by Writing Shark
Last preparations before the birthday
A week has passed since you intimately kissed your almost 20 year old daughter and it is a wonderful time for all of you. It’s hard for you not to fall over the slim, cute, perfect girl who loves to be your daughter more than ever, but you are the man of the house and have the heaviest load to carry. That’s the way it should be and that’s the way you want it and you remind yourself that 20 is just a number and means nothing in your family. Her birthday does not stand in the way of your plans and their conclusion has nothing to do with her age.
Your lovely wife helps you as always and makes sure that your withdrawal symptoms are not too bad. The sex with Hellen is just incredible and even you wonder that it goes even better than before. As a housewife and mother Hellen has access to the laundry of the whole family and makes sure that her daughter’s panties are always clean and washed. But before that she shows you the wet traces on them, smells them with you and jerks your cock with the silky fabric that covers your daughter’s tight virgin opening. Then she pulls the panties, marinated with her juices and those of her daughter over her ass and lets you fuck her in any position you want while she tells you stories about what is going on in your daughter’s head.
Alice is not yet ready to express these dirty true thoughts to herself, let alone to her family, but even Hellen sees the looks she gives you when you are together. And you do your part and pull yourself together. Even though you want to kiss her again and she wants you to do so too, you limit yourself to placing your lips on her forehead at most, leaving her in a dizzy burning state of all-consuming desire and wiring her head the right way for the last step in your plan.
The girl is clearly in love with you and you find it so hard not to return her feelings. Instead of accommodating her, you continue to prepare her. There are still a few things to sort out in her life before your daughter is ready to take her place at her mother’s side. The damp stains in her laundry and the sweaty sheets clearly show that she is sexually liberated and no longer holding back. She certainly doesn’t think of you every time, but judging by the frequency with which Alice crawls into her room, she must think of you often. Alice was held back by the boundaries of society and it was you who showed her that she could only feel sexual satisfaction behind them. Years of frustration are now rewarded when she actively thinks about sex with her father.
While your wife presents you with her daughter’s dirty panties every evening, you both know that Alice steals one of your white work shirts from the laundry basket every other night and sneaks into her room with it. She isn’t nearly as sneaky as her parents, and Hellen always makes sure her eldest daughter has a shirt she can smell on as she runs her inexperienced fingers through her swollen twitching wet labia. Sometimes you reward your faithful wife for her devotion by allowing her to slip the expensive silk fabric between her greedy legs first while you stick your cock deep in her insatiable throat. Alice seems oblivious to the fact that she is smelling her mother’s juices and only seems interested in your smell.
The feelings of guilt Alice has still exist, you can see that when she comes back from her room guilt-ridden and can’t look you in the eye for a while. But it only takes a gesture from you, a word or a good experience and Alice is happy again… and then disappears back into her room to your shirt and smell.
You and Hellen play the ignorant ones, Gemma really has no idea how often Alice satisfies herself in her room to your pictures in her head and above her bed, but you also make sure that Alice notices that you miss her closeness.
“Tomorrow you’ll be 20 and you can go to your room as often as you want” you tell her “But…”
“Don’t worry dad” your daughter hugs you, inhaling silently but you notice. “I love spending time with you.”
“Good to know” you grumble, stroking her back.
Actually, your daughter is ready. Everything is in place. But there are two things you still have to do to make her all yours, to make her submit to you and take her place at your side. First, there is Connor, your enemy and the poor boy whose life you will ruin with your happiness. But he doesn’t deserve it any other way and you’ll protect your Alice if you destroy him with all the force of your attack tomorrow. This is the easy part, even if it worries you the most. You’ve got Alice under control and you’ve got yourself under control. Connor that little boy is an annoying uncertainty.
The second thing is harder, but worry you less. And that is Alice herself.
It’s only natural that she wants you. You are a handsome, successful, polite but dangerous man. Everything a woman could wish for. But society has forgotten that these values exist and of course Alice is a part of this lazy, useless organism. She does not yet understand that it is okay to desire her father when the rest of the male population has been tamed by life. She is holding back, you can see that too in her looks every time she has masturbated to you and you hate to see that life clouds the truth in her head the fingering has dug up.
It would be so easy to bring her to you, you would only have to tell her. But giving herself to you is the biggest and most important thing in her life and you want Alice to do it out of her own desire, free of fear and full of devotion. Even if you could do it alone, this is the only way Alice can finally achieve the freedom you want for her. And that is important.
But of course you have a plan how to achieve that. Without you, your women are lost and they know it.
“Good morning dad.” Alice doesn’t look at the other women at the kitchen and squeals happily as she sees you rise. Then she flies into your arms and lets you lift her up. Out of the corner of your eye you see Hellen pleased, but Gemma looks sadly at her empty plate, waiting for your okay to start eating. Well, your youngest daughter is going to get sadder today. Right on schedule.
“How did you sleep Muffin?” you inquire. Alice is too inexperienced to assign it but of course you sleep better when you have fingered yourself to orgasm several times. It also means that sometimes she has to go to the bathroom at night, so she can better hear you fucking your wife to orgasms that Alice wouldn’t even dream of.
“Someone is looking forward to tomorrow” Hellen laughs when she sees the beaming face of her daughter. She too has motherly feelings for Alice, even as she supports you in making her daughter your property.
“I can’t wait” confesses your girl, then she looks to you and puts her hand on your arm. Gemma squints and makes a face but Hellen smiles contentedly. “But I already have everything I want.” It’s cute to see Alice awkwardly trying to flirt with you.
“I should hope not” you indignantly play and smile. “Because I have something for you.”
“Already?” Alice is all excited and you convincingly play the embarrassed father. Gemma scowls at her sister.
“I know you’re celebrating with your friends tomorrow,” you say. Hellen has pulled some strings and this time it even suits you that your daughter is celebrating her birthday with her lost friend Elise. “But I was hoping… oh well, it’s selfish.”
“But you’re my dad,” Alice counters. “You’re allowed to be selfish. We do love you.” Another hug, your girl can’t get enough of it. You pay close attention to her reaction as you give her her gift.
“I’m so proud of you Alice. And you behave so well that I can trust you. I like that you want to spend time with your old man and not just Elise and Connor.” Alice eyes don’t move an inch from you as she holds her breath tensely. “That’s why I thought we could start a new tradition for your birthday.” Her mouth stands open in anticipation; soon you’ll be filling it with your cum. “How about we do something together, say, once a week and…”
That’s as far as you get as Alice nearly tackles you off your chair. Her own falls crashing to the floor and Gemma winces.
“Dad! Thank you dad! Oh god thank you!” Your daughter nearly chokes you and you imagine what it’s like when she acts out that energy in the bedroom. Your plan worked, even better than you thought. “That would be amazing dad! Thank you.” Finally you let go of her and she nibbles her lower lip seductively but chastely. “But… may I ask something?”
“Of course muffin. You are 20, after all.”
“Not yet,” Gemma mutters but no one listens.
“Because I’m celebrating tomorrow…should I cancel?”
“You’d rather celebrate with me?” you ask laughing and Alice doesn’t dare answer. But you’re her father and you have a better idea.
“20 is just a number Alice. You are no different today than tomorrow. Shall we have our evening tonight?”
You have to hold the tabletop, so hard your daughter throws herself at you. Hellen is overjoyed and you smile with satisfaction.
Writing Shark 