two shared was not even remotely platonic. Not like they used to be"
"Daddy, you know that Gina and I are besties. We have been since grade school. And yes, these days we have started to give each other some sexual gratification, but I'm not a lesbian, if that is what you are thinking." Jasmine looked at me, "I'm not sure about Gina, I know she's never had a boyfriend. I don't know if she has a man she would be interested in, apart from you of course."
"Of course." I said, with a chuckle, "all your girlfriends have the hots for me, they can't help it."
Jazz rolled her eyes, and continued, "I'm still hanging out to get that special man for myself. Who knows, he may be open minded enough to let me have a woman on the side, or, he may even like sharing her with me."
I couldn't help but to think that he would be a very lucky man indeed.
The next three weeks flew by. The weekends were rock star heaven. As usual, Jasmine invited all her girlfriends over. All weekend, every weekend the house was a mass of half naked girls, and of course some boyfriends too. I noticed that none of the boys showed a sexual interest in either Jasmine or Gina. One day I walked past Jasmine's bedroom and the door was slightly ajar. Glancing in, I saw both girls naked on the bed, and Jasmine had her face buried between Gina's thighs, gently lapping her pussy. Before moving on to my room, I marveled at how beautiful the two of them looked together.
The next morning I actually asked Jasmine, "Did you want Gina to come to Spain with us?"
"No Daddy, I have my plans for Spain totally mapped out."
On one of those weekends before we left I managed to walk in on one of Jasmine's girlfriends taking her boyfriend doggy style over my favorite lounge chair. She looked up at me and silently mouthed "So Sorry." Then going bright red with embarrassment she shoving her face into a cushion to stifle an orgasmic moan.
I just smiled and walked on through.
Damn, I missed being young and wild. I still remembered the time Jessica and I got caught by the cops. We were fucking on a picnic table at one of the local parks. I'm pretty sure that was the night when Jasmine was conceived. The cops waited patiently till Jessica and I finished, then wrote us a ticket for being indecently attired in a public place. That was the best one hundred bucks I ever spent.
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Twenty eight days later Jazz and I were headed to the airport. Jazz was like a giddy schoolgirl on her first big trip. I guess it actually was her first really big trip. We had been to Indonesia a couple of times, back before Jessica had died, but nothing recently. I still did not know what Jasmine's secret reason was for choosing Spain for our vacation. Although I had overheard her talking to her grandmother a few times. She always went quiet as soon as she noticed I was nearby.
We arrived at the airport at Malaga, Costa Del Sol, and went through customs. Once out at the taxi rank Jasmine handed a taxi driver a note. He read the note, then looked back at Jasmine with a raised eyebrow. She nodded, and waved him with her hands to indicate he should drive. I looked at my daughter with a quizzical expression. She winked at me.
About an hour out of Malaga we came to a resort on the Andalucian coast. I can't speak a lot of Spanish but the billboard showed a naked man and woman holding hands. Surely my daughter has not booked us into a nudists resort? She has got to be kidding? I looked at Jasmine. "Jazz. I don't speak much Spanish but I swear that entry sign just said clothing not required except in restaurants."
Jasmine grinned at me, "mmhhhmmm, isn't it great?" She took my hand, "It's OK, Daddy. You can wear shorts if you're shy."
We were booked into a small bungalow. Built of heavy stone to keep out the hot Mediterranean summer sun. It had a large front patio area, with big timber rafters that supported a huge grape vine to help keep the patio cool and shaded in summer.
Inside, there was an open living area with a small kitchenette, a small dining table, and several large Spanish style lounges. The bungalow was completed by a small bathroom, and two double bedrooms.
"Well, this is lovely. Pick a bedroom Daddy, overlooking the pool, or the village."
"I'm a gentleman Sweetie, Ladies choice."
"OK, I'll take the village side." Jazz said, picking up her case and heading for her room.
I picked up me case and headed for the other side. I deposited my case on the bed and opened it.
I couldn't help thinking that I had way too many clothes for a no clothes resort. What on earth was my daughter thinking?
I pulled out a pair of shorts and changed into them. Jasmine giggled from the doorway.
I turned around, and my jaw dropped open, my daughter stood before me, totally naked.
The first thing that I noticed that my daughter had waxed or shaved her pubic area completely bare.
"My God Daddy, I was kidding when I said you could wear shorts," she giggled, "This is a nudist resort, and we are in the twenty first century. It's time for you to man up!"
"Really, Sweetie. Do I have to?"
"Yes Daddy, You do!"
I stood there looking at her. Waiting for her to leave. "Come on, Daddy. You are wasting daylight."
She leaned against the door frame, waiting. Watching.
I was going as red as a beetroot. Slowly I reached down and undid my shorts.
I looked up to see if she was gone. No such luck. I had her undivided attention.
I slid the shorts down. I heard a small gasp come from the doorway.
Looking up I was surprised to see her staring blatantly at my cock. Which, for whatever reason, was now standing at half mast. "MMMM, very nice, Daddy. Now, C'mon."
Together we made our way down to the swimming pool. We slipped into the water and made our way over to the swim up bar.
"Buenas tardes senor. ¿Qué puedo conseguir para ti y la joven?" said the barman
"I'm sorry, do you speak English?" I asked
"But of course Sir. Please, what can I get for my friend and his beautiful young lady this afternoon." The barman said in very good English.
"Surprise us!" I said "Give us what the locals would drink."
"Many would drink wine, but many also like to drink Sangria. Sangria is especially nice on these warm summer afternoons."
"Thank you." I said, "Then Sangria it is, Por Favor."
"El placer es mío, señor"
Once we had our drinks we settled down to enjoy the warm summer afternoon. The Sangria was refreshing, and easy to drink
"Dad?" my daughter was looking at me.
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Can I ask you a personal question? About you and mum?"
"Sure Sweetie."
"Did the two of you ever get into anything, um, you know? kinky?"
"Not really, Your mother and I did once have a very short, light hearted, conversation about sharing. She admitted that the only person she could ever bear to share me with was you. Anybody else would have just made her too jealous." I looked at my daughter, "It was never really meant to be a serious conversation."
Jazz looked at me as if she knew something I didn't, but she said nothing.
After some time in the pool I moved out and stretched out on a poolside lounge.
After a couple of Sangrias and some sunshine, I guess I fell asleep.
