Gayle's Dad

I washed her gently the next morning, lathering her under the staccato pulse of the shower head, as she wriggled happily in my arms, again and again directing my hands to her most intimate places. "I love you Daddy," she growled in my ear, nipping at me as talked, "And you're going to be my first man, my only man," she finished ferociously.

"We're going to Aunt Cathy's tomorrow sweetie," I said, as my shaft bounced between our stomachs, "We can't do anything... "

"It's only for eight days Daddy, and then, when we come home... I'm not going to be a virgin in 2004 Daddy," she promised as she slipped to her knees, drawing me into her mouth as I stood helplessly erect, a slave to her ministering lips...

... We left that night for Burlington, as I moved our drive up one day to avoid what I knew would happen if we stayed one more night alone in my house, and arrived before ten to a joyous welcome from Cathy and Izzy.

We were like a perfect family in the days that followed, four people who loved each other and reveled in each others company. We shopped, and caroled, and cut and decorated a Christmas tree, and pinned up a mistletoe and wrapped presents and talked together for hours, remembering all our past holiday memories.

And as the days passed I couldn't help but often think that life would be perfect if we could just all live together like this and watching Cathy wondered if we'd ever relive the magical week we had spent in each others arms so long ago.

On Christmas eve, after the girls had gone to bed Cathy, handing me a book, pushed me towards the girls room, insisting, "Please Bill, you haven't read them the story for three years, you must.."

They had been in bed about fifteen minutes when I opened the door to the bedroom and I chuckled when I saw the two of them still up, talking, the only illumination coming from a small lamp by the bed.

"Ho, Ho, Ho."

"Daddy!" Gayle shrieked when she saw me enter wearing the Santa cap and a long white beard. "You're not really going to read to us are you?" she added, a little girls excitement in her voice.

"Sit between us Unc," Izzy insisted, pulling the sheet back to let me sit between them. "Is Mom coming?"

"She's too busy wrapping," I answered as I sat between the two girls, unable not to notice the sexy little wrappings the two were wearing. Blond Izzy was just wearing a thin, white teddy that just served to highlight her pointed, high breasts while just reaching the tops of her velvet upper thighs. I knew that any small movement and her blond curls and her pink slit would be exposed to my view.

She grinned as she watched my eyes quickly travel over her and then move to Gayle, whose thin, ivory nightie did nothing to conceal her considerable charms. As I watched her full, round orbs move under the silk cloth, her fat nipples obvious, I remembered these two used to leave cookies and milk for Santa when they were young, and wondered if their sexy little display wasn't just a different style of welcome for Kris Kringle.

"OK, you two, you know the drill, hold up the book while I read," I ordered as I placed an arm around each of them and hugged them to me. As the three of us sat back against the pillows, each of the girls holding one side of the book open on my lap, I started...

'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse...

As I read to them, with their heads lightly placed on my shoulder and chest, their hair softly tickling me, and with their firm breasts pressing gently into my side, I couldn't help but be aroused. As my penis stretched and filled I came out of my erotic reverie and admonished myself for my thoughts. Christ, I have enough problems with Gayle without wanting to sleep with both of them I thought as I continued to read.

"And to all a good night... " I finished, just as Isabel stretched languidly, allowing her shirt to rise and her blond pussy to burst into view.

Jesus, I thought, and forced my eyes off my nieces pink lips. Turning to Gayle I knew she had seen my eyes wander to her cousins display and saw just for a second a flicker of excitement cross her eyes.

"Thanks Daddy," she said after looking at me quizzically for a few seconds, and leaned over, exposing her breasts completely, and gave me a soft kiss on my lips.

As I stood to go, Isabel jumped out of bed and plastered her curves into me while planting her lips into mine. "Night Uncle," she said, a sly, grinning smile on her face.

As I left the room and closed the door softly, the last words I heard were my daughter hissing at her cousin, "You little slut Izzy, you got poor Daddy excited again," and then heard them both giggle in glee.

"So how did the story go?" Cathy asked when I rejoined her in the living room.

"I think they're getting too old for stories Sis," I told her and then gave her a quick recap of my performance.

"I'm so happy Gayle's back Billy, to see her smiling again.."

"Thanks to your wonderful daughter."

"She loves you, you know Bill, Izzy I mean."

"I love her too Sis."

"No, she wants to love you,... like you and I once... oh shit," she said, tears on her cheek, "Just try not to hurt her Bill... she's so kind."

"I'll never hurt her Cathy, I'd kill myself first," I answered seriously and then added teasing, "So you do remember a week you once spent in the arms of a handsome younger man, do you?"...

