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Sister, part 6
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(Mf, cum, ws) (07k)
(date posted: Wednesday PM, July 10, 2002)
The next morning I got up as usual and went through my morning routine. When I was done I quietly went back into Tammy's room wearing nothing but my robe. I slipped it off and left it by the door and then crossed the room to her bed naked. I gently pulled the covers off of her and dove in for my morning snack.
Sister, part 5
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(Mf, cons, oral) (10k)
(date posted: Saturday PM, April 06, 2002)
"Do you have any pictures of my sister?" she asked. The question caught me off guard and I took a moment to answer. "Well, I've only recently picked up the digital camera so I've never taken any pictures of her with that. I do have some that we took with a Polaroid camera awhile back." "Can I see them?" she asked.
Sister, part 4
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(Mf, w/s, d/s) (8k)
(date posted: Sunday PM, January 27, 2002)
When I got home that afternoon I got online and did some research. It took me awhile to find just the right things but I finally placed some orders. Tammy got home at about 3:00. I heard her drop her bags and then she came running into my room. "What are we going to do today?" she asked. "Why don't you go and get the magazines that you looked at last night and then you can ask me any questions that you might have about them." I suggested.
Sister, Part 3
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(incest) (8k)
(date posted: Sunday PM, December 30, 2001)
Tammy came back into my room a few minutes later. She was wearing her nightshirt. "OK, can you see anything wrong?" she asked.
I took a close look at her. The nightshirt came down low enough on her legs that it wasn't clear that she wasn't wearing panties. "If you are just standing around then it shouldn't be a problem." I said.
"Turn around and bend over. "
"OK", she said.
Sister, part 2
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(Mf, cons) (7k)
(date posted: Wednesday PM, November 21, 2001)
I got home that afternoon at about 2:30. I had been pretty distracted during my classes that day and had considered the possibility of coming home early. But I knew that I would have to play a nasty game of catch-up even to come by the notes for the lectures that I had missed, so I decided to stick it through until the my last class of the day ended at 1:50.
Arriving home at about 2:30 I fired up my computer and downloaded all of the pictures from that morning, I created a special directory specifically for those pictures that I took of Tammy while she was aware of what I was doing. I looked over all of the pictures from that morning and was getting pretty excited when I heard Tammy come in the front door. She made it over to my room in almost no time. I had not closed my door so she came running in and slid to a stop next to my desk. "Can I see the pictures?", she said.
Sister, part 1
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(Mf, cons) (15k)
(date posted: Tuesday PM, September 25, 2001)
Things started back when I was in college. I had been dating a lovely Asian girl for a few years. Sandy was beautiful to behold. That little-girl body had just the right amount of nastiness to drive you crazy. We did lots of interesting things together and often it was the first time for each of us. I was a few years ahead of her in school and finished off my first degree before she did. I had been pursuing a double major at the private school that we were attending and had managed to get through about one third of the second degree when I ran out of money. I talked with my parents and they agreed to help me get into a state school in order to finish off the second degree.
Cocktail ....The story of how my daughter and I grew very close after the death of my wife
Cocktail
Being at home with the baby almost all of the time made it difficult to maintain contact with my friends and coworkers. By the end of the first month at home my contact with them was limited to email and chat room conversations. Somehow with as much as I had to do to keep up work and the baby it seemed very natural that I not have much contact with others. I suppose this is how it all started. Two months after the accident I was reading email from a good friend who asked if I was lonely. It suddenly occurred to me that I had not even thought about sex in the last two months. With the shock of the accident and the ever present needs of a baby girl I simply had not had time to listen to my body. While Sam was sleeping quietly in the crib that I kept in the computer room, I started thinking about the last time I had made love to my wife. Trying to block out the pain of her passing I remembered what a wonderful sexual relationship we shared. She was always willing to experiment with new things and showed both creativity and skill in our love making. Voraciously oral after being introduced to that pleasure, there was nothing she loved better than swallowing my warm seed. One playful evening after we had been eating watermelon, one thing led to another and we ended up naked on the floor of the living room. As we started to make love she squealed and said that we had to stop for a minute so that she could pee. Since she was already really juicy I told her to not bother wiping afterwards. Still feeling playful I followed my wife into the bathroom and watched as she took a very satisfying piss. Feeling