I lost my wife four years ago to a brain tumor. It was sudden and without warning and our daughter, Christine, and I were devastated. Christine was very close to her mom and took her death very hard. She became rebellious and spent all of her time locked away in her bedroom.
Christine is now eighteen and is finally normal again. We’ve become close and are “buddies”, to use her word to describe our relationship. She has a BFF, Fiona, who she spends a lot of time with and they sleep-over every weekend at our home or at Fiona’s.
Many Saturday nights the three of us will curl up on the sofa and watch a movie, Christine always lays her head in my lap so I can fondle her ponytail, which she knows I love to do.
Christine is a gorgeous girl with long almost black hair and stunning blue eyes. On the weekends she always wears it up in a ponytail because it’s quick and easy. She doesn’t know just how much I love ponytails! I guess it dates back to the generation when I was a teenager and all the girls seemed to wear ponytails and bobby socks. My first sexual stirrings were for girls and their ponytails.
My pet name for Christine is, Princess because she is so special to me and she loves it and always smiles when I call her that.
Tonight after we watched the movie, the girls got up to go to bed.
Christine kissed me on the cheek and said, “Goodnight, Daddy. Love you.”
“Goodnight, Princess. See you tomorrow. Goodnight, Fee.”
“Goodnight, Mr. Barclay.”
I watched the late news, straightened up the living room and cleaned up a little in the kitchen before heading off to bed. As I passed Christine’s bedroom, I heard soft moaning that sounded like maybe one of the girls was sick. So I opened the door and peeked in to discover the two of them making out in the sixty-nine position. They were obviously quite consumed in their activity and, to my shock, I was fascinated and aroused to watch them.
The last thing I wanted to do was to embarrass them, so I quietly closed the door. But the latch clicked and I panicked that they might have heard it, so I quickly ran to my bedroom and closed the door.
A minute later, Christine knocked and came in.
“Dad, did you just open my bedroom door?”
“Yes. And I’m so sorry, Princess. I heard something and I thought maybe you or Fee was sick. I never would have spied on you in a million years. You know that.”
She lay down beside me and said, “Daddy, we need to talk.”
“Yes, I suppose we do.”
“I guess I would say that I’m bi-curious, Daddy. I started to find girls attractive a couple of years ago.”
“It’s okay, Princess. I love you no matter what.”
She looked at me for a long time and said, “Are you sure? Are you sure this won’t affect our relationship?”
“Yes. I’m very sure. Now go back to bed and forget about it.”
She kissed me on the cheek and snuggled her face into my neck for a long time. I held her close and ran my fingers through her ponytail.
“You’re the best Daddy ever. Love you.”
“Love you, too, Princess.”
The next evening, Christine was cleaning up the kitchen after dinner, her ponytail swinging back and forth as she worked. My love for her swelled up in me and I went over and put my hands on her shoulders and kissed her behind the ear. My favor place to kiss her.
“Thank you, Princess, for being so helpful in the kitchen.”
“You like kissing me there don’t you?”
“I do. I think a ponytail is sexy.”
“If I said you could kiss me more, what would you do?”
“I would kiss you more. Why?”
“Show you what? How I would kiss you?”
So I kissed Christine behind her ear again; then above her ear; then I licked her hair from above her ear back to her ponytail. I continued to lick and kiss Christine’s head until I had to stop because I was getting a raging hard-on.
“That feels sexy.”
“Really?” I was surprised that she would say that.
She took my hands and pulled them so that my arms were around her neck. She leaned back against my body and said, “Thank you, Daddy, for understanding last night.”
“Forget it, Princess.”
Then she turned around and put her arms around my waist. My arms were still around her neck, so I started fondling her ponytail. I’m sure she could feel the bulge in my pants.
“Daddy, there’s something else you need to know.”
“What’s that?” I had no idea what she was going to say and I virtually held my breath, waiting for the other shoe to drop.
“I’m attracted to you. Not in the way you would normally think, but, you know… sexually. I have been for a long time. One day a couple of years ago I saw you as you got out of the shower and I couldn’t believe the reaction it had on me. I wanted to just stand there and watch you dry your body for as long as I could, but I didn’t dare get caught, so I quickly left the room.”
“I don’t know what to say, Princess.” I really was dumbfounded. My little girl sexually attracted to me?
“Are you mad at me?”
“Of course not,” and we held each other tight as I continued to play with her ponytail. She laid her head on my chest and seemed to just enjoy being close to me when she slowly looked up and we kissed softly on the lips.
