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~Subject: - jilly.txt [01/01]
~From: hm300@hotmail.com (David Roch)
~Date: Sun, 22 Sep 96 21:40:21 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.incest,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.incest,alt.stories.incest


                          
                          A Father-Daughter Thing

                                A story by

                                  ACHILLES

Tony wasn’t looking forward to the weekend, or the week that followed come
to that. His wife Jo had gone to visit her mother and she would be away
that long, leaving him with all the housework, cooking and running his
daughter to school and all the activities that she busied herself with.

Oh well, it could be worse he supposed. His daughter Jill was fun to be
with, full of the enthusiasms of the average fifteen year old. She and he
had always been close ever since she was born. He remembered wistfully the
hours he used to pace up and down in the middle of the night when she was a
baby, patting her back to get up the wind that had woken her and started
her screaming, changing her nappies and bathing her. All the messy jobs
that Jo reckoned were his contribution to the upbringing of their only
child. But it hadn’t always been as tiresome as that. He smiled gently as
he recalled the wonderful sunny days when they went to play in the park or
the woods, playing Little Red Riding Hood with him as the Big Bad Wolf out
to catch her, growling fiercely as she ran shrieking with delight away from
him to hide behind the nearest tree.

No, it hadn’t been bad at all. In fact, he couldn’t imagine life without
his little Jilly, her smiles and her tears. They were as close as father
and daughter could be. Yes, perhaps this next week wouldn’t be too bad
after all.

Satisfied with this little bit of rationalisation, Tony sat back in the car
with the engine running and waited for his daughter to come out of the
house and join him. He was used to waiting for Jill now. Young girls always
seemed to require four times as much time as anyone else to get ready for
anything, checking that their clothes were just right for the occasion,
that the newly permitted blusher was just so - not too much, but not so
little that people wouldn’t notice that she was a big girl now and using
it. Shame about the bloody braces on her teeth though. Still, she needed
them if she was to straighten out those front teeth of hers, and they gave
her a certain appeal once you grew used to them.

Finally a whirlwind erupted out of the house, slamming the door behind her
as she ran down the drive. Tony felt a glow of pride as he watched his
daughter run towards him. There was no doubt about it but she was
blossoming into a beautiful young woman. Her ballet tights set off her slim
legs which merged gently into her developing hips. The firm outline of her
young breasts just starting to swell under the tight vest drew the eye up
to her swan neck, accentuated by the severely pulled back dark brown hair
drawn up into a small bun perched on the top of her head in typical ballet
fashion.

“Come on then Daddy, we’ll be late!” she said with all the studied logic of
women who had kept men waiting since the beginning of time, and grinned
impishly up at him as she flung her bag into the back seat and fussed
around with the seat belt.

“Miss Jones will kill me if I’m late again.”

Tony smiled to himself as he let the gear in and started to drive off. Yes,
she was certainly growing up!

Ballet class was one of Jo’s passions and she normally took Jill to it
every week. However, Tony thought to himself as he watched the class
warming up, it didn’t seem too much of a chore. In fact, he found that he
quite enjoyed looking at all the young girls stretching and pirouetting in
front of him as he sat with all the mums along the side of the hall. Where
else could a man go and legitimately gaze at plump little girls parading up
and down in next to nothing? Even at the swimming pool it was considered
impolite to stare at little girls, but here it was expected and, indeed,
encouraged. Yes, he could quite get to like this job. Perhaps he would
suggest to Jo that he relieve her from time to time. Certainly he would
need some ‘relief’ after this morning. That girl over there, for example,
didn’t she have the most deliciously pointed little tits?

But there was no doubt about it, his Jilly had the finest figure of all. In
his eyes she stood out from the crowd like a rose in a bed of daisies. As
he watched her move gracefully among the other rather ungainly girls he
guiltily realised that he was beginning to get a hard on. Crossing his
legs, he surreptitiously looked around to see if anyone had noticed the
growing bulge in his trousers. Then, satisfied that no-one had, he returned
his concentration to the front in time to see Jilly slowly turning in front
of him, her arms gracefully held high over her head. She was up on her
points and her toes made rapid little movements as she maintained her
balance during the turn. These staccato little steps vibrated up her legs
and caused her glowing young flesh to quiver, ever so slightly, but
deliciously. The urge to take his now rock hard cock out and masturbate was
overpowering, but Tony maintained an impassive pose of half bored
nonchalance. ‘My god! he thought to himself, What am I thinking of? That’s
my daughter out there, not just any girl.’

