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Daddy's Incest Diaries
Susan B.
Daddy's Note: Susan B. is now 41 years old, and since she was 19, she has
had over 20 failed relationships with men her age. She has only two
long-standing relationships-one with her father and one with a man nearly
her father's age. Her fixation on older men began when she was nine years
old. Her obsession solidified when she was in her late teens, when she went
to live with her father. Here is part one of her story:
When I was nine years old, my father left my mother, me, my three sisters,
and two brothers. It made it pretty tough on all of us growing up, and I
probably would hate him like my brothers do had it not been for something
that happened just before he disappeared and then, later, when I went to
live with him.
First of all, you have to understand that I was the model "daddy's girl,"
because I adored him and he doted on me for as long as I can remember. We
had a real bond, I guess you'd call it. I was always with Daddy, and he
loved me with all his heart. He took me everywhere with him. I sat with
him on the couch in the evenings to watch television, and he always seemed
to like it when I sat on his lap.
Well, one night when I fell asleep watching TV with Daddy, he carried me to
my bed as usual. But when he laid me down on my bed, I remember how he
stood over me and looked at me in a different way. Then he bent over and
lifted my nightie up all the way to my shoulders and sat on the bed, but one
hand on my bare stomach and just looked at me. Then he leaned over and
kissed my forehead and whispered: "I love you Sue-Sue. You are the
prettiest little girl in the world."
I was barely awake, but I knew this was something special, or at least it
had never happened before. Daddy then stood up and undid his belt and
opened his pants. He reached into his underwear and pulled out his penis.
It was huge! I had seen it once or twice before in the bathroom, but it was
lots bigger than it had been then. He took it in his hand and sat back down
on the bed next to me so that his penis was just a foot or two away from my
face.
"You want to make Daddy feel good?" he asked, still whispering to me.
Of course I did. I would have done anything for him, and I guess he knew
it. I just nodded my head. Then he took my hand and guided it to his
penis. He wrapped my fingers around it and put his hand over the top of
mine and started moving my hand up and down. It felt real hot in my hand,
and it got harder as I held onto it. Then Daddy let go of my hand and I
kept doing it myself. I leaned over to get a better look in the dim light.
I thought it was about the neatest thing I had ever seen, and just as I
started to get my face right down on it, Daddy got all tense and let out a
quiet groan. He lifted his butt up and leaned back and spurts of liquid
started coming out the end of his thing. Of course I found out later all
about cum, but I had no idea what it was then.
"Don't stop, honey. ahhh. that's my girl. Make Daddy cum good," he said in
a somewhat strained voice. I can still hear those words in my brain as if
they were said yesterday.
Anyway, his stuff went everywhere- but mostly on me. I touched it with my
other hand and found right away it wasn't anything like pee. It was thick
and kind of sticky.
Daddy took the end of my nightie then and used it to wipe up his cum from my
hand and arm. I held onto his dick, though, and just kept pumping on it,
thinking it might happen again. It didn't get smaller, and Daddy didn't
tell me to stop. He did take my hand, though, and moved it from his cock to
his mouth and kissed it, looking into my eyes and stroking my forehead with
his other hand.
"Daddy loves you Sue-Sue. You are Daddy's favorite little girl."
"Did I make your thing feel good, Daddy?"
"Yes baby, but that has to be our secret, okay?
I told him sure. I liked having a secret between just me and Daddy. It
made me feel special. Of course, I found out later from my older sister
that he had told her all the same things, only he was actually fucking her.
She was 13 at the time. I didn't know a thing about that until years later.
I was pretty excited that night, but I eventually did fall asleep, thinking
about how much I'd like to get a better look at Daddy's dick. Something
about thinking about it made my little vagina get all mushy and tingly. I
didn't know what fucking was, but I remember wondering if it might not feel
good to have Daddy rub his thing all over my crotch area.
Well, I never got the chance to find out, because Mom and Dad had a big
argument that night. I could hear them screaming at each other. The next
morning, Daddy was gone, and he never came back. He kept in touch with us
kids, especially with me and my older sister Jen. He sent birthday and
Christmas cards and presents, and I know he sent Mom money sometimes. But
we never saw him.
