When I was five years old, my mother died in a car accident, leaving my custody solely to my father, who at that time had only twenty years. She died at 19, so you can deduce that my parents had me too young, in fact, many have come to believe that my dad is my older brother.
My dad and my mom loved each other very much, they were one for the other, that's why he never had anything with anyone else, he stayed single for several years (something that would come to an end with what I'm about to tell you). I spent most of my childhood with my aunts, since my dad had to take on several shifts to be able to support me and himself, he worked almost all day, so I only saw him very rarely.
When I turned 13, we moved to live alone at last. My dad got a better job, but he still worked all day. He didn't fear leaving me alone because I was a very introverted and shy girl, it always cost me to socialize and I really had few friends, so he didn't think I would commit rebellious acts, and in truth, it suited him.
I spent all day on the internet, playing video games or chatting with people from other countries. I always got home from school and sat in front of the computer screen all day.
My solitude at home, my introverted behaviors and my addiction to the internet made me discover my sexuality freely. Discovering porn for someone as young as I was who spent so much time on the internet is something inevitable. I didn't have to hide, I didn't have to lower the volume, nor did I even have to use incognito mode, I had the house all to myself and wasn't going to waste it.
So, little by little, my habits were changing. I stopped spending the day playing video games or watching YouTube videos and started watching porn almost all day. I would come home from school, undress, and sit in front of the computer to watch all kinds of porn with the volume as loud as possible until nightfall when I'd calculate how long it would take my dad to get home so I could stop my pornographic routine and resume it the next day.
And so I grew up, so I spent my adolescence, in front of a screen watching people having sex in all imaginable ways. While the girls from my class were partying, drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes or getting together to watch movies, I was spending time watching lesbian porn, straight porn, threesomes, orgies, and masturbating, I think more than ten times a day.
Now that I've introduced you a bit into my life, we can get down to business...
Everything started on January vacations. I hadn't gotten good grades, but I managed to pass the course after several years of summer classes, so I could finally enjoy staying at home with nothing to do. My father still had to go to work, but for the first time in many years, his schedule had been reduced. This way he spent a bit more time at home, a bit more time with me.
Despite almost not living with him, we loved each other very much. He always told me I looked a lot like my mom, which made me feel very good, he always let me know he loved me and that everything he did was for me, to which I was very grateful.
During those months, my dad worked in the mornings and returned home at 3:00 p.m. and went out again at 5:00 p.m. to return at 10:00 p.m. We would lunch and dinner together. It was good finally sharing with him at least those moments, I loved sitting down together at the table and having him ask me about my things, I liked that he showed interest in me.
I felt something for him that I couldn't explain. I wanted to believe it was a normal feeling from a daughter towards her father, but over time I realized it wasn't like that. He was still very young, and almost never saw me for more than an hour straight in my whole life (he even worked on Sundays). Now I had him two hours every afternoon and weekends just for me. Although I missed my entire freedom, in which I consumed porn like a crazy person, it wasn't much what his presence took away from me, actually I liked having him there. I liked feeling his affection. During those months he was very affectionate with me, he would come and hug me, kiss me on the cheek and tickle me, something that I also did to him. Finally we were spending time between father and daughter, something I didn't know I missed so much, however, what I felt for him wasn't that...
My confusions ended up exploding one afternoon when everything changed. I had just woken up from a daytime nap that I occasionally took. I didn't know what time it was, my head was a bit disheveled and I felt like going to the bathroom. When I arrived, I was still half asleep, so I didn't notice anything around me. I burst open the door and entered, finding myself with something that woke me up like a cold shower of water.
My father was in the middle of a shower, with the curtain open. He looked at me with surprise and confusion, I returned his gaze, and I don't know why, but my eyes landed on his groin area. I felt warmth in my chest. It was the first time I saw a penis in person, and I didn't know what to do. For a microsecond, I felt the urge to launch myself and devour it right there, but quickly collided with reality and all that came out was Sorry, Dad... and I left, closing the door.
Why didn't he lock the door with a latch? Why didn't he close the curtain? The most obvious thing was that he thought I wasn't going to wake up for a good hour and if I did, I would hear the sound of the shower, but it wasn't like that.
The days passed and we never talked about what happened. Our behavior continued normally, although inside me there were several things that actually changed.
During the nights I couldn't stop imagining that penis and remembering how I felt the urge to devour it right there, regardless of whether it was my own father's. One thought led to another and suddenly I started remembering my father's dark body, with water falling on him... The truth is that my dad was a very attractive man.
Everything concluded that I would end up searching for porn between father and daughter on the internet. I already knew they were just actors, however, the situations presented to me gave me quite a thrill. Little by little I started imagining myself and my dad in those scenarios. Little by little I started desiring it...
There it was when I understood everything, I was in love with my dad. Seeing him naked wasn't more than what made me discover it. His absence prevented us from forming a normal bond between father and daughter, I had spent my whole life studying at an all-girls school with female teachers, and as a child I was raised by my aunts, who were women, so my dad was practically the only man I had known in my life, if you add to that my addiction to porn and he's still quite young, everything fits.
And once I knew this, my behavior was the same, but the intentions were different. Every time we demonstrated affection, I no longer felt like a daughter with her father, but rather a woman with her lover, like a woman in heat with her alpha male. He sometimes had the habit of hugging me from behind to give me a kiss on the cheek, a moment when I started to take advantage of by pushing my buttocks against his groin. I don't know if he was aware and pretending not to notice, or if he didn't realize my intentions, but he never did anything to stop me.
As my desire for him, my desire for my father, kept increasing; this led me to search more about incest on the internet. I met some people in forums who said they did it with their brothers or cousins, sometimes I felt like they only said that to get me excited, but I decided to follow along since we both would win. But, I'll never forget that there was a girl who truly had a lesbian-incestuous relationship with her mother, as she showed me by sending me videos almost every day. She and her mother liked having sex while I watched them on video call... We became good cyber friends of mine.
