MAKING OF A FLOWER SeXStoRY

As Ann bit into the strong shoulders that had engulfed her while her nails dug into muscled back that her arms had wrapped around, she suddenly felt a tremendous release accompanied by a sudden jolt of pain and she cried...because she now really was a woman. Ann is your typical Midwestern next-door 18-year-old girl. Pretty, petite, athletic, and very blonde. She is on the dance squad at her HS and will go to college in the fall, which has her all excited and dreamy eyed. At last she will leave the shackles of a conservative home and a pastor father. Not that she doesn't like him, she even has a crush on her ex-marine dad but he has just been so protective of her. To add to that the all girls school where she has spent the last 12 years of her life have left her craving desperately to know what a boy's touch really feels like. All Ann has done is let the occasional lucky guy steal a quick kiss or have a grope at a party when Dad wasn't looking. The summer before she joins college has now changed all of that. Ann till now would spend time exchanging glances and smiles with cute guys at the mall and thinking what they think of her. Her dad made her feel good. Always complimenting her about how good and pretty she looked and that meant something to Ann because her father was the fantasy of all her friends. Tall, very well built and an ex-marine, he was a dreamboat. How jealous Ann used to get of her mom when on the rare occasion she could take advantage of her parents carelessness and peek through an open door at her mom and dad make mad passionate love. How she adored his body and longed to run her slender fingers down his bare chest gleaming in his sweat as he ravaged her mom. As the summer rolled and Mom had to go on a charity mission to Africa for 6 weeks, she told Ann to take special care of dad while she was away and told dad that little Ann is going to be mom and he better listen to her. This was to be Ann's test on responsibility and prepare her to live by herself when at college. Ann had no clue at that time about how much she would be filling in her mom's shoes while she was away. Ann had no idea where the first 3 weeks went. She was having surprisingly the best summer of her life. With Mom gone Ann and her Dad got even closer. Her Dad made more time to spend with her because his baby would be gone for college in a few months. They spent their time doing crazy things from when Ann was a k** – tickle fights, wrestling, fooling around in the pool. What Ann really liked was when Dad would massage lotion into her skin when she soaked herself in the sun. It made her feel all tingly. Ann found that she had started dressing a little more provocatively in front of Dad and was pleasantly surprised that he actually was complimenting her about how her legs looked in that short skirt or shorts and how cute her belly looked peeking under her tight tanks. As the third week rolled by there was a visible sexual tension between them. Then on a lazy Saturday morning Ann walked out of the shower having taken a bath wrapped in a towel. She picked a moisturizer tube and suddenly looked down the hall and saw her Dad in his bedroom with the door opened doing push-ups in his boxers. She just started in awe at the beautiful sight of the well-defined male form. She just walked straight into his room and threw herself on his bed and tapped him on his back with her dainty feet. "Hey Dad..." "45...46...47...whatsup buttercup?" "Hey Dad can you rub some of the moisturizer on me?" "Sure thing honey." As he stood up he suddenly became very quiet and stared at the sight in front of him. He suddenly felt his knees go a little weak. A beautiful girl lay on his bed clad in nothing but a purposefully short towel that did little to hide much of her sensuous and very desirable young body still wet from the bath. He adored the sight in front of him and suddenly got back to reality as he felt her soft soles padding on his thighs. "Earth to Dad, Earth to Dad...hey Dad you there?!" "Oh sorry honey. I just got lost in my thoughts." "Well I don't know what your thoughts were Dad but the way you were looking at me I sure know now what Mom meant when she talks about how girls used to just melt under your gaze. Look how you made me blush." "Honey, you must have that effect on all the young guys around." He opened the tube and sat on the corner of the bed placing her feet in his lap as he started applying the cream to his hands. " Just look at how divine you look." "Aww Dad, you are making me blush again." Ann suddenly had a little shiver run down her body as her Dad gently started massaging her feet and she realized that they were resting on his crotch and