My daughter Lisa has been having a certain 'effect' on me lately- and not in a way that I'm proud of either.
It started two years ago when she came to live with me after the divorce because I lived closer to the University she was going to attend. Then later, as a college sophomore at age 19, she joined the women's volleyball team, and that's when the troubles began.
She started wearing skimpier outfits around the house which related to her sporting activities. It also became common to see go out for a jog on the weekends wearing a small white t-shirt and tight shorts, and then return home covered in sweat to the point where her sports bra was visible. The fact that she had such a long and slender body didn't help either since it meant that more of her skin would be showing.
Things became even worse when summer came around. After two months of lounging around the house from her vacation, she began working out vigorously to get back in shape for the upcoming season. I would usually have to come home to the sight of her athletic body sprawled across the couch from exhaustion after a workout; with her bare feet and toned legs on top of the arm rest, and her long blond hair spread across the other end. Everything became casual with her.
One night, my daughter and I watched tv together as we sometimes would after dinner. She sat on the floor to stretch her body by leaning forward to touch her toes. She eventually moved to stretch each individual leg by bending down and grabbing her foot. Every so often she would let out a few small grunts which showed her relieved tension. She wore a pair of shorts, which as usual, were too small for her and exposed much of her tanned thighs. She also had on a black sports bra which showed right through the thin white t-shirt. Needless to say, I was concentrating more on her than I was on the television.
"Dad, would you mind giving me a massage?" she asked. "I'm really sore."
"Of course I can," I replied.
After scooting towards where I was sitting with her back towards me, she pointed behind her head and said, "It's my neck and upper back...they're killing me..."
I knew exactly what she wanted, placing both of my hands on neck and beginning to massage the area that she wanted taken care of. My hands gently squeezed around the back of her neck and my thumbs pressed against her upper back. Her skin felt incredibly soft.
Moans had started to escape her lips. They were soft at first, but became louder every time I squeezed. And so I started squeezing harder so I could hear her more. I knew it was wrong to do something like this to my own daughter but I couldn't help it. I was even starting to get an erection.
"You feel tense," I said, breaking the awkward tension.
She moaned again, "I am. Your hands feel so good dad. If I had known what you could do with them, I would have been harassing you for massages ever since I started playing volleyball last year."
"Thanks, you aren't the first lady who's ever complemented me on this," I replied, squeezing a little harder in the process.
Her moans then became a little louder and more sexual in nature.
"Dad, why are you still single? I'm sure there are plenty of other women right now who'd love to be in the position I'm in now."
"Well, it's been hard to meet women and date being as busy as I am with work," I replied honestly.
"Is that why that why you're squeezing so hard? It must have been a while since you've had your hands on a woman."
I was shocked that my own daughter would talk to me like this. And I was even more shocked at the seductive tone that was in her voice. But the truth is, she was right.
"It's nothing like that. I'm just doing what you've asked," I said to her defensively.
She suddenly turned around and faced me while on her knees. "I'm going up to my room now. Thanks for the massage. I really enjoyed it."
Her hand patted her my thigh as a gesture of appreciation, but she inadvertently touched the tip of my semi-erect penis with her hand, causing her eyes to widen a bit at my embarrassing moment.
"I see you enjoyed it as much as I did," she said with a huge smirk on her face. "Good night, and have fun with that."
My daughter tanning in the backyard was the first thing I saw when I opened my bedroom curtains the next morning.
Her tanning outside wasn't out of the ordinary, but I did find the circumstances to be a little strange. She usually likes to lay out in the sun while at the beach, or in the backyard during the weekdays while I'm at work, not while at I'm at home. The beach blanket she was laying on was nearly on the other end of our yard which was in perfect sight of my window. And she wore a tiny yellow bikini which was a lot more revealing than anything she's ever worn when I'm around. She had to have been teasing me after that conversation we had yesterday night.
