Subject: A Father's Lust
Story codes: Mg m-solo incest father daughter
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Posted BY: Kelly <phjpa_girl@yahoo.com?
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How does one go about these things? When is the specific moment when it dawns on
family members? How did I get to the point where me and my 10 yr-old daughter
were succumbing to each others desires? When did her urges take her to the point
of necessary physical contact with me? For that matter, when did mine?
No father just wakes up one day and decides to feel his young daughters tits and
make out with her as if she were deserving of such fatherly attention.
Similarly, no preteen girl wishes to suddenly start stroking her dad’s cock
uninhibited. The truth is that there would be that day, though at the time we
were to each other what we always were; loving father and daughter. There were
times when I thought how things might have been different if certain events
hadn't occurred.
In order to continue I need to mention the ones that had the greatest impact #1
(a no-brainer)was the sudden loss of contact between us and also the loss of a
father’s affection, security and guidance all due to my incarceration which only
exasperated the negatives i.e. fear, abandonment et al. #2 could be the final
blow in most families but luckily wasn't in ours, was the divorce. Suddenly bad
went to worse but it affected us in different ways entirely. Seeing different
men with her mother other than me changed her views on family and relationships
concerning me and other women, that would be #3. I became aware of my sex appeal
almost from the first day of freedom. I had never been propositioned and it led
to a very intense blow job, the likes of which will never be forgotten. I know
for a fact that I had prison to thank for my physique. Being in the greatest
shape of my life and being told how handsome I was by countless women, and then
mix that with Austin’s singles scene! Well I knew little when it came to women
and dating. After a lengthy marriage and prison life I didn't exactly burn up
the sheets. Then came Adrina...
I owe almost everything I know about sex to her. I take that back, I owe
everything to her when it comes to satisfying women sexually. Not to get into to
much detail but she broke me down and then so wickedly and completely built me
back up. Let me be clear on one thing I was never the one to take myself
seriously, even with all I had going for me I was still the same inside. It
actually benefited me because I was very approachable and even shy to a degree,
that women never felt pressured or apprehensive. My appreciation of women
started with my wife and the sacrifices she made by giving birth to our children
and continued with all the other women who allowed me to practice what Adrina
had preached.
#4 there could be another reason here but none that I felt had as much impact -
my daughter’s psyche. Not that her situation was unique but she was a middle
child, and there is validity to the complex but more so than that she was not a
planned pregnancy which never made one difference to us only for the fact that
other family mentioned it did it affect her. And if that wasn't enough she had
health issues growing up that dealt with her vision and then compounded by an
eating disorder at the age of three. We sought professional help and she began
to eat and grow normally, began wearing corrective eye wear(patch) and then
prescription glasses! Man she was a sight and we joke about it now but back then
my heart had gone out to her and never came back. I love all my daughters the
same amount but I love them each differently. Knowing she was the underdog she
took on things a little differently and when it came to my affection she
never had to think twice about it. That is until I was locked up.
So with all that factored in I knew that the last event #5 which I believed
would not have happened without the other four accumulatively. Her tits. She was
so happy that she was getting a bra that she wanted to show them to me! Well I
was nonplussed really. Didn't know how to react and then I saw in her eyes the
pure delight of showing her budding breasts to her daddy and wanting to be loved
the way it was before I left, sought approval like the women she saw me with
seek the same, and as we fixed our eyes on each other it wasn’t so much her tits
that had me but the unmistakable pleading in her eyes that she didn’t want me to
ever leave her again ever. I was lost in those eyes of hers and have never felt
for anyone like I felt for her that day.
I sincerely told her how beautiful she and her boobies were and we hugged and
started laughing and shared a special moment together. Still it wasn’t sexual to
me at all to be honest it wouldn’t be until the last night of their spring break
stay before they went back with their mother. A night that neither of us will
ever forget.
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Spring break of 99 was going to be a blast. I made plans to go to the lake with
a girl I had met at a club the previous week. Working at a bar and grill meant
the staff was pretty much laid back and we knew how to party. Even though I had
only one day off a week. I intended to make the most of it by fucking Patty and
getting fucked up doing it! Shit I couldn't wait. I always enjoyed bringing in
new women to experiment with and learn from as well. I came to find the
differences among women exciting. The exploratory nature involved while they lay
there for my advances sends me into a heightened state of arousal that allows me
to keenly pick up her sexual rhythms and intuitively answer with purposeful and
masterfully placed wet, soft kisses, nibbles, bites and caresses from every part
of my body upon hers. It begins to feed my drive soon my tongue has all the
answers to her pleading moans, whimpers and cries.
The place I am in at that time feels as if I am resonating from her desires and
lusts. It makes a sexual circuit between us and lasts until she can no longer
consume all that my sexually charged body has to give and to be honest when the
flow ebbs I feel light as air and am so sensitized that I usually experience
after shocks when stroked or touched. Then it becomes apparent that sparks do
fly if you have the receptors to conduct the energy from your partners sexual
power. I cant explain the phenomenon of its occurrence but I truly believe that
there are mystery's of the body that we cant fathom or have lost the ability
over time to draw upon them consciously. Sex had become more than the act
itself to me it was a happening that had endless opportunities, that is, if I
knew from the out set when choosing a partner which ones belied their inner
passion and fire enough for me to notice without wasting a good fuck on a prude
or whore.