it was very hard. She looked at her Dad's face and eyes and had only seen a glimpse of that look a few times before when she saw him make love to Mom. Slowly her body started quivering, as his fingers started moving between her toes and soles. While he worked one foot, she let her other foot rub against his crotch trying to "innocently" curl her toes around it and feel it throb under her soles. "Do you like this honey?" "Yes Daddy. Do it all over because my skin has dried spending all the time in the sun." "So Ann...I never asked you but honey do you have a ummm...you know a boyfriend?" "No Daddy. How can I? You would have shot him....STOP THAT!" Ann giggled as her Dad tickled her feet. "Good. That's my girl!" He kissed her toes, as his hand started moving up her feet to her ankles. Massaging and caressing every inch of her flesh along the way, torturing her as his fingers traced the curves of her shapely calves and moved up while his tongue licked at her soles. Ann was biting her lips as her muscles started tightening. She felt his fingertips move up her thighs and caresses and then kneed the lotion into her inner thighs. Her eyes closed as she felt him turn her over onto her stomach and then removing her towel. Ann's heart was beating incredibly fast as she dug her red face into the sheets unable to face her father. Ann's dad just marveled at the beauty in front of him. The sheer sight of her beautiful naked body seemed to block out any sense of morality or guilt he might have had. He squeezed more lotion out and began massaging her down her spine sending tingles down her body. As he started massing her cute buns he could hear her whimper. He slowly turned her over again. Her eyes squeezed tight shut and her cheeks bright red. Her hands moved involuntarily trying to hide her breasts and her vagina. He slowly moved her hands and started caressing and kneading her chest, gently cupping and massaging her B cup breasts and admiring her little, erect pinkish/purple nipples. His fingers fondling them, teasing them and her moans sounding like music in his ears. His hands moved down her beautiful belly, which looked like a valley of milk as her chest heaved up sucking in her stomach. His hands traced their way down to her navel running circles over her belly with his fingertips. She dared not open her eyes as he slowly moved further down and she felt his warm breath between her thighs. Ann's Dad reveled in the smell of her virgin youth. He parted her thighs and gently planted a kiss on her nether lips. Ann's body convulsed as her hips gently rocked up to meet his kiss. Her dad slowly started devouring her alternating his tongue from teasing her clit to licking her vagina. As he tried to insert a finger he was met with a yelp from Ann. Her Dad smiled. He moved back up staring at her face. Ann's eyes opened wide and stared back seeming to beg him not to stop. "Is this right Daddy?" she whispered barely able to speak as her bare chest heaved. " Its too late to think about that now honey," he whispered back as he brought his lips next to hers. Their breaths mixing with one another as their lips grazed each other and opened to kiss and let their tongues tango. His fingers caressing the soft folds of her vagina and playing with her clit as Ann moaned with a pleasure she had never even dreamed off but only seen in her mother's eyes. Ann and her father lay entwined like creepers coiled around one another. Ann was savoring every moment as every touch brought a new amazing sensation. Ann's father kissed, nibbled and licked his baby from head to toe and slowly encouraged her to do the same to her. For Ann it was like being in a dream. Her fingers ran across his muscular chest. She felt like she was worshiping a Greek God that she had always adored from a distance. She ran her tongue down his chest, her hair tickling him as she stopped to nibble on his nipples and then continued her journey down his belly. Her fingers grasped the elastic of his boxers as she looked at his face and started sliding them down as he smiled back at her. His hard throbbing penis sprang forth as the boxers slid off. Ann started at it and instinctively started caressing it with such reverence as if she were the high priestess of a phallic worshipping cult. "Kiss it baby," said her Dad as he nudged her head forward towards it. She stuck her tongue out and teased the tip of his penis with the tip of her tongue. She nibbled on the head ever so gently and then started licking it like the chocolate fudge ice cream she loved. His penis was drenched with her saliva as he got even more d**gged on her beauty. He then pulled her up to him kissing her long and deep as they rolled around. Her tiny