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Visit To My Daughter
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)
***
My daughter's 30th birthday was coming up. Which was
also my 60th. I decided to pay her a surprise visit.
(MF, inc, oral, cheating)
***
Author's Note: This story was inspired by a photo I
found during a Google Image Search [hmmm, a lot of my
stories tend to start from there.] http://goo.gl/vnWRdw
Of course as I also tend to do, the woman in my story
has one difference to the woman in the picture... ;-)
Enjoy ~ G]
***
One of life's ironies is my daughter and I sure the same
birthday. Her thirtieth is coming up which will be my
sixtieth.
Another one of life's ironies is I don't look sixty but
my twin brother looks closer to that age. My wife - who
is fifty-five - and I have always stayed physically fit.
Plus the building the business my brother and I run has
one floor dedicated to a gym which I use daily. Sly and
Chuck aren't the only guys over sixty that look as good
as me.
My brother does play tennis and jog so he's in decent
shape but he's got a lot of grey, some people joke he's
my father.
The few times my daughter has visited - which was last
sometime back - people have mistaken me for her older
brother.
Speaking of my daughter Jayna again, after High School
she across country to go to the College of her choice.
She found a job at a firm she would work for during the
breaks and summers so we didn't get to see Jayna except
for a quick visit for Christmas.
She was able to get a full time job with the firm after
College. The first few years my wife and I got no visits
as Jayna "climbed the corporate ladder" but she'd called
several times a month. She finally visited for Fourth Of
July, Thanksgiving and Christmas six years ago and the
following year. Each time she'd stay a week.
After that she was too busy with her new position at
work to visit. She's a slave to the grind as I have
always been.
It was my wife who suggested I surprise Jayna for her
thirtieth birthday with a visit. Why hadn't I thought of
that before?
I decided to take some time off from work to pay a visit
to my daughter. I even suggested to my brother he come
too as it was his birthday as well. He claimed the place
would fall apart without at least one of us at the helm.
I was disappointed my wife wasn't coming either. It was
her idea but she claimed it wasn't a good time to be
away from her job. Jayna gets her slave to the grind
mentality from her mother as well you see.
I didn't push the issue, I just made travel plans to be
at my daughter's by late afternoon the day before our
birthday.
Finally the day arrived. I stood at her at 5:30 and
knocked, hoping she didn't decide to work late.
I was happy when I heard the lock turn and the door
open.
"DAD?!?" Jayna said, both surprise and excited. She was
dressed in a long sleeve cowboy shirt and jeans.
She came out and hugged me. "You haven't changed one
bit!" Jayna blurted out.
"You have," I said. "You look so much like your mother
at this age."
"What are you doing here?!?" Jayna asked.
"It was your mother's idea," I told her. "Unfortunately
she couldn't make it herself."
"Well, come on in!" Jayna said. "I want you to meet my
boyfriend."
"Boyfriend, huh?" I teased.
"Yeah," She blushed. "We've been going together for four
months."
"Do you tease him the way you teased those boys back in
High School?" I winked.
Jayna blushed darker. "You know me too well, dad," She
giggled. "Yeah, he and I haven't gone all the way yet."
"Once a tease, always a tease."
"Dad!" Jayna laughed, playfully slapping my arm.
"Carter, this is my dad," She introduced when we entered
the kitchen. "Dad, this is my boyfriend, Carter, his
mother and his father."
"It's nice to meet you, sir," Carter said, shaking my
hand.
"Call me Jim."
"I'm Roger," Carter's father said, shaking my hand as
well. "I'd have thought you were Jayna's older brother."
We laughed. "I get that a lot."
"I had thought as well," Said Carter's mother. "I'm
Carla Sue."
"It's great to meet you all," I said.
"We always have dinner together," Jayna said. "One night
here, the next night at their house."
We all got to talking as we made dinner together. Carter
worked with Jayna at the firm, his parents ran a huge
farm that did better than well. They had their own line
of eggs, milk, bacon, etc. that they sold throughout the
state.
We all kept up the jabber until well after dinner. After
Carter and his parents left I told Jayna I should go too
and hit the motel.
