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Chapter 5

Multitudinous thoughts were rolling around inside Ken's head as he rummaged through Dana's dresser drawers in search of something for the girl to wear. He found shorts, panties, bra and sweater, then in the closet he came across a pair of sandals. All the time he was hunting, the pretty nymph remained on the bed, hands clasped, listening to his movements quietly.

"There, I think that should do," he said finally, bringing the things over and laying them next to her. "Are you going to need some help?"

"Uh huh," she said, rising. "I can't tell the front from the back of the darn stuff."

He smiled as he helped her out of the nightie. "Okay. That's what I'm here for."

"Daddy," Dana said timidly as she lifted her arms for him, "I think there's something I should tell you."

"Oh? What's that?" There was a catch in his throat as he tossed the gown aside and stared at his daughter's tremendous tits and ringletcovered cunt.

She lowered her arms and tilted her face in his direction. "I hope you won't be mad, but I asked Nurse Sims what semen was."

"And what did she say?" he asked, trying to sound as blase as he could.

"Well, she said a man puts his seed in a girl, and they have a baby."

"That's about right." He picked up her brief panties, striving to maintain his self-control, but feeling his cock beginning to extend.

"But, where does he put the seed? That's the part I still don't understand. Can't you tell me? Miss Sims said I'm old enough to know those things."

He stood facing her, the sheer panties dangling from his limp fingers as he scanned the girl's luscious, satiny figure, knowing that it would take only a few simple acts to change her from a naive girl into an aware woman. Both his sister and the nurse had nearly convinced him what had to be done, but his conscience was still putting up a fight.

"Honey, can't you wait just a little while until Aunt Lynn gets back?

She can tell you what you need to know much better than I can."

"I'd rather you told me, Daddy. You're my father. If Mom was here, she'd do it, wouldn't she?"

Ken nodded mutely, forgetting for the moment that Dana couldn't see him. "Yes, I suppose she would. Sit down, and I'll do the best I can.

I'm not used to this sort of thing."

She felt his weight when he dropped down on the mattress next to her, then turned with her hands folded primly in her bare lap. She could hear his raspy breathing and sensed that he was nervous, but didn't know why. "Okay. I'm ready."

"Well, baby," he began slowly, "you know what my penis feels like."

"Uh huh."

His next words came out in a rush. "A man puts his penis in a hole between a girl's legs and then his semen goes into her womb, where the baby starts."

"You mean down here?" she asked, shyly placing the tips of her fingers on the pouting lips of her fluffy pussy.

"Yes." His hands were quivering, and he had to grab his knees to keep them still. "The same opening where you menstruate from."

"God!" she gasped, recoiling. "It's too big to fit in there!"

"No, it's not, sweet." He gritted his teeth and swallowed, feeling a burgeoning surge of excitement as he watched her touch her girlish cunny. "Here, let me show you what I mean. Lay back."

Dana fell back willingly, folding her hands on her abdomen, her legs draped over the side of the bed. Ken pushed her velvety thighs apart tenderly, then rested on an elbow while he caressed the girl's downcovered twat. Spreading her vulval lips, he began fondling her labia, parting the petal-like folds to rub the slick canyon with the tip of his index finger. She winced slightly, then let the tension flow from her as he titillated her sensitive love nest.

"Ooohhh, Jeez, Dad!" she whimpered. "That makes me feel all funny again, like it did when you gave me a bath!"

"I know, honey," he crooned, his dick leaping beneath his robe. "It's supposed to. Have you ever heard that part of you is called a cunt, or anything like that?"

"No."

"Well, that's what it is, and this is what a guy is supposed to do to it. It makes the girl wet. Can you feel it?"

"Uh huh. I'm starting to. I tickle inside, too."

"Good. Now, my penis is called a cock or prick. I'm going to show you with my finger how it goes inside a girl. All right?"

Delightful tremors were fluttering through her, but she was still reluctant. She had thought all they would do is talk, and this was totally unexpected. "Will it hurt?"

