She sat astride him on his lap, looking into each other’s eyes. He ran his finger across the slit of his penis, capturing drops of his pre-cum, which was seeping out. Lifting the coated finger he raised it to Jean’s lips, smearing it on her soft lips and slowly pushing it into the warm cavern of her mouth. Jean sucked on her father’s finger, tasting his love juice, her eyes closed, sucking on his finger. Pulling his finger out of her mouth, he reached down to his engorged penis wetting it with more of his pre-cum. Gently, he rubbed it onto her nipples which was protruding out hard and he could see the goose bumps, now pronounced on her dark brown aureole. Jean’s body shuddered as her father’s fingers caressed her sensitive nipples. Pushing her slowly away from him, he lowered his head as his tongue ran across her nipples. Jean jerked involuntarily and gasped as his mouth clasped onto one nipple as he began to suck. Although she was pregnant with her first child, her stomach does not show that she was already in her sixth month. It swelled slightly and he was careful not to press against her. As he increased the suction on her nipple, he could taste her milk on his tongue.
Max was overcome with a erotic feelings as he drank his daughter’s swollen breasts. His penis had hardened and his pre-cum was flowing onto her thighs. Holding her shoulders, he pushed her back and looked at her pale body, the heaving breasts so full and firm, her nipples now freed of his hungry mouth, with a drop of fluid seeping out. He brushed her long hair back as his mouth seeked hers. Father and daughter held each other as they kissed deeply.
Max slowly pushed Jean backwards until she lay on her back on the bed. Still kissing her, he sucked her tongue. Both were lost to the world. His wife and her husband were not in their thoughts as the incestuous lust of their lovemaking overtook them. Taking his mouth off her, he took her hand and placed it on his penis. Her fingers could barely close completely around the girth of his shaft. He moved his body upwards until his crotch was at the level of her head. Opening his thighs, Max held Jean’s head in his hands as he gently brushed his turgid knob against her lips. Rubbing against her, he smeared the sticky pre-cum onto her lips as her fingers held his penis. Opening her mouth, Jean accepted her father’s cock, drawing him into her. He fucked her mouth tenderly as she sucked him. She felt him twitching and going stiff. His ejaculation spurted to the back of her throat as he came. The thick musky globs of sperm filled her mouth. Jean swallowed her father’s sperm, the same sperm from which she was created, as his penis spasmed in her mouth.
Groaning, Max lowered his head between Jean’s thighs as he clamped his mouth onto her vagina, sucking her. The wet, slippery lips opened to him as he penetrated her with his tongue, seeking her honey. As his penis left her mouth, she clutched the bed-sheet tightly with her fingers, lifting her buttocks and pushing her crotch up against his mouth. The orgasms came in multiple series making her moan and gasp. Max’s mouth was wet as she came, flowing into his mouth as he drank his daughter’s love secretion.
Finally, both were satiated, holding onto each other, knowing that they have committed the ultimate sin between a man and a woman.
As Max dropped off into a deep sleep, Jean tried to come to terms with the enormity of what has transpired. Her husband had left town to attend to business in one of the subsidiary. Being alone, and already six months pregnant, Tom, her husband did not want her to be staying by herself. So she agreed to stay for the week at her parent’s place. However, her mother was in hospital, recovering from a fracture she sustained when she met with an accident a couple of days before.
Max was 65 years old and Jean, his only child was 28. Both Max and his wife Mary loved Jean almost to a fault as they had her late. Jean was a beautiful girl, and Max was a wee bit jealous when she got married. Max always felt that no man was good enough for his daughter. And soon he will be a grandpa. Max was happy when Jean came to stay. Seeing his daughter walk into the house, he was pleasantly surprised to see her looking so radiant and lovely. The slim body with just a hint of bulge at her midriff could hardly show that she was already in her sixth month. She was tall, almost 5ft 8, taking after her father who was a big man.
She cooked for him that night. After they had dinner, she washed up while he sat at the table, looking at her as she placed the dishes into the cabinet. He was taken aback when his mind began to wander as he looked at Jean. She was wearing a loose caftan and he could see the shape of her body, the full breasts and her slightly bulging tummy. He felt his penis stirring. Shocked by his feelings, he looked away, but the vision in front of him made him turn his eyes back to her. Max had always had a high sexual appetite even now, in his late years. But this was Jean, his own flesh and blood. He got up and walked to Jean. Without any real intentions, he held her around her waist from behind and said in a fatherly tone, “Goodnight sweetheart,” as he clasped her in his huge arms, kissing her hair.
“Night dad,” Jean replied. She stiffened when Max moved his hands upwards and brushed her breasts. The unexpected move made her nipples stiffened when he caressed her momentarily. As Max walked away towards his room, she turned around and looked after him. She tried not to think too much about what happened, maybe it was an accident, she thought. But the lingering touch would not leave her mind as she went into her room.
Jean had always slept in the nude at home and she did so in her father’s house too. She tried to sleep but she could not. Did her father felt her body just now? She trembled at the sinful thought. The lights were off in her room but it was not really dark. The gentle glow from the half-moon shone into her room. The soft whine of the air conditioner and the cool air made her shiver under her blanket. Suddenly she heard a noise and saw her door being opened. The figure of a tall person stood quietly and it approached her bed. Sitting up, she looked in fear and as the figure came to stand at the edge of her bed, she slowly made out that it was Max. “Dad,” she whispered hoarsely.