"Stay here, dad," She said. "I purposely bought a house
with a guest bedroom in case you and mom came to visit."
"Well, since you insist," I winked.
I went out and got my bags out of the trunk and brought
them in. Jayna led me up to the guest bedroom, right
across from hers.
She had went all out with the guest bedroom: a huge bed,
two night stands, a walk-in closet and two bureaus.
I hung up my shirts, jeans and the few pairs of pants I
brought if you went anywhere fancy. I put the rest of my
stuff in the top drawer of one of the bureaus.
Jayna pointed out which door was the linen closet and
the bathroom was already obvious since the door was
open. It was right between the two bedrooms.
"Well, I've got to hit the sack," Jayna finally said.
"Tomorrow may be my birthday but I still have to work.
We can do something after work. Carter's parents agreed
to give us some space though we're welcome to join them
for dinner on our usual nights at their house. Good
night, dad," She said, hugging me.
"Good night sweetie," I returned, kissing her on the
cheek. Jayna blushed before retiring to her bedroom and
I did the same. It'd been a long day and I was bushed.
***
The sound of the shower running woke me early the next
morning. I decided to go down and put on a pot of coffee
as well as start breakfast.
"I thought something smelled good down here!" I heard my
daughter's voice coming from behind me. "You didn't have
to go through all this trouble for me, dad!"
"No trouble at all," I said before I turned around.
"Wow," I gaped. "You look amazing!"
Jayna blushed.
She had on a dark blue dress [my favorite color] that
went up to her neck and was almost long-sleeved. It
ended just above her knees and under it she had on
pantyhose or stockings.
"Do you really think so, dad?" Jayna said turning for
me.
"I do sweetie," I stared. I felt my cock twitch.
My wife and I had just fucked before I left to visit
Jayna. We fuck maybe every other night but she knows how
to drain me so I'm always satisfied. I was surprised
that I felt turned on at all.
"Thanks, dad," Jayna said, hugging me.
"Kind of conservative," I teased.
"Hey, I'm a boss lady, dad. I'm expected to dress this
way."
"Not like when you were 'climbing the ladder' though,
right?" I winked.
Jayna blushed darker. She seemed to blush a lot. "Dad!"
I laughed.
"Hey, we don't have any pictures of you back home except
as a child," I pointed out as I pulled out my camera
phone. "Let me take a few of you know."
"All right, dad," Jayna smiled excitedly.
I had my daughter do a few poses, including sitting on
one of the kitchen stools and leaning on the counter.
Then she crossed her legs and her dress slid up
minutely. I groaned inside as I took that picture as
well.
I took a few more before put my phone away. "Thank you,
sweetie," I smiled.
"You're welcome, dad!" Jayna giggled. "I never knew it
would be so much fun being a model!"
I laughed. "You've got the figure for it, it's not too
late."
Jayna blushed again. "Thanks, dad, but I don't think
modeling is something a corporate 'big wig' like me
should be doing. Plus I'm not in that good of shape.
About the only thing I do is play tennis and golf on
weekends."
"You look great to me, Jayna-bear."
She blushed again but smiled brightly. "Dad, you haven't
called me that since I was ten or eleven."
"Good pet names die hard," I winked.
We sat down to breakfast and made small talk. Jayna
asked about how her mother and uncle were doing, was her
uncle still single, stuff like that.
Finally she had to leave for work. "Are you sure you
won't be bored, dad?" Jayna asked.
"Perfectly sure," I answered. "I'm going to drive
around, look for a decent gym, take in the sights..."
Jayna gave me her spare key. "You do love working out,
dad," She said, admiring my buff arms as well as my
chest through my tight shirt. "Speaking of models, you'd
put younger male models to shame."
I laughed. "That wouldn't be appropriate for a 'big wig'
like myself," I winked.
Jayna laughed. She kissed me on the cheek, said bye and
left for work.
I cleaned up the breakfast dishes then hopped in the
rental car. Driving around, I soon found a decent gym
that I could get a temporary membership at. I worked out
for an hour and a half before showering and leaving. I
got more than a few stares from the young ladies there.