Witnessing the incestuous relationship between a mother and her daughter only made my desire for my father increase exponentially, to the point where I would masturbate in his room, on nothing more and less than his bed. I liked feeling like I was marking my territory, I liked imagining that my dad slept where his daughter masturbated, that he breathed in the remnants of my acts caused by the desire I felt towards him. My friends (the mother and the daughter) encouraged me to try something more than just rubbing my butt against her pubic area discreetly, however, I didn't want to take too much risk, because I was also afraid it wouldn't work out and he would stop being so affectionate with me. Luckily (and what luck) everything would end in my favor.
One afternoon I decided to take advantage of the fact that Dad had just left for work. I sat naked on the living room sofa and started masturbating. I had gotten into the habit of masturbating all over the house, and the living room was no exception.
I had already gone a good while, so I was close to orgasm. I was thinking about my dad and everything he would make me do, I didn't feel anything around me, just my warmth and my fingers inside my vagina, going in and out as if it were the virile member of my progenitor. And suddenly, just at the moment when orgasm reached me, the front door opened, leaving me paralyzed.
My father entered and the first thing he did was see me naked on the sofa with my vaginal discharge flowing out of my vagina. When I came out of that trance, I looked at him in the eyes without really knowing what to do.
Dad... I... This... - It was the first thing that came out of my mouth.
He came for my wallet, I forgot it. He responded with the same expression on his face as mine.
Without saying another word, she went down the hallway to her room. I was dead of shame. So many years masturbating and watching porn without anyone finding out, only for my father, the man I was in love with, to catch me in the act of orgasm. I took advantage that he wasn't leaving yet to go to my room and get dressed. Once I was back in the living room, he was already opening the door to leave again.
We'll see each other at night. I said trying to calm down what happened.
Goodbye. She responded coldly.
What was left of the day was fatal. The way he bid farewell to me echoed in my ears: 'Goodbye'... I felt like I had ruined everything without even trying, lost my dad without at least telling him how I felt about him. However, a few hours later I started thinking about it all with a bit more calmness. My hormone-ridden teenage mind made me dramatize everything because of what I feel for him... 'He's my father', I told myself 'He can't be angry with me over something like this, I'm sure this has happened to millions of people before'.
I decided to calm down a bit and wait for her arrival. Although, I knew I couldn't be angry, I wanted to make up for the bad time I had and ask for forgiveness.
I prepared dinner and waited seated at the entrance of the house with the door open. Once I saw him approaching, I got up and received him.
Hey daddy - I greeted him by kissing his cheek. Dinner is ready already.
He looked at me confused and finally responded by giving me a kiss on the head.
Thanks sweetheart, wait for me to take a shower and we'll sit together. - She replied entering the house.
Okay daddy.- I responded happily.
So I closed the door of the house and immediately headed to my room. I was happy about how he had responded, it seemed like he wasn't as annoyed as I thought. Suddenly several teenage thoughts arrived in my mind hot, and I couldn't help but want to masturbate while my dad was taking a bath.
When I finished, I changed into clothes and put on pajamas: a light blue top without a bra and a thin and wide sleep pants. I went to the dining room and sat down waiting for my father to finish his shower. A couple of minutes passed, and finally my dad came out dressed, also in pajamas.
He sat right next to me (the table was really small, we were only two, we didn't need more) and started eating without saying anything to me. I tried to find his gaze, but it seemed like he was avoiding mine on purpose. Several minutes passed like this, trying to catch his attention, but nothing worked. It got to a point where I got frustrated and started getting angry. 'Are you really going to be like that?' Finally, exhausted, I mustered up the courage and spoke to him.
Hey daddy... Regarding what happened in the afternoon... I wanted to ask for your forgiveness...
Don't worry about it. He responded to me without looking at me.
- Seriously?
Yes, I understand, I've also been your age, I won't punish you for masturbating, I don't see anything wrong with it.
And then I felt a great relief inside of me, I was afraid he would only refuse to talk about it, but he told me that he didn't see anything wrong with what he had done.
I'd rather find you in the middle of masturbating than on top of some idiot. He said laughing after a few minutes of silence.
Oh daddy! - I pushed him. - How do you think...
- Very well, I like that way.- He replied before coming up to him and giving me a kiss on the head.- You are my little one.
If it's daddy, only yours. I took advantage of the moment to warm up a bit and got closer to him. Your little one belongs to no one else.
- Just ask you that when you go to masturbate... Avoid doing it in the living room. - He responded coldly again.
“Is it serious?” I said to myself.
Oh daddy don't get like that. - I said squeezing his hand.
He looked at me and then looked at our joined hands. It took him a while to respond, a while in which I could notice something was happening inside of him.
- Why did you do it? Why were you touching yourself in the room?- He finally let out.
It's that... I'm excited. - I said squeezing her hand.
He looked at me for a while without knowing what to do. A few seconds later he took a deep breath and said:
What exactly gets you excited?
And then I realized that things were taking another turn, was it in me to seize the opportunity or let it go?
- Daddy... Can I confess something to you? - I said letting go of his hand and looking down.
Okay...
It's that you... You like me, and a lot...
I felt his gaze on me for a long time afterwards, which was followed by him saying:
Why? How can I please you?
And that's when I took a breath and confessed everything.
Since you're practically the only man I know, as you've put me in girls' schools all along. You've been almost absent throughout my life and there wasn't enough time for us to form a normal bond between father and daughter, add to that my age and the amount of time you left me alone with the internet, I discovered porn and through it my attraction to men, and you're the only man I've had close enough to. I'd been in love with you for a long time, but I realized that when I saw you naked in the shower... I couldn't help but think of you every damn day, and what I want you to do to me. I've masturbated all over this godforsaken house, even in your room, your bed is my favorite place to do it... Dad... I love you...