I awoke to find myself pinned down on the lounge. I opened my eyes to find Jasmine straddling my hips. My bare, hard, cock pressed tightly against her bare vagina. Her hands pressing down on my chest, with her fingertips drawing little circles in my chest hairs.
My daughter leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Daddy, we need to talk."
"Sweetie, you need to get off me."
"Daddy, please, I need to talk to you."
I tried to buck her off me. Then quickly realized that was a bad idea. I was thrusting my rock hard cock up against her bare vagina.
"Daddy, Please listen to me." She looked down at me, a look of pleading on her face. "PLEASE"
I relaxed back into the lounger "OK."
"Daddy, When mum was dying, she and I talked quite a lot. She told me that for as long as she could remember, I had always been in love with you. Not just loving you as a father, but as a man. She made me promise that I would not let you become a lonely old man. That, when the time came, if you didn't move on by yourself, that I would take care of you just as she would have done." Jazz looked down at me, "You know what she was saying, don't you?"
I nodded, remembering my conversations with Jessica. "One day our daughter will want to make love to you." she had said, "When that time comes, accept the gift of love that is offered to you. The love she brings to you is not just hers, it is mine as well."
"I gave you every opportunity, Daddy. I gave you time to move on by yourself. I waited two and a half years while I came to legal age. During that time I introduced you to all my girlfriends, and to their mothers if they were single. I took you to markets, and shopping malls and anywhere else I could think of where good looking women hung out. You never looked at any of them."
"None of them were your mother, Sweetie."
"And I can't be my mother either, Daddy, but she did give birth to me, só that makes me half her." Jazz bent down and kissed me. "Daddy, could you love a girl who is half my mum?"
"Jasmine, I'm your father, do you know what you are asking?"
"Yes, you are my father, and you are also the most beautiful man I know."
She looked down into my face. With a very serious expression on her face she said.
"Mum would not want you to continue being lonely. She would want you to be happy. Don't you think you could be happy with me Daddy."
I looked up into my daughter's face, she was looking back down into my face. A look of love shining down at me, so very much like her mother. So very much like my loving Jessica.
I couldn't help myself. I pulled her head down and claimed my daughters mouth with my own. I drove my tongue into her mouth tasting her sweet mouth, swirling my tongue around hers. Our lips mashed tightly together, almost bruising each other. We devoured each other. We continued to devour each others mouths. Neither one of us wanted to come up for air.
"Daddy, Do you want to know why I chose Spain?"
"Yes. I do."
"Abuelita, and Abuelo, are first cousins. Abuelita told me that there is no law against incestuous relationships in Spain. As long as it is between consenting adults."
Jazz looked down at me. "Daddy, I consent to being made love to by that very special man I've been waiting for. Please, will you make love to me, Daddy?"
I looked into my little girl's eyes "Sweetie, I'm serious now. Do you really know what you are asking me? Once we do it, it cannot be undone."
"Yes, I'm asking that special man I have waited for all my life to make love to me. I want you Daddy. I will only ever want you." she smiled down at me, "and here, in Spain, you can legally have me, marry me, give me your babies. All of it is legal here. And I offer it all to you, if you want it."
"I want it. I want you. I love you, Jasmine." I said
"Daddy, You know I have waited for you?. You know I'm still a virgin, don't you?"
"I looked up at her, "Really?"
"AH HA, would you like to take me back to our bungalow and fix that little problem for me?"
"Please, Sweetie, Yes I would."
Still straddling my hips Jazz signaled a waiter. "Por favor. Could you please bring us a robe?"
"Of course, senorita, one moment, please."
"I think you may need to cover yourself for the walk back to the bungalow Daddy." Jazz giggled.
"Thank you Sweetie, I think you may be right." I was still very conscious of the raging hard on I had, still pressing up against my daughters bare vagina. A bare vagina which right now felt very wet to me.
When the waiter returned with the robe, Jasmine got up off me, exposing my rock hard cock for all the world to see. After I wrapped the robe around myself my daughter extended her hand to me, and hand in hand, we walked back to our bungalow, with my rampant cock forming a noticeable tent in the cloth. Those guests who saw us did not need to wonder where we were going, or why.
Once back in our bungalow Jasmine led me straight into her double room and closed the door.
With the door closed my daughter turned and slipped into my arms. Standing there in the room we looked into each others faces, Jasmine slipped one hand behind my head and pulled me down for a kiss. We kissed gently, lovingly for several minutes. Then my daughter released my mouth and whispered, "Daddy, make love to me. Please turn your little girl into your woman.
I bent and captured her mouth again, not softly, not gently, but hungrily. In desperate need to possess my little girl in every way. Slowly we shuffled backwards until we fell back onto the bed. I kissed my way down her neck. Sucked at her neck, and nibbled it, and licked it. "Mark me Daddy, Possess me."
I sucked hungrily at her neck. I marked her as my own. I kissed, sucked, and nibbled my way down her body. I sucked and licked each of her breasts. Feeling her arch up to press her breasts into my mouth. Nibbling at her nipples until she begged me to stop. I licked and sucked at her indented little belly button. Making her squirm. Like her mother, my little girl's belly button would get her wet, and almost take her to orgasm. She squirmed, and she bucked. Her breathing got more and more rapid and ragged. Then when I felt her hands on my head, I knew it was time. I moved down and lapped at the copious flow of juices pouring from her pussy. Slurping, sucking, and drinking from her sweet virgin fountain. Until finally her hands found my head and pressed me into her core. Her hips bucking up to meet me. Her desperate cries for release telling me she was ready. I wrapped my mouth around her clitoris and sucked on it, flicking my tongue back and forth across the tip. Until she bucked her hips up, her butt completely off the bed. Her thighs, like a vise, wrapped tightly around my head. She screamed her release, pumping jet after jet of her pussy juices into my greedy mouth. I couldn't drink it all, not even close, but I tried. As she came down she just kept whispering softly "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,"
I held her hips, gently blowing little kissed on her pussy. Gently kissing and licking her thighs. I slid one hand up and gently caressed her tummy. Slowly I let her come back down to earth, let her return to reality. "Oh my God, Daddy, Oh my God." I looked up at her, she looked down at me, "Daddy." she whispered again, before reaching down to hold my head and guide me up her body.
My daughter wrapped her arms around my back, and held me tight. She was kissing my face, tasting herself on my face. Kissing my mouth and exploring inside my mouth with her tongue to capture the taste of herself in my mouth.