Whatever she was doing was certainly having it's effect on me. She was laying on her stomach with her sun glasses on listening to music on her earphones. Her head was resting on the blanket as if she was half-a-sleep. Her blond hair was in it's usual pony tail. Her calves and feet were up in the air, and were slowly waving around. But what really stood out to me was seeing her tanned skin brightly glisten from the rays of the hot morning sun. The muscles on her back and the roundness of her rear end were especially making me aroused.
I couldn't believe that I was once again having such immoral and taboo thoughts about my own daughter. Seeing her long and slender body in such a sexy pose was making me hard.
And just when I thought the sight of her laying there couldn't get any sexier, it did as she suddenly reached her arm around to untie the back of her bikini. Before I knew it, was looking at her bare back and the side of her breast. And when she moved to free the strings from her body, I was able to catch a glimpse of her pink nipple for the very first time in my life.
Now my heart was racing. I've obviously seen my fair share of topless women in my life, but seeing my own daughter like this was a category of it's own. I knew it was wrong, but I didn't really care anymore.
The feeling of lust I felt came to an abrupt end as she suddenly turned her head and lifted her sun glasses to look in my direction. I immediately turned away and got out of sight, marking the second time in two days that I had been caught by my daughter in a really awkward situation.
I tried acting natural as I made myself breakfast a short time later. I still felt horribly embarrassed for getting caught watching my own daughter as she sun bathed. And even worse, she knew that I enjoyed it after last night's massage.
"Morning dad!" she said exuberantly as she headed towards me in the kitchen. She had just come back inside the house and was still in her tiny little bikini.
"Hey there. You seem extra cheerful this morning," I replied, trying to act casual.
She smiled, "Well it's a beautiful summer morning and I have a lot to be happy about. And I'll be out shopping and hanging out with my friends for the rest of the day if you don't mind."
"Of course I don't mind. Have a great time and be safe."
She stood there lingering for a moment with a slightly uncomfortable look on her face. "Dad, I have something kind of weird to ask you if that's okay."
"What is it?" I replied, hoping it wasn't what I was expecting her to say.
"Were you spying on me earlier?
"God no. Lisa, I'm your father, I would NEVER do that," I defiantly told her.
"Are you sure?" she replied with her eyebrows raised. "I mean, it's okay if you were, I don't blame you. And I'm defiantly not mad at you."
I gave a loud sigh, "I opened my window curtains and there you were. And with my luck, right when I opened it you turned to look and saw me there. So no, I wasn't spying."
"Dad, your curtains were already fully open when I saw you standing there. You were spying on me. Just admit it," she said in a condescending tone.
"Fine, I was just looking, and I'm NOT proud of it either. Is that what you wanted to hear? You were so exposed out there that half our neighbors could see you."
"I don't care if our neighbors could see me, I wanted you to have a look," she said with a grin.
"I'm not stupid you know. I've noticed how much you look at my body when you think I'm not aware. Frankly, I think it's kind of cute. And after last nights conversation, I thought you deserved to see something extra this morning."
"I don't know what's gotten into you," I told her. "You're a beautiful young woman and it's hard for any man to keep his eyes away from you. But I'm your father and this is so inappropriate."
"Well, I was thinking that both of us could get something out of this. Maybe I could let you see me in exchange for some extra compensation. Perhaps I can even do something for you. What do you think?"
"Lisa, if anyone ever found out about this I..."
"...oh...is that what's holding you back?" she said, cutting me off mid-sentence. "In that case, I'll do you a big favor; if you don't come over here and undo my top, then I'LL TELL EVERYONE that you've been spying on me and going through my panties. I'll even tell mom, and you know that everyone in this neighborhood will find out after that."
"You wouldn't dare."
"I wouldn't? Didn't you always used to lecture me about not gossiping so much? You know I would do it. Now come over here and get me topless."
She was right. She wouldn't hesitate for a moment to let everyone know how immoral and perverted I've been if it meant her getting what she wanted. But as stunned as I was about my daughter's brazen threats and demands, I also realized that this was the excuse I needed to finally see more of her body.