He only looked at me without knowing what to say. I was scared not knowing what was going to happen, maybe he would leave me, maybe not, all I wanted him to tell me something...
And then, out of nowhere, he started laughing without apparent reason.
- Why are you laughing? - I said a little annoyed.
It's that... You're identical to your mother.
Magically, those words made me completely calm down. All the fear went away and I was left laughing only.
Oh daddy! Why do you say that? - I loved it when he told me that
You're just as beautiful as she is... And you wear the same worried face that she used to make...
- Hehe...
So you've been masturbating all over the house...
- Yes. I said that in a tone of innocent girl.
You're just as crazy as your mom, she loved it when we had sex all over the house.
- Oh yeah? - I said surprised.
- Yes, she was a total nymphomaniac... And it seems you've inherited that. - She laughed at the end of the sentence.
Did they have sex many times a day?
Why do you think she got pregnant at 14?
It makes sense... Hehehe.
And then the ice was broken, both of us were laughing and talking about sex as if it were the most normal thing. He looked at me with a smile on his face for a while, I think he was remembering Mom, and finally he said:
Come with me, I want to show you something.
My interior filled with joy. My dad had given hints of reciprocating what I felt for him, and now he wanted to show me something, I was dead from curiosity.
When we arrived at his room, he made me pass through, closed the door and told me to sit on the bed. He knelt down and pulled out a small plastic box with a lid from under the bed and put it beside me on the bed.
I never thought I'd open this box again. - He told me while leaning against it.
Come on, daddy, open it. I told him without being able to take it anymore the suspense.
He removed the lid and left it to one side. I noticed how she stayed looking at the inside with nostalgia. Finally, she took out a large pink comforter and held it in front of me.
This was your mom's comforter. He said, handing it over to me.
Wow, is that serious? - I asked excitedly.
Pinch that dildo between my hands, as if it were some historical artifact, I had something of my mother between my hands, something very personal to her.
That comforter was accompanied by him every afternoon I left to work, I bought it with my first paycheck. I bought many more toys, but that one was always her favorite. - He put his hand in and pulled out pink plush handcuffs. - These also loved very much, adored being handcuffed to the bed and being whipped with this. - He added by pulling out a large whip. - She loved having her buttocks marked.
Bind the handcuffs and whip without letting go of the dildo.
- Are you serious mom and you used these?
Yes, look, he also liked these. Said taking out some Chinese balls. He had them on for hours, this one too. Took out an anal plug.
Bound my mother's sex toys and looked at them with affection. At that moment, few material things were as important to me as those sex toys.
Daughter, I never thought I'd say this, but... I think no one else but you deserves to have these toys, I'm sure your mother would have wanted you to inherit them, so now they're yours.
I looked at my new belongings with even more longing. At that moment, I felt a great affection towards my parents. I left the toys beside the bed and threw myself to hug my dad.
Thanks daddy... I really appreciate this... It's very important. - I clung to him.
You're welcome, daughter, you deserve them...
And then I started to feel it. We were so close that I felt like a lump grew inside his pajama pants. My immediate reaction was to raise my gaze towards him. He returned my gaze. We stayed like that for a couple of seconds, until he took the initiative and began moving his lips towards mine. I responded by getting closer to him, until our lips finally collided, marking the end of our normal father-daughter relationship and starting our new romantic relationship.
When we separated we stayed looking at each other for a bit while smiling. He lowered his hand and gave me two slaps, telling me:
Go put away your toys in your room, I'll wait for you here.
I was running to my room and left my new belongings on my bed, I would think later where to put them away. On returning, the box was again under the bed and my father was waiting for me without a shirt sitting at the edge of the bed.
When he saw me, he stopped while I was approaching him. Our gazes connected in an erotic complicity filled with sin. The closer we were, the more intense it became. Once I was facing him, he grabbed me by the waist and I him by the shoulders. Our lips met in another kiss, where our tongues played between each other (I was still quite inexperienced) while his hands moved down to my backside.
I loved feeling my father rubbing my butt and his tongue playing with mine, it's what I had been wanting for a long time. When we separated, he held my top and lifted it up while I raised my arms to finally get out, leaving my breasts bare. He gazed at them before proceeding to touch them. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples and then pinched them with his index finger.
I love... - He said while still looking at and touching them.
They're yours, daddy. I whispered in response. Come on, try them. I murmured while squeezing them with my hands next to his.
He crouched slightly and directed his lips to my breasts. Once they met, he started sucking softly, then licking them and sucking again. He did the same with both of my breasts, while I gave small moans of pleasure.
At that point I was already fed up, I was very wet and all I wanted to show Dad how much I loved him and what I was willing to do for him. I pushed him onto the bed and could notice his surprise as he suddenly disconnected from the world that my nipples had taken him to and fell onto the bed face down with his feet still on the floor.
I placed my hand on his chest and moved in close to his lips. We started kissing again as I unbuttoned the buttons of his pajama shirt, then took it off. When he was bare-chested, I could see his body marked by a light tangle of hair... He looked so masculine... I kissed him again and slowly made my way from his lips down to his neck (where I tried to leave some mark as a temporary sign of our first sexual act), then from the neck to the chest, which I circled with kisses until I reached the abdomen, where I did the same until reaching the pelvis...
His enormous member was already anticipating his presence, through the tremendous erection that could be noticed. I couldn't take it anymore and quickly pulled down his pants to the floor, freeing the beast.
That cock came out of nowhere and stood up again, pointing upwards. The first time I saw that penis was when it was asleep, now it's in all the splendor of that magnificent erection. Without thinking more, I grabbed that cock by the base and brought it to my mouth. I started licking the glans while my hand moved slowly up and down and the other one fondled my dad's testicles. I started sucking it like a hungry slut. It was barely halfway to its full size.