Christmas was wonderful, the gifts numerous and well liked, and Sis's turkey moist and tasty, and all of us happy together. I felt a huge regret at leaving as we packed up late on the 29th and before driving off pulled Cathy aside, trying once more to convince her of my deepest desire. "You'd be happy Sis, with the four of us together in Montreal. No, don't say anything now, just think about it, just don't sign up for another year of teaching OK? Promise?"

As we started to pull away, Izzy darted over and whispered to me after I lowered the window, "New Years Eve, Unc, just remember, New Years Eve."

We arrived home well after midnight and both Gayle and I fell exhausted into our own beds, but when I was momentarily roused near dawn, I found my girl, naked, spooned comfortably into my welcoming body, sleeping soundly. I woke again hours later, wakened by an itch on my nose, and opening my eyes saw Gayle nibbling on it, a radiant smile on her face.

"What are you so happy about," I groused before she covered my mouth with hers. And then when she rolled on top of me, letting me feel every inch of her velvet skin, and insistently rubbed her hair covered mound on my engorged prick, I groaned and said, "I need you so bad Gayle, so, so bad,"

Hugging her as if in despair, I started to move my hands and fingers in a frenzy of sexual desire, but she stopped me, saying, "Daddy, I'm ready Daddy, please, put it in me, I'm gushing, pleasssse put him in me, fill your little daughter.."

I knelt between her legs after rolling her on her back, and as she looked down her body she could see my straining penis, see the drop of precum perched precariously at its tip, and her eyes were beseeching me when I lifted her hips and forced its big head an inch inside.

"Oh Daddy, I can feel him, he's so big Daddy," she squealed, her eyes never leaving the long shaft now sticking out from her cunt.

I could feel the thin wall, straining to protect its valued canal, struggling to prevent my alien invader from penetrating its owners darkness, but holding her ass firmly I smashed through her defenses, shoving six inches deep in one thrust.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,... Dadddy, NOOOOOOOOOO," She screamed as she stared at the huge invader, still not totally swallowed.

I could feel her blood trickling on my cock and my balls as it fled staining from her, but could also feel her cunt, her hot insides adjusting to me, adapting to the stuffing she was getting. "Are you OK honey?"

"It hurt Daddy, still hurts," she grunted. "But a good hurt. Don't take him out Daddy. How much more?" she gasped, and after lifting her head and seeing the amount left, groaned. "Jesus," she moaned as I stroked slowly within her, just letting her feel two thirds of my length. Minutes later I came, flooding my white sauce deep within her, but left my still hard penis within her, letting her continue to adjust to his size.

"Are you finished Daddy? I couldn't even take him all. I'm sorry Daddy, he's so big."

"He loves you honey, he loves you so much," I whispered. "Can you feel him in you now, hard, moving, feeling your sticky walls?" I asked as I started to slowly move again inside her, now penetrating further with each new thrust.

"Unnnnnnnnnhhhhhh," she moaned once when I fully penetrated her, feeling her womb wall trembling with the blow. "God, he's in, he's all the way in," Gayle yelled. "Your big cock is all the way in Daddy, oh fuck, fuck me Daddy," she screamed, her hips now rising to meet every downward thrust.

We came together, both of us screaming like banshees, our orgasms momentarily maddening us, reducing us to rutting beasts. "Jesus," I cried as we fell apart panting, our juices smeared over my softening penis.

"Oh Daddy, I did it," Gayle yelled, rolling into my arms and planting kisses all over my head.

"Was it OK honey? Did you like it?"

"Only you Daddy, only you can put your cock in me now, no one else, ever," she promised, and then grinning added, "I'm sore Daddy. Your big penis almost split me in two, but Daddy, so good, so, so fucking good," she yelled.

I carried her to the shower and we spent a half hour gently touching each other under the soft spray, confirming our intimacy, our love with every caress.

"God, look at the blood," she howled as we reentered the bedroom and saw the large stain on the sheet, "No wonder I'm so sore. I don't think I can do it again tonight Daddy."

"We got the rest of our lives honey," I whispered, "All the rest of our lives."

"Promise? Only me? You'll never cheat, promise me Daddy... Except for Izzy, of course," she ended laughing.

"Do you want me to sleep with Izzy?" I asked, surprised again by my perfect daughter.

"How could we ever be happy Daddy if Izzy wasn't with us? She's coming tomorrow, it's all arranged."

I fell back laughing, knowing the two little scamps would be trying to outwit me for a long, long time.

Isabel arrived as we lay talking in bed the next day, her cheeks flushed as she stared at our nakedness. Lifting the blood stained sheet from the floor where we had thrown it, she asked Gayle, "So Daddy's little thingamajig still works?"

