“You are no longer an innocent girl in her 20s. You are a mature woman now.” He spoke softly, lacking emotion. “Wise to the ways of the world. You know how to manipulate a man. The first time you left your husband and moved back home… remember… you got your kicks teasing me. I remember you sitting in the living room next to your mother… wearing no panties, knowing you were showing it to me. That, and 100 other things to torture me for past indiscretions… daring me to touch you… or, even suggest… It’s time you paid up.”
Janet knew everything her father said was true. She watched him as he began to undress. She could not keep herself from glancing at his thick, though short, firm erection. Her hands grudgingly let go of the covers when he reached to grip them, walking them off her down to the bottom of the bed.
“Spread your legs for me.” He said. “Come on, Janet, I know you’re not shy.” His meaning understood as she lifted and spread her knees, giving him an unobstructed view of her pussy.
Like son like father! He took a position, chest down on the bed, between her legs and studied her pussy for a few long moments. He found his daughter’s pussy totally different her mother’s, Martha, she, having virtually no labia lips to speak of. He desired to touch it, but restrained himself. Instead, he maneuvered up to mount her.
“Put it in for me, would you, my dear.”
Janet did as requested, placing the head of his cock to her treasure hole, feeling him push into her, she, still lubricated enough that his cock easily penetrated her, pushing deep. She expected a no-frills, frantic, fast-paced race to orgasm, but it did not occur. Her father cradled her lovingly in his arms, kissing her lightly over her face and neck, as he began to stroke into her slowly. She gripped the back of his thighs with the heels of her feet, but did not engage herself.
“I’m not the animal you think I am.” He whispered into her ear. “I rarely get any loving from your mother anymore. I need a warm embrace and my cock inside a woman’s warm belly every now and then. Surely you can understand that since you’ve allowed your brother between your legs.”
“I do. I understand that, dad.” Janet replied, her heart softening, the cock inside of her beginning to have its affect.
Darin was now withdrawing most of his length, lightly stabbing it back into her, only occasionally pushing deep. Involuntarily, Janet moaned with each deep penetration. He continued fucking her in this manner until her moans were pretty much continuous. He would bring her to orgasm dragging her slowly up the ladder. Her ass was soon returning his thrusts, her knees ratcheting slowly, matching his rhythm – fully engaged.
“I’m sorry, dad. I should have given you some pussy a long time ago.” She whispered. “Your cock is wonderful! I didn’t know you were hurting. I just thought you were a dirty old man.”
Father and daughter continued their slow, but lustful incestuous intercourse, uncovered, in the bright illumination of the eggshell white bedroom. The door was securely locked and they felt safe from exposure, but there were eyes on them.