He’d never looked at his daughter in this way before, and he felt a wash of
furtive guiltiness rush through him. He felt as if every eye in the room
was on him as he sat there looking at her, desiring her. He mentally shook
himself and forced his eyes away, concentrating instead on a particularly
sallow young man practicing ballet positions at the back of the hall. That
did it. Tony felt his cock subsiding and he gradually felt back in command
of himself. He managed to stay that way for the rest of the hour until Jill
rushed up to him, glowing from her exertion, and told him that class was
over and it was time to get home.

That afternoon they both went out to do the shopping in the nearby town.
Jill chattered incessantly, hanging onto his arm and pulling him from one
clothes shop to another. “Can I get some makeup please Daddy?” she pleaded.
“Mummy wouldn’t mind, I know she wouldn’t” Tony knew that Jo had definite
ideas about her daughter and makeup and permitted only the minimum basics.
“There’ll be time enough for all that later when she’s older,” she would
say. But Jo was away at her Mother’s now and Tony thought to himself, ‘Why
not, this will be a special Father-Daughter thing that we can do together -
our little secret.’

“OK then,” he smiled, “But I don’t share your confidence about your
mother’s agreement. If I buy you some makeup it will be our little secret,
and you must never use it when she’s around.”

“Oh Daddy!” Jill squealed in delight and squeezed his arm. “I like that
even better. It’ll feel so deliciously naughty. I’ll wear it only for you
then. Oh I love you Daddy!” With that she dragged him into the store and
made a beeline for the cosmetics counter where she immediately got into
animated debate with the young assistant there. Tony left them both to it.
He didn’t have a clue about makeup, or any other of these female mysteries.
There seemed to be much giggling involved in the process, and both girls
kept giving him sidelong glances as first this was tried, then that.
Finally, a flushed and happy Jill collared her father and proudly showed
him a small package - and a bill. His eyes widened a bit when he saw the
total, but then he had no idea what these things cost so paid up without a
murmur.

“Daddy,” Jill said as they walked away from the counter, “Daddy, can I get
just one more thing?”

“Well, OK. What is it darling?”

To his amazement, Jill blushed, then blurted out that she had always wanted
some nice feminine underwear instead of the ‘sensible’ things that Jo
always got her. Tony laughed. “And that’s something you can wear hidden
under your clothes when she’s around, is that it?” Jill nodded and grinned.

“OK, in for a penny in for a pound. If we’re to have a secret it might as
well be a good one. Where do we go to get this frilly stuff?”

“Over here,” Jill pulled him along, “The cosmetics assistant told me that
they’ve got some lovely things in the next department.”

Once again Tony waited, as most men do, well outside the Ladies’ Underwear
department and waited for his daughter to reappear. After half an hour or
so Jill emerged with another assistant and an even larger bill. This time
the purchase rated one of the store’s flashy bags which Jill proudly
displayed with just the right amount of discreet ostentation.

“Right, my girl. It’s high time we got home now, before you spend all my
money!” The two of them left the store, Jill clutching her father’s arm and
jauntily swinging her ‘valued client’ bag. The groceries were already in
the boot of the car from their earlier efforts in the supermarket, so Tony
turned the car into the main street and drove off in the direction of their
home.

Throughout the journey Jill maintained a firm silence on the contents of
her bag, just saying nonchalantly , “You’ll see Daddy. You’ll see.” So Tony
contented himself with tuning into Jilly’s favourite pop station and trying
to keep up with singing the words of the songs which she, of course, knew
off by heart.

Later that evening, after a simple meal which Jill insisted on making
‘romantic’ with candles on the table, Tony sat back and relaxed on the
settee in front of the wood fire and watched television whilst his daughter
busied herself in the bath and her bedroom, preparing what she mysteriously
called her ‘surprise’.

A soft knock sounded on the living room door, and Jill’s muffled voice
asked if he was ready. Tony turned to the door to see it slowly open and
his daughter walk slowly in, a nervous look on her face. A face transformed
into glowing beauty by the careful use of the cosmetics she had bought that
day. Not too much, as he had feared, but just enough to accentuate her
natural beauty. Her lips shone a gentle pink, her cheekbones were
accentuated just enough to hide the residual childish chubbiness, and her
blue eyes glowed from the skillful application of eye shadow and eyebrow
liner. She looked gorgeous!

She slowly entered the room, her dressing gown swishing as she gently swung
her hips, until she stood before him. “I saw you today.” She said softly.
“I saw you looking at me in the ballet class.” She quickly licked her lips,
and suddenly looked very young and nervous. Then, defiantly, she said, “I
saw you getting hard when you watched me Daddy. Did I look nice?”