I was savoring the penis that had once expelled me from my mother's uterus for a long time. Finally, it couldn't take it anymore and released all its semen into my mouth. I swallowed everything without letting go. As I swallowed, I looked at my father contentedly. I was proud of having made him come.
You inherited your mother's talent. - She said, stroking my hair.
I was happy with his words. I turned around a bit to lick his hand and he put his index finger between my lips. I started sucking his finger while looking at him and he put it in and out.
After some seconds, both of us knew what was coming next. He reclined completely on the bed, resting his head on the pillow. I stopped for a bit to take off my short, which I threw aside. While taking off my thong, I could notice how he contemplated my body and specifically focused on my legs. Once I was completely naked, I approached him and put my thong in his mouth. He placed his hands on his face, pressing it closer to him, and breathed in.
Your smell... Reminds me of your mother...
Sit down. I replied. Now I'm going to take his place.
And who better than you to do it, since you are her daughter...
His penis had already become hard again, so without thinking more I grabbed it and got on top of him. I directed the glans towards the entrance of my pussy, which was already wet for a good while.
- Are you ready? - I asked him.
- Of course yes, my little one.- He said putting his hands on my waist.
And then I introduced the beast to its refuge. I was sitting on it more and more each time. I felt like his member was opening up a path between my walls which were still very narrow. I thought I would feel pain because of how big it was, but I only felt pleasure, a pleasure that nothing had made me feel before. I felt his expressions of pleasure as his cock went deeper into me. I couldn't help but let out cries of pleasure at how tasty it felt to have his virile member entering me more and more. Finally, to both our surprise, I managed to get her all the way in.
I can't believe she went in all the way - I said between moans.
- Your mom would be proud. - She replied almost out of breath.
- Ah yes? - I said it making myself innocent little girl.
If... Much. - He replied.
- Then she has to be made feel more proud.
And then I started moving slowly while giving small moans. I noticed how excited he was, so I started to increase the speed.
We were like that for about 10 minutes, time in which our passion had risen to a thousand. I couldn't resist anymore and let myself fall onto him, pulling his hands from my waist and putting mine on theirs on either side of his head. He had pushed my thong aside and now we were kissing passionately. Anyone who saw us wouldn't have thought for a second that we're father and daughter.
And then, after several minutes like that, I felt my stomach churn, anticipating my orgasm. I started moving faster and moaning louder each time.
Oh papi, yes, yes... Fuck me like your slut that I am. - I started screaming. - Take me, I'm yours, I'm your slut.
It seemed to give the result it was expecting, because I saw excitement on his face, excitement that was followed by an orgasm inside of me. His sudden orgasm, feeling his cum inside of me, feeling the same cum that had given me life once, was the sexual trigger that released my orgasm, soaking his pelvis and the sheets.
That was the best thing that has happened to me in my whole life. - I said falling by his side.
He hugged me and looked at me, then said:
My little...
I love you, daddy.
And I to you, my love.
I curled up against his chest and started touching his penis.
Why did you act so cold towards me at first? - I asked him.
- Well... As you say, there was never enough time to form a normal bond between father and daughter. Every time I saw you, I couldn't help but see your mother, as you grew up, your body looked more like hers. Of course, I didn't see it in the sexual sense, but everything changed when you saw me bathing, from then on I felt attracted to you...
- It was also there when I realized I was in love with you.
The thing is that today, when I entered and saw you masturbating, I didn't see you, but literally I saw your mom masturbating, just like so many times I had seen her after working... I knew there couldn't be anything between us, since I'm your father and you're my daughter, that's why I tried to be cold, to avoid this from happening, but do you know what?
What?
I'm not regretting... You're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.
Her words really touched my heart. I approached him and gave him a kiss on the lips.
I want to be your woman. - I said later after a silence of a few minutes.
You're it now, you've shown that you're a whole woman, you're now my wife.
Let's leave here, let's get away from everything and make a life together.
He looked at me for a few seconds.
I'll see what we'll do...
His penis was hard again... Things hadn't ended yet...
I got up without getting out of bed and sat down between her legs.
What are you doing? - He asked me.
- I always said I'd do this when I lose my virginity. - I replied by leaning on my hands, putting my arms behind me.
And then I took my two feet to his penis. I held it between them and started going up and down.
- Your mom also used to do some incredible foot jobs.- She told me excitedly.
Do you like my feet? - I asked him with a seductive voice.
They are beautiful...
I stretched out one of my legs to reach his lips. He started kissing my fingers and licking between them, while with my other foot rubbing his testicles, then I changed and he played with the other. After that, I brought both back to his penis and started masturbating him as well as I could. Finally, I achieved my goal and he released his third orgasm. A little cum fell on my feet, which I cleaned with my tongue, then did the same with his cock, swallowing all his sperm.
While waiting for him to recover, he was licking and kissing my feet as if there were no tomorrow. Once he recovered his erection, we decided to go back to action.
Take me like a little dog. I told him wiggling my butt.
He looked at me smiling and stopped. I got down on all fours and lifted my ass as high as I could. He gazed at it and gave me a couple of slaps, then aimed the glans at the entrance of my pussy. Slowly he was introducing it until it went in completely.
And well, so that I'll tell you more if they already know what followed. He was fucking me like his slut in heat while giving me spanks until my buttocks were red. He also held my hair and started pulling it, things I imagined he did with my mother too.
After finishing, it turned back to run inside me and we both fell face down on the bed. I liked the life that awaited me. Many may say that mine with my father is wrong, But what does it matter? Both of us love each other and enjoy fucking, no one abuses anyone.
If I could tell something to others who are afraid of having a relationship with a family member, it's that they shouldn't be afraid, they're not doing anything wrong, they're just doing what humans do, appearing together, because it's thanks to incest that we're all in this world.