As always my day off was either Sunday or Monday. We were to busy the rest of
the week for me to have any other choice. So Monday it was, and no sooner had I
reach for my phone to give Patty the news that I was startled by knocking at my
door. Not regular knocks either. which immediately brought me back down to
earth. They were the combined rapping of my daughter's fists against the solid
wood door and I knew right then and there that my wife had kept her word.
It all came flooding back to me in rush; upon their last visit a couple of weeks
earlier. I had insisted that the girls spend spring break with me. I knew my ex-
wife wouldn't go for it and in a way I had banked on just that so I over played
my hand as it were and bet she would never leave them with me based on my
lifestyle and late nights at work but me and the girls played it up any way
pretending to beg her but since our divorce she made it a point not to waver in
her decisions, so the most we got out of her was a we'll see.
Well I sure would, they stormed in as soon as the door opened and swarmed me
“Daddy we missed you” and I guess I belied my disappointment of my dashed plans
and my ex picked up on it “what you forgot didn't you?” Nooooo, I tried to
recover but too late so I had to sheepishly admit that I figured they weren't
coming and had made plans and soon the girls deflation was to much to handle and
expressed to them that no matter what they were here to stay and every thing
else was secondary and soon we were our selves again.
Saying good bye to their mom I took the opportunity to tell Patty the news. She
had no clue I had children and surprised me by assuring me it was cool and even
suggested they might spend some time together with me working late and all. So
it was down to the house rules, well 1 bedroom apartment rules, then how much of
the week would be spent. Work posed a bit of a problem wasn't sure I would feel
comfortable leaving them alone in the evenings but my oldest daughter Sandy
who was 12 insisted that it was her reasoning with her mother that made it
possible to begin with so I agreed.
“Who wants to go swimming” shouted Kathy the youngest at 6 yrs old and in
unison the rest of us shouted “I DO, I DO!” and we all rushed to change with me
going first. I heard Karen and Nancy yelling and shouting at each other but not
in a fighting way. There was a teasing ring in their boisterous carrying on. The
girls were always a bit more rowdy away from their mother and it was due to our
relationship where I let them have more latitude when it came to their behavior
around me as long as they obeyed me then I let them cut up.
"Hey you girls almost ready!” I shouted from inside my room.
Karen responded that her and Nancy were going to change after Kathy got out of
the restroom.
”Change in my room I'll be out right now,” I said.
"Ok," they said. As I opened he door they started carrying on again. “Dad, Dad
Nancy has something to show you,” blurted Karen as she was imploring her younger
sister to present what it was that they had been fussing about.
”No stop it Karen, your trying to embarrass me.”
"That’s enough Sandy,” I said as I went past them heading into the kitchen.
”There's nothing to be embarrassed about,” Karen shot back, ”and besides, you
said you wanted to show Daddy when you got here.”
”Nuh uh!" Nancy said defiantly.
"well whatever it is she doesn't have to show me if she doesn't want to,” I
interjected.
”Nancy has boobs now and mom said she would get her a bra but that they were
still ok without one for now!” shouted the older of the two.
I could see the shock on Nancy's face as Sandy triumphantly accomplished her
goal of making her little sister follow through on the dare. When Sandy
became placative towards her sister's pleas of no I said that there was nothing
to be ashamed of because every one of them were beautiful to me no matter what.
“You see, dad's seen us naked plenty of times so what if yours are small right
now they will grow see like mine did,” and Sandy proceeded to lift her shirt
and expose her small mounds cupped in her equally small bra. But that was like
seeing an add in a store circular as far as I was concerned.
”Yeah but you didn’t have to tell dad,“ Nancy stammered.
”Just show him, it's not like you're showing them to a stranger, it's dad
silly.“ Sandy nudged Nancy over to where I was and at that moment Sandy popped
out of the restroom and Sandy dashed in to change while Nancy still unsure was
retreating a bit towards my room and then Karen sticking her head out prompted
Nancy that if she didn’t then she would never trust her sister ever again with
their secrets or to keep up her end of future dares.
Well that did it. A sister's bond goes deep and so reluctantly she began to
raise her blouse and Sandy shrieked to Nancy, “You don’t have boobies, mom said
so.”
"I do too," snapping back at the youngest, ”Look dad, you can see that I do
can't you?”
The moment seemed alien to me because my kids were just that. Until the vision
of Roxanne lifting her blouse and the nipples light brown against her lighter
still skin contrasted with her raven black hair that fell just below her
shoulders and mingled with the raised garment seemed to separate her into
different people and when I looked into those eyes even with Karen snickering
behind her and Sandy rolling on the ground.
I said, “Sandy change already and you Sandy get the towels!” As soon as the
went about their directives I went towards Nancy to sooth her anxiety. She was
wanting a real answer from me and the manner in which she implored with her eyes
convinced me of that fact and as became closer I gazed upon my daughter's chest
and admired how beautiful she was but in a way in which pride in ones
accomplishments evokes similar admirations. Yet there was an underlying feeling
that I couldn’t quite put my finger on.
"Sweetie, you have lovely boobies and you will see that they will grow every day
just as you continue to do. Now put your suit on or do you want to go out like
that with you holding up your shirt for every one to see!” We hugged and laughed
and swam that day and even Sandy gave her credit for the guts she had.
To be continued?????
Anonymous - A Father's Lust (Mg m-solo incest father daughter)