I drove around for a few hours, even found a park where
retired guys played chess. I got in a few games, it'd
been a long time since a last played.
Time flew by. I had wanted to get back before Jayna so I
could surprise her with dinner. So I finally left so I
could go back to her house and prepare dinner.
Of course she was surprised when she got home.
"Dad, you didn't have to go through so much trouble just
for me again! It's your birthday too you know."
"Spending it with you is all the present I need,
sweetie," I replied, hugging her.
Jayna went upstairs to wash up for dinner and change her
clothes. She came back down with a long-sleeved
turtleneck and shorts. Her thighs were neither tone nor
too thick, so unlike her mother's. I find my cock
twitching once more.
Jayna talked about work as we ate and I chimed in with
similar experiences I'd came across at work myself.
Though she seemed fine I had the feeling something was
on Jayna's mind the whole time.
Finally I asked her about it. She blushed. "Well, it
just you taking pictures of me this morning got me
thinking."
"About?"
"You know... Stuff," Jayna said evasively at first.
"I told you Carter and I haven't gone all the way yet. I
have...done stuff to him, to keep him interested, though
I'm sure he's stick around anyhow. He...hasn't seen me
naked yet.
I'm kind of self conscious about my body, dad. I've been
afraid of what he'd say when he sees it. When you were
taking my pictures, I was thinking about sending him
some nude picture of me. I... I was wondering if you
take the pictures, dad."
My cock twitched at the thought. She wasn't asking me to
have sex with her. It was just some nude pictures. So I
said yes.
Jayna smiled with relief. "Thanks, dad. I really
appreciate it." She rose from the table. "Forget about
the dishes for now. Let's go upstairs before I lose my
nerve."
"All right, Jayna-bear."
She smiled and I followed her upstairs. "Give me a
minute or two to undress and compose myself," Jayna said
as she stepped into her bedroom.
I nodded and she closed the door.
Time seemed to tick by slowly. Finally Jayna called out
for me to come in.
I opened the door.
Even though I already knew what to expect I couldn't
help but drop my jaw at the sight of my thirty year old
daughter.
Her body was nowhere near out of shape. Her arms were
skinny as her thighs were on the heavy side but not too
heavy. Her pussy was covered with a thick patch of brown
pubes just like her mother's. Jayna didn't have "love
handles" but she did have a slight belly I found sexy.
But my daughter's breasts were the main attraction. My
wife had nice, large breasts but Jayna's were even
larger. She must wear minimizer bras because I had no
indication Jayna's breasts were so large!
They were high and firm on her chest, with large, oval-
shaped areolaes, dark pink/light brown in color.
Jayna was standing next to a mirror so I was able to see
her butt as well. Not-to-large nor too small, about
medium in size, not firm but very nice indeed.
"What do you think?" Jayna asked nervously.
"You're breath-taking..." I gushed.
She smiled. Then her eyes went wide and her smile grew.
"I have visual confirmation that you really mean it,
dad..."
I looked down and saw the raging hard on in my jeans. It
was my turn to blush!
"Oh, dad..." Jayna said softly, moving towards me. "I
have always had a crush on you, and I always wished you
had felt the same way. You don't know how good seeing
that makes me feel!"
Dropping to her knees before me, Jayna started
unbuckling my belt. "It looks so big, daddy..." She said
softly. She undid the button and unzipped me. My
erection pushed my boxers out past the opening. "Wow..."
Jayna reached into my boxers and fished out my throbbing
cock.
"Oh, wow, daddy... It's huge!" She giggled softly.
Looking up at me she added "I know you were joking about
things being different when I was 'climbing the
corporate ladder', but it was true. I did a lot of
things I'm not proud of as I clawed my way to the top.
But I found I love giving blow jobs thanks to my
willingness to put myself out there."
Jayna gave me a wicked smile then dove for my cock.
My wife has never been big on giving blow jobs - though
I do love to eat her pussy - but she always put forth
her best effort to give me the best possible blow job.
Her blow jobs couldn't hold a candle to Jayna's.
Jayna had no difficulty deep-throating me from the
start. My wife could never even handle more than two-
thirds. Jayna's mouth flew up and down my length
rapidly, the head of my cock sliding down her throat
with ease.