I didn't see him until ten years later when I moved to Park Falls where
Daddy lived. I went there to go to the small state college, but what I
really went for was to see Daddy and maybe be with him again. I had seen
plenty of penises in high school, but the image of Daddy's big tool spitting
cum in the dimness of my bedroom was what excited me the most.
"You go live with him and there will be incest," Mom warned me. She was
against it right from the start. I think she knew what Daddy was doing to
Jen and me. I think that's why they had the big argument the night Daddy
left.
But Mom's warning had a different effect on me than she intended. It made
me wet. That's what I wanted, but I didn't really understand that yet. It
wasn't until I moved in with Daddy and started in college that I realized I
wanted to hold Daddy's cock again. I had plenty of sex experience at 19,
having fucked most of the boys in my high school and some of the teachers.
What I really wanted and fantasized about was for Daddy to fuck me with that
big rod I had held in my hand as a little girl.
But things didn't work out so smoothly. When I moved into Dad's big, old
two-story house on the Park Falls' main street, he had a young girl living
downstairs on the first floor. He had turned it into an apartment. Daddy
and I lived upstairs.
Daddy had seemed glad to see me, but I could tell he was hesitant about me
living with him. When we first hugged after not seeing each other for ten
years, Daddy was very cold. He almost pushed me away, and I felt pretty low
that first night.
On my third night at Daddy's, my spirits suffered another blow, at least at
first. At about 9 p.m. one weeknight, I think, all of a sudden screaming
voices came booming up through the vents from the apartment downstairs. One
voice was obviously Daddy's, and I had never heard his voice sound so mad,
so mean. It really scared me at first.
He was screaming things, calling her a slut, a whore. She was crying and
begging him to stop doing something. All the while, I kept hearing these
sharp rhythmic noises, each of which were followed by a sharp wail from the
girl downstairs. I moved closer to the vent and noticed I could hear really
well. When I bent over and looked through it, I saw her bed was right
beneath it. Daddy sitting on her bed. She was stripped naked, and he was
smacking her butt real hard.
"I promise I won't do it again Daddy! I promise! Please!"
Daddy? The girl was calling MY Daddy "Daddy"! That made me jealous, and
when I saw Daddy start running his finger around her pussy every now and
then between spanks, I nearly had an orgasm without touching myself.
Finally, Daddy quit spanking the girl and told her to get off his lap and
onto the bed. Then, Daddy stood up and took off his clothes, and I saw his
beautiful penis again after ten years. It was big and hard and stuck
straight out, pointing at the girl. He took it in his hand, crawled between
her legs and started fucking her, hard. She whimpered but soon started
saying stuff to Daddy. I couldn't hear everything, but the part I did hear,
made me unzip my jeans and start masturbating as I watched Daddy fuck the
girl downstairs.
"Bet you'd like to do this to your real daughter, huh, Daddy?" I heard her
ask. "Are you going to fuck her too Daddy?"
The question sent Daddy into a fuck frenzy. He started smashing into her,
faster and harder, and I could hear him muttering stuff like: "Yes, fuck my
little girl. Fuck my baby Sue-Sue."
He was even using my name as he fucked her. It hit me all of a sudden that
the girl downstairs looked a lot like me. I mean she had long dark hair,
long legs, small breasts and a tiny little ass. She was also 19, the same
age as me. It was punishment in a way, I guess, to watch my Daddy ram the
penis I had dreamed about for years into a girl who looked like me, called
him Daddy, and even talked about me as she took it from Daddy.
It obviously made Daddy hot, and I was rolling on a wave or orgasms, lying
there on the floor now and still watching through the vent. Then something
happened that nearly made me cry out loud.
"Daddy's ready to cum honey. I'm gonna pull it out. When I do, I want you
to grab Daddy's cock and jack it off. Got that?"
"Mmmm, yes, Daddy, yes. Cum for me Daddy."
Suddenly Daddy pulled out. He was upright on his knees and I could see his
cock when it came out of her, all wet and huge. She grabbed it right away
and Daddy started cumming. When I saw his stuff come spitting out, I
climaxed as hard as I can ever remember climaxing. Then, just as Daddy's
cock stopped pumping cum, he leaned his head back and looked right up at the
vent. We made eye contact for a second, and it startled me. I leaned back
and scurried back to my bedroom, afraid about what he might do or say to me
for spying.