Her hand slowly reached down and slid between us. I felt her wrap her fingers around my cock, and guide it. She was rubbing the head of my cock against her lips, lubricating it.
Then while she wrapped her legs around my waist, she whispered in my era, "Daddy, make me your woman.
I slowly, gently slid the head of my cock into my daughters tight virgin pussy.
I heard her moan with discomfort. "Ssshhh, Baby, relax for me. Allow yourself to open to me.
"mmm, it's ok Daddy, you aren't hurting me."
I eased myself further into her tight confines, feeling her tightness gripping the head of my cock. "Are you ready Sweetie? Do you want to become my woman?"
"Oh God, Yes Daddy, Yes Please Daddy." she whispered, "Make me yours, Daddy. I want to belong to you always."
I pushed my cock slowly forward, filling her a little at a time. Each time she flinched or gasped I would stop and give her time to adjust. Then I was fully sheathed inside her all encompassing heat. Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around me, and after only a moments hesitation her hips bucking gently up to meet me.
My little girl was now my woman. "Daddy, this feels so good, I feel so good, I love you Daddy."
"And I love you too, Sweetie." I said, as I slowly, gently thrust into the tight vagina of the young woman who used to be my little girl. "Um Sweetie, I didn't ask, are you on the pill?"
"Oh Daddy, You silly man. I planned this trip." she said with a grin, "I had an IUD fitted before we left home."
She heard me breath a sigh of relief, "But I have no intention of keeping it for too long. I am going to want to have your babies."
We managed to make love long enough for Jasmine to have another orgasm, by which time I was ready to burst. "Baby, Daddy needs to cum."
"MMMMM, Cum for me Daddy, fill my womb with your seed!" she said, as she wrapped her legs tightly around me and held me deep within her.
"OOOOHHHHH FUCK, OOHHH, OOOHHH, OOOO sssshhhh." I had not had such an intense orgasm in, I cannot remember how long. Jasmine made sure to squeeze every last drop of cum out of me before unlocking her legs from around my waist.
We both collapsed and basked in the afterglow, me still sheathed inside my daughter.
"Daddy, I'm not your little girl any more, I'm now officially your woman."
"Sweetie, You will always be my Little Girl" I told her.
I felt movement, then a loud "OOOWWWWWW."
I was instantly brought back to reality. I was lying naked on a bed, wrapped in the arms of my equally naked daughter. A daughter I had just a short time ago made passionate love to. I felt wonderful, The world felt right again. I opened my eyes and looked straight into the lovely blue eyes of my beautiful daughter gazing back at me, "Are you ok, Sweetie?" I asked
"I'm wonderful Daddy, but I think my poor little pussy is broken!"
"I could kiss it better, if you'd like me to." I said.
"EEEWWWW. Daddy" she squealed, "It'll be all crusty and yucky. I think a hot shower might be the best thing for it. Would you come and wash it for me."
Together we made our way to the little bathroom, and showered together. We soaped each other, dried each other, and pampered each other, and it all felt so right, so natural.
After our shower we put some clothes on so we could go out to dinner. Jasmine wore a low cut summer dress, and tied her hair up in a bun. I didn't realize what she was doing until she turned to face me. The full expanse of her neck was on display. The love bite, where I had marked her, stood out vividly for all the world to see. My daughter wanted all the world to know that she belonged to me.
In the restaurant I was hoping for an intimate corner booth. Jasmine had other ideas. She asked the Maitre de to seat us in the middle of the restaurant. My girl really was keen to show us off. The restaurant was popular. There were few if any vacant tables. We ended up with an English couple seated beside us. They introduced themselves, "My name is Edna, this is my husband James."
Jasmine shook their hands. "I'm Jazz, and this is my dad, Clarke."
"Your party seems to be missing somebody,!" said James, indicating Jasmine's neck
"Oh God No," Jasmine said, "My Daddy did that, I do have a girlfriend back in Australia, but this trip is just for me and my Daddy."
Edna coughed and choked. "Young lady, that is disgusting, and not in the least bit funny."
Jasmine looked at Edna, and I saw a cheeky look come over her face.
"Edna, I don't find it in the least bit disgusting, in fact, making love to my father is the most beautiful thing I have ever done."
I think James actually came in his pants at the thought. Edna was in such a rage she was going purple. "I'll have you and your father arrested for incest you filthy little tramp!"
Jasmine smiled at Edna, "I'm sorry Edna, but you can't do that. I specifically chose Spain for our vacation, because here it is perfectly legal for a Daddy to fuck his Little Girl, as long as we are both consenting adults, and I do assure you, I am very consenting."
Edna jumped to her feet and stormed out. James smiled warmly at Jazz and me, then meekly followed Edna out the door. "Bye James, " Jazz said as he left.
Jazz and I burst our laughing. "Oh my God, girl. You are outrageous!" I said, between bouts of laughter.
"I think it's safe to say we won't be getting an invite to join them for after dinner drinks any time soon!" Jazz quipped
Then I added, "But Sweetie, please be careful, most people will not understand our choices, and we can't cause a public spectacle everywhere we go"
Jasmine looked at me, then said, "I know Daddy, but I'm proud to say that my Daddy and I are lovers. I'm also happy to admit that Gina and I are lovers. I won't hide who I am."
"Well Sweetie, just remember, when we go home it will be illegal again. We will have to be discrete, unless we want to wind up in jail."
"I know Daddy, but while I can proudly and publicly admit that you are my lover, I plan to make the most of it." she said, reaching across to kiss my lips, "and when we get home, I'll just sit on your bare cock by our pool, not the public one."
My cock twitched. I grinned happily. Life was good.
While we enjoyed tapas, and a carafe of red wine, we talked.
"I can't believe your mother knew we would become lovers, and even encouraged it." I said
"Daddy, mum loved you totally and completely. You were the only man in her life, ever."
Jazz said, seriously, "She also loved me completely, and could see how much I was in love with you. She would not deny either of us anything. I don't know if she would have gotten jealous if she had lived to see us become lovers, but when she knew she would not be here to love and care for her man, she made absolutely sure that I understood that she wanted me to take you as my man."
"Amazing, and I am guessing your grandma also had a hand in all of this?"
"AH HA, Abuelita taught me how to slowly seduce you, só that you would learn to want me as a woman, not just as your child. She also came up with the idea of the Spanish vacation. Knowing that the less obstacles that stood in your way, the more likely you were to accept the fact that we could do this."