I was shocked at myself for enjoying it, so I broke the kiss after a few seconds. Christine, on the other hand, pulled closer and kissed me again. That kiss said she wanted more.
I couldn’t help myself. I returned her kiss with enthusiasm and we were soon grinding our hips and moaning. Our passions were out of control.
“Christine, we shouldn’t do this.”
Ignoring me, she said, “I want you, Daddy. I want you to make love to me.”
“Princess! Think about what you’re saying!” I tried to push her away, but she held on tight.
“Please, Daddy,” she pleaded. “I’ve wanted you for so long! And I can tell by the way you kiss me that you want me, too.”
We kissed again and it became very passionate. I couldn’t control my hormones. They obviously wanted me to make love to Christine.
After five minutes of heavy petting, Christine whispered, “Come on. Take me to bed.” And she took my hand and led me to my bedroom and my king size bed. She stopped and turned around, dropped to her knees, and unbuttoned my shorts and pushed them to the floor, followed by my boxers.
As Christine took my cock in one hand, she looked up at me and said, “I’ve never done this before, but I think I know what to do. You may need to help me.”
I couldn’t say a word. My mind and my control were disconnected from my body and were just observers now, unable to do anything except watch.
Christine stroked my cock effectively for several seconds, glancing up at me occasionally. Then she put the head between her lips and sucked slowly as she continued to pump my cock. After a minute or so, she put her hands on my thighs and pushed her head forward and swallowed my cock. She gagged just a little, but held my cock deep in her throat as I took her head in my hands.
She pulled out and said, “Does that feel good?”
“That feels fantastic, Princess.”
She smiled up at me in the sweetest way I’d ever seen. She seemed to be so happy that she was giving me a good blowjob. Or she was happy that she was doing it so well on her first attempt. Either way, it was a darling smile that I’ll never forget.
As she started her blowjob again, I argued with myself over whether or not to let her finish me. She was doing such a great job that I really didn’t want to stop her. But I finally did.
“Why don’t you stand up now and lay down across the bed?”
“Mmm. Are we going to make love now?”
“No. You’ll like this.”
I turned around in the sixty-nine position and she knew right away what I had planned. This was the position she and Fee were in when I saw them.
“Ooh, I’m going to like this, Daddy.”
Before I was totally situated over her, Christine swallowed my cock again. I went straight to her clit and sucked it between my lips, flicking it up and down with my tongue.
“Oh fuck, Daddy! You’re
My little Princess started to moan and thrust her hips up against my tongue. She was soon lost in a devastating orgasm that must have lasted a full minute. She even had to take my cock out of her mouth so she could breathe.
“Ooh, God. I’m cumming. I’m cumming. You’re amazing!”
As her orgasm began to release her body, I quickly turned around and took her in my arms. She quickly wrapped her legs around my waist as we kissed deeply.
“Fuck me now, Daddy. I want you inside me. I want to feel your cock inside me.”
Christine was wearing only an extra large T-shirt with nothing underneath, so she quickly pulled it up so it wouldn’t be in the way.
As I pushed slowly into her, she took a big breath and moaned loudly, her eyes closed tight, her legs pulling on my waist.
“Mmm! It feels so good!”
When my cock popped her hymen, she jumped and moaned in pain.
“I’m sorry, sweetie.”
“It’s okay. Don’t stop.”
I continued to push my shaft into her as she continued to moan loudly. She held me tight with her legs and arms and began to thrust against me.
“God! A cock feels so
good inside me! I didn’t know it would feel so good!”
We kissed and continued to fuck slowly. My little Princess loved her daddy’s cock and I was thrilled. I wanted this moment to last forever! My pure virgin little girl, supposedly bisexual, yet loving my cock. I kissed her neck and shoulders, her ears, and gave her hickeys everywhere I could reach. Christine had at least three orgasms while we made love for what seemed like hours.
I shot off inside her twice, yet maintained my erection throughout. She enjoyed our fucking so much that it kept me aroused. She seemed to be insatiable, at one point asking me to turn her over and do it from the back, which I gladly did.
Then she wanted to be on top and said, “I want to ride your cock.” That position she seemed to enjoy the most.
Christine finally seemed to get enough and rolled off of me, exhausted and gasping for breath. We both just laid there and caught our breath before saying anything.
I rolled next to her and kissed away the beads of sweat on her temple. She smiled and reached up and pulled my face to hers and we kissed. Then we just looked at each other for a long time, our eyes saying everything about the way we felt.
