A story told first from the point of view of the dad and part two from the point of view of his 13yo daughter.
This is a story of how my family suffered a tragedy and me and my daughter became involved in a sexual relationship, told from both sides.
Me and my daughter lived alone in a house out in the country and our nearest neighbour was probably 6 miles away as the crow flies. We’d lived here together for about 3 years and had moved with her mum after we’d had a stroke of fortune following the death of my uncle. He’d invested in a company years ago and the company had grown into a huge multinational and his shares ended up being worth millions. When he died, his money was divided up between the family and suddenly we were millionaires. We weren’t huge millionaires but we had enough money not to need to work again and we’d bought this house in the wilderness and we loved it.
Me and my wife Katriona truly loved each other and she was the most amazing woman I’d ever known. She was short and curvy and all in proportion and had the most beautiful sapphire blue eyes. She was also a nymphomanic! She loved sex. Even after the birth of our daughter Katie she constantly teased me, stroked my balls or groped me in public and as soon as she was able, she would fuck me literally any time, anywhere. She was wonderful.
One day she was out with her friend shopping in a fishing village a few miles away when she was caught up in a dispute between a farmer and some locals. The man had turned up to a business with a shotgun and was threatening to shoot the place up. The situation escalated and the man began shooting at people. One of those hit was Katriona. She died along with her friend and 8 others before the man was shot and injured by police and not wanting to face his consequences, turned the gun on himself. I was devastated. I’d lost the love of my life to a man arguing over a debt of a few pounds and my world was shattered.
Katie was about 11 when her mum died. She took it badly and living where we did in the middle of nowhere, she had few friends to call upon to comfort her. It was just me and her together in a big old house.
After the funeral and the inquest which took months, it was adjudged Katriona was unlawfully killed and we went through the process of trying to mend, going away on holidays and doing things to distract us from our loss. But I was suffering badly and began to drink. And I drank a lot.
Katie was about 13 and we’d been away on holiday to Antigua for a couple of weeks, topping up our tans and enjoying the stress free life of not being at home in the house that held so many memories. I was still young at 35 and kept myself toned in the home gym and had chatted on occasion to ladies in the bars.
Katie was growing like her mum though and she was now about the same height and had the same curves and her boobs were maybe slightly smaller than her mother’s but were a beautiful spectacle in her plain white bikini.
She’d caught the attention of a couple of lads by the pool and my fatherly instincts had kicked in once or twice and I’d voiced my protective opinion once or twice. But she was a young fertile girl and if she had her mother’s genes, she was probably going to be a nympho too!
One evening we returned to our room, which was a suite right on the beach with double doors that opened out right onto the sand. We had gone to shower and change to go out for dinner that evening. I realised I’d left my phone and wallet on the table by the pool and went back to fetch it whilst Katie said she’d shower first.
A few minutes later I returned and as I entered, I could see the shape of Katie in the shower through the gap in the door.
I stopped and silently approached the door, peeking inside to observe my daughter in the shower.
As I watched, she had her foot on a small stool and was shaving her legs with one of my disposable razors.
Mesmerised, I watched as she glided the blade over her skin and made her way up her thigh to the mound of her pussy.
As she rubbed soap into herself, I could feel myself getting hard as her hand separated her labia and she shaved herself bare, her fingers caressing her skin and looking for patches she may have missed.
I was rock hard by now and breathing hard as she now soaped herself down, massaging the bubbles between her tits and over her flat belly and I had to tear my gaze from her. I retreated back to the apartment door before gently opening it and closing it again hard and announcing “I’m back!”
I heard Katie call that she was nearly finished in the shower and I hurried into the separate toilet cubicle and closed the door. My erection stuck out of my shorts and I took some deep breaths as I replayed the previous few minutes in my mind.
Over the next few days I fascinated about Katie and how good she looked in her bikini and her dresses when we went out at night. I dreamt about her mum and relived some of the moments in my mind where we’d made love in fields or in changing rooms in department stores and sometimes almost getting caught!
I yearned for the touch of my wife and sometimes tears welled up and I couldn’t help but cry.
A few days later we headed home and after our long flight and journey back to the house, we emptied our cases to do our laundry in the small utility room. Katie had skipped off to shower and I separated clothes into whites and coloureds and loaded up the washing machine.
As I emptied the case, a small velvet bag dropped onto the floor and I stooped to pick it up. It had something small and tubular in it so I opened it up and tipped the contents onto my hand. It was a small purple vibrator about 4 inches long! I stared at it in my hand for a moment before looking over my shoulder and checking no one was about to come into the laundry room before holding the purple device up to my nose.
I could smell the faint odour of bodily fluids and my heart suddenly accelerated and without thinking, I licked it along its length. My mind raced as my tongue tasted rubber and a slightly bitter flavour and I marvelled at the fact that this thing had been used by my 13 year old daughter.