My dad and my mom loved each other very much, they were one for the other, that's why he never had anything with anyone else, he stayed single for several years (something that would come to an end with what I'm about to tell you). I spent most of my childhood with my aunts, since my dad had to take on several shifts to be able to support me and himself, he worked almost all day, so I only saw him very rarely.
When I turned 13, we moved to live alone at last. My dad got a better job, but he still worked all day. He didn't fear leaving me alone because I was a very introverted and shy girl, it always cost me to socialize and I really had few friends, so he didn't think I would commit rebellious acts, and in truth, it suited him.
I spent all day on the internet, playing video games or chatting with people from other countries. I always got home from school and sat in front of the computer screen all day.
My solitude at home, my introverted behaviors and my addiction to the internet made me discover my sexuality freely. Discovering porn for someone as young as I was who spent so much time on the internet is something inevitable. I didn't have to hide, I didn't have to lower the volume, nor did I even have to use incognito mode, I had the house all to myself and wasn't going to waste it.
So, little by little, my habits were changing. I stopped spending the day playing video games or watching YouTube videos and started watching porn almost all day. I would come home from school, undress, and sit in front of the computer to watch all kinds of porn with the volume as loud as possible until nightfall when I'd calculate how long it would take my dad to get home so I could stop my pornographic routine and resume it the next day.
And so I grew up, so I spent my adolescence, in front of a screen watching people having sex in all imaginable ways. While the girls from my class were partying, drinking alcohol, smoking cigarettes or getting together to watch movies, I was spending time watching lesbian porn, straight porn, threesomes, orgies, and masturbating, I think more than ten times a day.
Now that I've introduced you a bit into my life, we can get down to business...
Everything started on January vacations. I hadn't gotten good grades, but I managed to pass the course after several years of summer classes, so I could finally enjoy staying at home with nothing to do. My father still had to go to work, but for the first time in many years, his schedule had been reduced. This way he spent a bit more time at home, a bit more time with me.
Despite almost not living with him, we loved each other very much. He always told me I looked a lot like my mom, which made me feel very good, he always let me know he loved me and that everything he did was for me, to which I was very grateful.
During those months, my dad worked in the mornings and returned home at 3:00 p.m. and went out again at 5:00 p.m. to return at 10:00 p.m. We would lunch and dinner together. It was good finally sharing with him at least those moments, I loved sitting down together at the table and having him ask me about my things, I liked that he showed interest in me.
I felt something for him that I couldn't explain. I wanted to believe it was a normal feeling from a daughter towards her father, but over time I realized it wasn't like that. He was still very young, and almost never saw me for more than an hour straight in my whole life (he even worked on Sundays). Now I had him two hours every afternoon and weekends just for me. Although I missed my entire freedom, in which I consumed porn like a crazy person, it wasn't much what his presence took away from me, actually I liked having him there. I liked feeling his affection. During those months he was very affectionate with me, he would come and hug me, kiss me on the cheek and tickle me, something that I also did to him. Finally we were spending time between father and daughter, something I didn't know I missed so much, however, what I felt for him wasn't that...
My confusions ended up exploding one afternoon when everything changed. I had just woken up from a daytime nap that I occasionally took. I didn't know what time it was, my head was a bit disheveled and I felt like going to the bathroom. When I arrived, I was still half asleep, so I didn't notice anything around me. I burst open the door and entered, finding myself with something that woke me up like a cold shower of water.
My father was in the middle of a shower, with the curtain open. He looked at me with surprise and confusion, I returned his gaze, and I don't know why, but my eyes landed on his groin area. I felt warmth in my chest. It was the first time I saw a penis in person, and I didn't know what to do. For a microsecond, I felt the urge to launch myself and devour it right there, but quickly collided with reality and all that came out was Sorry, Dad... and I left, closing the door.
Why didn't he lock the door with a latch? Why didn't he close the curtain? The most obvious thing was that he thought I wasn't going to wake up for a good hour and if I did, I would hear the sound of the shower, but it wasn't like that.
The days passed and we never talked about what happened. Our behavior continued normally, although inside me there were several things that actually changed.
During the nights I couldn't stop imagining that penis and remembering how I felt the urge to devour it right there, regardless of whether it was my own father's. One thought led to another and suddenly I started remembering my father's dark body, with water falling on him... The truth is that my dad was a very attractive man.
Everything concluded that I would end up searching for porn between father and daughter on the internet. I already knew they were just actors, however, the situations presented to me gave me quite a thrill. Little by little I started imagining myself and my dad in those scenarios. Little by little I started desiring it...
There it was when I understood everything, I was in love with my dad. Seeing him naked wasn't more than what made me discover it. His absence prevented us from forming a normal bond between father and daughter, I had spent my whole life studying at an all-girls school with female teachers, and as a child I was raised by my aunts, who were women, so my dad was practically the only man I had known in my life, if you add to that my addiction to porn and he's still quite young, everything fits.
And once I knew this, my behavior was the same, but the intentions were different. Every time we demonstrated affection, I no longer felt like a daughter with her father, but rather a woman with her lover, like a woman in heat with her alpha male. He sometimes had the habit of hugging me from behind to give me a kiss on the cheek, a moment when I started to take advantage of by pushing my buttocks against his groin. I don't know if he was aware and pretending not to notice, or if he didn't realize my intentions, but he never did anything to stop me.
As my desire for him, my desire for my father, kept increasing; this led me to search more about incest on the internet. I met some people in forums who said they did it with their brothers or cousins, sometimes I felt like they only said that to get me excited, but I decided to follow along since we both would win. But, I'll never forget that there was a girl who truly had a lesbian-incestuous relationship with her mother, as she showed me by sending me videos almost every day. She and her mother liked having sex while I watched them on video call... We became good cyber friends of mine.