"Of course not. All women do it. It's the only way they can have children."

"Okay, then. I sure feel weird, though. It would be a lot better if I could see what you're doing."

"All you have to do is feel it, baby. Sex is usually done in the dark, anyway."

The delicate mouth of her vagina was becoming moist as he rimmed it with his finger, but it was not wet enough yet for insertion. While he thumbed her dainty little clitoris gently, he lowered his head and began kissing her fleshy tits, wiping his lips across her pink nipples and feeling them harden.

"Daddy!" she panted. "Oh, wow! I'm getting scared! Really strange things are going on in my tummy! Jeepers! This is too much!"

"It's all right," he whispered, feeling her vibrate under his loving caresses. "There's nothing to be afraid of. Daddy's only trying to show you what sex feels like. Once you see, you'll understand how beautiful it is."

In her world of darkness, all Dana could go by were the joyous tingles that seemed to reverberate through her torso and limbs. His lips and hand were light, yet in a way demanding, on her body, forcing contractions in her abdomen that were similar to her menstrual cramps but infinitely more wonderful.

When a tiny trickle of dew began to seep from her orifice, Ken carefully inched the tip of his finger into her tunnel, cautiously feeling for the membrane of her hymen that he was certain she still had. The tube was tight, as he knew it would be, stretching only enough to admit his probing digit.

"Daddy!" she simpered, struggling not to pull away or writhe as the thick finger pierced her virginal pussy. "That's enough! Please! I see what it's like!"

Ken was still sucking and slurping on her tits, the ache in his genitals having grown to agonizing proportions. With his finger in her drooling snatch and her lush cones brushing his face, all inhibitions had fled, and incestuous lust was making his heart beat fiercely in his chest.

"Ooohhh, baby!" he moaned, his feverish mind caught up in the turmoil of heated passion. "Let Daddy give you a climax! Let me show you what it's like to cum! Lord! You're such a fantastically perfect girl!"

"No, Dad! Don't! Honest, I've had enough! You're really scaring me! No more! Please!"

Even as she was pleading with him, he was sliding off the bed to the floor, undoing the sash of his robe as he crawled between her parted legs. The coral-colored inner lips were open, and he found himself staring into the puckered opening of her cunt and the pink sphincter of her asshole.

"Honey, I'm going to lick your cunt and make you cum! You're going to love it! Just relax and let Daddy lap that juicy pussy. It feels so good you'll probably want me to do it again! Take it easy! Damn, you smell so good!"

Dana felt his hot, steamy breath against her twat and rectum, and while it was pleasant, it wasn't enough to dissipate her fears. Her stomach was churning, and there was an uncontrollable tic in her leg muscles.

Then he was nuzzling the insides of her thighs and teasing the furrow in her crotch with his tongue.

"Daddy, no, please! You shouldn't! It's not right! Nnnooo! Oh, God!

Stop! Hhhuuuhhh! Stop! Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Ken lowered his mouth to the crack of her ass and, starting with her anus, he sloshed and swabbed his tongue all the way up to her clit, which was now poking out of its tiny sheath. He savored the sweet taste of her honey before swallowing it, inhaling deeply her fresh girlish scent while he drank her love juice.

"Dad! Please don't! Something's happening inside me! Stop! Ooohhh, God, stop!"

He had lifted her legs and had hung them over his shoulders, and she was clamping his head with her thighs to keep him from burrowing his gobbling mouth into her slash. His tongue was up her now while his nose rubbed against that funny little thing that sent electric shocks through her. Her mind was spinning, and multicolored lights were flashing behind her squinted eyelids.

Ken could hardly hear her cries with her legs pressed so tightly against his ears. Twirling his tongue around in her flaming twat, he moved his hands up across her rib cage to cover and knead her plump tits. Through the haze that filled his head, he was determined to make her climax, but not at the expense of driving his organ into her and taking her cherry. That he could not do!

