I found my daughter with her head in a cupboard, her cute little ass temptingly sticking out at me. I decided to give her a spank, claiming I'd thought she was her mom... but I never expected that she would choose to pretend, too!
I closed the door behind me, stepping out of my shoes, yawning and stretching after a long, frustrating day at work. A long week, really, and coming at the end of a particularly long month. I just wanted to sit down, relax, and not move again until Monday. I swear, if anybody called me to come in this weekend to fix somebody else's mistakes again, the whole damned office had better literally be on fire, or heads were going to roll!
There was an odd, metallic banging coming from the kitchen, and as I stepped around the corner, my mood instantly improved. My daughter, Miri, was down on her knees, her head and shoulders buried inside the cupboard next to the sink, searching for something. She must not have heard me come in, and I leaned against the wall, enjoying the sight. She was built just like her mother; short and slender, with long, wavy chestnut hair, gorgeous green eyes, small, perky breasts, and just the tiniest, cutest little round ass. I didn't feel guilty for staring, either; Miri was an unrepentant little flirt, always wearing her cutest, sexiest little outfits around me, snuggling up against me any chance she got, always trying to bait me into looking at things I shouldn't. I guess all young girls went through that phase, practising flirting on their daddies and the older men in their lives, before turning their attention to boys their own age. But Miri had never quite grown out of it... and for once, with her head buried in the cupboard where she couldn't see me looking, I was free to stare as much as I liked. She was wearing tiny, lime green workout shorts, and a midriff-revealing, stretchy white tank-top. She really did look so much like her mother, especially from this angle... which suddenly gave me a horrible, wicked idea!
I stepped closer, as quietly as I could. “Hey, babe... you're home early. What are you looking for in there?” I asked, just as if I were speaking to Brooke, reaching down to give her a sudden, stinging spank on her spectacular little ass, following it up with a nice, tight squeeze.
“Eeek!” she squealed in surprise, a loud thump echoing out from inside.
“Owww... sorry, babe!” I pretended to sympathize, gently stroking her ass by way of apology. “I didn't mean to make you hit your head... but when I saw you bent over like this... I just couldn't resist!” I dropped to my knees behind her, grabbing her with my other hand as well. “Think you can you forgive me?” I asked, my voice low and growly, positively dripping with sex!
She froze... but only for a moment. Then she wiggled her ass, side to side in my hands. That was a surprise! I'd only been expecting to get in one good slap, and maybe a little bit of a squeeze, before she'd announce herself, and I'd have had to apologize for mistaking her for her mother. I certainly hadn't expected her to go along with it, pretending that's who she really was!
“I guess I'll take that as a yes,” I chuckled, tightening my grip, kneading her tender, teenage flesh, making her moan. “God, babe... I just cannot get enough of this pretty little ass!” I purred to her, devouring her with my eyes as well as my hands. Did I dare do what I was thinking? I'd already gone this far... at this point, how could I not? “To say nothing of this sexy little gap between your thighs!” I said, slipping my hand between her legs, cupping her hot little teenage pussy, and giving her a soft, gentle squeeze.
She gasped, trembling at my touch. This was so, so wrong... but I just couldn't help myself! Miri told me everything, including the fact that she'd never done anything at all with a boy before. Knowing I was the first to ever touch her like this... I started rubbing her, barely able to restrain my own low, hungry moan. She started slowly rocking her hips, grinding herself against my hand.
I had to see her! Sooner or later she was going to come to her senses, and put a stop to this... I just had to see her before she did! I briefly abandoned her pussy, slipping my fingers under the waistband of her shorts at her hips, and under her panties as well. I yanked them both straight down to her knees, baring her completely, my eyes going wide. No... Miri was definitely not her mother! Her pussy was tiny, just a nearly-invisible little slit between delicate, fragile-looking pink lips! I started rubbing her again, skin on skin. She was so hot against my hand, and there was such incredible wetness seeping slowly from within! Any second now, I knew she was going to stop me... only she didn't. Not even when I started fingering her! I was pretending I thought she was her mother... but there was no denying she knew exactly who I was. She was letting her own father finger her amazing, tight virgin pussy... and from the moans coming out of the cupboard, she was loving every second of it!
I undid my pants, pulling out my cock. I was as hard as I could ever remember being... certainly harder than I'd been at any time since I'd been Miri's age! I nocked myself against her, rubbing gently up and down against her lips. Surely now she would say something to stop me... but no. She just spread her thighs, stretching her cute, blue cotton panties and green workout shorts as far as they would go between her knees. She arched her back, rolling her hips, presenting herself for me... and I gently pushed myself inside.