Witnessing the incestuous relationship between a mother and her daughter only made my desire for my father increase exponentially, to the point where I would masturbate in his room, on nothing more and less than his bed. I liked feeling like I was marking my territory, I liked imagining that my dad slept where his daughter masturbated, that he breathed in the remnants of my acts caused by the desire I felt towards him. My friends (the mother and the daughter) encouraged me to try something more than just rubbing my butt against her pubic area discreetly, however, I didn't want to take too much risk, because I was also afraid it wouldn't work out and he would stop being so affectionate with me. Luckily (and what luck) everything would end in my favor.
One afternoon I decided to take advantage of the fact that Dad had just left for work. I sat naked on the living room sofa and started masturbating. I had gotten into the habit of masturbating all over the house, and the living room was no exception.
I had already gone a good while, so I was close to orgasm. I was thinking about my dad and everything he would make me do, I didn't feel anything around me, just my warmth and my fingers inside my vagina, going in and out as if it were the virile member of my progenitor. And suddenly, just at the moment when orgasm reached me, the front door opened, leaving me paralyzed.
My father entered and the first thing he did was see me naked on the sofa with my vaginal discharge flowing out of my vagina. When I came out of that trance, I looked at him in the eyes without really knowing what to do.
Dad... I... This... - It was the first thing that came out of my mouth.
He came for my wallet, I forgot it. He responded with the same expression on his face as mine.
Without saying another word, she went down the hallway to her room. I was dead of shame. So many years masturbating and watching porn without anyone finding out, only for my father, the man I was in love with, to catch me in the act of orgasm. I took advantage that he wasn't leaving yet to go to my room and get dressed. Once I was back in the living room, he was already opening the door to leave again.
We'll see each other at night. I said trying to calm down what happened.
Goodbye. She responded coldly.
What was left of the day was fatal. The way he bid farewell to me echoed in my ears: 'Goodbye'... I felt like I had ruined everything without even trying, lost my dad without at least telling him how I felt about him. However, a few hours later I started thinking about it all with a bit more calmness. My hormone-ridden teenage mind made me dramatize everything because of what I feel for him... 'He's my father', I told myself 'He can't be angry with me over something like this, I'm sure this has happened to millions of people before'.
I decided to calm down a bit and wait for her arrival. Although, I knew I couldn't be angry, I wanted to make up for the bad time I had and ask for forgiveness.
I prepared dinner and waited seated at the entrance of the house with the door open. Once I saw him approaching, I got up and received him.
Hey daddy - I greeted him by kissing his cheek. Dinner is ready already.
He looked at me confused and finally responded by giving me a kiss on the head.
Thanks sweetheart, wait for me to take a shower and we'll sit together. - She replied entering the house.
Okay daddy.- I responded happily.
So I closed the door of the house and immediately headed to my room. I was happy about how he had responded, it seemed like he wasn't as annoyed as I thought. Suddenly several teenage thoughts arrived in my mind hot, and I couldn't help but want to masturbate while my dad was taking a bath.
When I finished, I changed into clothes and put on pajamas: a light blue top without a bra and a thin and wide sleep pants. I went to the dining room and sat down waiting for my father to finish his shower. A couple of minutes passed, and finally my dad came out dressed, also in pajamas.
He sat right next to me (the table was really small, we were only two, we didn't need more) and started eating without saying anything to me. I tried to find his gaze, but it seemed like he was avoiding mine on purpose. Several minutes passed like this, trying to catch his attention, but nothing worked. It got to a point where I got frustrated and started getting angry. 'Are you really going to be like that?' Finally, exhausted, I mustered up the courage and spoke to him.
Hey daddy... Regarding what happened in the afternoon... I wanted to ask for your forgiveness...
Don't worry about it. He responded to me without looking at me.
- Seriously?
Yes, I understand, I've also been your age, I won't punish you for masturbating, I don't see anything wrong with it.
And then I felt a great relief inside of me, I was afraid he would only refuse to talk about it, but he told me that he didn't see anything wrong with what he had done.
I'd rather find you in the middle of masturbating than on top of some idiot. He said laughing after a few minutes of silence.
Oh daddy! - I pushed him. - How do you think...
- Very well, I like that way.- He replied before coming up to him and giving me a kiss on the head.- You are my little one.
If it's daddy, only yours. I took advantage of the moment to warm up a bit and got closer to him. Your little one belongs to no one else.
- Just ask you that when you go to masturbate... Avoid doing it in the living room. - He responded coldly again.
“Is it serious?” I said to myself.
Oh daddy don't get like that. - I said squeezing his hand.
He looked at me and then looked at our joined hands. It took him a while to respond, a while in which I could notice something was happening inside of him.
- Why did you do it? Why were you touching yourself in the room?- He finally let out.
It's that... I'm excited. - I said squeezing her hand.
He looked at me for a while without knowing what to do. A few seconds later he took a deep breath and said:
What exactly gets you excited?
And then I realized that things were taking another turn, was it in me to seize the opportunity or let it go?
- Daddy... Can I confess something to you? - I said letting go of his hand and looking down.
Okay...
It's that you... You like me, and a lot...
I felt his gaze on me for a long time afterwards, which was followed by him saying:
Why? How can I please you?
And that's when I took a breath and confessed everything.
Since you're practically the only man I know, as you've put me in girls' schools all along. You've been almost absent throughout my life and there wasn't enough time for us to form a normal bond between father and daughter, add to that my age and the amount of time you left me alone with the internet, I discovered porn and through it my attraction to men, and you're the only man I've had close enough to. I'd been in love with you for a long time, but I realized that when I saw you naked in the shower... I couldn't help but think of you every damn day, and what I want you to do to me. I've masturbated all over this godforsaken house, even in your room, your bed is my favorite place to do it... Dad... I love you...