"And I get the idea that Gina knows too."
"Daddy, I think you are the only one who didn't know I would become your lover as soon as I was old enough." Jazz smiled at me, "and now that I am your lover, do you have any complaints."
"God No. I love you," I took my daughter's hands in mine and looked into her eyes, "and I am in love with you."
"Oh, Daddy, I'm so glad." she got up from her chair and straddled my lap, then kissed me deeply. "I think we should get a room? Daddy."
"Good idea, Sweetie."
We got up and made our way back to our bungalow. As we reached the door Jazz was in front of me, and I was behind her with my hands resting on her hips. Once inside, Jazz turned in my arm, and pressed herself to me. Pressing her pussy against my cock, and at the same time pressing her mouth to mine and forcing her tongue inside my mouth. After swirling her tongue around for a little while she pulled her head back and looked up at me. "Wine tastes better after it's been in your mouth."
"Thank you, Sweetie. But if you don't like wine, don't drink it. Your mother never liked wine either."
"Now," Jazz said, "I need to take care of a pressing issue."
She slid to her knees in front of me.
I realized my cock was rock hard and I knew what she planned to do with it.
Undoing my belt, Jazz slid my pants down around my ankles and then engulfed the head of my cock in her warm, wet mouth. Sliding her tongue up and down along the underside of my cock head she had me groaning with pleasure in no time. "Daddy, my pussy is too sore for round two tonight, but I would love to give my first blowjob." She looked up at me, "If you don't mind, that is."
"I don't mind, but if you keep doing it the way you were, it is going to be a very short blowjob."
"Oohh, am I that good?"
"You are amazing." I said, as she again engulfed me in her mouth.
Jazz quickly discovered that she had a gag reflex, but she kept pushing it. "Sweetie, please don't do that. You don't need to push your gag reflex. Hearing a girl gag is only a turn on for sadists. It feels amazing when you slide your tongue back and forth under the head the way you did earlier."
Jazz went back to doing it the way she had started. With her hands wrapped around the shaft and her mouth wrapped around the head, she swirled her tongue around the head and slid it under the frenulum, again, and again. "Jazz, Baby, you have to stop." I said, "Baby, you have to stop or I'm going to cum in your mouth!"
She sucked harder, and held me tightly so I could not pull away. I ejaculated into my daughter's mouth, and she sucked every drop out of me and swallowed it without spilling a single drop. Then she pulled herself up my body and looked up at me, "Did you like that Daddy?"
I dipped my head down and engulfed her mouth with mine. I kissed her deeply, swirling my tongue around the inside of her mouth. "Daddy, I think you are amazing." she said, after we stopped kissing
"Why do you say that, Sweetie?"
"Two reasons," she said, "Firstly, I always heard that cum tastes salty, sour, and slimy, but yours is salty, sweet, and creamy."
"Oh, and the second?"
"I got told that no guy will ever kiss a girl after cumming in her mouth."
"If it's good enough to go in your mouth, it's good enough to go in mine." I said, "also, remember, a lot of what you hear is just about guys who are having sex with girls. Not guys who are deeply in love with the girls they are having sex with."
"And, are you deeply in love with me, Daddy?"
"Oh my God yes, YES, YES." I again bent and kissed her deeply.
We spent a total of eight weeks in Spain. We managed to connect with some of Jasmine's cousins, aunts, and uncles. We stayed with some of them. Normally only in places where we were unable to book into hotels or resorts. I was surprised. They knew we were father and daughter, yet thought nothing of offering to put us up in a double room. Had they been told? Or was it so obvious, that Jazz and I were a couple.
We spent countless mornings, afternoons, and nights, making love in every place imaginable.
We explored every inch of each other, learning all the things about each other that brought pleasure, and the things that didn't.
Like the afternoon I was gently stroking Jazz to a gentle orgasm with my fingers, while suckling on her breast. Just as she was about to cum she whispered, "Bite me Daddy."
I bit a mouthful of her breast hard enough to hurt her, but without damaging her. What should have been a gentle little orgasm turned into a massive, screaming orgasm. She was left an incoherent, quivering mess. As she slowly came back down all she could mutter was, "Hold me Daddy, Please hold me."
I wrapped her in my arms, and almost instantly she was asleep. I held her tightly in my arms for almost an hour, until she awoke, dazed, but totally satiated. We didn't make love again until the following night.
During the eight weeks we spent in Spain I lost over six kilograms of middle age spread that I had accumulated over the last few years. I burned it off in a calorie burning marathon of loving, energetic sex. I was a virile, energetic man again. Lean, with sixpack abs, and the stamina to make love to an eighteen year old girl all night long.
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On our return home to Sydney, Australia, one of the first places Jasmine wanted to go was to visit her Abuelita, and Abuelo. We arrived at their home and my mother in law opened the door to us. We walked in hand in hand, with our hips and shoulders touching.
Once inside the entry hall Jazz's grandmother greeted us with "So, our long lost lovers have finally returned."
I dropped Jazz's hand, and stepped away from her. My mother in law scowled at me. Then she stepped up to me and slapped me. I stepped back, stunned. What the hell?
She prodded the end of my nose with her index finger. "Don't you ever do that again." she said angrily.
"I, UM! WHAT?" I was totally clueless about what I had done.
"Be discrete, but never be ashamed. My granddaughter, and the love she offers you, are a gift to you from both her, and my daughter. Cherish them."
"You"re right, Mum. Jasmine is a gift to be cherished, and I do. I need to learn how to act now that we are back in Australia. After all, our relationship is illegal here at home."
"You silly man" She said, "nobody is going to have you arrested for holding your daughters hand in public."
We spent the afternoon talking about Spain, about family we had met while over there, and about everything that had happened in the last couple of months.
"Abuelita?" Jasmine addressed her grandma, "One day, I will want to have Daddy's baby. How do I put Daddy's name on my baby's birth certificate?"
"Easy!" said my mother in law with a giggle, "The onus of proof will be on the prosecutors. If you claim that your father ejaculated on the toilet seat while masturbating, and you inadvertently sat in the mess, How will they prove different?"
All three of us burst into laughter. Abuelita continued, "Just don't get caught making love on Bondi Beach. That would blow your alibi out of the water."
"There is another thing you must both consider very seriously before you decide to have a baby together, and that is genetics."
Abuelita looked very seriously at both Jasmine and me.
