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"Can you release me now, please?" I asked, rattling the cuffs.
She lazily traced circles over my chest. "They aren't real handcuffs. There's a little catch you can reach that will open them for you."
"So I could have done that at any time, when you first did this to me?" I asked incredulously, quickly finding the catches and rubbing my wrists
"Yep," she replied, smiling, still lost in the afterglow of sex.
"So I guess poor Purple Peter is going to be having a lonely time today, after all."
She giggled and hugged me, pressing her naked breasts into my chest. "I guess so. How about you, still depressed?"
"Nope. It appears that you have cured me once again, doctor." I replied, kissing her head.
"Pity," she sighed, sitting up and swinging her legs off the bed.
"Pity? What, you don't want me to be happy?"
She shook her head, biting her lip. "No, it's not that, it's just... Well, I could have gone for one more round of cheering you up," she grinned at me mischievously.
I frowned. "We really can't do this just because we're horny. We can never really be lovers -- we are father and daughter after all. That would be wrong."
"I know, but..." she bit her lip in thought. "Look, I don't see you as a boyfriend, or as a sexual being, or anything like that, but if we are really feeling horny, I mean REALLY horny, wouldn't it be healthy to relieve that? Won't THAT make us happier? And we may prevent stress and depression from coming on in the first place, which would be better than just treating the symptoms."
"I suppose you're right, but that still seems pretty wrong."
She leant forward and kissed my cheek. "I'll take that as a yes!" With that she bounced out of the room, an interesting effect on a 19 year old well-built girl.
I settled back on my daughter's bed, with our combined juices drying on and around me, and sighed. It seems that I was still being manipulated by a member of the opposite sex. Well, at least this time it was my daughter, who seemed to be at least partly doing this for my benefit. And for some reason she could make me feel so happy about being manipulated. I have never understood how that brain of hers works.
After all, she always was an unusual girl.
- COMMENTS
Anonymous12 months agoJust kind of trashy. Loose dogs running around the neighborhood. Pathetic characters. And to have the main character cave in so easily after the ex-wife trashed him and the marriage and everything else is just stupid.
Anonymousover 4 years agoThe fantasy was ruined for me when the daughter was so quick to fuck someone else, it isn't really any consolation that it wasn't satisfying for her since someone else got to have her.
I would enjoy the story more if if it was changed so she couldn't go through with it at the end.
Anonymousalmost 5 years agoStrange but good. I'm left with mixed feelings about this one though... I kind of don't want to see either of them moving on and finding someone else. ...although best friends and lovers works out pretty well for them!
In another scenario I can see her living with a guy but not wanting to marry him, him letting some girl move in but not wanting to go through being married again, and both of them occasionally calling each other up for a little 'only family understands' stress relief/prevention!
...of course, she could always have an epiphany and realize her self induced stress was actually her big brain trying to help her body help her big brain realize she was really in love with her teddybear daddy! Daddy's already there, he just needs that little push, and her validation, hehe!
Fun story and fun thinking of endings!!
If I could change anything (besides a happier, more fulfilling ending) it would be to go back and fix some of the worse typos, most in this chapter. Mostly just pregnant pauses in your reading, no deal breakers! Thanks!
Anonymousover 7 years agoThis author did not give his location in his biography, but it makes no difference. In page two he kind of gave himself away to a small degree by using the word leant and a couple of sentences later used leaned. It only made me wonder if he's British or American. If he had completely filled in his biography I would not have even thought about it. He is a good author even though he had some word confusions throughout his story. Over all a good read.
The old fart.
Anonymousover 8 years ago..Honestly, if someone had asked me a year ago if I thought a sex would be an appropriate way to deal with stress and depression, I would have looked at them as if they were nuts. L
@@@ Fuuuuuck, its been my go-to solution for depression since I first started having sex! @@@
It felt unusual, as I had fallen with my lower legs over the edge of the bed, and she was sucking me off while lying 90 degrees to my body.
@@@ ...thats kinda funny because thats the only way my wife goes down on me, lol. @@@
Well, all in all, highly entertaining! Still think his daughter has a long, long term plan she's working on his ignorant but happy ass ;). Oh well, if ya cant beat 'em.... ;)
