Chapitre 715: JULIE
Julie and I have lived alone together, since the day my wife .. her mother .. walked out.
Not a word, a reason or a good by.
Papers were served on me two days after with no alimony or financial demands attached and giving me sole custody of Julie. I signed and mailed them Express Mail the same day.
Betty, my wife, and I had known each other since we were two and married very young. I got Betty pregnant with Julie too soon and we had to go to a special private school to finish without loosing any time.
Money was never an issue with Betty and me. I had a modest inheritance from my grand parents that kept us well off and allowed us both to go through school and college, starting into our professions right away. I did very well from the beginning of my working life.
One .. well two issues that Betty and I had, not long after we started college. I always had fantasies over furs and attempted to introduce them into our love making. Our Love making was starting to cool for reasons I never understood and I thought that this would help and I could get my favorite fantasies into our life. Not only did it not work but our love making quickly went totally into the toilet.
I did hear a few months latter, after Betty walked out on us that she had been sleeping around on me for some time. I guess I didn't really know her at all.
My parents died a few years ago in a rafting accident on vacation leaving yet another modest inheritance and a final big hole in my life. I could easily retire in a few years and still put Julie through college.
At only 34 I'm well invested, in excellent heath and physical shape having inherited a fine youngish six two body from my folks.
Julie was seven at the time Betty walked out. She still remembers her leaving us alone. Her resentment to her mother has all but gone now.
To say Julie and I have grown close over the years would be an understatement. I've been father and mother, housekeeper and provider. She has been the sole focus of my life more by desire and circumstances than by necessity. She alone is my family now.
I never spoiled Julie. She has done her tasks as she has grown up and learned her responsibilities like any good child should. She has been very well provided for, maybe to an occasional excess. She is my sole focus and daddy's little girl after all.
2
Practically the next day Betty left I purchased a bunch of furs. I would no longer live a fur impoverished life, I swore and I didn't leave out Julie. Her bed was covered in a thick Red Fox spread to match her red hair and I got her a cute little hooded short Red Fox jacket with matching mittens. Some vests, scarves and the like came quickly.
Julie has always been a cute child. Despite her mother leaving us Julie has always been cheery and bright. Very intelligent, inquisitive and self assured. I do everything possible to encourage all her qualities. She has always taken care of herself and dresses very nicely. Getting furs for her is as much a treat for me as it is for her and she knows it. Girls love to shop so going to the fur salon began as a 'mom' thing I would do with her and it quickly became a favorite together thing for us.
Raising her I could not help but know everything about her and she about me. She knew all about my penchant for furs and in many ways seemed to share them right off. She never said no to a new fur and by puberty was asking for specific furs we would sometimes have to 'negotiate' over. By then Julie had been getting and reading all the fashion and trade material on furs that she could. Exploring fur sites and information on the Internet.
She knew I was a soft touch when it came to fur. Like the time at age 12 when she just had to have a Sable. She had been looking for one to see after finding out about Sable. She saw and generously 'felt' one (more like consumed it) at a visit to the fur salon. "Oh Daddy ... this is wonderful .. magnificent .. oh my." I managed to turn that into her first 'adult' fur. A very fine 'preowned' hooded Mink jacket (generously over sized for her growth) with the promise of a Sable for her high school graduation if she kept her grades up.
Like most loving small children Julie would come running to my bed some nights from a nightmare, bad storm or just lonely and insecure. With the absence of Betty I have to say that I looked forward to those nights. Julie would cuddle but it was all quite normal. I think it was enhanced for us both with the furs since I would calm her by cuddling and fur fondle her in my Lynx spread until she was cooing and would fall asleep. Looking back I can see that Julie was quite excited by it all at the time. Daddy's little girl .. loves her Daddy.
We were always affectionate with each other and I viewed that as reinforcing her ability to normally relate to men in general and have normal affections for men when she grew up. Maybe escape the flaw of her mother's unfaithfulness.
With the pressures of work, wanting to guarantee our security, and the time spent with Julie I had little time for a date life. To aggravate the issue, all the women I did manage to date were disinterested to disgusted with furs. Those relations would never happen and they were all very short lived. Julie would pout with each and every one.
