A Pleasant Mistake

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Author: Allison Heather
Tags: incest, incest romance, adult theme, see detail description
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quickly pulled my mid calf cotton
trousers off. I threw my tee shirt on the bed and stood in bra and
panties. Dad looked up and his eyes locked on my body. I vary
between sizes 12 to 14. Those days I was closer to 14.
    I found myself wishing I had not cut down on
my three-mile jog everyday. The fold around my full waist was
prominent. My panties were stretched but I liked them that way.
    Daddy stared at me without any
embarrassment. He came close and stroked my hair, "Caro, don't let
any one tell you are not beautiful. You are the most beautiful girl
as far as I am concerned."
    His first statement was a bit strange. His
children were never beset with teen-age angst or affected by silly
peer comparison of bodies, wealth or achievement. I ignored that as
I heard what daddy had already shared with my mother.
    "May I, Mrs. Cuthbert?" I was confused for a
millisecond then smiled and nodded 'yes please'. My dad was
offering to complete my disrobing.
    He reached behind me and unclasped my bra in
a nanosecond. He did not let it fall away but moved it away slowly
as if the treasure they were hiding was to be seen and savoured. I
blushed as my large heavy breasts once freed swung and sloped down
with their weight. The fold of my extra weight accentuated the bulk
of my breasts.
    Daddy then knelt down and rolled my panties
down. I panicked as my nose filled with faint smell of my sex
juices. The whole evening with my dad had made my pussy leak
incessantly. If dad had noticed the fragrance, he hid quite
well.
    I reciprocated and gigged as I unbuttoned my
dad's loose shorts, which were more akin to trunks. I pulled it
down as my heart thudded against my chest. I was going to expose
the taboo - my dad's penis. His tool of procreation that was
responsible in giving me life in my mother's womb. I was savvy with
the health data and the whole stories about size of penises and
huge cocks of some ordinary men and some porn stars. I knew a penis
five to six inches long and girth of five inches is towards the
good side of penile length. I exposed the thick curly bush of my
dad, which hid the root of his cock. I was on my knees and dad's
thick shaft came to my view and I gasped, it was way thicker than
anything I had imagined. The shaft continued to come to view as
dad's shorts were pulled down.
    There was still no sign of his glans and his
shorts were below his mid-thighs. My mouth was slightly open and my
breathing was noisy when eventually his shorts cleared his lower
thighs and his full heavy cock swung gently like a heavy truncheon.
It was at least twice as big as I expected an average erect penis
to be even when fully soft.
    Daddy saved me blushes as he lifted me up in
his arms and laughed, "Stop teasing me, Mrs. Cuthbert. Let us go
for the dip you suggested."
    I giggled. We sat on the edge of the beach
as warm water rushed towards us. The idea of platform was
practical. Sitting naked on sand was romantic but sand in the crack
was annoying. I whispered that I would get some towels and ran
inside and brought three neatly folded soft Egyptian cotton bath
sheets. I put them on the side and noticed that dad's lap was
inviting and too good to miss. I put my hands on my dad's shoulders
and sat on his thighs facing him and my legs were splayed behind
his back.
    My wet bush rubbed against the root of my
dad's monster that was nestling under my wide heavy ass.
    "Sea is behind you, Mrs. Cuthbert," like me
dad too felt this ruse of husband-wife innuendo helped dissipate
the awkwardness of my forward ‘un-daughter’ like behaviour.
    "UMMM, Mr. Cuthbert, you can describe the
sea to me," I rubbed my face against the hairy chest of my father.
My breasts rubbed against his hairy belly.
    My dad's arms automatically went around his
daughter, as mine went around my father's neck. We sat for a long
time in silence hearing each other's breathing. The lapping sounds
of sea waves were soothing at the same time. My hands started to
stroke daddy's wavy hair and neck.

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