"Dad!" she shrieked. "Something crazy is happening to me! Oh, don't!

Dddaaaddd! Please get up! Stop! Oh, stop! I don't want to feel like this!"

Startling contractions gripped her, making her convulse spasmodically.

She lurched off the mattress, thrusting her crotch at his face with a crazed abandon that overpowered her. Radiant heat poured out from her pelvis to encompass her and make her nipples tingle. She clutched his wrists with fierce tenacity until the breathtaking sensation passed, then slumped back weakly to let the waves of orgasm roll away.

"Daddy…I'm…too…weak…to…move," she said in a quavering voice. "I…didn't…know…you…were… . going…to do…that!"

Ken lowered her feet to the floor, wiped his mouth, then rose with his rigid pecker doing a dance in front of him. "Dana, I just didn't know how else to do it, to show you. I'm sorry if it shocked you, but couples do that all the time, and there's nothing wrong with it. Do you understand any better now?"

The girl sat up and rubbed her thighs with clammy palms. "A little bit better. Is that what a girl feels like when a guy puts his whatchmacallit inside her?"

"That's right. It's almost the same thing."

"And that stuff, semen, comes out of the guy? In her tummy?"

"Uh huh. It's called intercourse, or fucking." He looked down at the painfully swollen joint jutting out from his pelvis, and wondered if he had the nerve to ask her to jack him off again. He had put her through quite enough already, and wasn't sure he should ask more of her.

"Why did you want to suck my breasts?" she asked suddenly. "I thought they were just to feed babies with."

He shook his head sadly as he closed his robe over his erection, realizing he should never have started this without Lynn's help.

"Almost all men and boys like to suck them too, baby."

"But why?"

"Because they're nice and soft and they taste good. Are you ready to get dressed, now?"

She reached down and felt the wetness in the hair surrounding her gash.

"I think I should wash up first. I'm kinda sticky and messy."

"Sure, hon. Take my hand. Here."

Leading her to the bathroom, Ken wet a cloth and knelt in front of her to wipe off her pussy. Aching twinges were circulating in his prick and testicles, and he knew he'd have to get his rocks off soon or wind up with blue balls for the rest of the day. It wasn't a pleasant prospect to look forward to.

"Daddy, what does the girl do to the guy when he licks her like you licked me?" Dana, asked, almost as though she could read his mind while he dried her crotch.

"Oh, several things," he replied, hanging up the towel.

"Like what?"

"Well, like holding him the way you did to me this morning, or… putting her mouth on it." They said to be factual, and damn it, that's what he was going to do.

"Really?" the girl asked, astonished. "The whole thing?"

"Most of it, anyway. C'mon. Let's go get some clothes on you."

"I'll put my hand on it again, if you want me to," Dana volunteered as they were going down the hall. "It wasn't bad, and I wouldn't mind."

She wasn't too enthusiastic about it, but he had said it had pleased him, and she was willing to do anything in her power to make him happy and keep him around for as long as she could.

"It's nice of you to offer, honey, but it isn't necessary. I think we should get you in the living room and surprise your Aunt Lynn when she comes back."

It wasn't what he meant at all. He wanted her to jerk him off with her small warm hand, but things were going too far too fast, and he wasn't sure just where he could draw the line. The taste of her pussy still lingered in his mouth, and when he thought of how her scalding virgin sheath would feel on his straining dick it sent chills up his spine.

At the bedside, he helped her step into her panties and pulled them up, then fitted the cups of her bra to her tits, turning her around so he could fasten it. He was an expert at undoing the damn things, but he was at a loss at how to connect them again. He was struggling with it intently when the hard nose of his stiff joint rubbed against the crack of her ass. Dana silently reached behind her, pushed her hand under his robe, and wrapped her fingers around his long thick erection.