When he came upstairs later and I was busy fixing us supper, he did wink and
me and smile and say: "Did you enjoy the show?"
I didn't know what to say, so I just turned away from him. I could feel my
face turning red, and my clitoris was still aroused and tingling from my
masturbation session. I could close my eyes and see Daddy's cock, the cock
of my dreams, dancing in the girl's hand and spitting streams of cum onto
her breasts and stomach. She had to wrap two hands around it to do the job
right, and my pussy oozed as I thought of how good Daddy's big, hard penis
must feel when it's inside. The girl downstairs sure liked it.
Most of all, I walked around in a sexual daze that night, so turned on I
just didn't know what to say or do with Daddy. I had just seen him fucking
a girl my age who looks like me. I knew they talked about Daddy fucking me
during their lovemaking. I couldn't forget that Daddy had seen me watching.
He looked at me a lot different that night. He was less cold, and I noticed
his eyes roving over my body. When he stood up after dinner, I couldn't
help dropping my eyes to his crotch. The big wad there told me his cock was
big and hard in his pants. Had I done that to him, or was he just still
excited from his session with the girl downstairs?
I found out later that same night. Dad went to the living room and sat down
to watch a football game on television, but I was so turned on, confused,
scared. I couldn't even be in the same room with him that evening. So I
went right to the bathroom and took a long, hot bath then went straight to
bed.
I went to bed without my nightgown that night, slipped under the covers,
turned out the lights and immediately started fingering myself, running all
the things I had seen through my mind. It was about then that I heard the
television go off and then sounds of Daddy in the shower. I wondered if his
cock was still hard as he showered. By the time he shut the water off and I
heard the bathroom door open, I was sopping wet and dying for Daddy to come
into my room. I wished him to open my door and walk into the room.
"Oh, Daddy, Daddy," I whimpered out loud as I frigged my clitoris.
It was loud enough, because the door to my bedroom swung open just then, and
there was Daddy, a silhouette standing in my doorway. He was naked, and his
penis stuck straight out just like it had with the girl downstairs, just
like when I was a little girl back home in Tomahawk all those years ago. My
hand stopped and I held my breath, unsure what to do.
Daddy took over then. He walked to my bed, bent and grabbed the sheet and
pulled all the way down. He stood there beside me, gazing at my naked body,
slowly stroking his cock.
"Daddy's here now for you Sue. You want to play with Daddy's penis like you
did once before?" he asked.
"Yes Daddy," I managed to answer in a hoarse whisper.
So he sat beside me just as he had then and took my hand and guided it to
his penis. He wrapped my hand around it and I started pumping it without
any further coaching. As I did, his hands started wandering over my chest.
He rolled my nipples in his fingers and made me moan a little, then he
worked his way down over my stomach to my pubic hair. Since my legs were
already wide apart, it was easy for him to find my vagina. He ran his hand
over it, outlined it with a finger, then touched my clit. I jerked and
cried: "Oh, Daddy, please, oh."
"Do you want Daddy to fuck you honey? Daddy wants to fuck you now. I've
always wanted to fuck my favorite little girl. You want it, don't you,
sweetheart?"
"Uh huh. yes Daddy. yes I want it too Daddy," I managed to croak as he
slipped a finger up inside me.
Without saying another word, Daddy climbed in between my legs and told me to
put his dick inside me. I moved it to the right spot and felt it graze my
lips, then rake across my clitoris. I was ready- dying for it in fact.
Daddy sensed that and teased me. Holding it with just the tip inside my
vagina about a half inch or so, Daddy leaned down and kissed me, slipping
his tongue into my mouth. It drove me crazy, especially with his penis
still just barely inside me. I wanted him to push it into me all the way.
"Do you want Daddy to fuck you now?" he asked as he broke the kiss.
"Uh huh, Daddy. I do Daddy."
"What does Daddy's girl say when she wants Daddy to fuck her?"
"Uh. Daddy, I don't know. Please?"
"Please what?"
"Please fuck me Daddy."
With that, Daddy started pushing. I felt his penis slowly filling my
insides. He buried it in me. I had never felt a penis in me that felt like
this one. It was huge and hot and hard, and it was my Daddy's penis. It
made everything so much more dirty somehow, so hot. It was my dream come
true. I was completely in his power. I was truly Daddy's girl, in every
way, and we both knew it.
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