Summary: After Richard's daughter Taylor catches him in a chat room
and makes him masturbate for her, he needlessly confesses to his wife 
Rachel and is surprised at her reaction.

This story is completely fictional. It contains explicit sexual
content and is intended for adults only. If you are under 18 or
offended by such material, please do not read.

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Story: My Daughter Caught Me (pt. 2) by DaddyOh! 08/07 (Mf, inc?)

When Taylor, my 15 y.o. daughter caught me in a schoolgirl
chatroom and made me masturbate in front of her, I thought I had
experienced life's weirdest moment. I was wrong...by a longshot.

Taylor had promised that if I did what she demanded, if I jerked
myself off while she watched, she would not tell her mom what she
caught me doing. But when I went to bed that night, I had no idea
what to expect from my wife Rachel.

At first, all was quiet. She was reading and I just turned on my
side to go to sleep. Then Rachel said, "Taylor told me an
interesting little story about when she came home this afternoon.
Care to tell me about it?" 

"Oh shit," I thought. "The little snot told on me!" "Honey," I started, 
I swear to you, she made me do it. I didn't want to. I would never do 
that in front of her. But she insisted I do it or she would tell you 
she caught me. So I did it. And apparently she told you anyway."

"What are you talking about?" Rachel asked, looking puzzled. "Taylor 
said that when she got home you were asleep on the couch when you had 
promised to mow the lawn before company comes tomorrow. So what were 
you just confessing to? What did she catch you doing?" she said. I was
stunned. Taylor hadn't told after all. But I blew it myself! I
just sat there for what seemed like forever. 

"Well, I uh...," I stammered.

"Come on," she said. "You started. Now what the hell happened?"

"Well," I started, "When Taylor came home, she came down to my
office and I didn't hear her." 

"Yea?," Rachel said. "And?"

 "When she came in, I was in a chat room," I said. "Chatting and 
looking at pics."

"That would have been embarassing," Rachel said. 

"That wasn't all," I said. "I was jerking off while I was chatting." 
Rachel froze, and stared. "I tried to grab my pants and pull them up, 
but I stood up, fully erect and my pants stayed on the floor." 

"Oh shit," Rachel said quietly. 

"And then...uh...," I continued to stammer.

"Yes, and then?" Rachel said coldly.

"She insisted that I continue," I said. "That I get myself off in 
front of her, or she would tell you she caught me,"

"Richard," Rachel said. "You didn't do it, did you?" From the look she
saw on my face, she got the answer to her question. "You did, didn't 
you? You son of a bitch! Taylor's 15! She's your daughter! You 
masturbated in front of her? What the hell were you thinking? Why 
didn't you say no?"

"Well, she would have told you..." I replied unconvincingly. 

"Who gives a shit?" Rachel asked. "I know you look at porn and go 
in chat rooms and jerk off sometimes. I don't care!" 

"I don't, know Rachel," I said quietly. "Taylor was so forceful. 
I didn't know what else to do."

"I can't believe this," she said. "You jerked off in front of our
15 year old daughter. That's beyond disgusting." 

"I know," I said. "I know."

"And what happened then?" she asked with less anger. I didn't know 
why, but her tone of voice had changed. 

"What do you mean," I said. 

"You know what I mean," Rachel replied. "Did you cum?" 

"Yes," I said. "She insisted I finish."

"Where did you cum?" she asked, seeming much less angry now. 

"On the carpet, a few feet from her," I said. "I cleaned it up."

"So," she continued, "Our teenage daughter caught you masturbating, 
you jerked off in front of her and she watched you cum. Is that 
right? Nothing else?" 

"No," I said. "That's it."

"Then she just left?" Rachel said. "Unbelievable." I was still
trying to read the change in her attitude when she threw me
a major curve ball.

"OK, show me," she said.

"Show you what?" I asked. 

"Drop your fucking PJs and show me what you did for her," Rachel
snapped,her anger seeming to return. 

"Rachel, you can't be serious," I said. 

"Right fucking now, Richard." she said. I knew better than to 
argue with this. I got on my knees on the bed facing my wife and
pulled my PJs down to my knees. "Go ahead, show me. Were you
hard?"

"Yes," I replied. "I had been chatting already so I was pretty
hard." 

