Daughters Beat Mothers, Pants Down!

by Lisa Smiles

Gemma hates her mother for coming home unexpected. She had the perfect romantic weekend planned with her daddy Sam. But where her mom might provide him with adult conversation, Gemma gives her dad the most youthful, athletic and rejuvenating sex. Sam knows it too. This is more than a temporary arrangement condoned by his wife. His daughter is his ticket to staying hard now forever.

A 3600 word story.



I love the ease of coming to my girl’s bedroom and locking the door. There’s a smell in here: dirty underpants and perfume. She’s taken down her posters of boy bands. She’s trying to make it feel like a main bedroom, but can’t quite bring herself to discard certain childhood mementos. She doesn’t need to do that for me. I’m here purely for the beauty, the scents and sex like this that plays out differently on every occasion. It will be decades before we fall into sad old routines.
“Are you clean down there Gemma?”
“I’ve just had a shower.”
“Did you clean your bottom hole well?”
“Do you want to rim me?” she asks.
“If you’re clean enough.”
“I should be, I think.”
It’s the vaguely acrid smell that can’t be washed off that always makes this a thrill. If it was anyone else’s fecal traces, I think I’d be sick. But they’re Gemma’s. She’s someone I care for like I care for none other.


�m going further now than I’ve ever gone with her arse hole. I’m opening it wider with my fingers, using lube borrowed from between the folds of her private girl parts. Now I’m following the scent of her vagina into her anus, first with my nose, now with the pointy tip of my tongue. I’ve got my tongue in there. I’m cleaning her anus out with my tongue. That’s how much I care for this girl.
She cares for me too. I have no doubt there was smegma under my foreskin that she’s sucking and licking. It’s an animal thing: preening and cleaning your partner.


About the Author

In their physical details, taboo acts can sometimes be no different from boring old honeymoon love scenes, but that's not my main focus. What fascinates me are relational details, or the way girls do their makeup, or the way incest is bass jumping compared to other sex that's just cricket. Why is that? It's precisely because of the fear. In the arts that fear is called The Sublime. You might feel it in your chest when you read me.

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