Hurriedly I pushed it back into the bag before stuffing it into the pocket in the case usually reserved for soiled underwear.
Moments later I heard footsteps on the living room floor and hurriedly stuffed clothes into the machine and turning it on.
I walked out into the kitchen and looked out to the living room as Katie curled up on the sofa wearing shorts and a top designed for bed and switching on the tv. She smiled as she saw me and I smiled back before I reached in the cupboard for a glass and a bottle of scotch before joining her on the couch in front of the tv. Katie cuddled up to me and I put my arm round her shoulder and she put her head on my chest, just like her mum used to.
As I sat and watched the tv, I couldn’t help but think about the vibrator I’d found in the suitcase or her shaving her pussy on holiday and it wasn’t long before I had a raging hard on.
I sat up and said to Katie that I was going for a shower and quickly skipped out of the room and up the stairs to the bathroom. I hurried stripped off and turned on the shower, jumping into the cubicle before the water had even got warm and before I knew it, I was jerking myself off, thinking about the smell of the little purple vibrator and the soapy tits of my daughter in Antigua and soon I was spraying my load down the drain, groaning as I pumped rope after rope of cum out of my balls.
I had a quick wash and squeezed the last remaining drops of cum from my cock and stepped out of the shower, towelling myself dry before crossing the landing to the bedroom.
“Katie? I’m going to bed. Will you switch off the tv when you come up?” I called from the bannister rail and she called back that she would. I went into the bedroom, finished my glass of whiskey and then fell into bed. I was exhausted and soon fell into a deep sleep.
My drinking got steadily worse over the next few weeks as I struggled with the thoughts of my dead wife and of Katie and it all came to a head one Saturday afternoon. I’d spent most of the night drinking and sitting in my room sobbing and holding a picture of Katriona. I’d passed out at some point and opened my eyes when the sun shone in the bedroom.
Still drunk, I grabbed the bottle of scotch and took another large swig, feeling the harsh liquid burning my throat and down to my belly and I staggered from the room and down the stairs towards the kitchen.
There in the kitchen stood Katriona wearing a tiny vest top and white panties, making coffee and toast.
Overjoyed I staggered towards her, arms outstretched and grabbing her from behind, I crushed her to my body before spinning her round in my arms and lifting her by her butt into the air and pulling her into my groin, my cock now rigid and crushing into her crotch as I lifted and swung her onto the kitchen table.
She called out to me that I was bad and tried to fight me off like she always did and I laughed as I raised her top and brought my head down to suck at her nipples.
“Bad! Bad! It’s bad!” I kept hearing as she wriggled and writhed on the kitchen table and my mouth found her pussy mound, my teeth pulling at the thin material and my lips clamping on flesh beneath.
My fingers found the leg of her panties and tugged them aside and I stared in wonder at the shaved pink pussy I loved so much and licked it hard, my tongue poking inside the tight little hole.
Fists began to rain on my shoulders and head as I sucked and pulled at her clit and something flashed in my brain. I puzzled sense of wrongdoing.
“DAD!! Daddy!! NO IT’S ME DAD!!” and I looked up into the tearful blue eyes of Katie, her face red and streaked with tears.
“Oh… oh fuck! Oh what have… what? Katriona?” and I quickly stood up, recoiling in my drunken haze and my own tears springing from my eyes as I realised what I’d done! “Oh baby! I’m so sorry! I… your mum… I…” and I slid down the kitchen cupboard onto the floor, sobbing like a child.
Katie sat on the table for a moment, shocked by my sudden assault and rearranged her clothing before quickly squatting down beside me and hugging my neck. I sobbed in her arms and shook and she gently soothed me with calming sounds and words as I wept.
“It’s ok dad. You’re drunk and you thought I was mum. I know you miss her so much” and I began to howl loudly again.
Half lifting, half dragging, Katie got me to my feet and helped me up the stairs to my bedroom. She sat me on the bed and then lay me down and pulled the covers over me, kissing my forehead and telling me everything would be ok and soon I was asleep again.
I awoke a while later and it was dark outside. I was conscious of someone else being there in the room and turned over. I figure dressed only in a white negligé stood at the side of the bed.
As I turned over, the figure climbed onto the bed and swung its leg over my hips before wrapping its arms round my neck. I warm mouth met mine and a gentle sweet kiss set fire to my lips.
“Katie!” I gasped and she pressed all of her weight into me, pinning me to the bed as her tongue explored my mouth.
“Shhh. I can be mum. Call me Trina baby” and again her kisses smothered me.
I lay there semi frozen as the figure of my daughter lay on top of me, and she moaned gently as I reached up and placed my hands on her hips.
She moved down slightly, poking her toes into the waistband of my shorts and straightening her legs until the shorts were round my ankles and her mound was up against mine and she slowly gyrated her hips, just like her mother used to do. I kicked the shorts off and groaned as I felt her heat on me.