"Well, get yourself hard now and show me how you jerked
off for your daughter," she said. As I began pulling and stroking 
my cock to get it hard, an amazing thing happened. Rachel's hands 
began to move beneath the sheets. She slid them between her legs. 
I could tell that one hand was lifting up the front of her panties 
and the other was sliding in. "Show me what happened." Her hand began 
to work back and forth.

"Well," I continued, "I was pretty hard already. Taylor told me to
stroke it and I did." My cock was getting hard and I kept
stroking now for Rachel.

"And she was watching you? Our daughter was watching you?" Rachel 
said as her hand moved faster under the sheets. 

"Yes," I said. "She was staring directly at my cock the whole time. 
Rachel, you seemed so mad, why is this turning you on?" My wife 
let out a moan. 

"I have no idea," she said, breathing heavily. "I still think you're 
an absolute idiot and you could have stopped this. MMMmmmhhhhhh...
But for some reason the thought of Taylor watching you stroke your 
big hard cock is really exciting to me. I still want to kill you, 
but for right now I feel really good."

"OK, Honey," I said, not understanding, but being glad she didn't 
seem like she was actually going to kill me just then. I kept stroking
for her as I had for Taylor.

As she rubbed herself harder, Rachel said, "Did Taylor do
anything while she watched you?" 

"What do you mean," I asked, stroking harder and faster myself. 

"I mean," Rachel replied, "Did she say anything, touch herself, 
do anything?" 

"No," I said. She just stared at my dick. She may have said, 'Harder, 
faster...' Stuff like that." 

"OK," Rachel panted. "OOooooohhhhh. Now I want you to tell me the truth,
Richard. Did you want her to do anything to you? Did you want her
to touch you, to kiss you, anything?" 

"Rachel, she's our daughter," I replied. 

"Don't give me that shit! I know you love young girls. Taylor's beautiful. 
Have you ever thought about her?" 

"OK," I answered. "Yea, I've thought about her before. Not
much today because I was so shocked, but I have before."

"Mmmmmmmm, Ah..Ah..ah...aahhhh, that's goood," Rachel moaned. 

"Why is that good?" I asked, starting to feel my own moans coming on.

"Because it makes me horny to think about it," Rachel said. "I 
think you wanted to cum on her, Richard. You wanted to come 
on her tits, on her ass, on her pussy, on her face, didn't you?"

"Yes, I did, Rachel," I said truthfully. "I wanted to and I still want to," 
I was speaking more boldly now.

"Good, Rachel said. "Honestly now, you really want to fuck her, 
don't you? You want to fuck your daughter don't you, Richard?
You want to fuck Taylor. Tell me the truth. OOOhhh....yesssss..." 
How could I deny it? She was so right. 

"Yes, Rachel, I want to fuck Taylor," I said. "I have for a 
long time. And I'm thinking about it right now."

"Ohhhhhhhh, yessssss!" Rachel moaned. "I want you to do it. 
I want you to put that big cock into our daughter and cum 
inside her. You want that, don't you, Richard?" 

"Oh Rachel,"I said fervently, "I want to fuck her so badly!
Ooohhh, I'm gonna cum, Rach!" 

"Cum on my tits!" Rachel said urgently as she pulled up her t-shirt 
to reveal her beautiful boobs. I moved forward and shot my load on 
her big tits just as she began a shuddering orgasm, her hand moving 
rapidly back and forth on her wet pussy. "Oh yesss, Daddy wants to 
fuck his daughter! Ohhhhhhh, I'm cumming...aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!"

I collapsed next to Rachel as her body rocked with the waves of her
powerful orgasm. We lay there for several minutes before saying
anything. She was the first to speak. 

"I want it to happen, Richard," Rachel said seriously. "I want you to 
make love to our daughter." 

"Are you fucking nuts?" I asked. "For one thing, what if she doesn't 
want to?" 

"I think she will," Rachel said. "I can tell that she's very horny. 
She didn't make you jerk off for her for no reason at all. She wanted 
to see you do it. I'm thinking she wanted to experience your cumshot 
in one way or another, but she didn't know how to tell you. Don't 
worry, Richard, we'll make it happen. We'll get you into bed with our
daughter. I can't wait to see it!"

The End

  
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