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Dreams Can Become Reality. (AmeliaRP and Wolvenrogue)

Another Rubicon had been crossed. Moreover it was more of a double one. It wasn't just that her father had seen her or at least heard her in the throes of an orgasm but the he had not only instigated by also put a finger inside her pinkie to help her experience it. How would she ever be able to look him in the eye again? He had entered her most sacred and hallowed place. The first irrevocable watershed was when she had dared to put his penis in his mouth that very morning. And it had happened when she was asking him if he wanted to get married.

Her embarrassment overshadowed the fact that she had experienced by far the most shattering climax she ever had. Her pulse had been racing, her breath erratic but were slowly returning to normal. As she did, she realised his finger was still inside her. Nico wasn't sure at all about needing a second experience. She just wanted to bask in the first. It was more than enough for her perhaps in a lifetime. But she made no attempt to remove his digit.
 
For Rick, once the lines had been crossed, and could not be taken back, there was no further harm that might be done in repeating the act, and in fact, he had watched the young woman's mother go through similar experiences many many times and had always found her profoundly grateful for his consideration in providing the second orgasm. It had always left her in a euphoric state that sometimes lasted for hours. So, it only seemed natural to him that the situation would be similar here. Moreover, he found the entire process a great pleasure rather than a chore, and could not imagine why any man would object to providing a woman as many orgasms as she was willing to achieve.

There still remained one threshold to be crossed, since his insertion within her had been very shallow. That was a precipice he would not be encouraging to jump over.
 
With his finger remaining in her honey pot, Nico was still a little sore there. The burning sensation from earlier had passed. There was no indication from the dark auburn haired teen that she would stop her father doing whatever he wanted. She had always tried to obey him and listen to him. There was a deep affection she felt for him and he was the most important person in her life. Without him, she would feel helpless.

Already the 16 year old was learning the art of trying to relax and not to tense her muscles, which made it difficult an d at times painful as the walls of her vagina canal clinched around his finger as he against started to move it to and fro. At times she had to bite her bottom lip when she was distracted away from trying to think of something else. Gradually it eased as tingles began to replace some of the discomfort and irritation, especial when he rubbed her nub.

So far Nico had not fully returned to the parallel universe from the pinnacle of when she had cum. With her juices flowing again, she started to enjoy the pleasure he was giving her. It was unexpected. He was doing it for her from the wealth of his experience. Soon she allowed her hips to again move in the rhythm he was setting with his placid pumping action which was slowly being stepped up. Looking over to her father, she dare to look at his face. As she chewed her lips, she wished that he would do it with his mouth.
 
His finger moved up and back through her soaking inner labia gently teasing them and collecting her slippery liquid helping them to escape where they were now beginning to coat her inner thighs. He soaked his thumb in the slippery liquid and began to rub it into her rosebud again and slowly pressed it inside her rear entrance again as he moved down and began teasing her clit with his tongue. Her entire crack was alive with wriggling appendages.
 
It was a new sensation when her adopted father touched her anal. It added to her growing pleasure. Nico was surprised about her second arousal with his finger remaining in her very core and slowly working her up into another frenzy. It was something she could get used to such was the enjoyment she was experiencing. The most primitive instinct of all and it was proving to be the most inclusive and far reaching gratification

But while his fingers and thumb were producing their magic, It was a kiss on the lips she wanted. Using his mouth down there on her swollen nub was electrifying but she was craving for more personal face-to-face contact despite her earlier reluctance and being coy. It didn't take much to bend her knees up during her rhythmic cycle of raising and lowering her hips in tandem from the regular propulsion of his finger inside her tunnel of love. The aim was to encourage to bring his head up to hers.

"Kiss me. Cherish me. Cuddle me."
 
As she raised her knees almost curling into a ball she seemed to be pulling him away from her sex. Had this been his departed wife, we was accustomed to forcing her knees apart at time like these and taking her roughly. She had liked that and it was practiced routine, but this was his daughter and he felt a bit more protective and gentle, and so it was that he was certainly more sensitive to her fears, and so he followed her leading and brought his lips to hers in a cherishing gentile kiss pulling away but a millimeter so that their breath still mingled. Al the while his finger continued in its gentle play within her cleft.

His other hand moved behind her head and controlled their passionate kiss as he took her lips again and again with his own.
 
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