Every since my daughter walked in on me wanking while watching porn as being acting weirdly. She as been dressing more slutty around the house. It’s like she’s trying to make me crack and give in to temptations.
I can’t help but stare as she bends over to pick up her phone, her short skirt riding up to reveal the lace of her knickers. My heart races and I quickly avert my gaze, feeling guilty yet aroused. This is wrong, she’s my daughter for fuck’s sake. But goddamn, she’s grown into a beautiful woman. I shift uncomfortably in my seat, trying to hide my growing erection.
“What are you doing, sweetheart?” I ask, my voice cracking slightly.
“Just tidying up,”she replies with a smirk, not making any move to cover herself. Fuck, what is happening to us?
My palms sweat as I grip the armrests of my chair, torn between wanting her to leave and praying she’ll stay. The air feels thick with tension, and I can barely breathe. I know I should say something, anything, to diffuse this situation, but my mind is blank. All I can think about is the way her hips sway as she straightens up, the curve of her ass accentuated by that damn skirt.I swallow hard, my mouth suddenly dry.
“D-Dad?” she says, her voice softer now, almost hesitant. “Can I talk to you about something?” My heart sinks. Oh god, she knows. She knows what I’ve been thinking, what I’ve been doing. I’m going to hell.
“Of course, sweetheart,” I manage to choke out, trying to keep my voice steady. “What’s on your mind?”I brace myself for the inevitable confrontation, the shame and guilt washing over me in waves.
She hesitates for a moment, biting her lower lip in a way that makes my stomach clench. Then, she takes a deep breath and sits down on the couch across from me, crossing her legs. I can’t help but notice the way her skirt rides up her thighs, exposing more of her smooth, tanned skin.I quickly avert my gaze, focusing on her face instead.
“It’s about college,”she begins, fidgeting with the hem of her skirt. “I’ve been thinking about my major, and I’m not sure what I want to do. I was hoping you could give me some advice.”
Relief floods through me, followed by a pang of disappointment. Of course, it’s not about what I think it is. She’s just a confused teenager, not some seductress out to destroy me. Itake a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart. “Of course, sweetheart,”
I say, grateful for the neutral topic. “What subjects are you interested in? Maybe we can narrow it down from there.” I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees, trying to focus solely on her words and not the way her chest rises and falls with each breath.She tilts her head, considering my question.
“Well, I’ve always been good at math and science,”she says, her eyes lighting up. “But I also love art and literature. I don’t know how to combine them.” As she speaks, she leans back on the couch, stretching her arms above her head.Her shirt rides up, exposing a strip of her toned stomach. I quickly look away, my eyes landing on a framed photo on the shelf. Anything to distract myself from her tempting form.
“That’s a great question,” I reply, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me. “Have you considered a career in engineering or architecture? or modelling you be definatly good at.”
She laughs, a melodic sound that fills the room and sends a shiver down my spine. “Modelling? Really, Dad?” she says, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “I don’t think I have the looks or the confidence for that. I don’t think my tits are big enough.”
I can’t help but glance at her chest, comparing it to the models in the magazines I’ve been secretly ogling. She’s right, her breasts are smaller, but they’re perfectly shaped, fitting her slender frame. I quickly look away, ashamed of my thoughts. “You’re beautiful just the way you are,” I say, my voice softer than intended. “And confidence comes with time.”
She stood up and smiled, “be right back dad, I want to model for you to see if I am good.”
I stood up and paced the room, trying to calm my racing thoughts. I had to get a grip on myself. This was wrong, so fucking wrong. But as I heard her footsteps returning, I couldn’t help but feel a thrill of anticipation. She walked back in, a mischievous grin on her face in sexy black lingerie. “So, what do you think?”
As I stood there, my mouth agape, I couldn’t help but drink in the sight before me. My daughter, my sweet, innocent girl, now a stunning young woman, strutting her stuff in a black lace bra and knickers that left little to the imagination. The way the fabric clung to her curves, accentuating her pert nipples and the juncture of her thighs, made my heart race and my cock twitch in my pants.