Finally Christine said, “Daddy, do you think I’m a terrible daughter now for doing this?”
“Of course not. This was wonderful. You are wonderful.”
“Can I sleep with you tonight? I don’t want to leave you.”
“You’d better sleep with me every night from now on. You’re my Princess and I love you. I want you near me every night when I go to sleep.”
She smiled and we kissed again, “Good. My thoughts exactly.” Then after a few seconds she said, “Oh my gosh! What about Fee? What do I tell her?”
“Why do you have to tell her anything?”
“Well, in all honesty, I don’t want to have sex with her anymore. I have you. You’re all I want.”
“Really? Are you sure?”
* * * * * (Christine meets with Fiona)* * * * *
“What do you mean you don’t want to make love with me anymore? I don’t understand. What we have is wonderful.”
“Fee, we’ll still be best friends. We just won’t have sex anymore! What we were doing was fun, but it was experimenting; curiosity.”
“You’ve met someone haven’t you? A guy. And you had sex and liked it. Well, didn’t you?”
Christine tried to avoid answering, but knew that Fiona already knew the answer.
“Who is he? How was it? Tell me. Was it as great as we thought it would be?”
“Yes, Fee. It was so fantastic. I don’t have the words to explain it.”
“I’m sorry, Fee. I never wanted to hurt you, but I can’t deny my feelings for him and the way he makes me feel.”
After a long time, Fiona said, “Well, I’m happy for you, Chris. We both were waiting to meet someone. You just beat me to it I guess.”
“Thank you for understanding.” They hugged and had a good cry.
“So who is this lucky guy that’s so wonderful? When do I meet him? And does he have a friend?”
Now was the moment Christine had been dreading. Was she going to tell Fiona the truth, or lie to her? Surely she would see it as incest.
“Oh, you wouldn’t know him. I met him at the mall Sunday night.”
“What’s his name? What does he look like? Oh shit. What was sex with him like? I want all the details.”
Christine told Fiona everything about her first night with “him” and left no detail out.
“Oh wow. Why can’t I be so lucky? I want to meet him.”
That night after Fiona fell asleep, Christine quietly slipped out of bed and went to her daddy’s room.
“Princess, what are you doing? What if Fee finds out that you’re gone?”
“Oh she won’t. Make love to me quickly so I can get back before she misses me.”
Forty-five minutes later, Christine slipped quietly under the covers next to Fiona, confident that she hadn’t been missed.
“Oh my God! Your dad? You’re fucking your father? You’ve got to be kidding me!”
“Fee, it’s not what you think. We’re in love and it’s so wonderful!”
“Oh my God, Chris. You’re father!”
* * * * *
“I just knew it was a mistake when you got into bed with me last night.”
“It’s okay, Daddy. We talked almost all night about it and she understands. Trust me, she okay.”
Just then Fee walked into the kitchen, her long blonde hair still wet from her shower.
“Good morning, Mr. Barclay. Those pancakes smell wonderful.”
“Good, because they’re ready.”
As we all sat down for breakfast, Fee had a sly smile on her face. I just knew that she was going to say something about what happened last night.
After five minutes of awkward silence, she said, “So tell me, Mr. Barclay, is fucking you as great as Chris says it is?”
I almost choked on my food. “What?”
“Fee! That’s a terrible thing to say.” Christine spoke up in my defense.
“Well, I don’t mean it to be. I just want to know what it’s like.”
“Fee, what are you saying?” I finally found my voice.
“I’m simply saying that I want you to fuck me so that I’ll know what I’m missing. That’s a pretty simple request. I think I’m an attractive girl, so you should enjoy it, don’t you think?”
The thought of my relationship with Christine getting out was making me dizzy. Christine was almost in tears.
“And if I refuse?”
“Well, I’ll be disappointed, but I would never say anything to hurt Chris or you. Besides, you would just deny it anyway.”
“Fee, how can you do this to me? You’re not the person I thought you were.”
“Sure I am, Chris. I just want to test the waters like you did, then I’ll be happy. You should join us. We can both have him at the same time or take turns. How ‘bout that?”
Fee looked back at me and asked, “After breakfast isn’t too soon, is it?”
After breakfast, Fee took my hand and started toward the bedroom. “Come on Chris. This is going to be fun.”
The girls quickly shed their clothes and got into bed. I didn’t join them.
“Come on, Daddy.”
“I want a repeat of our first time.”
“Oh, right. Fee, you need to get on your knees and give him a blowjob.”
Fiona looked shocked and unsure of herself for the first time.