I stepped forward and reached behind her neck to pull the top bikini string which revealed her gorgeous breasts. They were small and pert b-cups, and they slightly curved upwards. Her nipples were also small and were a light shade of pink. I especially loved her bikini tan lines which were in stark contrast to the rest of her body. They looked like pale white triangles on her chest compared her natural bronze sun tan which covered the rest of her body.
"You look absolutely stunning," I told her.
She smiled, "Thanks dad. And what about my offer? I could use a little extra cash when I go out today."
"Lisa, it's bad enough that you're standing here topless because I undid your bikini. But you know we can't go any further that this. If you want extra money, I'll give you a hundred dollars, and that's it. You know how much your mother hates it when I spoil you."
She reached down and grabbed my ever hardening erection.
"Oh my," she said sarcastically, in a sexual way. "I can you feel you growing in my hand. I must be doing something right."
She started squeezing and massaging my cock through my pants.
"Lisa, I'm your father. We can't do this."
She got on her knees and began undoing my pants.
Her eyes were locked on mine with a dead serious expression. "How about this- you give me a couple hundred bucks, and I'll give you the best blowjob of your life."
"Please don't, we can't."
She finally freed my hard cock and held it tightly in her hand.
"We don't have to do anything. I'll be the one doing all the work," she said as she started planting soft and gentle kisses on the tip of my penis.
I could have easily stopped her from doing this. I could have easily pushed her off of me and put my hard cock away. But I couldn't. I didn't want to. Because deep down I wanted this to happen and so I let it continue.
Feeling her breath on me where she had just placed her kiss and saliva was sending shivers down my spine. It felt even better when her tongue swirled around the head of my cock a few times before she took me in between her lips. She felt warm and wet. And the tight gripping suction of her mouth was more than I've felt from any other woman I've ever been it in my life- and it came from my daughter of all people.
"Oh god, Lisa...don't stop....I don't want you to stop..." I moaned.
She spit my cock out of her mouth for a moment and replied, "You see dad, I knew you would like it."
Her lips went right back around my cock after she said that, and with the encouragement I gave her, she became even more enthusiastic about the blowjob she was giving me. Her head moved back and forth in a quick movement for the next several minutes without any sign of slowing down. And her hand was expertly stroking the base of my cock in a twisting motion. And with the way she was sucking me off, I was able to feel every corner of her mouth, from both sides of her cheeks, all around her tongue, and the top of her mouth and throat.
When the time came, I started panting, "I'm about to cum...I'm about to cum..."
She quickly took my out of her mouth and began stroking me furiously. She looked me right in the eyes as she stuck her tongue out like a small puppy waiting for it's food. I gave her what she wanted, shooting load after load of my cum onto her waiting mouth. I nearly collapsed from the pleasure as she kept on stroking every last drop of my sperm onto her tongue. She didn't swallow either- she let the cum pile up to show me just how bad and dirty she can be.
"That was incredible. I haven't cum that much in a very long time."
She put her tongue back in her mouth and swallowed my load, making a very loud 'gulp' sound in the process. After a few more licks around the corners of her mouth, she stuck her tongue out again to reveal her empty mouth; a mouth now free of my cum, heading directly towards her stomach.
"I'm glad you liked it," she replied, still making smacking noises with her mouth as she finished swallowing. "So are you going to pay me now?"
She was all I thought about the rest of the day. Not only did I let my only daughter perform oral sex on me, but I paid her 500 dollars in exchange for her 'services'.
But as horrible as I felt about committing an act of incest with my own daughter, it didn't take long for me to realize that I loved it just as much and I didn't want it to stop. I had finally given in to my torturous urges to masturbate thinking about her, and I even used pictures of her to top it all off.
It was around 8 pm when she came back home that day. She wore a simple tank top and a mini skirt, along with flip-flops on her feet. On both arms were shopping bags from what appeared to be designer brands (courtesy of her sucking me off for cash of course).