Julie occasionally dated but with decidedly non-aggressive type boys, geeks to be precise. As a doting father I was quite happy with that. She didn't seem to be driven to have sex or be with the "in" crowd. Again I was not disturbed with that at all. All things in good time I was thinking. I didn't want her to make the same mistake her mother and I had made. I reminded her of that on more than one occasion. Unlike most girls, she seemed to actually listen to her father.
Even by freshman year in high school Julie had turned from cute little girl to a tall, taller than the boys, elegant woman. Now at the end of her senior year she is drop-dead-gorgeous. Fashion model material. In fact she has been occasionally modeling since freshman year for a local outdoor equipment company as a 'fashion' model. She makes hiking boots look sexy.
We have both liked to go hiking and camping since Julie was a little girl. I got it from my parents but Betty never liked doing it much and even before she left us Julie and I would take weekends and go out in the woods. She has always been a great hiker and camper. This is where we met the camping company folks. Turns out I already knew most of them anyway. They took to her right away as a natural. She was modeling for them the next week.
Julie instinctively knows how to wear clothes of all types, particularly furs. They are like a denim jacket to her yet she is so sensual. She will never make it as a great runway model however. She doesn't have the drive or ruthless personality for the business end of it. Pros have told her this and she seems to be not at all unhappy over it.
Her sensuousness in fur began to get to me from about sophomore year and had be thinking 'unclean' thoughts about her on occasion. I struggled with them and was able, for the most part, to push them aside.
Julie on the other hand was becoming a genuine vixen around me. We were at the fur salon one day when she had just turned 17 and she is trying on a floor length Silver Fox. Julie is already five nine by then so it was a long coat. It had a huge thick collar and enormous sleeves. She was doing an exaggerated models swirl, her red hair entwined in the thick fur as she pushed it into her face, she looks at me with the sexiest coy, come hither look I had ever seen. "Daddy .. do you like me in this coat? .... Daddy .. I mean really like me?" Frozen with my mouth agape, I wanted desperately to pretend it never happened and to also never forget that moment. Truth prevailed .. "Julie you are totally magnificent. The most beautiful woman in the world." My honest thought at the time .. and to this moment. She beamed radiantly with the most incredible smile she ever gave me.
3
Graduation and her 18th birthday were upon us. This meant my baby girl was grown up, going to college and ready for her Sable .. which she never let me forget. One of those pesky lifetime promises you wished maybe you should have never made? Of course she was at the top of her class so no dodging this one. She fully deserves it. Her friends were getting cars for graduation so it was a bit difficult to plead poverty.
Sable, of course, is very expensive and I had not promised her a flowing, floor length NEW Sable though I desperately wanted to. I shopped for nearly two years prior to that. I knew this was a promise I dare not break. I managed to find and keep secret a hooded, it had to have an hood, very full on her, dark brown genuine Russian Sable long jacket with very generous sleeves. Used it was still a small fortune. Certainly as much as the car gifts her friends were getting. This I would remind her of. I was also compelled to get that Silver Fox coat she so seductively "talked me into". She somehow knew she would get it. After all, I can't disappoint my little sweetie.
When I gave them to her with the birthday cake that evening she was hysterical .. and unbelievably gorgeous. She modeled them for me for a very long time in the most sensual and provocative way imaginable. I took her out to dinner and she wore the Sable of course.
"Daddy .. you won't be sorry you got these for me."
"I would never be sorry giving you anything sweetie."
I don't know why I always called her sweetie, aside from the obvious, but that is what she has always liked me to call her. When she was into puberty I thought she might like her father to call her something else more formal, like Julie. We talked about it and she insisted I continue to call her sweetie. She says everybody calls her Julie and she wanted us to have our special name for her. I like that she wanted that.
For the first time in my life I intentionally and deliberately sexually fondled my daughter. Well I stroked and hugged her in the fur, caressing her body through the Sable. She moved and squirmed around like never before with a deep humming sound I'd never heard her make. She was clearly excited by it all. We managed to maintain a normal father-daughter presence at dinner however.
That night was the first time I deliberately masturbated to the image of my fur clad daughter. I was so ashamed as with all the 'unintentional' times and wet dreams before. Always since she was a sophomore, when I am sexually aroused Julie will invade my mind, at the peak of my ejaculation. Always wearing furs of course. Her beautiful fur clad body would be so clear before me. Now in her Sable and Silver Fox I had just given her.
