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Living my Fantasy -1 Sex Story

#Incest #Mature

By 4everhorny

This is the true story of what happened between me and my daughter. The writer of this story guided me every step of the way to make this fantasy of mine happen for real. I requested her to write this story on my behalf since she already knew everything and made it happen. This story has been written in English for the benefit of the larger audience.

My name is Rajveer and I am 52yrs old retired army officer. I have been living alone for a while as my wife left me saying she could not stand me anymore. But the reality as I found out later was that she was in a live-in relationship with a boy who was doing his engineering studies.

I have a 31yrs old daughter Anjali who is married to Hansh and they have a 3yr old son. She is 5-7” in height with a figure of 38D-30-34 which I found out later. She stays an hour’s drive away from my house in the big city. Hansh has his own small business and my daughter is a housewife.

She comes every week to visit me for a few days or I go over to see her. We have had the usual father daughter relationship till this happened. Since the last two years Anjali has become more closer to me since Hansh started drinking heavily and they have been quarrelling often.

Couple of weeks back when she came she told me that she suspects Hansh to be having an affair with someone. She suspected this because off late he has been coming home very late almost every day.

Most of the times when she comes to stay for like a week at a stretch, it is after they would have had a big fight over his drinking habit. I did my best to calm her down saying “let’s give it some time Anjali, things might get better”.

Last week when she was here at my place for a few days, I overheard telling Hansh over phone that her son is not drinking all her milk and that is becoming a big problem for her.

So some more background about myself, since my wife left I have been keeping myself occupied by hanging out with friends and surfing porn or reading erotica. I have a very high sex drive but I am scared to go outside seeking paid sex so I resort to jerking off to relieve my frustration.

I am a big titty fan and have always been. Even my ex-wife had delicious 36D size tits and I enjoyed fondling, sucking, fucking doing just about everything you can do with a woman’s boobs. During these times I had read up a lot of incest stories.

I found them very arousing and now all my fantasies started revolving around my daughter. Even my daughter has 38D size boobs which I find difficult to avoid staring at. By now I had made up my mind that I was going to seduce my daughter, at least give it a try.

I discussed with my online friend about these stories and my fantasies and also my decision. After a lot of deliberations some ideas were brainstormed for my initial meeting because my daughter was expected the next morning.

Anjali had already told me that she was very upset with Hansh so wanted to spend at least a week with me. I gladly agreed hoping to get a chance at getting lucky with her. Now that someone was backing me with do’s and don’ts, it boosted my confidence greatly.

At around 10am Anjali arrived with her toddler wearing a light yellow saree. She was looking very beautiful and very sexy too. After greetings and pleasantries, she went to her room to get fresh. Then we settled in the living room with her on the sofa and me on the seat to her left.

She asked “so how have you been papa”? I replied “you know life is tough living alone but I am managing. Now that you are here I am sure things will be more lively”. She warmly smiled hearing this. Then we spoke about relatives and other general happenings for some time.

Then I asked “so how is Hansh”? Anjali replied “you already know that he has been drinking a lot every day and I am fed up with him. I don’t know how to fix this”. I said “don’t worry dear, papa is here to help you”.

Her expression changed at this, bubbling with happiness she said “yes papa, I know. You are my superhero”. I said “you are also so beautiful and intelligent dear”. Anjali blushed and replied “I am your daughter after all, so won’t I be intelligent and beautiful…”.

I said “can I ask you something dear”? She quickly said “yes papa”. I asked “is everything really okay between you and Hansh”? All the happiness vanished from her face, very sadly she said “yes papa everything is fine except for his drinking problem”.

I said “dear I am asking about your personal life with him”. She said “well Hansh barely spend any time with me. He is always outside and has been coming home very late”. I said “if there is something that you want to tell me then say it. Treat me as a friend instead of your papa”.

Anjali hesitated a lot, then she said “well let’s just say everything else is fine. Now can we talk about something else papa”? I continued “dear I am referring to your bedroom life because that is the first thing that takes a beating when the husband gets hooked to alcohol”.

Her face turned red with embarrassment, she slowly whispered “papa how do you expect me to discuss such things with you. If mom was around then it would have been easier”.