"I think you're going to regret that remark," Gayle laughingly exclaimed, as she jumped from the bed and hugged her cousin. "In fact," she added, as she pulled the sweater over Izzy's head, "If you're a virgin Izzy, and I think you are, you may be begging for mercy in a few minutes."

"Did it hurt?" she asked, a trace of doubt in her eyes as her jeans dropped to her ankles.

"No, leave it on," I ordered, as she moved to remove her bra. "I think I like you in lacy underwear Izzy, I can see you wore your sexiest today."

Giggling, she said, "The bra is a sexy little lace balconet push up over a Brazilian sik tanga pant," she purred, as she did a pirouette in front of us, "In a deep russet color. I knew I better wear something nice," she explained, "I'm sure little Gayle here wore some of her dreary little... "

"I did not! Daddy, make Izzy take that back! Put your big cock in her Daddy," she encouraged me, "I want to hear her cry UNCLE."

"Ha, ha," Izzy smirked at her cousin, as I took her into my arms and made her lips spread for my fat tongue. Her nipples would always betray her, and both Gayle and I instantly noticed how she started to writhe under me the second I took one of her long thin buds between my teeth. "Oh, Uncle Bill," she cried as I sucked on one while tweaking the other with my hand.

As she came, sobbing as my both hands continued to massage her, I moved down between her legs and like Gayle before her lifted her hips up, lining her pussy's now sopping lips with my shaft. Taller and thinner than her cousin, she had even more trouble handling the entrance of my thick cockhead, squealing as I positioned it just inside her now distended lips, crying as she felt it stopped by her vibrating hymen. "Oooh Uncle Bill, I feel him, he's stretching me, I don't think... "

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Gayle holding Izzy's hands in hers, trying to help her cousin through the pain that was still vivid in her mind. Still kneeling, I moved, and almost deafened by her wail of despair, her "Noooooooooooo," watched her red blood spill out over her blond curls as I penetrated her completely in one savage thrust.

"Oh Daddy," Gayle cried, "Don't hurt Izzy, please don't hurt her."

But while her sheathe was tighter than Gayle's, she could handle my length easier, and as her body worked hard to lubricate my continually thrusting penis I could slowly feel her body come alive under me. As I rammed again and again into her clenching tunnel, I let my fingers loose on her nipples, twisting and pulling their nerve filled ends, eliciting shrieks of pleasure from my stuffed niece.

"Yessss... Yesssss... yesssssssss... yessssssssssssss... " She screamed in perfect cadence with my lunges and when I finally bathed her insides, letting her feel a males hot cum inside her for the first time, she squealed, a squeal of total pleasure at my cock's total domination of her femaleness.

As she lay spread, open, her distended pussy leaking my sauce, I took her a second time, filling her totally, and then, my cock deep inside, I flipped her over, and finished her doggie style. And as I stroked, I loved hearing her little grunts of pleasure as she thrashed wildly below me, grunts muffled by the pillows I continually drove her into.

Later, as I lay between my two loves, the questions, the teasing started -

"My breasts are nicer, aren't they Uncle Bill?"

"My thick black hair is much softer and more beautiful than her blond mop, isn't it Daddy."

"I kiss better don't I?"

"I'm better for Daddy, he fits me better."

"Black, black, black," Izzy sneered. "At least I'm not a slut."

"Your daddy just feels sorry for you, he prefers me."

"He does not, do you Daddy?"

"I'm a blond Gayle, everyone prefers blonds."

"Bimbos, that's what blonds are," Gayle shrieked. "You're chubby," Izzy laughed. "At least I'm not anorexic."

"Remember Gayle, when your daddy marries me, I'll be you're step-mother."

I finally tried to pull the giggling cousins apart, but only ended up with the two of them on top of me, straddling me as they faced each other, my erect penis between their bouncing thighs.

"At least I was able to suck Daddy's cock," Gayle boasted triumphantly, "You're ugly little mouth could never do that.

"You did not! She didn't, did she Uncle Bill?" Izzy asked, peering over her cousin's shoulder to see me. But seeing my nod, she boasted, "Well then, I'll do it better," and the girl's argument and attention soon turned towards my now straining prick.

"Well," Izzy demanded minutes later, a strand of my seed hanging from the corner of her life, "Was I better Unc?"

I awoke the next morning to my sweet daughter riding my hard cock, and just momentarily wondered if I hadn't unleashed a monster even too large for my tastes, but as the first spasms of orgasm exploded within me, Izzy, lying at my side, asked, "Uncle Bill, when you were young, did you ever make love to Mommy?"

THE END

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