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Summer rolled into late Fall. Chelsey’s mom (my ex) hadn’t even called on her birthday. Brenda had married her boyfriend Manuel weeks after moving to his home country of Chile a couple years ago and quickly gotten pregnant and had twins. Since then she had progressively shown less and less interest until the calls stopped entirely. Chelsey didn’t seem to notice that her mom had ceased contact since they weren’t close in the first place. I didn’t care either. If Brenda had found happiness then it was fine by me.
One small respite brought by the cooling weather was that my daughter wasn’t constantly wearing skimpy bikinis around the house which only amplified my lurid thoughts about her. But the short night shirts, tight shorts and weekly views of that sexy teen body in bra and panties was more than enough to almost always make Chelsey the focus of my daily masterbation sessions. It didn’t help that I still hadn’t found a woman since my last partner dumped me.
She had to know she was teasing me and along with my lust it made me a little angry. I’m obviously not parent of the year material but I’m trying to be a decent father and her enticing me was slowly but surely breaking down my self control. I was in the laundry room one day when Chelsey walked in fresh out of the shower in her underwear. When she leaned up against me digging through some clothes I not only got a full whiff of her freshly scented skin, but also a direct view down the lovely valley between her tits. My hands came up of their own accord and I just barely stopped myself from grabbing her. A couple minutes later one of those hands was milking ropes of cum from my cock into the toilet as I whispered her name. If I wasn’t agnostic I’d ask God to help me but I’m not sure even he could suppress my incestuous desire.
A couple Saturday’s later me and Chelsey were about to cook up some steaks for dinner after she uncharacteristically volunteered to help me with yard work all day. Not only was the workload lessened but I was treated to wonderful views of her in her cut off jeans and a candy bar logo T shirt I wouldn’t let her wear in public that said, “Mounds. Rich and delicious”. I showered first to start dinner and after Chelsey showered she joined me in the kitchen to make the salads. She was wearing yellow baggy Bermuda shorts with a loose T shirt and my well trained eyes could tell she skipped the bra. It kind of surprised me that such a beautiful girl hadn’t gotten another boyfriend yet but it was almost always nice to have her around so I didn’t mind.
After dinner I was planning on several whiskeys on the rocks and Chelsey asked if we could open a bottle of cold duck sparkling wine which she absolutely loved. When my daughter turned 18 she was an adult so I decided she should be allowed to drink. And as with other things, I figured she would do it anyway so at least I’d be around to watch her. After making myself a drink I retrieved a bottle of the duck from fridge and opened it before we streamed some dopey romantic comedy movie. We lounged on the couch laughing and critiquing the movie as she drank the wine and I polished off a few more whiskeys. We even paused the movie to share a joint on the back patio. By the time the movie was over at 11pm both of us were pretty fucked up and Chelsey asked if I would open another bottle for her. The fact she drank a whole bottle herself didn’t fully register on me and I also didn’t think about what happened inside the fresh bottle when I dropped it on the carpeted floor retrieving it from the pantry.
I popped the plastic cork in the kitchen with Chelsey standing next to me. In the instant the cook rocketed across the kitchen into the living room it registered in my alcohol soaked brain what was about to happen. I turned around to face the sink and as I swept past my daughter a geyser of the red carbonated liquid shot out directly into her chest. Instead of aiming the mouth of the bottle into the sink I panicked and tried to stem the flow with my hand which only succeeded in dispersing it all over her upper body. “Aahhh!!” She screamed. I finally got the wine in the sink as her scream became a hysterical laugh. “Oh, baby I’m sorry!” I said but in return she just drunkingly laughed harder and hugged me. The liquid had its effect and when she pulled away I could clearly see her nipples poking through the now mostly transparent white T shirt. “That was fun daddy!” Chelsey giggled as she grabbed the bottle out of the sink and tipped her head back to chug the last of what was left in the bottle. As she did her big melon breasts were plastered to her shirt in all their glory. I was so entranced that I didn’t notice that she was now looking at me ogling her magnificent chest. With a mischievous grin on her face my daughter put the bottle down and seductively pinched her nipples through the wet shirt. “You did that on purpose.” she said with a smile. Before I could respond she said, “I gotta take a shower now.” and stumbled off to her room using the furniture and walls for support as she did so.