“You looked gorgeous, Jilly,” Tony husked, hardly believing his ears.

She continued looking nervous. “Even with the braces? I always feel so ugly
with those tooth braces.”

“With the braces too, my darling. You were the most beautiful girl in the
hall. Anywhere, in fact.”

Jill’s face cleared and a radiant smile transformed her face. “Then here’s
what I got today, Daddy. Just for you, because I love you so much.”

With that, she opened her dressing gown an let it slip off her shoulders
onto the floor. Tony gasped as he saw his daughter revealed in nothing more
than a thin red wisp of semi-transparent lace that cupped her swelling
young breasts, leaving the jutting pink nipples proudly exposed above its
constraints, and a red garter belt supporting sheer red stockings. Just a
garter belt, no panties at all!

An electric silence filled the room as Tony’s eyes slowly moved down his
daughter’s body. Down from her beautiful young face to the luscious swell
of her developing breasts. Over the taut firmness of her belly to the
sensuous lift of her mound lightly dusted with dark brown hair and framed
by the garter belt and her thighs. His avid gaze stopped there, transfixed
by the deep crevice splitting her mound. Moist pinkness jutted out,
caressed by a hint of the thin inner lips of her cunt.

His cock strained at his trousers, painful in its urgency to be released,
and his stomach felt hollow as excitement coursed through him. “You’re
beautiful, my darling. You’re so beautiful!” He reached up with his hands
and she clasped them and pulled him up and to her. Looking down on her
uptilted face, he gently stroked her cheek and said, “I love you my darling
Jilly.”

I’ve always loved you Daddy.” she husked, and closed her eyes as her lips
hungrily sought his. Mouth clamped to mouth, wide open with lust and
tongues frantically exploring each other, father and daughter clung to each
other with ever increasing urgency. Tony’s hands moved down her back until
they came to the soft swell of her buttocks, then gloriously, voluptuously,
caressed each firm young mound, pulling her body harder and closer to him.
He felt his rigid cock pressing hard up the length of her flat belly, and
the hard bump of her mound grinding on his thigh.

Urgently, they broke apart panting for breath and Jill’s fingers
frantically tore at his belt trying to get it undone. Tony pushed her hands
away and undid it himself, struggling to undo it and get out of his
trousers whilst still kissing her neck. Jill gave up on the shirt
fastenings and savagely tore the front open, buttons flying everywhere.

Suddenly he was naked, his skin pressed deliciously against the feminine
softness of her flesh, the sharp hard nipples of her breasts on his chest
and the warm feel of wetness where she was grinding her cunt against his
pushing thigh.

“Daddy, Daddy, Daddy,” she was moaning, her hands exploring him as urgently
as his on her. “Fuck me Daddy. Fuck me please, please, please!”

A tiny knot of sanity surfaced in Tony’s mind as he heard her pleas, and he
drew back, holding her flushed body by the shoulders. “You know I
shouldn’t,’ he panted. “You know that we shouldn’t make love to each other.
Are you really sure you want us to do this Jilly?”

Jill stopped squirming and stood absolutely still, looking her father
direct in the eye. “I’ve never wanted anything so much in my life Daddy. I
know it’s supposed to be wrong, and I know that Mummy must never know about
this. But I’ve always wanted you to make love to me. I dream of you at
night when I touch myself, and I’ve never found anyone who comes anywhere
near to what I want as you. Boys just bore me, and just the thought of
another man inside me makes me feel sick. I’ve wanted you like this ever
since I first knew about and wanted sex. Don’t you want me Daddy?”

He answered his daughter by gently caressing the turgid nipples on her
breasts and softly kissing her, bringing a quick nervous gasp from her as
the excitement tingled down through her body to her thighs. His hand moved
slowly down, over her hip and round to her stomach, down until his fingers
found the soft wetness of her cleft. He caressed the length of her slit,
finally slipping first one finger then two into the wet, slippery flesh.
She gasped as he stroked up the side of her clitoris, then buckled at the
knees as he began to rhythmically stroke along its stiffening length.

They both collapsed slowly onto the floor, his finger never once giving up
its gentle, insistent stroking. His body thrilled as he felt her small
fingers clasp his penis and stroke along its rigid length. “You’re so big
Daddy,” she whispered, “Will I be able to get you inside me?”

“There’s only one way to find out Jilly. Lie back and bring your knees up
to your chest. That’s it - wide open darling. Wider!”