a little kinky she said that would feel better if she could wipe. Cocking an eyebrow she wondered if we could think up a way to clean herself off that wouldn't dry her wonderful juices. I told her to stand up and lean back a little. I then proceeded to lick her clean. Although a little pungent I found both the taste and the aroma of her piss very arousing. By that time my hard-on was throbbing so hard I was getting dizzy from lack of blood! I picked my wife up, threw her onto the bed, and practically raped her. Surprised at how turned on I had gotten we talked a little bit about what had happened. We agreed that it might be interesting to try out some water sports. I told her that now might be a good time to think about starting since I was starting to get excited again and the watermelon had already run through me as well. Hearing this she jumped up and headed back to the bathroom. Once there she stepped into the tub, sat down, and said "OK, loverboy, piss on me!" By that time I really had to go but I also had a first-class hard-on. I stood next to the tub and concentrated on relaxing enough to pee. At first just a dribble came out but that was quickly followed by a fountain of piss that showered down all over her body. Suddenly she leaned over and put her mouth just above my penis. There was no way I could stop peeing at that point so I just watched as my urine shot straight up into her mouth and back out. I could see that she was actually swallowing some of it! By the time I was done peeing I was ready to take her again. Instead she just popped my erection into her mouth and started pumping away. I must have lasted all of ten strokes before I was shooting an enormous load into her mouth. She swallowed all of it before looking up and giving me a big grin. "Nice!", she said. "Piss and cum mix very well!". I couldn't believe what I was hearing!!
From that day on she took every opportunity to mix her special cocktail. We bought a special container that we kept in the master bathroom just for piss. We never used the toilet when we were home, instead we both peed into the container. In the evenings or on weekends she would have me masturbate into the container. She then proceeded to drink down her favorite beverage. She claimed that it was good for her skin. Who was I to argue. I thought she never looked better! I think that the kinkiest thing we did happened one weekend. I had just taken my first piss of the day into our clean bucket (we always started each day with the container cleaned) when my wife jumped me. We made passionate love and I ended up dumping my load in her pussy. After a bit of cuddling she got up with a funny look in her eyes and headed for the bathroom. Curious what she had in mind I followed her. She grabbed the contained and put it on the ground. Squatting over it she opened her pussy lips with her fingers and let my cum dribble directly from her cunt into the bucket. When she was done she picked up the bucket, swirled around the mixture of juices, and smiling proceeded to drink the whole thing. When she was done she daintily wiped her mouth and said, "It's always best when both are warm.."
As I remembered these things I found that I had gotten an enormous hard-on.
Realizing that this was the first time that I had an erection in months I
decided to do something about it. Making sure Sam was still asleep I took off
my shorts and underwear. Since I did not want to make a mess I went and got a towel.
Leaning back in my chair I continued to remember all of the kinky things that
my wife and I had done. Before I knew what was happening I had a tremendous
orgasm. I thanked forethought for saving a mess and used the towel to clean
up. Just then Sam made a sound and rolled over from her side to her back.
Going over to her crib I looked down at that pristine smile and loved her
all the more knowing that she had been the product of some wild and wonderful
love-making session with my wife. Feeling something I looked down and saw that
there was a large drop of cum oozing from the end of my penis. Reaching back to
grab the towel I stopped. A crazy though had entered my head. Maybe it was
being alone for so long with only a baby. Maybe it was that I missed my wife
so much and all of the wonderful things we used to do. I'm still not sure why
I did it but I used my finger to scoop up the blob of sperm and I put it onto
Sam's lips. I'll never forget how she licked her lips in her sleep and the
cum disappeared into her mouth. Suddenly I was raging hard again. Not really
understanding what I was doing I reached for one of Sam's bottles. In just a
few strokes I was cumming with ferocious intensity into the bottle. I put it
down and then cleaned up with the towel. I went to the kitchen and mixed some
formula into the bottle containing my seed. I set this down next to Sam's crib and
waited.......(cont)
Cocktail, ch 2
Realizing that there was a real danger I decided to start including new things in Sam's lessons. I started by telling her that what we shared was very special. So special, in fact, that almost no other fathers and daughters had the same type of relationship. Because no one else was like we were it was often thought to be a little strange if people learned about the kind of loving and games that we shared. I didn't want to ever give the impression that what we were doing was 'wrong'. I didn't ever want Sam to feel guilty or confused by what we shared so I tried to think of ways to tell her these things which didn't sound too threatening or menacing.