white body wrapped in his toned and tanned muscles. He then moved on top of her between her thighs. As he started into her eyes he felt her fingers caress his chest as he brought his penis to her tight young opening. He looked at her eyes once again and she opened and closed them gently letting him know that she was ready. His head slowly started to move past the outer folds of her pussy and was poised for its final plunge. All her muscles tightened in anticipation. And then it came. Her Dad lunged forward into her. As Ann bit into the strong shoulders that had engulfed her while her nails dug into his muscled back that her arms had wrapped around, she suddenly felt a tremendous release accompanied by a sudden jolt of pain and she cried in pleasure...because she now really was a woman. Ann wanted to scream as she felt her father's penis push hard to get deep into her, breaking past her hymen. The big thrust took the breath out of her. Her watery eyes popped wide open and she felt the taste of bl**d on her tongue as her teeth bit deeper into his shoulder. And then it hit her...the pain that she had longed to experience...the pain that heralded her blossoming...and she screamed. Her father stayed like that without moving for a few minutes. He wanted his baby, his delicate flower, to get accustomed to his phallus in her. He let her scream and kissed her as tears swelled up in his eyes. It was the most beautiful moment and guilt ridden moment of his life. Still whimpering she kissed him back. Their tongues locked in an intricate ancient hedonistic dance. Ann felt her hips slowly move as her Dad started slowly rotating his pelvis. All that could be heard were Ann's whimpers that turned to moans as her clit rubbed against her Dad's grinding pubic bone. "Oh baby you are so beautiful. I love you so much," her Dad grunted as he felt his penis squeezed by the muscles of her young tight unexplored vagina. He slowly withdrew a fourth of his penis and thrust it back slowly into her dripping pussy, repeating it, and building up a slow tempo. Ann's hips started moving with her Dad's pelvis, rising up to meet each thrust. The pain of the initial thrust still lingering in her but the tingling sensation that was now running down her willowy body, from head to toe, far surpassed anything she ever felt. Her Dad's massive hands kneaded her soft small breasts. He covered her face and breasts with the most sensuous kisses and nibbles and licks that she had ever experienced. All she could manage to utter were incomprehensible moans and groans and the occasional, "Ohhhh yesss Daddy." His hands searched for her feet. He gently grabbed them and opened her legs wide apart, almost split horizontally as he thrust deep and hard into her. The pain was excruciating for Ann but the pleasure even more as she yelped with each long deep thrust. He then brought her legs together in front of him, licking her soles and sucking her toes as he let her tender feet rest on his face and chest. He gritted his teeth feeling her pussy squeeze him even tighter now. Both their bodies were drenched in perspiration in the Texas summer heat coupled with the fire that now raged in them. The few rays of the morning sun that made their way through the blinds danced of the beads of sweat that adorned her body and made her body glisten. Ann had now wrapped her slender legs around his waist, locking her feet at the ankles on his rump. Their groans had become a****listic, wild and loud. As their excitement built into a crescendo he suddenly pulled her up so that she sat on him, straddling him, his penis inside her. His hungry mouth gorged on the beautiful breasts and lips in front of him as she grinded herself onto him. The fingers of his right hand snaked their way between them and played with Ann's clit as her eyes rolled up in delirious pleasure. Ann suddenly felt her body convulsing, her muscles tightening. Her father felt that too. He laid her back and started blindly pounding her with thrust after thrust. Ann had now lost all control of herself. Her body had a life of its own as a huge orgasmic wave took over her. As she violently shook, Ann was making sounds that had no language but were divine to her father's ears. He felt like a cowboy at a rodeo. Most of his mind was overcome with pure carnal pleasure but a small part was marveling at the strength of his little daughter bucking under him as he tried to keep his balance and stay on top of her waiting to explode. And then he came. Her tight vagina milking him of everything he had as he filled her. Ann's body was still being ravaged by orgasmic flutters as he collapsed on top of her panting and kissing her. A stream of his cum dripped down a corner