“Wow,” I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. “You look… incredible.” I couldn’t tear my gaze away from the tantalizing display of her body, the way the lingerie seemed to be painted on her skin.She struck a pose, one hand on her hip, the other trailing down her side to her ass.
“So, do I pass the test?” she asked, a coy smile playing on her lips as she looked down at the tent in my jogging bottoms.
My eyes widened as I took in the sight before me, my daughter’s body on full display in that sinfully sexy lingerie. I swallowed hard, my mouth dry, as I tried to form a coherent thought. “You… you look stunning, sweetheart,” I stammered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. She sauntered closer, her hips swaying seductively with each step.
“Like it?” she asked, her voice low and husky, a far cry from the innocent tone I was used to. “I thought it would be fun to try something new.” As she reached out to touch my chest, I felt a jolt of electricity shoot through me at the contact.
“It’s… perfect,” I breathed, my hands itching to explore the curves hidden beneath the lace. “You were made for that style.” I couldn’t believe the words coming out of my mouth, but they felt true. My cock so solid straining against the material of my jogging bottoms. She knew what she was doing, I will not break. I could see the outline of her fanny against the material of her knickers.
As she posed in front of me, I couldn’t help but admire the way the black lace accentuated her curves. The delicate fabric hugged her breasts, making them look even fuller than they were. I found myself leaning forward, my eyes fixated on the deep valley between her cleavage.
“You look so sexy, baby,” I murmured, my voice low and husky. “Like a fucking vixen.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she smiled, clearly enjoying the effect she was having on me.
“Thanks, Daddy,” she purred, her voice dripping with seduction. “I wanted to make you proud.” I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief.
“Proud? You’re making me harder than a rock, sweetheart. What have you done to me?” She giggled, a throaty sound that sent shivers down my spine.
“I don’t mind if you want to get it out and jerk,” I can’t believe she just said that. “Not like I haven’t seen you do it before.”
“Sweetheart, you shouldn’t say things like that,” I scolded, even as my hand reached out to cup her cheek, thumb brushing over her soft, plump lips. “It’s not appropriate.” She leaned into my touch, her eyes never leaving mine.
“Why not? We’re adults, Daddy. We can talk about sex.” Her voice was a seductive purr, sending heat coursing through my veins.I swallowed hard, my mind reeling.
“Because you’re my daughter, for fuck’s sake. It’s wrong, twisted, sick.” But even as I said the words, I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her lips, imagining how they would feel wrapped around my cock. She leaned in closer, her breath hot against my ear.
“But you want it, don’t you, Daddy? You want to fuck your little girl.” The words sent a shockwave of desire through me, my cock throbbing in my pants. “My fanny is wet looking at that junk begging to come out.”
“Mmm, you’re such a dirty girl,” I groaned, my hand sliding down to cup her ass, squeezing the firm flesh through the lace. “I can feel how wet you are, sweetheart. Your little pussy is dripping for me, isn’t it?” She nodded, her eyes glazed with desire as she ground her hips against my hand.
“Yes, Daddy. I need you to fuck me. I need to feel your big cock inside me.” I growled, my control slipping away.
“Fuck, baby,” I hissed, yanking my pants down to free my aching cock. It sprang out, thick and hard, the tip glistening with pre-cum. “Look at what you do to me, sweetheart.” She licked her lips, her eyes fixed on my erection.
“Wow, Daddy, you’re so big,” she breathed, reaching out to wrap her small hand around the base. “I want to taste you.” Without warning, she sank to her knees, her warm breath fanning over the sensitive head of my cock.
“Oh fuck, baby, you can’t,” I protested, but it was too late. Her soft lips enveloped the tip, suckling gently as she swirled her tongue around the crown.