When she asked me why other Daddies and little girls didn't do these things I told her because normally Daddies and Mommies do these things together. But since her Mommy wasn't around that it seemed natural for us to do them instead. She certainly felt that what I said made sense and it seemed to satify her.
I told her that it was very important that if we were ever with other people that we not do or even mention the things that we did together.
Deciding to make it a game I called it 'Outside'. Whenever I said the word 'Outside' in a clear manner and with a certain look, we would both try to act as we should when other people were around. Sam learned to use the bathroom to pee (although she was a bit upset at first about wasting). When I brought my camera out she would not automatically start posing for me. There was to be no mention of the fact that she had anything in her ass or pussy. In fact, there was not to be any mention of anything to do with sex or any of the games that we played.
When I said 'Inside' with a certain look we would go back to normal. She learned to go and put on clothes when we were playing our Outside game. I even went so far as to go and buy her some panties. She asked what they were for and I had to show her. Although she found them uncomfortable she would don them for the game.
We became very good at 'Outside'. I told her that we could not make any mistakes, ever. If other people found out about our games they just would not understand. She felt sorry for them because they didn't have a special relationship with their daddies but learned to play the game perfectly.
After several months of playing this game I felt that we had become very good at it. I thought that it would be worth an attempt to see if Sam understood how to behave in various circumstances.
One morning after Sam had done her morning studies I walked over to her and said 'Outside'. She immedieatly went to the bedroom and put her clothes on without saying a word. I followed and also put on my clothes.
"We are going to see how well we can play 'Outside' around other people today", I said.
"Really? How are we going to do that?"
"I thought we'd drive into town and wander around a little bit."
"Neato!"
Thinking that it was always better to plan ahead, I threw a few things into a pack. We jumped into our car and drove into town. We ended up near a park on the edge of town. There were a few streets with some shops near us. Sam and I wandered around the area for a little while without incident. I decided to be a little bolder and we walked into the ice cream shop. Sam had never been in one before and so was very excited when I told her that she could choose any flavor in the store for a cone. The woman behind the counter was very nice and obviously felt that Sam was very cute.
When she handed Sam the cone Sam very politely said "Thank you!".
We walked out of the store, Sam with cone in hand, and continued to stroll. We stepped into the park along one side of the square and started to follow a trail. Since this was a weekday there were not too many people around. One woman was walking her baby in a stroller and smiled and greeted us as we walked the other way.
I had never really explored this park and was pleased to see that it extended back into the hills along the edge of town. We continued to stroll until we had reached the top of the first little hill. Turning we were able to look back and see that we were already fairly obscured from the town. I suggested that we continue to walk for awhile and we turned and kept heading away from town.
After awhile I noticed that Sam had not been licking her cone as much as when she first got it.
"Are you full?", I asked.
"No....", she reponded. I sensed that she wanted to say something. Looking around it seemed pretty obvious that there wasn't anyone else around.
"Inside", I said.
Sam looked at me and seemed a little confused.
"You seemed like you wanted to say something but couldn't", I replied to her unspoken question.
"Well, I was just thinking how much better this cone would taste if it had your special treat with it...."
"Hmmm, do you have any ideas as to how we could make that happen?", I asked.
"Well....I could use my mouth..."
"I don't mind, Sam". She seemed both releived and excited.
"Why don't we find someplace that's a bit hidden?", I suggested.
"We have to hurry, though, or my cone's gonna melt!"
We looked around a bit and discovered a nice place surrounded by trees and bushes on the trail side but with a few spaces to squeeze through if you stepped off the trail about 10 feet. We went in there and I told Sam that I would hold her cone for her.
She handed me the cone and dropped to her knees. Opening my pants she fished out my already hardening member and popped it right into her mouth.
"Since we are outside we have to be quiet, ok?"
"Mmmhmm", she responded sending vibrations through my penis.
It took about 3 minutes for me to blow my load into her mouth. As I came I
watched as her cheeks puffed out. She kept a tight seal on my penis as it
slipped out of her mouth. I handed her the cone and she brought it to just
below her mouth. I told her to wait for just a moment and fished the camera
out of my backpack. I aimed it at her and told her to go ahead. I snapped a
number of shots as she dribbled my cum all over the cone and then started to
lick it back up mixed with the ice cream.......(cont)
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