"There are few genetic issues in our side of the family. When we had Jessica's DNA tested when she was a baby, there were no abnormalities locked into her DNA. You will both need to check your DNA to make certain that there are no shared abnormalities, because it is your shared abnormalities which would cause problems for your children."
We spent the rest of the afternoon with my in-laws. Jazz and Abuelita were constantly sharing girl talk. Abuelo and I were not privy to any of their secrets. Possibly a good thing.
I have discovered one thing in the last few years. Leave it up to our women, and life can be very good, and very exciting. By the end of the evening Abuelo and I had enjoyed more than a little red wine. I was in no fit state to drive home, so Jazz drove us home.
I was stretched out on a lounge on our back deck, wearing nothing but a pleasant smile, when Jazz came out and straddled my hips. She was wearing the same thing I was. "Daddy, I was just on the phone to Gina." she said, "Would you mind if she comes over?"
"Of course she can come over. You don't need to ask my permission, you never have."
"Daddy, Will you be ok with me and Gina? You know?" Jazz looked at me to gauge my reaction. "Or do you want me to stop doing that with her?"
"Can I watch?" I asked, only half joking.
"OOOHHH, Does my Daddy fancy a little girl on girl action? Does he?"
I looked away, ashamed. "Oh Daddy, I'm teasing you." she looked at me with a huge grin on her face, "I know it isn't the girl on girl action you crave. You are totally focused on me, Aren't you?"
"Sweetie, a couple of weeks before we left for Spain I was walking past your room. You and Gina were naked on your bed, and you had your face buried between her thighs. It was beautiful." I looked at my daughter, "I admit it, I would love to see more."
"OK, Let's see how open minded my Daddy really is?" Jazz looked down at me, with that mischievous look I had learned so well. "Gina has the hugest Daddy crush on you, You know that, right?"
"Jazz, you told me she isn't into guys, never had a boyfriend, so why would she have a crush on me?"
"Because she sees in you what I see in you. A sweet, loving, caring man. While her own dad is a beer swilling prick, who treats her mother like a doormat."
"OK, and how does that test my broad mindedness?" I asked, a little confused
"Will you join me and Gina in bed if she invites you to?"
"I don't know, Sweetie. Isn't that something private for the two of you to share?"
"Daddy, I want to share my entire life with you. Anything I do without you would mean nothing to me."
"OK, Sweetheart." I said, "Your wish, is my command!"
Gina and Jazz were enjoying getting together with each other two or three times a week.
The first couple of times they did it in Jasmine's room, then Jazz would slip back into bed with me, after Gina had fallen asleep, and the two of us would make love together and sleep together until morning.
The third night that they spent together I was lying in bed when I heard Gina call for me.
I got up and went to Jazz's room, I guess I should say Jazz's old room, since we now always shared the main bedroom together. "Daddy, come and join us!" Gina said, stretching a hand out towards me.
"What has brought this on?" I asked
"Jazz needs you to be with her." Gina said, "She just doesn't enjoy our sex together any more like she used to, because you are not with her."
"Girlfriend, I'm sorry, I really am. It's just....."
"SSHHH, Jazz, it's OK, I do understand. Really I do!" Gina said. "Being in love with a hot Daddy, and not being able to be with him is torturing you."
From that night on, the three of us played together. Initially I tried not to be too involved, allowing the two girls to dictate my level of involvement. I stuck to kissing and caressing Jazz only, só she would relax with Gina and enjoy their saphic pleasures. After a while Gina wrapped an arm around my neck and drew me in for a hot, long tongue kiss, before guiding my head down to her breast. I love Gina's sweet little breasts, topped with their delicate pink nipples. I suckled on her breast until a hand tangled in my hair and pulled me away from her. "Don't be greedy Daddy. You have to share." Jazz said with a giggle, before engulfing the same breast that I had been sucking.
"Oh, poor Daddy," Gina said, "try this one instead." She guided me to her other breast.
While sucking Gina's breast I reached down to feel my daughters pussy, only to find Gina's hand already buried half way inside it. Gina used her other hand to guide my hand to her own pussy. She was already wet, so I slowly slid a finger into her. She was so tight, and her pussy seemed to grasp my finger and hold it. I gently massaged the inside of her pussy, then, when I felt her pushing toward my hand, and heard her moan, I made slow overtures toward her clit. As soon as I touched it, she started to orgasm. Jazz and I both suckled on her breasts together while I kept my finger in her pussy and my thumb on her clit. Movement on her clit really was unnecessary, and, in very little time Gina was reaching for my hand to draw it away from her very sensitive pussy.
We continued like this for the next couple of weeks. At no time did Jazz and I fuck while the three of us were together. The threesome was more for their sapphic pleasure.
Jazz and I found plenty of time for sex while Gina was not with us.
I was lying in bed, with Jazz lying over my right side. Her left thigh hiked up to cover my groin, her left breast pressed against my chest, and her left arm over me, and her long, honey blonde hair fanned out over my chest and shoulder. I had my right arm over her waist, and the other wrapped around her shoulders. The click of a camera woke me up.
Gina stood in the doorway to the main bedroom, camera in hand. "I'm sorry Daddy, didn't mean to wake you, but the two of you looked so beautiful sleeping together, I couldn't resist."
She came over and showed me the photo. She was right, we were sleeping wrapped together in each others arms, naked and uncovered, and we looked beautiful together.
The next day Gina had the picture blown up to an A four glossy print which she had framed in a silver frame. She presented the picture to Jazz and me that night, and suggested it would look nice on the bedside cabinet.
One evening, a few weeks after I had started to join the two girls in bed together Jazz and I were talking after we had finished making love on a lounger on the back deck.
"Daddy, Gina will be over soon."
"Oh, great, what shall we do?" I asked, "Fancy going out to dinner?, or should we BBQ?"
"It doesn't matter!" Jazz said. "Daddy, I think Gina would like you to make love to her."
"Are you serious? I thought she only invited me to join you for your comfort." I said.
"Originally she did, but she also loves you. You are her favorite Daddy, remember." Jasmine said.
"and you would be alright with that?" I asked, "sharing me with your girlfriend?"
"ah ha, I would."
"You won't get jealous?" I asked.
"No Daddy, I won't get jealous. Like mum loved me, and loved you. I love Gina, and I love you."