“Mmm, you taste so good, Daddy,” she moaned, her eyes locked on mine as she took more of me into her mouth. Temptation broke as she bobbed faster up and down my cock. All I could think about now is bending her over the couch and giving her a damn good ass clapping fuck in that pussy.
“Mmmph, yeah, just like that, baby girl,” I groaned, my hips jerking forward as she took more of my cock into her mouth. “Suck it, sweetheart, show me what a good little cocksucker you are.” She moaned around my shaft, the vibrations sending sparks of pleasure through me.
As she bobbed her head, her hand slid up to play with my balls, rolling them gently in her palm. “Fuck, that feels amazing,” I gasped, my fingers tangling in her hair, guiding her movements. “Keep going, baby, take it all.” She nodded, her eyes never leaving mine as she took me deeper, her throat constricting around my cock. I could feel her tongue working the underside. “Honey… want me to fuck you.”
“Y-yes, Daddy,” she whimpered, her voice muffled around my cock. “Please, fuck me hard.” I couldn’t hold back anymore. I yanked her up, spinning her around and bending her over the back of the couch. I pulled her knickers down and guided my cock to her wet twat.
With one powerful thrust, I buried myself to the hilt in her tight, wet heat. She cried out, her back arching as I filled her completely.
“Oh god, Daddy!” she moaned, her pussy clenching around me like a vice.I groaned, my hips jerking as I started to move, pumping in and out of her with deep, hard strokes. The couch creaked beneath us as I fucked her, my cock sliding in and out of her soaked cunt.
“Fuck, you’re so tight, baby,” I grunted, my fingers digging into her hips as I pounded into her. “Taking your daddy’s cock so well.” She whimpered and moaned, her pussy fluttering around me as I drove into her.
“Yes, Daddy, fuck me! Harder!” she begged, pushing back against me. I obliged, my thrusts becoming more aggressive, more forceful.
As I fucked my daughter’s tight little pussy, the only sounds in the room were the slapping of skin, her moans and cries, and my own grunts of pleasure. I couldn’t believe this was happening, that I was taking my own flesh and blood like this, but I couldn’t stop myself. She was just too damn tempting, too good at playing on my desires.
As I pumped into her, my daughter’s moans grew louder, more desperate. “Yes, Daddy, just like that! Fuck my pussy hard!” she screamed, her body shaking with each powerful thrust.I gripped her hips tighter, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I drove into her again and again.
I was fucking her that hard that I had her cheeks clapping against my abs. “Fuck Kelly honey.”
“Daddy, I’m close!” Kelly moaned, her pussy clenching around my cock in spasms. “Don’t stop, please!”
“I won’t, baby girl,” I growled, my hips pistoning into her even harder. “Gonna fill this tight little cunt with my cum.”As if on cue, my balls tightened, the familiar tingling sensation building at the base of my spine. “Oh fuck, here it comes!” I roared, my cock throbbing as I buried myself to the hilt in Kelly’s pussy one last time.
With a guttural groan, I exploded inside her, my hot seed pumping into her womb in powerful spurts. Kelly screamed, her body convulsing as she came hard on my cock, her pussy milking me for every drop. We collapsed onto the couch, panting and sweaty, my softening cock still buried in her spasming heat. “Holy fuck, that was intense… Ahh fuck honey.”
As I lay there, my softening cock still buried in Kelly’s warm, slick pussy, I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had just fucked my own daughter, taken her virginity, and filled her with my cum. It was wrong, twisted, sick… and yet, it felt so right.Kelly stirred beside me, her head turning to look up at me with a dreamy, satisfied expression.
“That was amazing, Daddy,” she whispered, her voice husky from all the screaming. “I never knew it could feel so good.”I groaned, my cock giving a feeble twitch inside her at her words. “Fuck, baby, you have no idea what you do to me,” I admitted, my voice rough with post-coital lust. “I shouldn’t have done that, but goddamn, you just… you’re irresistible.”