I was beginning to get hard and Katie felt this and adjusted herself until her hot slot was pressed up against my stiffening cock, rocking her hips until she slid up and down the length of me and moaned as her clit pressed against my helmet.
I could hear the sound of her beginning to get wet and the slight squelch as she rotated her hips forward until my shaft pressed against her hole.
Without warning she began to kiss my chest and neck, moving lower as she went down my body with her mouth until I felt hot little fingers grip my hot cock and I gasped out loud and groaned.
Her lips trailed across my belly and the top of my pubic mound and her lips sucked at the skin, pulling at the flesh with her teeth until I roared out and bucked my hips up as I felt her mouth close over me and the pressure of her gentle suction on the head of my cock.
Two sucks later and it was too late, my cock erupting in her pretty mouth, my cum rifling into the roof of her mouth and as my balls emptied, she gave a loud “hmmmmmmmm” that I felt to my soul and I thrashed on the bed as she swallowed every drop of my cum, stroking her fingers firmly up my shaft to drain me completely.
As I lay there gasping and squealing, she suddenly rose and in a fluid motion, took the headboard of the bed in her hands and planted her soaking pussy onto my mouth, her knees either side of my head.
My hands automatically grabbed her butt cheeks and just like I’d done to her mother so many times, I pulled her to me as I licked and sucked and ate her pussy.
Katie writhed and moaned as my tongue invaded her, my lips stretching her clit and sucking it deep into my mouth.
She raised herself to her feet until she was squatting over me and with an almighty moan, she climaxed and her juices rained down on me. She tried desperately to break free but I held her until she had bent over backwards so far, I could no longer support her and she fell back between my thighs.
My cock was still rock hard even after being sucked dry and suddenly Katie rolled over onto her knees, her butt facing me. Tiny fingers reached from between her legs and gripped me and I watched as her pussy came down and impaled itself in my cock. I yelled out as I felt her take me all the way inside her and her gasp as she lowed herself down onto me until she sat on my pubic bone.
Slowly and moaning loudly, louder than her mother even, she raised herself right up to the very tip before sliding back down again and once more I cried out as I felt her pussy walls crush and devour me. Three more slow repeats and I could barely stand any more as she suddenly sped up and slammed herself down onto me. She grunted and growled and yelled as she battered her cunt down onto me before the inevitable happened and with one final push, she sat right down on me just as my balls exploded inside her. I could feel my helmet being squeezed by her cervix as my cock pumped and her walls contracted and we came together. She ground herself round and round until my fluid leaked from her body and soaked into my balls.
She leaned back onto my chest, the material of the negligé riding up over her belly and my hand automatically following until I held her tits.
Katie wrapped her arm round my head as she lay back on my chest, my hands massaging her tits as she panted and still ground her hips down, her hot soaking pussy still impaled on my cock.
I kissed her neck and she moaned again as she began to climax once more. The thing I found out about my teenage daughter was that, just like her mother, she needed to orgasm until she’d had enough and I thrust my hips up slowly, pushing myself into her until she grabbed my hair and began to cum again, her little pussy walls gripping my cock and letting it go as her orgasm took hold of her.
A sudden wave of lust also overwhelmed me and I suddenly rolled over, crushing her beneath me before pulling her up by the hips until she rested on her elbows, my knees pushing hers apart and my cock never leaving her grasping, squeezing hole. I drove deep into her and she grunted as though in pain as I penetrated as far as I could go.
Consumed with utter filthy lust now, I reached round her throat and pulled her head back as I pounded her, my hips hammering into the cheeks of her arse and the slapping sound getting louder.
I could feel the swell in the pit of my stomach as my cum began to build and surge, that ferocious feeling you get when you’ve already emptied your balls twice and you feel like your soul is about to separate from your body.
I could hear and feel her choking and grunting as she struggled to breathe and her fingers clawing at my hand as I suddenly roared and pumped my cum deep into her, her pussy gripping so tight as she orgasmed I thought I’d be crushed and with a cacophony of sound, we both collapsed onto the bed, chests heaving and screaming as we fought for air.
Several minutes later we were asleep, me still inside my daughter, her father’s cum leaking out and making a little pool on the sheet like her mother had done so many times before.
Hours later I awoke suddenly and as I opened my eyes, I stared straight into the eyes of Katie.
She smiled at me as she wrapped her arms around me and pulled herself towards me until our bodies touched, my cock on fire and smarting as it touched her skin.
“Hey baby. Want some breakfast? Wait here and we can eat it here together” and with that, Katie got out of bed, wrapping herself in her mum’s dressing gown before bending to kiss my face. “Did I feel just like mum?” she whispered and before I could answer, she skipped out of the room.
🔞 Sexstories.top 🔥 Sex Stories – Roleplay, Erotic Stories, Adult Stories 🕹️
#Abuse #Incest #Teen #Virgin