"You look like you had a lot of fun today," I told her.
"I sure did." She held up her shopping bags in a modeling pose, "All of us had a great time today spending money at the mall and talking about what I did with you earlier."
I nearly freaked out when she said that. "You did what!? Oh god. Lisa, do you realize how many people are going to find out about this now?"
"Oh, relax. Trust me, they aren't going to tell anyone because they do the same things with their dads for extra money since their mom's won't swallow. In fact, they were the ones who encouraged me to do this with you. Consider it being a good entrepreneur by providing a service."
"Is that what you girls call it these days? Back in my day, we used to call it being a..."
"...a slut? Is what you think of me? Well maybe I like sucking cock and being a slut. Does that bother you?"
She kicked off slippers and put her bags down, and casually walked towards me as I stayed on the couch. She then got on her knees in between my legs and put her hands on my lap.
"I get the feeling that you've done this before," I told her. "You seem a little too comfortable using your sexuality to get what you want."
She grinned, "Let's just say that most of the A's from last semester were due to a little extra credit work I did after hours."
"That isn't how I raised you. You've become such a bad little girl."
"You're right, but I don't hear you complaining about it."
"I guess I've accepted it," I admitted to her. "I've spent this whole day thinking about you and fantasizing about you. I couldn't help it."
She got up and pulled her panties down to her ankles and flung them across the room with her foot. She then lifted the front part of skirt to reveal a cleanly shaven vagina on her tan lined crotch, with it's small pink labia, and a small clitoris in between.
"Do you like what you see?" she asked, using her fingers to spread herself.
"Of course I do. You look so unbelievably tight down there."
"It is," she said proudly. "You've obviously been dying to fuck me lately, and I've been thinking the same about you, so let's just cut to the chase..."
With help from my daughter, my pants quickly found it's way to the floor and she climbed on top of me. She didn't put me in just yet though, she teased me a little more by reaching down and rubbing the head of my growing cock against the outer layer of her vagina as she crouched over me. She then used her fingers to spread her labia and guided my erection inside of her.
Inch by inch I slowly penetrated my daughter as she lowered herself onto me. Her vagina was as tight as it looked, making the entry both slow and extremely enjoyable at the same time. I grabbed a tight hold of her toned lower back and she began expertly gyrating her hips.
"I love how tight you are....you feel so good..." I told her.
"Fuck me dad...I want you to fuck me harder," she moaned in response.
I grabbed on to her ass and started fucking her how she wanted it. She pushed herself forward every time I thrusted and pulled her towards me. I could feel her breathing heavily on me as we pleasured each other. Her eyes even rolled back a few times before she closed them completely to enjoy our passionate moment. She moaned louder and louder.
After several long moments of us having wild sex together, a clear and steady stream of fluids began leaking from deep inside her vagina and her back arched and went stiff- she was having an orgasm and yelled near the top of her lungs. Seeing her face twist and turn with pleasure was more than enough to send me over the edge with her, and I shot load after load of my cum deep inside her womb. We kept at it until both of us had cum all that we could.
Her head rested on my chest for a moment, and I pulled her towards me so that we could kiss for the very first time. And when we kissed, she didn't hold back as our tongues sloppily wrestled around each others mouths with our lips pressed against each others tightly.
"I think that was the best sex I've ever had," she said in between kisses on my lip. "I'm sure that incest had a lot to do with it."
"God, I feel the same. And you're right about the incest part, it makes everything that much more thrilling."
Our lips met one last time and she replied, "Exactly. Fucking my own dad and sucking his cock is the nastiest thing I've ever done. Now if you'll excuse me, I need a shower."
She carefully got up with my flaccid penis flopping out of her now gaping vaginal hole. Both of our private areas were soaked in a mixture of both of our cum. And as she stood up, trails of cum ran freely down her legs.
"Oh, and another thing..." she added. "I'll be moving some of my stuff to your room. We'll be sleeping in the same bed together while I live here with you."