Her tongue was very adept as well, snaking around my
shaft wickedly. Jayna knew all the sensitive spots to
hit perfectly.
Of course I didn't last long. It took all my willpower
to last ten minutes before I warned Jayna "I'm about to
cum, baby!"
Jayna moaned and kept her mouth locked on my cock, so
unlike her mother. When I began to spurt she without
hesitation swallowed down my jizz, blast after blast
after blast.
My cock was stiffer when she was done then when she'd
started.
Jayna let her mouth slip off my cock with a plop. "Mmmm,
daddy, you have the best tasting load ever!"
I laughed.
"It's all in what you eat!"
"Mmmm, daddy you're still hard!" Jayna marveled. "Carter
NEVER stays hard after he cums..."
I chuckled.
"Daddy, are you going to fuck me now?" She asked with
those big puppy dog eyes. "It's always been my fondest
wish, daddy..."
"How could I say no to my little Jayna-bear?" I smiled.
She squealed as she jumped up and hugged me. "Oh, thank
you, daddy! I love you so much!"
I laughed. "I love you too, sweetie. Now let go of daddy
so I can get undressed."
"Oh, yeah," Jayna giggled, pulling away.
I began to get out of my clothes as fast as I could. I
want my daughter as much as she wanted her daddy.
Jayna lay back on her bed and spread her legs. She
rubbed her clit as she watched me get out of my clothes.
"Oh, daddy... What a hunk!" She cooed.
Naked, I climbed up on the bed and mounted my daughter.
"Oh, yeah, daddy, fuck me!" She squealed.
Wasting no time, I pushed my cock into her tight pussy.
Jayna squealed loudly. "You're so big, daddy! Fuck me,
daddy, fuck me!"
I pushed my cock into her deeper before I began to
piston in and out of her. As she grew wetter I was able
to fuck her faster and harder and Jayna came hard,
screaming her head off.
"YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM, DADDY, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SO
HARD, OH DADDY!!!"
Jayna clung to me as I fucked her spasming pussy hard.
We were about the same height so I was able to kiss my
daughter as we fucked.
After giving Jayna a few cums, I rolled us over so she
could play cowgirl for a while. She bounced up and down
on my cock as hard as she could, her huge breasts
jiggling wildly. I grabbed her butt and smacked it hard,
making Jayna squeal with delight.
After fifteen, twenty minutes she grew tired. "Be on top
again, daddy..." She begged.
With ease I flipped back on top of my daughter and
rammed her hard once more. Soon she was screaming her
head off again.
"OH, DADDY, I LOVE YOU! YOU FUCK ME SO FUCKING HARD,
DADDY!!!!"
I lost count of how many times Jayna orgasmed [or
screamed "DADDY!!!"] but I know I lasted a good fifty
minutes.
I debated pulling out and jizzing on her belly but part
of me wanted to blow my load inside of my daughter's
tight pussy.
"Daddy's going to cum, baby..." I warned.
"Oh, goody!" Jayna grinned, tightening her arms around
me. "Cum in me, daddy..." She whispered.
That was all I needed to hear.
I slammed into Jayna faster until I cried out and began
to spew my incestuous seed deep into my daughter's womb.
"CREAM ME, DADDY!!! SHOOT YOUR HUGE LOAD INTO YOUR DIRTY
LITTLE GIRL!!!"
I kept slamming into her, shooting bolt after bolt of
hot, white jizz into my Jayna.
"Oh, daddy..." She cooed softly.
Finally spent, I slid my still half hard cock out of
Jayna and collapsed beside her, my jizz slowly oozing
from her pussy. I watched her push it back in.
"Oh, daddy," Jayna said breathily. "That was the best
birthday present EVER!" She smiled.
"Best present I ever received too," I said. "Speaking of
presents, what about those pictures for Carter?"
"Oh, fuck him," Jayna grinned. "My body belongs only to
you, daddy."
I pulled my daughter to me, kissing her on the forehead,
feeling her large, firm breasts pressed against me. Life
is good. Full of ironies, but so fucking good...
THE END
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