He only looked at me without knowing what to say. I was scared not knowing what was going to happen, maybe he would leave me, maybe not, all I wanted him to tell me something...
And then, out of nowhere, he started laughing without apparent reason.
- Why are you laughing? - I said a little annoyed.
It's that... You're identical to your mother.
Magically, those words made me completely calm down. All the fear went away and I was left laughing only.
Oh daddy! Why do you say that? - I loved it when he told me that
You're just as beautiful as she is... And you wear the same worried face that she used to make...
- Hehe...
So you've been masturbating all over the house...
- Yes. I said that in a tone of innocent girl.
You're just as crazy as your mom, she loved it when we had sex all over the house.
- Oh yeah? - I said surprised.
- Yes, she was a total nymphomaniac... And it seems you've inherited that. - She laughed at the end of the sentence.
Did they have sex many times a day?
Why do you think she got pregnant at 14?
It makes sense... Hehehe.
And then the ice was broken, both of us were laughing and talking about sex as if it were the most normal thing. He looked at me with a smile on his face for a while, I think he was remembering Mom, and finally he said:
Come with me, I want to show you something.
My interior filled with joy. My dad had given hints of reciprocating what I felt for him, and now he wanted to show me something, I was dead from curiosity.
When we arrived at his room, he made me pass through, closed the door and told me to sit on the bed. He knelt down and pulled out a small plastic box with a lid from under the bed and put it beside me on the bed.
I never thought I'd open this box again. - He told me while leaning against it.
Come on, daddy, open it. I told him without being able to take it anymore the suspense.
He removed the lid and left it to one side. I noticed how she stayed looking at the inside with nostalgia. Finally, she took out a large pink comforter and held it in front of me.
This was your mom's comforter. He said, handing it over to me.
Wow, is that serious? - I asked excitedly.
Pinch that dildo between my hands, as if it were some historical artifact, I had something of my mother between my hands, something very personal to her.
That comforter was accompanied by him every afternoon I left to work, I bought it with my first paycheck. I bought many more toys, but that one was always her favorite. - He put his hand in and pulled out pink plush handcuffs. - These also loved very much, adored being handcuffed to the bed and being whipped with this. - He added by pulling out a large whip. - She loved having her buttocks marked.
Bind the handcuffs and whip without letting go of the dildo.
- Are you serious mom and you used these?
Yes, look, he also liked these. Said taking out some Chinese balls. He had them on for hours, this one too. Took out an anal plug.
Bound my mother's sex toys and looked at them with affection. At that moment, few material things were as important to me as those sex toys.
Daughter, I never thought I'd say this, but... I think no one else but you deserves to have these toys, I'm sure your mother would have wanted you to inherit them, so now they're yours.
I looked at my new belongings with even more longing. At that moment, I felt a great affection towards my parents. I left the toys beside the bed and threw myself to hug my dad.
Thanks daddy... I really appreciate this... It's very important. - I clung to him.
You're welcome, daughter, you deserve them...
And then I started to feel it. We were so close that I felt like a lump grew inside his pajama pants. My immediate reaction was to raise my gaze towards him. He returned my gaze. We stayed like that for a couple of seconds, until he took the initiative and began moving his lips towards mine. I responded by getting closer to him, until our lips finally collided, marking the end of our normal father-daughter relationship and starting our new romantic relationship.
When we separated we stayed looking at each other for a bit while smiling. He lowered his hand and gave me two slaps, telling me:
Go put away your toys in your room, I'll wait for you here.
I was running to my room and left my new belongings on my bed, I would think later where to put them away. On returning, the box was again under the bed and my father was waiting for me without a shirt sitting at the edge of the bed.
When he saw me, he stopped while I was approaching him. Our gazes connected in an erotic complicity filled with sin. The closer we were, the more intense it became. Once I was facing him, he grabbed me by the waist and I him by the shoulders. Our lips met in another kiss, where our tongues played between each other (I was still quite inexperienced) while his hands moved down to my backside.
I loved feeling my father rubbing my butt and his tongue playing with mine, it's what I had been wanting for a long time. When we separated, he held my top and lifted it up while I raised my arms to finally get out, leaving my breasts bare. He gazed at them before proceeding to touch them. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples and then pinched them with his index finger.
I love... - He said while still looking at and touching them.
They're yours, daddy. I whispered in response. Come on, try them. I murmured while squeezing them with my hands next to his.
He crouched slightly and directed his lips to my breasts. Once they met, he started sucking softly, then licking them and sucking again. He did the same with both of my breasts, while I gave small moans of pleasure.
At that point I was already fed up, I was very wet and all I wanted to show Dad how much I loved him and what I was willing to do for him. I pushed him onto the bed and could notice his surprise as he suddenly disconnected from the world that my nipples had taken him to and fell onto the bed face down with his feet still on the floor.
I placed my hand on his chest and moved in close to his lips. We started kissing again as I unbuttoned the buttons of his pajama shirt, then took it off. When he was bare-chested, I could see his body marked by a light tangle of hair... He looked so masculine... I kissed him again and slowly made my way from his lips down to his neck (where I tried to leave some mark as a temporary sign of our first sexual act), then from the neck to the chest, which I circled with kisses until I reached the abdomen, where I did the same until reaching the pelvis...
His enormous member was already anticipating his presence, through the tremendous erection that could be noticed. I couldn't take it anymore and quickly pulled down his pants to the floor, freeing the beast.
That cock came out of nowhere and stood up again, pointing upwards. The first time I saw that penis was when it was asleep, now it's in all the splendor of that magnificent erection. Without thinking more, I grabbed that cock by the base and brought it to my mouth. I started licking the glans while my hand moved slowly up and down and the other one fondled my dad's testicles. I started sucking it like a hungry slut. It was barely halfway to its full size.