Her hold wasn't uncertain this time. It was firm, and she could feel an electric desire exuding from the organ in her grasp, but for what she didn't know. She wanted feverishly to rip the patches from her eyes and look at her father's muscle, to gaze on it and examine it, but knew he would never stand for that.

"Daddy," she said softly, turning to face him but keeping her fist on his penis, "I'll even put my mouth on it. You said that's what girls do."

Dana's sweet innocence and childish purity were tearing him apart. He knew that what she was doing was fighting in her own way for his love and attention, acting without guile to make him stay with her and be the father he should be. That knowledge only added to his overwhelming desire to make her take the place of the wife he had lost.

"Don't, kitten," he said, his voice a croak. "This won't get either of us anywhere. It'll only make things worse."

"It won't hurt me, will it?"

"No, but…!" He gripped her shoulders and hung his head, wanting to harshly reprimand her, yet yearning for her mouth on his sore swollen joint.

"Then I'll do it," Dana said firmly, sitting down on the bed in front of him. Guided by her hand on his cock, she leaned forward and pressed her soft lips against the satin-smooth tip of his rod.

"Oh, God, baby," he moaned, twining his fingers in her blonde hair as he stepped up between her feet. All restraint was gone now. Whatever principles he had had were swallowed up in his urgent need for her tender mouth on his prick. Every man has his boundaries, and he had overstepped his with carnal intent. "Suck it, sweet! Jesus! Take it in your mouth and suck on it! Don't hold back! Use your tongue, too!"

The girl was holding the root of his tendoned peter as she parted her lips and took the gigantic poker into her mouth. The cockhead entered, then the hairy shaft. She tried not to scrape her teeth on it as the velvety knob slid over her tongue and rubbed against her palate. Her jaws were opened wide, but still the thick penis filled her mouth.

Ken let her take in as much of his member as she could, then began pumping his hips back and forth, fucking her mouth with long even strokes and watching his tool go in and out of her oral cavity.

"Suck it, Dana! Suck, honey! Oh, Jesus, baby, that feels so damn good!

That's it! Suck harder! Make Daddy cum, sweetheart! Unh! Unh! Unh!"

Dana was amazed at how simple and easy it was to please him. His penis felt good in her mouth, and the hair on his shaft tickled her lips as he speared it in and out. Obeying him, she applied suction to the immense pole, drawing her cheeks in until she had it clamped tight. It was then that she felt his swinging scrotum and reached down with her free hand to cup his testicles. They were like huge marbles enclosed in a sack.

"Lord, Dana, more! Suck, baby! Ooohhh, fuck! Fuck! Your mouth is beautiful! Blow me off! Christ, you're tremendous!"

His ass cheeks were clenched tightly and his legs quavered as he wormed his thrumming dick deeper and deeper into her mouth with each thrust.

It was exactly like screwing a tight cunt, and the jizz was already bubbling its way toward his organ. There was nothing else in the world now except his daughter's lovely mouth, and all he could think of was expelling his load into it.

The girl's jaws were beginning to ache, and she was becoming worried as the bulbous cock-head penetrated farther down her throat. It was already touching her tonsils, and she was afraid she was going to gag if it went any deeper. Still, she mouthed it as best she could, swishing her tongue across his cock as he darted in more and more quickly.

The tendons on Ken's neck stood out sharply and his face was beginning to redden as he gripped her head tightly and plowed his rod through her lips. The pressure she was applying to his prick was drawing the sperm rapidly through his groin, and the starting rapture of ejaculation was surging through him.

"Suck, Dana! Ooohhh, blow me! Fffuuuccckkk! Lord, what a mouth! Suck sweet! Daddy's about ready! Oh, fuck! Fuck!"

The giant prick punching her mouth was getting even larger, and Dana was concerned that she couldn't take any more. Her Dad was already pushing it in so far it was touching the back of her throat, and it was getting difficult to breathe. She was nearly at the point of backing away when he suddenly withdrew, leaving only the head between her lips, and a gush of hot thick semen spewed into her mouth.