I don't have to work very hard at 'seeing ' her nude. We have never been shy around each other though not deliberately exposing ourselves to one another. There are always those times when mistakes and accidents happen or we are surprised when the other is there when you thought they were gone. It seems Julie has been having a lot of 'accidents' lately. Her nude body is beautiful in every way. Her modest breasts betray their sensual contribution in their perfection. Her muff is as red as the hair on her head and her graceful form is exquisite. She really is the most beautiful woman in the world to me. I am pretty sure she knows it as well.
She was also much more feely kissy around the house lately as well while always wearing fur. Julie has many small furs now that are perfectly appropriate around the house like her several fur vests. I also, at her insistence, had reconstructed for her a very large sheared Phantom Beaver coat into a robe, fur inside of course. She had gotten it for nothing on eBay. The fur itself is incredibly soft and silky. She often wears it around the house and I'm suspicious that is all she has on most often. She can wrap it around herself several times it's so big. Sweetie has gradually been doing a very fine embroidery all over it on the skin or outside mixed with and overlaying the stitch pattern of the pelts. Brilliant colors and the designs are incredible. It's a crafts project she wears. She loves it and is magnificent wearing it.
A few mornings ago at breakfast, I think Julie was using the Beaver to fondle her 'beaver' under the table. She was intently staring at me eating but seemingly distracted.
I can't keep my cock soft or stop thinking of her other than with 'unclean' thoughts anymore.
Since her birthday I have masturbated thinking only of her and her beautiful fur clad body each and every night. Sometimes in the middle of the day with the opportunity. I have to stop. The guilt is driving me mad but her image is burned into my mind now and tearing at my heart.
Julie had Prom night after graduation and again it was with one of her geeky boyfriends. She was elegantly and modestly dressed for Julie. A nice white silk dress with her hooded mink jacket. Almost like a reminder over the Sable. Like Dan isn't good enough for Sable.
Dan is a nice guy and he knows he is nowhere near Julie's league. I am still baffled by this and asked her on more than one occasion, including this one, why she dates these guys. "Daddy .. I just want to have a good time and not be mauled and groped all night the way the other girls are."
She smiled sweetly and gave me a long and lingering kiss before her and Dan left for the prom. "Besides .. as she whispered in my ear .. my heart belongs to Daddy." My heart was racing as I watched them drive away.
I raced to bed furiously masturbating in her Silver Fox coat for a long time. I am not sure when I fell asleep but I dreamed of 'my sweetie' nude in her Sable and without shame. It was all so natural, soft and loving.
4
Movement in my bed slowly woke me. In my groggy state I knew it was Julie! It was still dark out. A quick glance told me it was only 1 AM?
She is behind me fondling my back and body with the Silver Fox as she speaks.
"Is something wrong sweetie?"
"No Daddy .. everything is wonderful."
I roll over facing her. Julie is nude and wearing her new Sable. I always sleep in the buff and my whole body went flush.
"I see you were thinking of me with my Silver Fox tonight Daddy?"
My cock by now is stiff as a fence post and it is clear for her to see. Her nipples are like bullets and her areolas are swollen. She is practically drooling as she looks at my cock.
"Julie, I said sternly, we can't do this .. it is so wrong and unnatural." Fathers don't fuck their daughters! With the word 'fuck' Julie shook with a sweet but lecherous look and, I swear, her tits jumped.
She paid absolutely no attention to my admonition other than her increased stimulation. She quickly had the Silver Fox around my waist and my cock stroking it smoothly with its huge sleeve. I'm going out of my mind with lust for my sweetie. It must be a dream .. a very vivid dream!
"No Julie" I attempted to say with the sternest voice possible. I failed as my voice quivered and broke with the thrill that was rushing through my body as my daughter began fondling me.
"Daddy .. she always pauses slightly after saying it .. I told you my heart belongs to you."
"That's just a figure of speech .. an old song title!" I'm desperate and can't hold out much longer. My daughter is seducing me .. hell she's bent on doing her old man.
"Please sweetie .. let's stop and think about this! Please."
"Daddy ... Daddy ... I want you." She is very distracted by her fur fondling my cock which is about to go off like the 4th of July.
"Julie please stop .. please" My words are not finding a mark.