Her father positioned himself over her, his rampant cock swinging slightly
as it jutted out over her belly. He looked down and paused to savour the
sight of his delicious daughter spread wide open underneath him, then
grasped his cock and guided it between her thighs. Her cunt lips had
swollen with excitement and her crevice now gaped half open, revealing the
wet inner lips, her stiff little clitoris and a small, dark hole that
marked the entrance to her vagina.

‘This may hurt a little at first my darling. I’ll try to be as gentle as
possible.”

“Thank you Daddy.” she panted. “But please don’t wait any longer. I want
you inside me now. I want you to fuck me deep and hard!”

Tony stroked the tip of his cock up and down her crevice, moistening it
with her slippery juices. As an extra precaution, he dipped his fingers in
her slit and spread the moisture over the length of his shaft until it
shone in the dim light and was as slippery as she was inside.

Jill’s eyes were glazed and her breath was coming in short pants as he
slipped his glans down so it socketed in the entrance to her vagina.
Slowly, with infinite care, he began to push in a little, then out again.
In a little more, then out. In a little bit more - he encountered
resistance.

The urge to thrust hard was almost overwhelming, but he wanted his daughter
to remember her first time with pleasure, not pain. Slowly, gradually, he
pressed harder and harder, moving a little in and a little out, carefully
stretching her hymen and giving her time to relax. Almost without noticing
it, her hymen delicately stretched and finally gave way. Jill gave a sigh
of contentment and kissed her father quickly.

The way now clear, Tony pushed firmly and felt his shaft slowly sink into
his daughter’s flesh. She keened deep in her throat as he filled her,
deeper and deeper. Until finally, with one last firm thrust, his cock
filled her cunt and he felt the delicious warmth of her caressing him right
up to the root. “Are you OK?” he whispered. She nodded her head wordlessly,
but gave him such a look so full of love and adoration that he knew that
she would remember this night as one of the happiest of her life.

Slowly then, but with ever increasing urgency, he began to fuck her with
deep, long strokes. Harder and harder he rammed into her, her small body
shaking with each thrust. Her head began to turn from side to side and her
legs pumped in the air as she began to thrust her torso back at him in time
to swallow his cock deeper and deeper. A soft keening began deep in her
throat, rising to a continuous wail as she grabbed his buttocks and urged
ever deeper inside her.

“Fuck me Daddy. Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK me, FUCK me, FUUUCCKKKKK MEEEE!!!”
she screamed, beating her small fists on his chest and kicking his buttocks
with her heels. Orgasm after orgasm wracked her writhing body as she shook
beneath him, impaled on his huge pistoning cock.

The pressure in his balls grew as he watched her begin to pinch and pull
her jutting, pink nipples in a frenzy of lust. She was totally delirious
now. Her whole world centered on only one thing - her father’s thick
ramming cock that felt as if it was growing and growing and growing. Which
it was - the pressure built up and up and up until, with a roaring bellow,
her father’s penis jerked spasmodically and a flood of cum shot deep inside
her belly like a repeating machine gun. Jet after jet came flooding in to
fill her virginal cunt. Jill was driven to an intensity of orgasm she
didn’t know could be possible. All that mattered in the world was this
pulsing, delicious feeling as the overwhelming flood of slippery cum forced
itself down her tube past the close fitting shaft of her father, making her
cunt feel looser and bigger than she ever dreamed as the friction
disappeared and she felt the warm wetness cascade over her clenching
buttocks.

In a frenzy of arousal, Tony continued to ram his meat into his daughter
until the cum was beaten up into a white froth that coated her belly and
thighs. Finally, after an inchoate madness when he rammed so hard into her
that she finally pleaded for him to be gentler, he rolled over onto his
back carrying her still impaled so she lay straddled on top of him.

They lay like that for at least ten minutes, gently caressing and kissing.
Letting the frenzy in their bodies cool until it was bearable. Finally they
rolled apart and Tony’s long, swollen penis slid out of her with an audible
sucking sound. She lay for a while on her back, legs wide open and gently
fingering her swollen, gaping cunt, spreading his cum lovingly over her
belly.

“Oh Daddy!” she suddenly exclaimed in horror. “Just look at my lovely new
stockings. They’re all laddered!”

Her father laughed. “Don’t worry my darling. I’ll buy you as many stockings
as you like. You’ll see, that’s just one of the good things that will come
out of our new Father-Daughter Thing. Now let me show you how to suck cock
……”

THE END

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