The release of his pent-up wad made Ken jerk spastically and a violent shudder ran through him. His back arched and his legs bent as he threw his head back to stare blindly at the ceiling.

The explosion took the girl off-guard. She hadn't expected him to shoot off in her mouth, and her cheeks bloated with the river of seething cum until she could choke it down. It seemed as though it would never stop, but gradually the squirting jets slowed to a trickle, and she was able to swallow it all.

Heaving a deep sigh, Ken took a step backward, popping his cock from between her lips. One look at her cum-flecked lips was all it took to make him feel weak with shame. He knelt in front of her and tenderly wiped her mouth with the sleeve of his robe.

"God, honey," he groaned, "I'm so awfully sorry that happened. I…

I meant to pull out, but I just couldn't. You're not sick or anything, are you?"

Dana rinsed her mouth with saliva, then said, "No, Daddy. I guess I'm okay. I didn't know you were going to do that is all. I'll be fine in a minute."

Putting his arms around her, he pushed his face into the valley between her bra-covered tits and hugged her tightly. "Are you sorry that you did it, honey?"

She circled his neck and pulled him close.

"Huh, uh, Daddy. If that's what you wanted, I don't care. As long as you're happy, I am, too."

He pulled away and got to his feet. "Do you want to finish getting dressed, now? Everyone else should be getting home pretty soon."

"Yeah, I think I would."

She rose and stood silently while he helped her on with the rest of her things. Strange and eerie things had happened to her while she was sucking him, and she was trying to sort them out. She had felt as she had many times when she wanted something special to eat, but couldn't make up her mind what. Then too, there was a moisture in her crotch again that she had felt when he touched her down there.

"Daddy," she asked as he was buckling her sandals, "did Mom ever do that to you? Putting her mouth on it, I mean?"

"Yes, she did. Many, many times." It couldn't harm anything now to admit the facts.

"Did she like it?"

He straightened up and patted her on the arm. "She certainly did. She told me so often."

"Is it better than that other thing? You know, uhh, fucking?"

"Not better, but just as good. You see, baby, there are a lot of different ways to have sex. Some of them we haven't talked about yet, but you'll learn about them in time."

"Oh. Well, all right. Can we go in the living room, now?"

"Sure thing. Here's my hand."

He took her in and seated her in a chair, then told her he was going to go dress. After putting some records on the stereo, he headed for his room. As he selected clothes and put them on, he swore at himself quietly for letting things go so far. Of course, what could he logically expect from himself? He had been living a lie for years.

In the living room, Dana was having thoughts of a different nature. She was still overawed by the physical and mental aspects of sex and the way they had affected her. The thrilling sensations had left her baffled, wondering whether her reactions were normal or whether it was because it was her father she was involved with.

The sound of the front door opening startled her and her head spun around even though she couldn't see.

"Well, hello, there," Lynn said. "My, I didn't expect to see you up and around. How are you feeling?"

"Oh, all right. Dad's getting dressed."

"I should hope so. It's late enough. Toby, take those packages to your room and start packing. We haven't got much time. I have a million things to do before we leave."

"Yes, ma'am."

The boy left the room, and Lynn sagged down into a chair. She lit a cigarette and wiped a hand across her brow. "Well, did you and your father have a good time this morning?"

A smile flitted across Dana's face. "Yes. It's nice to have him back."

Ken strolled in then and nodded to his sister. "Get everything done?"

"Finally, thank God. You wouldn't believe the stores. And those idiots at the travel agency that couldn't make up their mind where they wanted to take their vacation. Jesus! What a mess!"

"I imagine. What time do you have to leave?"

Lynn glanced at her watch. "Oh, damn. Ken, be a dear and call me a cab for an hour from now. You'll want the car, and it's a lot easier to take a taxi."

"Okay. I'll fix us a drink, too."

Oh, Jeez! Dana thought. Now I'll be almost alone with him for a while!

Wow!