I was savoring the penis that had once expelled me from my mother's uterus for a long time. Finally, it couldn't take it anymore and released all its semen into my mouth. I swallowed everything without letting go. As I swallowed, I looked at my father contentedly. I was proud of having made him come.
You inherited your mother's talent. - She said, stroking my hair.
I was happy with his words. I turned around a bit to lick his hand and he put his index finger between my lips. I started sucking his finger while looking at him and he put it in and out.
After some seconds, both of us knew what was coming next. He reclined completely on the bed, resting his head on the pillow. I stopped for a bit to take off my short, which I threw aside. While taking off my thong, I could notice how he contemplated my body and specifically focused on my legs. Once I was completely naked, I approached him and put my thong in his mouth. He placed his hands on his face, pressing it closer to him, and breathed in.
Your smell... Reminds me of your mother...
Sit down. I replied. Now I'm going to take his place.
And who better than you to do it, since you are her daughter...
His penis had already become hard again, so without thinking more I grabbed it and got on top of him. I directed the glans towards the entrance of my pussy, which was already wet for a good while.
- Are you ready? - I asked him.
- Of course yes, my little one.- He said putting his hands on my waist.
And then I introduced the beast to its refuge. I was sitting on it more and more each time. I felt like his member was opening up a path between my walls which were still very narrow. I thought I would feel pain because of how big it was, but I only felt pleasure, a pleasure that nothing had made me feel before. I felt his expressions of pleasure as his cock went deeper into me. I couldn't help but let out cries of pleasure at how tasty it felt to have his virile member entering me more and more. Finally, to both our surprise, I managed to get her all the way in.
I can't believe she went in all the way - I said between moans.
- Your mom would be proud. - She replied almost out of breath.
- Ah yes? - I said it making myself innocent little girl.
If... Much. - He replied.
- Then she has to be made feel more proud.
And then I started moving slowly while giving small moans. I noticed how excited he was, so I started to increase the speed.
We were like that for about 10 minutes, time in which our passion had risen to a thousand. I couldn't resist anymore and let myself fall onto him, pulling his hands from my waist and putting mine on theirs on either side of his head. He had pushed my thong aside and now we were kissing passionately. Anyone who saw us wouldn't have thought for a second that we're father and daughter.
And then, after several minutes like that, I felt my stomach churn, anticipating my orgasm. I started moving faster and moaning louder each time.
Oh papi, yes, yes... Fuck me like your slut that I am. - I started screaming. - Take me, I'm yours, I'm your slut.
It seemed to give the result it was expecting, because I saw excitement on his face, excitement that was followed by an orgasm inside of me. His sudden orgasm, feeling his cum inside of me, feeling the same cum that had given me life once, was the sexual trigger that released my orgasm, soaking his pelvis and the sheets.
That was the best thing that has happened to me in my whole life. - I said falling by his side.
He hugged me and looked at me, then said:
My little...
I love you, daddy.
And I to you, my love.
I curled up against his chest and started touching his penis.
Why did you act so cold towards me at first? - I asked him.
- Well... As you say, there was never enough time to form a normal bond between father and daughter. Every time I saw you, I couldn't help but see your mother, as you grew up, your body looked more like hers. Of course, I didn't see it in the sexual sense, but everything changed when you saw me bathing, from then on I felt attracted to you...
- It was also there when I realized I was in love with you.
The thing is that today, when I entered and saw you masturbating, I didn't see you, but literally I saw your mom masturbating, just like so many times I had seen her after working... I knew there couldn't be anything between us, since I'm your father and you're my daughter, that's why I tried to be cold, to avoid this from happening, but do you know what?
What?
I'm not regretting... You're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time.
Her words really touched my heart. I approached him and gave him a kiss on the lips.
I want to be your woman. - I said later after a silence of a few minutes.
You're it now, you've shown that you're a whole woman, you're now my wife.
Let's leave here, let's get away from everything and make a life together.
He looked at me for a few seconds.
I'll see what we'll do...
His penis was hard again... Things hadn't ended yet...
I got up without getting out of bed and sat down between her legs.
What are you doing? - He asked me.
- I always said I'd do this when I lose my virginity. - I replied by leaning on my hands, putting my arms behind me.
And then I took my two feet to his penis. I held it between them and started going up and down.
- Your mom also used to do some incredible foot jobs.- She told me excitedly.
Do you like my feet? - I asked him with a seductive voice.
They are beautiful...
I stretched out one of my legs to reach his lips. He started kissing my fingers and licking between them, while with my other foot rubbing his testicles, then I changed and he played with the other. After that, I brought both back to his penis and started masturbating him as well as I could. Finally, I achieved my goal and he released his third orgasm. A little cum fell on my feet, which I cleaned with my tongue, then did the same with his cock, swallowing all his sperm.
While waiting for him to recover, he was licking and kissing my feet as if there were no tomorrow. Once he recovered his erection, we decided to go back to action.
Take me like a little dog. I told him wiggling my butt.
He looked at me smiling and stopped. I got down on all fours and lifted my ass as high as I could. He gazed at it and gave me a couple of slaps, then aimed the glans at the entrance of my pussy. Slowly he was introducing it until it went in completely.
And well, so that I'll tell you more if they already know what followed. He was fucking me like his slut in heat while giving me spanks until my buttocks were red. He also held my hair and started pulling it, things I imagined he did with my mother too.
After finishing, it turned back to run inside me and we both fell face down on the bed. I liked the life that awaited me. Many may say that mine with my father is wrong, But what does it matter? Both of us love each other and enjoy fucking, no one abuses anyone.
If I could tell something to others who are afraid of having a relationship with a family member, it's that they shouldn't be afraid, they're not doing anything wrong, they're just doing what humans do, appearing together, because it's thanks to incest that we're all in this world.
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