Some cold duck soaked into my shirt from Chelsey hugging me so I took it off, rinsed it, and used it to wipe off the kitchen floor. While on all fours I saw her cross the hallway between her bed and bathroom wearing only a pair of panties with just an arm crossed covering those tits that were in my face moments ago. She looked at me and blew a playful kiss and drunkenly laughed. “She’s killing me.” Moments later I was out back in the darkness the cool air on my chest my hand pumping my cock thinking about what I just saw. It only took a couple minutes and I was ejaculating onto the freshly cut grass. The last thing I remembered before passing out on the couch was the sound of the shower running.
I woke a couple hours later at 1am still fairly drunk. The house was quiet. Making my way to the bathroom I took a long piss with Chelsey’s tits still in my thoughts and my prick stiffened, but another jerk session in bed before going to sleep would take care of that. Chelsey’s door was closed so considering how wasted I let her get I decided to check on her to make sure she was ok. Her room was lit by a nightlight and more illumination from the hall streamed in when I quietly opened her door.
She had showered but was not in her bed but laying on it sideways across the foot of the queen size mattress her legs partially hanging over the edge. What’s more she was just wearing a bath towel. The towel was tucked into itself just above her left breast with the lower edge halfway up her right thigh. The towel had fallen away on her left side leaving her bare from the pretty painted toenails of her left foot up that toned smooth leg with her left hip exposed but just enough of the right side towel to deny me a view of her pussy. “Like a pornographic version of Sleeping Beauty.”
She was fast asleep with barely audible snoring coming from her open mouth. “She’s fine Jack you can leave her there to sleep it off.” But I couldn’t make myself close the door and go to my own room. My daughter just looked too sexy for me to take my eyes off of her plus her vulnerable state had me thinking some seriously devious thoughts that went beyond a regular jerk session in my room. Staring down at her I found myself rubbing my erect penis through my basketball shorts. “She sleeps like a log when she’s sober so with all the alcohol she could probably sleep through the house burning down around her.”
I shucked my shorts and underwear off in front of me and started stroking my cock which was now at its full 7 inches. “I owe myself this. It will be so much better than jerking off in bed I’ll just spew on my shorts and no one will be the wiser.” After just a few moments I got a little braver and stepped forward several feet until I was right over my drunken little princess who had been actively and passively dangling her sexuality in my face for the last two years.
I had to see her. Slowly reaching down to where her towel was folded into itself I gently pulled on the right side and to my great delight the whole remaining left side fell away leaving Chelsey totally exposed except for her right tit down her center to just below her pubic area. It was the first time I had actually seen her bare breast and it had my mouth watering. Since she was on her back it was like a symmetrical dome topped with a silver dollar size areola with a pencil eraser nipple in the center. Pulling more exposed her right breast which was equally beautiful. They were just perfect down to the blue blood vessels and the way they rose and fell with her breathing.
My slightly trembling hand slid down my daughter’s abdomen-fingers under the towel. So many times I had stolen glances at her crotch whether in tight jeans or panties or in the skimpiest of bikinis. Now was the time. Very slowly I pulled the cloth back and let it silently fall away leaving Chelsey completely naked just inches in front of me. Her pussy was shaved clean the area around it baby smooth likely from the laser treatments I paid for. Never money better spent. Her mother’s vagina was flat to her body just a conservative girlish cleft between her legs with a sizable amount of hair above it that Brenda kept trimmed just enough that a modest bathing suit would cover her bush. Chelsey had more of a mound with pronounced tan labia just big enough to be sexy but not the roast beef look that turned me off. Absolutely stunning. I couldn’t help but be proud I had been a part of creating such a beautiful creature.