I replied “Anjali you very well know where mom is and she is never coming back. You also know how much I love you and will always have your back. So if looking at me as your best friend makes it easier then tell me everything”.

She again hesitated a lot then sighed saying “my bedroom life is nonexistent papa…”. Her eyes were already moist when she said this, so before she said anything more. I sat next to her and hugged her warmly.

While I genuinely hugged her to pacify her, the devil in me freaked out at the feel of her soft plump boobs pressing against my chest during the hug. After the hug she seemed more composed and we sat normally again.

I again pressed on her bedroom life but she quickly changed the topic. By now my grandson started crying, he was in her bedroom. It was time to feed him so she excused herself and went inside. I gave her a few minutes then went to her bedroom.

She was breastfeeding him while covering herself with a thick veil. We generally talked about other things. Then she said “papa, give me some time, I want to take a bath now”. I said okay and left from there.

Now I was horny and desperate to get a glimpse of her hopefully with less clothes on. So I mustered up some courage and went back after a good few minutes. Surprisingly her door was not locked and left ajar so I peeped inside.

To my luck Anjali stepped out of her bathroom with a towel wrapped around her holding what seemed like her freshly washed bra and panty. She had a second towel wrapped around her hair.

This sight was so erotic and mesmerizing because today was the first time I was seeing her like this. The towel around her was tucked in the valley between her big tits. Because of this the top half of her plump tits were on display.

This scene gave me an instant boner. Lucky me she did not turn towards the door or she would have caught me peeping. So before anything else could go wrong, I quickly rushed to my room and jerked off to a big load of cum.

After jerking off and getting more tips, I went back to her room. I knocked on her door even though it was ajar. I said “Anjali lunch is ready. Please come and have it”. She was very happy that I had prepared all her favorite dishes.

After lunch she retired to her room. I knocked again after I finished clearing the table and doing the dishes. Anjali said “come in papa”. I entered and sat on the chair opposite her. She was on the bed again feeding my grandson covered with a veil.

I saw she was wearing a night gown now. I started off with a normal conversation but slowly changed to her feeding problem. I asked “so what was the problem that you were mentioning to Hansh that your son is not drinking enough of your milk”?

Anjali was shocked listening to this, she said “papa how did you know about this”? I replied “last time when you were talking to Hansh I was passing by your door, so I accidentally overheard it”. She was clearly very embarrassed now.

She softly said “papa don’t worry. There is no such problem”. I was persistent, I said “you can tell me openly Anjali, maybe I will be able to help find you a solution”. She again said “don’t worry papa, I don’t have any problem”.

Seeing her unrelenting I decided to switch back to her bedroom life and asked her again about it. During all this, my grandson was noisily feeding on her nipple making slurping sounds. This sound was driving me even more horny.

With great difficulty I was trying to maintain my focus on our conversation. She said “papa please let’s talk about something else. Please understand I am not comfortable discussing my bedroom problems with you. I know how much you love me and can go to any length for my sake. But please let’s not talk about this”.

Keeping my guru’s advice in mind because we had already planned for this outcome, I changed the topic. I said “you have no idea how much loneliness has been killing me. There are times it drives me to depression”.

Anjali said “yes I understand papa, after mom left you have become very lonely. But dad and daughter should not be having such conversations”. I replied “if that is what is stopping you from talking to me freely then stop calling me papa. Look at me as your best friend Anjali”.

Anjali stayed quietly with a sad face. I made an equally sad puppy face saying “okay dear, it is clear that you don’t like me the way I like you. I know this is the reason you are talking to me like this. Please understand you are the only purpose of my life”.

She said “I understand papa, just that let’s not discuss my bedroom life. It makes me very uncomfortable”. I said “fine I will not ask again. But tell me about your feeding problem. I know it is troubling you and Hansh is not doing anything to help. Please tell me, I honestly want to help”.

Now she spoke after prolonged silence. She said “yes papa, I have a problem with feeding. My son does not drink all my milk and that makes my breasts hurt when they get full. I already know there is nothing we can do about that”.

To be continued….

Let me know how you liked this and I will post more parts, you can reach me on [email protected].




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By 4everhorny
#Incest #Mature

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