“Um, don’t you want to start?”
“No. This was your idea. That’s what I did, so that’s what you’re going to do.”
So Fiona crawled off the bed and onto her knees in front of me. She looked up at me, still unsure as to how to proceed. I was not going to make it easy for her. She was going to have to figure it out on her own.
When she realized that I was just standing there waiting, she reached out and took my erect cock in her hand and tentatively stroked it.
“Oh. It’s hard and stiff.”
When Fiona grasped my cock, I almost shot my load right then! She was such a gorgeous little blonde; a virgin feeling a hard cock for the first time.
I reached out and put my hand behind her head and pulled it to my cock.
Fiona licked my cock head and continued to stroke it for several minutes. Then I pulled her head onto my shaft, but realized immediately that she would not be able to deep throat me. Her mouth and throat were just too small.
“Mmm.” Fiona resisted my attempt to push further.
I allowed her to suck me for a few more minutes, then had her get on the bed for some sixty-nine.
“Oh I like this.”
I attacked Fiona’s clit with my tongue, trying to bring her to orgasm as quickly as possible, hoping I could hold out that long. She had a wonderful little mouth and was learning how to use it.
“Mmm, you’re so good at that, Mr. Barclay. You’ll make me cum!”
Her pussy began to ooze fluid and I knew she was close, so I pressed hard on her clit and she thrust up against it.
“Uuhh. Fuck, Chris. I’m cumming!”
As Fiona’s orgasm built to a peak, she tried harder to deep throat me, but gagged.
“Agg. Oh God I want it inside me.”
So I quickly turned around and she immediately wrapped her legs around my waist and waited for me to enter her.
“Fuck me. Fuck me. Hurry! I’m cumming again!”
As I slowly pushed my cock into her, she began to squirt. She was having another orgasm and I hadn’t fucked her yet. Fiona’s pussy squirted in streams and pulses as I pushed deeper and deeper into her body. At some point I must have popped her hymen, but I didn’t feel it and she didn’t have any reaction.
“Mmm. Mmm. Mmm. Your big, hard cock feels so good inside me. I could fuck like this all night.”
Christine finally spoke up, “I know it does. We fucked almost all night the first time.”
I couldn’t hold on any longer and began to shoot my load deep inside Fiona’s body.
“Ooh. You’re cumming aren’t you? I can feel it filling me. Oh my God!”
Then she whispered in my ear, “You like fucking me, don’t you? That’s why you’re cumming. Your big, hard cock is spurting cum in my pussy because you like fucking me.”
Fiona had her arms around my neck to hold on during her orgasm. Now she took my face in her hands and we kissed passionately.
“I’m glad you were my first fuck. Thank you so much. Now I want to watch you and Chris do it.”
I rolled off and Christine said, “Now you have to suck him clean. You can’t leave him all wet with cum.”
“Really? Okay.” Fiona bent down and took my cock into her mouth again and lapped up all the cum and was able to suck out a few more drops.
“Mmm. You taste really good.”
Christine immediately moved on top of me, preparing to ride my cock like before. Once she had set down on me, she leaned forward and kissed me tenderly.
“Now, let me fuck you, Daddy.”
She started a slow thrusting forward and back on my cock that stimulated her clit. She had gotten aroused watching me fuck her best friend, so her orgasm came quickly.
“Mmm. God, I’m cumming already. Fuck yes!”
She threw her head back and groaned loudly as her orgasm moved through her body. It seemed to last longer than most and she was exhausted when it was over. She fell forward on my chest and panted to catch her breath.
“Chris, why don’t you let me try that?”
Breathlessly, Chris said, “Okay,” and rolled off of me, allowing my cock to pop out, ready for Fiona.
Fiona quickly mounted me and closed her eyes as she let the feeling of my cock fill her mind.
“Ooh, I like this Chris. This is wonderful.”
She had another orgasm very quickly, and also collapsed on my chest.
I gave her a few minutes to recover, then said, “You need to suck me off now.”
Fiona seemed surprised, but obeyed my request. She moved down between my legs and started to bob up and down on my cock, bringing me to a quick orgasm. I shot a load of hot cum into her mouth, which she eagerly swallowed down. Then she and Christine cuddled up to me and we dozed off for almost an hour.
* * * * *
It’s been two years since that day with Fiona. My Princess and I are still together and can’t be separated without hurting. There have been only two repeat threesomes with Fiona, mostly because Christine felt sorry for her lack of experience.
I guess I’m the happiest dad in the world.
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