"Daddy .. I have been thinking about it since mom left and now I have you ALL to myself." and with that she launched into jerking me off with a vengeance.
Silver Fox sweeping up my engorged cock, running it over my stomach and upper thighs. Her magnificent hair is swinging and swishing over the head of my cock and with an intense look of concentration she parts her lips and devours the head of my cock, her hair spilling all around.
My hands are in her soft hair massaging the back of her head and neck in ways I know she loves. Like the countless times I have comforted her and coddled her in my arms as a child. I am becoming lover to my daughter and suddenly it is more than fine.
Meanwhile my gonads have taken all the "abuse" they can take as she has been massaging them with the Silver Fox. More pressure than ever forces thick, hot juices rushing to the head of my cock. Burst after burst is sucked and taken by my sweetie. Her head had been bobbing well down my cock relentlessly bringing up my wildest passions and fantasies so long buried in my body and mind.
As she sucks up and cleans my cock of the last bits of my cum she looks at me .. "Was that good for you Daddy?" I nearly shot another load with that.
"Did I do a good job? I want to do it better than mom."
"Your mother never would do this for me." An enormous smile flashed across her face with a clear sign of enormous pride and satisfaction as she wipes across her mouth with the back of her hand. She would mention Betty only once more in our lives. She knew everything there was to know with that since she also knew about Betties disdain for fur.
"Sweetie .. there is something Daddy would like to do for you." She lit up like the sun.
"Yes Daddy yes Daddy .. anything ... what are you going to do?"
"Lay back in the furs and wrap yourself in your Sable, the fur to you. Then fondle your breasts as I know you have already done .. right sweetie?"
She broke into a sheepish grin that told all, following my instructions instantly. I nearly shot off watching her finesse at fur fondling her marvelous tits. I had the Silver Fox and my Lynx spread fondling her thighs and it was no time at all that she was nearly to orgasm on her own. Sweetie was doing just fine.
"Daddy ... what now?" in a quivering voice. I didn't speak but began kissing her from the calves of her legs, slowly moving up between her legs. Sweetie was way beyond humming and well into moaning and having her first mini-orgasms. They were causing her to quiver more noticeably. The quivering increased the closer I got to her soft muff. I blew gently on her muff and she instantly cried out .. "Oh Daddy .. do me please do me."
I progressed to kissing her around her muff and her quivering advanced to mild humping. I finally slid one finger through her muff and down the middle of her very wet labia. Sweetie was tossing her head from side to side, moving her knees up and down rapidly and moaning quite loudly. The more I fingered her labia the faster she moved and the louder she got. I did this for a few minutes to pull her level of excitement to a fever pitch. Her hips were in a constant vibration by then in her anticipation.
Meanwhile my cock was recovering to its former power pole condition. This was all very exciting for Daddy as well.
When I brought my mouth down on her muff and began sucking her labia and vagina she froze in mid rise .. her hips still off the fur, rigid in my mouth. She stopped breathing until I parted her labia with my tongue and into her vagina. With a huge exhale and moan she fell limp in the furs and cried softly, her hips once again quivering lightly. I sucked and stroked her clitoris with my tongue. She had her first full orgasm, I'm sure.
"Daddy I love you so much .. please take me .. take my virginity. I've been saving it for you alone." I kissed her sweet lips softly at first and then we locked into a tongue tangling kiss as lovers, not father-daughter. Her passion was ferocious and with wild abandon, driving me quite mad.
Our mutual fondness for being in the furs became a full part of our love making as we wallowed and frenetically fur fondled the other. She is very proficient at getting me very excited with the furs alone. In our kissing frenzy my cock found her virgin essence.I pushed up from her as I moved forward. There is a warm glowing and soft not-quite-smile that wraps around my body like a great Sable. "This will hurt some at first sweetie." "I know Daddy .. just move slowly into me and I'll be fine." With that said my cock found its way on its own .. the slight resistance was parted and slowly I slid deeper and deeper 'till my balls were between the cheeks of her ass. She didn't make a pep, with an ethereal look of angelic purity. "Oh Daddy that is soooo fine ... more pleeeaaseee." as she squirmed around my cock in a way I had never experienced. "God honey .. you are incredible."
I was suddenly struck with terror! "Sweetie please let me out. You are not protected and I don't have a rubber. Remember what I told you?" She had me in a vice grip and would not let go. I'm terrified.