“Just jerk off on your shorts, cover her up and have the memory” the fading rational side of me thought. But I just stood there holding my dick staring down on her. “Fuck it, she won’t know.” Her right leg was already spread with the lower half below the knee dangling off the foot of the bed. I leaned over and slowly but firmly pushed her left leg out opening up her pussy all while watching her for for any sign she was waking. Nothing. “That’s it, keep sleeping my little slut.” I reached down with my right hand and gently pressed the back of my index finger between her labia feeling the warmth and moisture of her sex.
Keeping a small amount of pressure, I made small ovals inside the little canyon between Chelsey’s labia with my second knuckle brushing over her hooded clit at the top of each circuit. After a couple minutes I withdrew my finger and sucked it into my mouth tasting my daughter’s musky but sweet cunt. “Oh fuck baby” I whispered. She was in a perfect spot for me to kneel on the floor and bend forward to get my face up against that perfect teen pussy so that’s just what I did. I was on an autopilot now that was controlled by an overwhelming determination to quench the sexual fire my daughter had stoked since the day I picked her up at the airport.
I took my time running my tongue up and down her labia, pressed it into her hole, and eventually settled in to gently flick and tease her clitoris. Still she slept. I was in no hurry. I could have eaten this beautiful vagina for hours. Her clit immediately hardened and within a few minutes she started to get wet and I heard the first moan escape her. Like a panther creeping up on its prey, I climbed up on the bed and slowly hooked my arm behind Chelsey’s left knee and lifted it up bringing her ass up where I wanted it.
No one in their right mind would think they could get away with what I was about to do but my lust and the alcohol had shut off any sense of reason. I was now consumed with the singular purpose of fucking my daughter tonight no matter the consequences.
Balancing myself on my knees and lifting Chelsey’s hips while positioning the pre cum covered head of my cock at her entrance was a bit of a struggle. But as I pushed myself past her labia my dick sunk into a pocket at her entrance. It was then I was able to lower myself down still holding her left leg up while supporting my upper body with my left arm. I was now on top of her with our stomachs touching but my upper body hovering above.
“I can do this. She’s out cold just go slow and she’ll never know.”
Little by little I added pressure pushing forward and ever so slowly my daughters cunt accepted my cock. So silky, warm, and wet. More pressure and about one third of my seven inches was inside my little girl. Slight pushes and pulls brought pleasure to my aching cock and Chelsey was now making barely audible moans and facial expressions like she was having a nice dream. “That’s it baby. It’s all just a pleasant dream.” I was halfway inside her now. “I have her! I finally get to fulfill the object of my fantasies.”
But at that instant the fantasy ended as Chelsey’s eyes fluttered open and she tried to orient her foggy brain to what was happening. “W-W-What!?…Dad, what’s going on? Dad what are you doing!?!” She immediately started to struggle so I dropped the full weight of my upper body down pinning her to the bed.
“It’s OK baby it’s OK!”
“No! No! Dad you’re… You’re fucking me!!”
I was already busted so there was no way I was going to be denied taking her. Chelsey wasn’t a weak girl but I was much stronger and as a flash of anger came upon me I grabbed her neck with my left hand as my right arm forced her knee back towards her shoulder. I squeezed her throat hard enough to cut off air slightly and through clenched teeth hissed, “
You’ve been teasing me for the last two fucking years and now the teasing is over!” The look of bewilderment in her eyes was replaced by fear which was replaced by shock as I buried myself balls deep into my only child.
Chelsey made a “O” with her lips and a “whaaah” sound came from her as she sucked in two lungs full of air and those big soft melon breasts pushed up into me. At that moment any fear or shame for what I was doing evaporated, replaced with a determination to consummate our incestual union. I leaned in close enough that our noses were almost touching and softly but firmly said, “Baby, this is going to happen whether you like it or not so be a good girl and don’t fight me.” She looked back at me her inebriated watering eyes pleading for mercy her lower lip quivering but she could see there would be no clemency given by me. Her eyes blinked rapidly a tear running out of one side and then my daughter clamped her eyes shut and turned her head resigning herself to being fucked by her father. Good girl.