When Gina arrived she went straight to Jazz and held her tightly, before reaching up and kissing her. After she released my daughter she turned to me. She hesitantly approached me. Then rather nervously looked up at me, "and how is my favorite Daddy?" she asked haltingly. As usual I picked her up in my arms and hugged her tight. "I'll be fine after I've squished your gorgeous little boobies and given you a big wet kiss."
She held me tight, and kissed me deeply and passionately. I could tell she was unsure about tonight, even though she tried not to be. I nuzzled her neck and softly sucked on her earlobe.
"Mmmmm, that feels so nice Daddy." she whispered.
"Gina, Baby, Jazz has told me that you want to join us in our bed tonight, instead of in Jazz's old room. You know you don't have to do that if you don't want to?"
"I know, Daddy, and I know you would never push me to do anything I'm not comfortable with, but I think I'm ready. I want us all to be together, Daddy. I want to give myself to you.
Later that night after we had all been out to dinner we came home and enjoyed a peaceful evening on the back deck looking up at the stars. During dinner Jazz and Gina shared more than a few drinks. Jazz wanted Gina to be well and truly relaxed. During the time on the deck they both sipped a cocktail. By the time we headed inside both girls were light hearted and giggly. "Girls I'm going to grab a shower before bed, see you both soon."
"Don't be too long Daddy, or we will start without you!" Jazz giggled.
I was in the en-suite brushing my teeth when I overheard Jazz and Gina talking
"Jazz, I'm really frightened." Gina said in a quiet tone, "Daddy is really going to hurt me, isn't he?"
"Girlfriend, I'm not going to lie to you. You are such a tiny little thing. Any man you go to bed with is going to hurt you. The difference is that Daddy will be as gentle and loving as he can be, while some other guy may just use you for his own satisfaction. Besides, I will be right here with you."
"You promise? You'll stay right here with me?"
"Of course I will." Jazz said, "and afterwards Daddy and I will both look after you."
I came out of the en-suite. Gina was perched on the edge of the bed. I Approached her slowly, I extended my hands to her, palms up. She put her hands in mine and I gently eased her to her feet. Slowly I wrapped my arms around her bubble butt and her back and I lifted her up into my arms. As I hugged her body tightly against mine I slid my face alongside hers and whispered in her ear. "It's alright, Baby Girl, I will be as slow and as gentle as you need me to be. I know you are frightened, but there is no need to be. If you need me to stop for any reason, just say STOP. I promise I will stop instantly." I gently stroked up and down her back with one hand, while gently kneading her pretty butt with the other. "Daddy loves you, Baby, and I know Jazz loves you too, and she will stay right here with you as long as you need her to."
I knew this was going to be a difficult night for both of us. Gina is such a tiny girl, and I remember how tight her little pussy is from the times I have fingered her, and had my tongue inside her. There is no way that I am going to be able to put my big cock inside her without causing her a lot of pain.
I also knew this was going to be hard for me. Once I start getting my cock into that tight vise like pussy I'm going to have to be very careful not to instantly blow my load, or possibly carelessly thrust deeper into her than she can handle.
I slowly moved back towards the bed, carrying Gina in my arms. When we reached the bed I gently lowered her down, and lay over her. Slowly and gently I covered her face with my kisses. When my kisses reached her lips she kissed me back with just the slightest hesitation. I slid my face sideways till my mouth was next to her ear, then whispered, "Relax Baby Girl, Daddy loves you, and I will look after you."
She turned her head and offered her lips to be kissed again. This time she kissed me back with more passion and less hesitation. We continued to exchange kisses. Our bodies pressed together, and my cock pressed gently between her thighs. I don't know if she was aware of it being there, or of the fact that it was rock hard with anticipation.
Jazz sat on the bed beside us, and every so often when Gina's face was free she would gently kiss her girlfriend on the lips to reassure her that she was still there looking after her.
I worked my way slowly down along Gina's neck, kissing and suckling my way along it and down to her shoulders. "Daddy, Would you mark me, like you do Jazz?"
I looked up at Jazz. She nodded and smiled at me.
I sucked hungrily on Gina's neck. I could actually taste her through her skin. When I released her neck there was a small but vivid mark on her. Jazz bent and tenderly kissed her girlfriend's neck. I suckled on Gina's pretty little breasts, sucking first one and then the other. Enjoying the feel of her tight little nipples in my mouth, and the firm softness of her breasts pressed against my face.
I kissed and sucked my way down Gina's body, enjoying every inch of her. Her little pussy tasted delicious, and I spent a considerable amount of time on it. Sucking, licking, kissing. After her second major orgasm Gina reached down and took my face in her hands, turning my face up so we could look at each other she said, "Daddy, you are stalling. It is time, I need to belong to you."
Still I was hesitant. I knew I could not do this without hurting her, and I didn't want to do that. Jazz put her hand under my chin and tipped my head up to look at her. "Daddy, it's ok, you can do this. Just be gentle."
I kissed my way back up Gina's body, until I was kissing her face. I felt a hand gently cradling my cock. Looking down, I realized that Jasmine was going to guide me into her girlfriend. Jazz wiped my cock up and down Gina's slit a few times to cover me in Gina's pussy lube, and to spread my pre-cum over her opening. Once we were both covered in our combined slippery juices Jazz guided me toward Gina's opening.
Slowly I started to ease my cock into her opening. Even before the head was in I could see Gina scrunch her face up in pain, her knuckles going white as she clenched her fists on the bed. "Baby, you need to relax for me. I can't do this if you don't relax." I said.
She tried, but I couldn't even get the head of my cock inside her. She was just clenching up too tightly. ""I've got an idea." Jazz whispered in my era. "Daddy, lie on the bed."
I gently kissed Gina, "It's ok Baby, just relax, Jazz will get you through this."
I rolled off her, and lay on my back. "Sorry Daddy, but I'm going to have to take some of your fun away here." Jazz said. Then to Gina, "Ok Girlfriend, I want you to straddle Daddy's cock, and to make sure he can't thrust up and hurt you, I'm going to straddle him and pin him down."
While Gina straddled my cock, Jazz straddled my belly. For several seconds there were legs going in all directions as the two girls got themselves into a position where Gina could sit on my cock, and Jazz could sit on my belly facing Gina.
Jazz took hold of my cock again and guided it towards Gina's pussy. "Now Girlfriend, I've got Daddy pinned down so he can't push up and hurt you. It's all up to you now. You can slowly lower yourself onto his cock at your own pace. Take as little or as much as you feel comfortable with.