"Daddy don't worry. I got pills over a month ago. I'm protected. I knew I was at least going to try and seduce you."
I was so thankful for her intelligence. My cock had shriveled however in my anxiety and it withdrew from her on its own a bit bloody. "I'm sorry sweetie. I ruined your loss of virginity."
"Let me help you again Daddy." She wipes me clean with a cloth from the bed side then wraps her lips once again around my cock, juicing it up again. She had hardly touched it with her lips before it was standing proud again.
"Daddy really likes me to do that?"
"Anytime you like sweetie."
With no preliminaries at all I thrust deep and hard into her soft, tight glory hole to her cervix. She let with a loud moan and thrust forward to meet me with equal force.
A look of wild passion. Contorting grimaces and screaming smiles rapidly flashes across her face. She is looking at me constantly until I engage her in a passionate kiss just as she is having her second major orgasm. Sweetie nearly vacuums my insides out as the thunderbolt strikes. "Oh! .. oh! .. Daddy .. so .. oh god! So wonderful .. please Daddy .. deeper .. please .... oh." Then she freezes rigid, vibrating slightly, holding her breath. My cock suddenly blows its wad big time and I am involuntarily jerking in her adding to her vibrations. I sigh deeply as I am spent. She lets with a big exhale and collapses.
"Sweetie .... Daddy loves you as his lover now and not just his daughter." She knew we would talk it over soon .. not now. Sweetie falls asleep in my arms and I succumb to sleep soon after.
5
I awake with her sucking on my cock again. Reaching down and around her I grab her by the thigh, pulling her around. She is not letting go of my cock, sucking he with a mission. Soon her thighs are spread over my shoulders and my face is deep into her muff. She moans loudly muffled by my cock in her mouth as my tongue parts her labia once again. We quickly bring each other to orgasm and don't let go until I/she is sucked dry.
Laying back in the fur again, side-by-side ... "Daddy .. you're so bad."
"I know sweetie and it's all your fault .. flaunting your gorgeous fur clad body around me. You knew it would get Daddy excited!"
"Yeah .. I'm bad too .. and I loved doing that to you .. it made me wet doing it ... you knew you loved it. Did you like me fondling my pussy at breakfast the other morning? ... Ain't it nice being soooo bad?"
"You little wench ... so you really have been planning this?"
"Oh yes Daddy and I love you as my lover too. I always want to please you and have you in me."
We lazily fondle each other with the furs slowly ramping up our excitement. My advantage, as I have been fondling with the Sable. Sweetie is soon far beyond 'reason', her whole body in motion once again. I flip her over and thrust full and hard between her butt cheeks and labia to my balls buried in her soft muff straddling her thighs from behind. She moans loudly and has an instant orgasm, vibrating and twisting around my cock. She's like a fish on a hook. I control not ejaculating.
She calms and as she does I begin sliding smoothly in and out. Her body takes on a life of its own again as it meets stroke with counter stroke, grunting and moaning, squirming and writhing in the furs. We are in a rhythm as I feel her reaching closer and closer to another orgasm. I want this one to be together like last night. That was a new experience for me as well. I have sweetie smothered in Sable, Lynx and Fox of several types. We are both in fur heaven. The orgasm rushes up on us both. We nearly rip each other apart in our passion. This is a violent orgasm unlike the previous ones.
She flips over face-to-face with her hands gripping my butt pulling me back into her with a powerful jerk. I am sill totally stiff. She is doing almost all the 'work' of pumping me into her at first. She wants me, my cock badly, insatiable and I am more than willing to give my sweetie any and all she wants. It is an eternity of heavenly fucking bliss. We give all we have and we both want to give more. Total collapse in the furs for us both.
As we are laying on our backs, looking up at the ceiling ... "Daddy .... can we be together forever?" ..... I'm stunned with the obvious .. speechless ...
"Sweetie .. I'll do anything you wish. I have really only loved you .. I mean truly loved."
"I know Daddy .. I've always 'wanted' you, to always be with you, even before I knew about sex. Once I found out about sex I wanted it to be with you, always and only with you. Daddy's little girl forever."
"I didn't really know 'till I gave you your Sable and then it rushed in on me like I always knew it. You do know you are now a grown woman?"