Releasing my hand from her throat I hooked my left arm behind her other knee lifting her hips and bringing our groins up into better alignment. I slowly pulled my cock almost all the way out wary of any attempt by her to squirm out from under me and then, taking my time, pushed back in. The only feeling that equaled this was when I lost my virginity to her mother at 16. No, this was better. This wasn’t some frantic unskilled rutting with the first girl that would let me inside her. As twisted as it sounds, this was more intimate. I only wished that Chelsey was a virgin so I could be the man that ushered her into womanhood. How many men throughout history had had that honor? The world would condemn me for this even though many had done or wished they had done the same thing. Hell, in the heat of a fuck one older married woman I was with told me her uncle had taken her virginity at 13 and started talking dirty to me like I was him clearly reliving a cherished memory.
The orgasm earlier was a Godsend because it removed any urgency and gave me the control I needed to do what I now wanted. And that was to not only cum deeply inside my daughter but if possible make her enjoy it hopefully even give her an orgasm. I settled into a few minutes of leisurely fucking and positioning my cock to rub against Chelsey’s clit and as I studied her face, I could see that her eyes were still closed, but not as tightly. Her lips weren’t pursed together, but open a little as she took sharp shallow, uneven breaths.
“My little girl is starting to enjoy this.” Even if she wants to hate it, her young, hormone filled body-primed for breeding was responding to this stimulation. Like many teenage girls Chelsey had put her sexuality at the forefront of her life, relishing the attention, power, and validation it brought her. But now her body was turning the tables on her. Like the gradual acceleration of the wheels and struts on an old steam locomotive, I was increasing the speed of my thrusts and now leaned in and started lightly kissing and licking her neck and ear. I wanted to talk dirty to my baby telling her I know she’s a perverse, dirty little whore that always wanted her daddy to violate her, but figured that might be too much. Better to concentrate on bringing her pleasure and let her come to me.
Her mouth was now fully open with deeper even breaths and her head turned halfway towards me, those two hazel eyes lazily staring ahead through partially open lids. A few minutes more and I released the hold on her legs and planted my arms on the mattress to give myself more leverage, but not before pushing on the outside of her calves. She got the message and willingly hooked her ankles together in the small of my back making it even easier to piston in and out of that slick juicy cunt. “That’s it sweetheart. You know you like this” I thought. I was now jackhammering into Chelsey, grunting with each stroke as my shaved balls slapped against her labia.
But I had to maintain control. My daughter was now letting out a, “uhh” “uhh” with every pump into her. Her muscular legs started to pull herself into each thrust. She grabbed and squeezed my shoulders. And then her head turned to face me. I could see the unmistakable look of desperate needy lust in her eyes. It was then that she kissed me. Not a tentative closed mouth peck but a hungry, tongue wrestling sloppy kiss. She even let out a low primal growl.
“Think of baseball scores, carpets. Anything to keep from cumming before she does.” I have found some women can tick off several orgasms while fucking and others need an act of Congress to get off. Chelsey was showing all the signs of an impending orgasm. She had soon stopped kissing me and was now panting hard and repeating, “oh fuck!” “oh fuck!” “oh fuck daddy!” as her body was losing motor skills like most women do just before they cum. It was then that my beautiful baby buried her face in my neck and let out a loud long “eeeahhh” squeal-her whole body shaking around me as the orgasm washed over her. “That’s it sweetheart, cum for me.” I whispered in her ear. With that I was free to pound her with abandon and half a minute later I sunk myself as deep as I could and had the most satisfying climax ever, pumping every drop of cum as deep as possible into her womb.
Chelsey fell away from me all the life seemingly out of her body. We were both sweating like we finished a run and I could barely muster the strength to lift myself off her as my shrinking cock was pushed out of her flushed, swollen pussy. Now that the heat and frenzy of sex was past the alcohol and fatigue from a long day closed in on us. I staggered to my feet and took one last look at my sexy daughter her body glowing in post carnal heat. She barely had her eyes open as I folded the comforter over her and gave her a gentle kiss. “I love you baby.” By the time I had my shorts picked up and was closing the door, a soft snore was escaping her lips. I had barely hit my pillow before falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.