Now that the threat of me looming over her had been removed, Gina was much more relaxed. She lowered herself down on my cock to where we had been before, then went the little bit more that allowed the head of my cock to pop inside her. She gasped, and stopped moving. Jazz was gently kissing and caressing Gina, and I was gently caressing Jazz. Slowly Gina started to gyrate on the head of my cock, working it in a little and out a little, constantly receiving encouragement from Jazz, and from me. I reached around Jazz to caress her breasts and tweak her nipples. "MMM, Yes Daddy."
I released one of Jazz's breasts and reached for Gina's, gently caressing and flicking her little nipple. Gina reached up with her hand and covered my hand to hold it in place on her breast. "yes. Daddy." was all she said.
It took almost half an hour to get Gina fully impaled on my cock, but it was worth it. Her little pussy was so hot and tight. It was like having my cock in a vise. My entire cock was feeling the pressure. With herself fully impaled on me Gina was happy not to move. "OOOHHHH, daddy it hurts so bad." she cried.
While Jazz gently kissed and caressed her, I tried my best to sooth her. "I know it hurts Baby, but now the bad part is over. Just allow yourself to relax. You don't need to move. Just stay still and allow your body to adjust."
We actually stayed like that for another half an hour. Nobody really moved. If we had, Gina would have hurt, and I would have cum instantly.
After half an hour of getting into Gina, and another half just remaining deep inside her to get her used to it. Jazz suggested that we all hit the shower together.
Both girls got off me, and Gina fell onto the bed cradling her lower belly, "OOOHHH, I hurt sooo bad."
Jazz gently caressed her, and whispered, "It's ok girlfriend, daddy and I will look after you. Just relax."
Jazz went to the kitchen and came back with a few small tablets.and a glass of water. "Take these girlfriend, they will take the edge off a bit." then she went into the main bathroom, not the little en-suite one. I heard her turn on the shower. Popping her head back into the bedroom she said, "Daddy, carry Gina into the shower."
I stood up and gently cradled Gina in my arms, and carried her to the bathroom. The main bathroom had a shower stall big enough for all three of us, and it also had a bench on one wall to allow two people to sit. We had the bench built into the bathroom when Jazz's mother got sick. I sat on the bench with Gina cradled tenderly in my arms. Jazz gently washed her, and then washed me also.
After patting us both dry Jazz told me to take Gina back to bed. I carried her back to bed and she cuddled tightly into me. A few minuted later Jazz came in and she cuddled up behind Gina. We now had her sandwiched tightly between us.
That is how we all went to sleep. In the morning I awoke to the feeling of Gina still cuddled tightly against me. I reached across her, and Jazz wasn't there. Then I smelled the coffee. I gently disengaged myself from Gina and went out to the kitchen. Jazz was at the bench making coffee and toast. I walked up behind her and slipped my arms around her middle, "good morning beautiful."
"Morning Daddy." she said, "how are your blue balls feeling this morning?"
"What makes you think I have blue balls Sweetie?"
"Oh Come on!! Half the night being trapped in Gina's vise like pussy and not cumming!! You have got to have blue balls!!"
I nodded, "I'm as horny as fuck, Sweetie."
Jazz turned around in my arms and kissed me. "I've got you covered Daddy. Breakfast, then a good hard fucking, then we can all go out for the day."
Together we carried the toast and coffee into the bedroom. Gina didn't want to sit up to have breakfast, Jazz had to force her to.
True to her word, after breakfast Jazz instigated a good hard fucking between her and me.
I was so horny it took me less than ten minutes of hard deep fucking, to fill my daughter with a huge load of cum. After I had cum she gently stroked the back of my head and down my back. "Feel better now, Daddy?"
"Mmmm, oh yeah."
Gina looked at me, "Daddy, I'm sorry I disappointed you last night."
I looked at her, astonished, "Baby Girl, why on earth would you think you disappointed me last night?"
"I took so long to take you, and you didn't get to cum."
"Baby Girl, last night was not about getting me to cum. Last night was all about you. Once you are ready, you will have the ability to make me cum any time you want to." Then I lent down and kissed her, before added, "and Gina, thank you so very much for allowing me to be the one to take your virginity. I really do feel very privileged."
"Thank you Daddy,"
Jazz chimed in, "Girlfriend, Daddy has two of us to take care of him now. If you can't do it, I can, and vise versa." Jazz grinned at Gina, "Oh by the way, girlfriend. After last night, you are now a member of the sister wife's club."
"Hey, can I ask you two something?" Gina asked, "Do you always fuck so hard?"
Jazz told her we fuck how we feel. Sometimes hard and needy, sometimes so very soft and tenderly. "and sometimes we don't fuck at all. Just having Daddy's body on top of mine, and the two of us tenderly kissing each other, is all the contact we need."
"Now girlfriend, I want you to get your pretty butt out of this bed, so we can all go out."
Gina said she didn't think she could, she was still so tender.
"Exactly why I want you up girlfriend. Sooner you get moving normally, the sooner you will feel better."
My little girl does know her stuff. By the time we got home that afternoon Gina was back to her old self again. That night the three of us all slept in the same bed again. We did some three way foreplay and then Gina watched while Jazz and I tenderly made love to each other.
Next morning I heard a camera click from near the en-suite door. I opened my eyes and looked up. It was Jazz, she had captured a pic which was pretty much a bookend copy of the one Gina had taken.
This time Gina was lying over my left side, with her right thigh covering my groin, her hand over my chest, and her beautiful red mane of hair covering my chest and shoulder.
Like Gina, Jazz had the pic blown up to A four, and had it put into an identical silver frame.
The two pictures now sit on opposite bedside cabinets either side of our bed, and when I say our, I mean the one the three of us share.
Over the next week to ten days I slowly stretched out Gina's tight little pussy to the point where I could slowly and gently slide my cock all the way into her to the hilt.
One night I was really getting going on Gina. I really do love to eat her tight little pussy, and I had eaten her till she was absolutely drenched with her juices. She had her juice all over her thighs, and down the crack of her butt, and a pool of it on the sheets. She had orgasmed multiple times, and was winding up for another. She surprised me by crying out, "Daddy, Fuck me like you mean it."
"But I don't want to hurt you Baby."
"I don't care Daddy, Fuck me."