"I was terrified you would not take me as your lover and thrust me out into the world ... and yes I know but it doesn't mean I can't have you and still think that I am your little girl?"
"Certainly not sweetie."
The next thing I know she is on top of me, straddling and rubbing my cock with her labia. It is almost instantly rigid .. having pushed its own way up in her. She begins a forward and back rocking motion which soon has me in yet another state of ecstasy ... approaching ejaculation once again. Though I've spent my fluids a number of times over the last 12 it seems I have one last load for my sweetie.
"Oh yes Daddy .. pump me full again .. I want your seed .. oh fuck me hard." She takes my last, for awhile anyway.
We laid back in the furs once again for an hour or so not saying very much but stroking or fondling the other, nuzzling and cuddling.
Finally rolling out of bed we head for the shower .. together. I thought I was spent. In the shower I discovered not.
Barely dressing ... sweetie nude in her beaver robe and me in a pair of shorts ... I cooked breakfast, well brunch at best .. it was 2 in the afternoon. As we sat eating sweetie has her legs spread wide in full display. While eating with one hand she is rubbing the soft Beaver fur up and down her sweet beaver in full display to me ... she looks up at me ... "Daddy likes this .. yes?"
My bone betrays me despite finally being truly spent. It now is throbbing with an exquisite ache as it has slipped through the slit in my shorts in full display. What a tranquil domestic scene. Sweetie reaches over and touches it lightly on the tip and it jumps straight out stiff.
"I thought you were finished for the day?"
"I think it is an empty gun."
"You know why I always wore really short skirts and sleeveless short tops to the fur saloon Daddy?"
"Not really but I bet you had a scheme. Come to think of it you wore those every time after the first trip."
"It gave me maximum bare skin for the furs. I would get excited .. so excited that by puberty I stopped wearing panties as well. More than once I diddled myself while wrapped in some of those wonderful furs. A few times in the past few years I had a few small orgasm. See Daddy I learned a lot from you."
"So for you fur has been sexual for some time?"
"Especially after the time when I was coming to get in bed with you one night and saw you masturbating in your furs. I rushed back to my room in such an agitated state I had my first orgasm. I tore off my PJ's and when I hit my Fox spread with my open crotch I flew into a 'fit', I called it at the time. I then proceeded to fur fondle myself into as many 'fits' as I possibly could."
Sweetie and I finish eating and as we are finishing clearing the dishes I reach over to her back and rub her nude body through he fur with the fur. In no time she is in my arms and hers around me inside her robe, our bodies pressed together, locked in a sweet and lingering kiss as I continue more fur fondling of her.
As I nuzzle in her hair, still in our soft embrace .. "Daddy ... I have always loved your attention and affection of me and dreamed of this moment when we could kiss, feel your body against mine and love when we wished without bounds. I want to be your true and full partner in life."
"Sweetie .... you always have been ... you always will be. The difference now is there are no boundaries between us. I will always love and care for you. You know the age difference will always be the same but you will be a 21 year old woman in a few years and I'll be only 37."
"I hadn't thought of that! The Alsop's down the street. She is 23 and he is 39. I wonder when and how they got together? I wouldn't want to be in her shoes though .. he's a real prick ... Daddy ... you won't turn into a prick will you? ... I'm ashamed for asking already. Mom was the 'prick' and you were always nice to her."
Sweetie suggested we go to the Zoo for the rest of the afternoon. Kind of like when she was a little girl. Our time there was much like it was then. Over the next few weeks we did a lot of things like that. It was a kind of good by to her childhood and innocence I think. She didn't say anything about it like that but we never did any of those things quite like that anymore.
After we got home, actually after each of these 'Adventures' as she called them as a child, we made soft, long and sustained love, rewriting our life together.
Julia's room became her study. My bedroom became OUR bedroom complete with a Canadian Golden Sable spread. She also became my life partner ... in every way my wife.
Julia, I call her Julia more often now, has not only become my partner but in every way, including making love, has surpassed her mother and every other woman I could even imagine ... definitely not father-daughter anymore.
After two years of local college we moved to a large city since she had enrolled at a university there. I had 'finished' my professional obligations with the firm I had started with and took all my benefits, stock options, etc. I either reinvested local investments or transferred them. There was no family or other reasons to stay. After selling the house we moved to our new life together.
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