of her pussy. They stayed like that for a very long time, cuddling, stroking, and kissing each other, exchanging blushes and awkward smiles. Ann tried to talk once but was silenced by a deep kiss. This was going to be their beautiful little secret and this was the start of Ann's education into the art of love as she blossomed into a flower. The congregation looked in awe as Ann's Dad gave his Sunday morning sermon. He preached with fervor like they had never seen before. Sweat dripping down his forehead, he spoke feverishly about the Book of Genesis and the story of Lot. His congregation was mesmerized by his oration as he spoke about Lot's seduction by his daughters. Ann's father's groin was on fire as he spoke from his pulpit. In his mind he saw himself as Lot and thought about Ann and her nubile young body. His thoughts raced back to the day before and how he deflowered her and how this morning he woke up to a divine dream -- his very own Ann sl**ping next to him - naked. He remembered how he got up in the morning thinking it was all a dream and then seeing her cuddled up sl**ping next to him. He gently moved the whisks of blonde her from her face to see her angelic face with the most devilish smile -- how he wished he knew what she was dreaming about. His finger tips traced the curve of her beautiful body as he started planting gentle kisses all over her naked flesh -- the tip of his tongue snaking down the contour of her body and then licking her feet -- oh how he loved them. Ann's body started to stir alive. She looked down, giggling at the touch of his tongue on her soles. The giggles soon turned to long moans as his tongue was all over her -- devouring the delectable dish laid out in front of him. Ann's father kept wiping the sweat of his forehead and hurriedly shook hands and excused himself feigning a fever after the sermon and jumped into his car and raced home. Images of Ann screaming her head off as he ate her as she woke up in the morning kept flashing in front of him. He jumped a light and two stop signs thinking about her heaving breasts as her beautiful pussy opened to welcome his tongue. He stepped on the gas as he saw himself carry Ann into the shower and feeling her lips around his rock hard penis under the shower. He tore through the streets as the images of him holding her up against the shower wall came in front of his eyes. Her thighs tightly clamped around his waist and her ankles locked around his rump as he pounded her under the cascades of water, the crucifix around his neck bouncing off his daughter's breasts. He finally reached home and jumped out of the car and ran inside. Ann was listening to the Black Eyed Peas' Lovely Lady Lumps on her boom box and doing a little dance as she set the table for lunch wearing nothing but her dad's shirt. The music was too loud for her to hear the door as he stormed in and saw her like that. The site of her undulating hips, the slope of her toned thighs, her long blonde hair moving in wild abandon were just too much for him. He couldn't wait anymore and lunged at her. Ann screamed before she realized it was her Dad. The dishes and plates she was setting were falling around them as she lay on her back on the dining table staring into her Dad's eyes. He had a crazed look in them as his tongue invaded her mouth. Her mind was still not sure what was happening. She was scared, confused and very excited. He picked her up and carried her to the huge sofa in the living room and threw her on it. Within seconds he stripped and tore the shirt of his daughter. He pinned her down on the sofa and started kissing, licking and biting her face, neck and breasts. Ann's legs were already wide open and he rammed his hot throbbing penis into her, which made them both scream. It was a primordial scream coming from the depths of their desires. His excitement built up as his penis got milked by her pussy he suddenly turned her over and rammed into her from behind, thrusting into the warm depths of her wet young tight vagina. Their raw a****l grunts, moans and screams mingled with the sound of his body pounding into her flesh and were now much louder than the blaring boom box. He pulled on her hair as her back arched back and they kissed. He thrust faster and deeper and felt Ann's muscles tense up as he himself violently shuddered and released his load into her. Exhausted and drained he slumped on her and they both fell off the sofa and rolled onto the rug. Their limbs entwined, panting and whimpering, the two of them kissed and cuddled and fell asl**p only to awaken to their insatiable desire for each other. This desire left no room for any other feelings - no guilt -- no awkwardness -- just pure pleasure!