I slid my cock to the hilt inside her hot, dripping wet pussy. It wasn't lovemaking. It was like two wild animals breeding during their annual rut. I fucked her hard and relentlessly. Driving my cock to the hilt inside her, again, and again. Her hands were around my back, clawing at my skin. Her legs wrapped around my butt, with her heels spurring me on like she would a stud horse. In only a couple of minutes she orgasmed again, screaming, "FUCK ME DADDY, FUCK ME DADDY, OH GOD YES, FUCK ME."
She took me over the edge. With a deep guttural cry, I slammed my cock into her as far as it could go and released my cum deep inside her, blasting shot after shot against her cervix and beyond. I collapsed on top of her tiny little body. Breathlessly she whispered, "Daddy, you're squishing my little boobies."
I eased my way up off her, and looked down into her face. "Are you all right Baby Girl?" I asked, "Did I hurt you?"
"You hurt me." she said with a little smile, "but it was a good hurt. I'm fine."
Jazz sat beside us, looking at us both, "That was so fucking hot to watch, you ready to do it again Daddy?"
"SURE SWEETIE, TOMORROW." I said emphatically. Then rolled off Gina and landed on my back on the bed.
"Oh, Gina, not fair, you wore Daddy out." both girls giggled.
I prayed I wouldn't have a heart attack, and die. Although I had to admit, it would be a great way to go.
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It took almost a full year for Jazz and I to get our genetics sorted out.
Once it was all done and we had both our reports completed, we booked three tickets to Madrid in Spain. Abuelita had given us the contact details of a geneticist there.
We had an appointment with him several days after we arrived there.
"Mr Jones, Miss Jones, may I assume you are father and daughter?"
I nodded, "Yes, we are."
"Normally, even here in Spain, we strongly advise against linear relatives taking a relationship to the level that the two of you are proposing. However, in your case, you have done your homework well."
He continued, "I have reviewed your genetic makeup, and with only a couple of exceptions there are no shared anomalies. The chances of these affecting a child are approximately one in three hundred thousand, and, if they do affect the child the effect would actually be quite minimal. Therefore, I don't see any real reason you should not go ahead and have a child together, if that is your wish."
Jasmine and I jumped up simultaneously and threw ourselves into each others arms. We kissed, briefly, but passionately. Once I had disengaged my mouth from my daughter I turned to the geneticist. "Thank you Sir, You have made us both very happy."
The next morning I was sitting at the table drinking my first cup of coffee for the day when both girls came out of the bedroom, uncharacteristically early. "Good morning, Daddy!" they both chorused in unison, before taking it in turns to give me a deep tongue kiss.
"We are going out for a few hours, but will be back in time to join you for lunch." Jazz said
"OK, have fun." I said, "Love you both!"
They giggled, and bolted out the door. I couldn't help but wonder what would get them out of bed this early. What could they be up to?
True to their word they returned in time to take me out to lunch. After lunch we went back to the hotel for an afternoon siesta.
I was on the balcony and enjoying the view over the city when Gina called me, "Daddy?"
"On the balcony, Baby, what's up?"
"Join us in the bedroom Daddy." Jazz said
When I went into the bedroom both girls were sitting naked on the bed. They looked at each other, then said in unison, "Daddy, we have a gift for you."
"Oh, what is it?"
Each girl produced a tiny gift wrapped box. "What are these?" I asked
"Open them and see" Jazz said. Gina giggled.
I opened the first box, It contained a small, clear, plastic bag, with a small plastic string inside. "Open the other one" Gina said
I opened the second box, it contained an identical bag, containing an identical string.
I looked at both girls, confused.
"Daddy!" Jazz said, "Those are the strings off both our IUDs. We had the doctor cut them off our IUDs after he removed them from us. We thought you might like them as a gift, to show you that we are now both protection free.
"OH My God!" I said, "I know what I want to do this afternoon!"
Then I looked at them, "As long as you are up to it, or will you need to rest after the procedure."
"We would love for you to get us both pregnant this afternoon, Daddy." Gina said.
"If you can manage that at your age!" added Jazz.
I think that was the first time I ever put my daughter over my knee and spanked her little bottom. "Ouch! Daddy." she giggled, " Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"
" Girlfriend, I think Daddy likes spanking you. He's got the biggest hard on I've ever seen right now." Gina giggled.
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One day my daughter gave me a beautiful healthy son. The next day my other baby girl gave me a beautiful healthy little daughter.
When the paperwork was done for the birth certificates there was some evidence to suggest that something illegal may have occurred. The matter was appropriately investigated and there was found to be little to no evidence available to substantiate the crown's case.
When I was questioned I shrugged my shoulders and said I had no idea how both girls got pregnant with my sperm at the same time. I was not actually lying. I really had no idea how I managed to produce enough cum to impregnate them both in one night.
My daughter gave her statement, and in typical Jazz fashion made it a spectacular event.
"Well sir, my father and my girlfriend are lovers, and my girlfriend and I are also lovers. After my father had sex with her, and filled her with cum, she and I were tribbing.."
"I'm sorry to interrupt you Miss, but what is tribbing?"
"Oh, Sorry sir, It's when two lesbian lovers rub their pussies together and make each other all wet and sloppy."
He looked like he was about to burst a blood vessel in his forehead. I think he was working really hard not to cum in his pants.
"Anyway sir, I guess it could be possible that some of my fathers semen may have transferred from Gina's pussy to mine, because we do both get very wet and messy, and we swap a lot of pussy juice back and forth when we are playing together."
The pulsing vein in his forehead seemed to subside, and he placed his briefcase on his lap. In a somewhat tight voice he said, "Based on your statements, I think it is unlikely that the crown would see fit to pursue a case against you for anything illegal." He stood up, still with his briefcase held strategically in front of himself, "Thank you all for your time, have a good day."
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These days I have a new daily habit. Well, almost daily anyway. In the evening I like to sit on the back deck and watch the sun set, and while the sun sets I like to say thank you to my late wife Jessica, for giving me such a beautiful loving daughter.
I'm an early riser, so in the mornings I like to go out into my front garden and watch the sun rise, and while it does, I thank my beautiful daughter for sharing her beautiful loving little girlfriend with me.
Gina and I can of course be very open about our relationship, as can Jazz and Gina. Of course Jazz and I must still remain discrete. Many may suspect, but without proof, there is nothing they can do.
Gina has actually suggested that we all move permanently to Spain. In Spain Jazz and I would not need to hide our love, either outside, or from our children at home.
All three of us are now seriously thinking about it, and having some active discussions about it.