She whimpered adorably... God, she was tight, and I was sure I had to be hurting her. But whatever pain she may have been experiencing, there was no doubting her enthusiasm, pushing eagerly back at me in time with my thrusts! She was so, so wet, and I was sliding easily—deceptively easily, I was afraid. I had to keep reminding myself to take it slow, giving her time to properly adjust—regardless of what she seemed to be asking me for—before I could allow myself to go deeper.
I finally bottomed out, pushing in tight against her ass, the swollen head of my cock lodged against her firm, innermost wall. She fit me perfectly, just like she'd been made to order! Which I suppose she had, really. I couldn't believe I was actually fucking my own daughter... my sweet, innocent baby girl! It was so wrong, so forbidden... and so unbelievably, indescribably fucking hot!
She started gasping, shaking... I thought maybe I'd really started hurting her after all. But then she squealed, her pussy clenching rhythmically around my cock, and I understood.
“That's it, babe!” I growled, barely stopping myself from calling her 'baby', instead, as I remembered at the last moment I still had to pretend like she was her mom. “Cum for me! Cum all over this cock!”
I started fucking her harder, and faster, really giving her my all. She screamed, the clatter of pots and thumping of fists and elbows against wood telling me just how good it felt for her. I was getting closer too... but I wasn't going to warn her. If I warned her, that might finally break through the haze of what she was letting me do to her; she might admit who she was, and make me stop. I could not allow that to happen! I was too far gone, too lost in the absolute joy of my daughter's tiny little teenage pussy... the earth could have opened up beneath us at that moment, and I'd have ridden her straight down to hell as we fell, before I'd have been willing to pull out!
She finally finished, gasping and moaning... and I was nearly there. Just one more minute, just one more... I tightened my grip on her ass, holding her in place.
“Take it, babe!” I grunted, slamming in hard and deep, my cock pulsing almost painfully with the strength of my release. “Take my fucking cum!”
She wailed, shaking, kicking... not just an aftershock, but a second, full-blown orgasm, triggered by the feeling of her own father's steamy-hot cum bursting inside her, flooding into her unprotected, fertile teenage womb! I held on tight, riding her through it, wave after wave of my potent, incestuous cum filling her up. I finished, softly, lovingly stroking her hips and ass. She seemed to last forever, long after I was done, before she finally began petering out as well.
And then... the unavoidable moment of truth. I pulled out slowly, her adorable, disappointed whimper at the emptiness I left behind warming my heart. I stood and got out of her way, helping steady her as she backed out of the cupboard, and I helped her to her feet...
“Miri?” I gasped, in my best attempt at shock. I may have laid it on a little thick... but she'd just finished taking her very first cream-pie, and from her own father, no less! I doubted she'd notice if my acting chops weren't quite up to snuff.
“Umm... hi, Daddy,” she said, biting her lip, and staring nervously, guiltily down at a point half-way up my chest, a brilliant red blush filling her cheeks. I stroked her hair away from her face, gently lifting her chin until she had no choice but to look straight up into my eyes.
“Well... no wonder you felt so much tighter today!” I smiled warmly, and I guess the unexpectedness of the compliment, when she must have been expecting me to yell, startled her into a shy, involuntary laugh.
“I'm sorry, Daddy... I know I should have said something, to let you know it was me, I just—”
“Shhh...” I cut her off, lovingly stroking her cheek. “I'm glad you didn't, sweetie. If you'd said something, if I'd known... I would have had to stop!”
“What?” she breathed, so quiet I could barely hear her, her eyes going wide. So... I kissed her, hard, right on her mouth!
“Mmph!” she exclaimed. She froze... then melted against my chest, throwing her arms around my neck. I teased at her lips with my tongue, and she welcomed me eagerly, sucking on it, and swirling mine with hers. It wasn't until we were both panting desperately with lack of breath, that we finally let each other stop.
“This needs to stay our little secret, baby,” I murmured against her lips. “Nobody else can ever, ever know! But as long as it does stay a secret... you can be Daddy's obedient little fuck-toy, anytime Mommy isn't home! How would you feel about that?”
She gasped, and the look in her eyes alone was all the answer I needed.
“We'll need to do something about birth control, of course,” I chuckled as I cuddled her against my chest, softly kissing her hair. “As sexy as you'd look with my baby swelling this skinny little belly of yours... I'm pretty sure your mom would figure that out in a hurry!”
“Yeah,” she giggled sweetly. “But we're not using condoms, I'm telling you that right now!” she tilted her head to look up at me, a bashful, beautiful smile on her lips, and a serious determination in her eyes. “It felt so amazing, having you cumming in me... that is not something I'm willing to give up! It just isn't!”
“Agreed!” I laughed, reaching down to fondle her naked little ass.
“Good!” she purred, relaxing against my chest again, her eyelids fluttering closed in pleasure at my touch. “You'll need to pick me up a morning after pill... and then you need to set up an appointment for me, so I can get on something long-term. In the meantime... I guess you'll just have to pull out, and finish in my mouth, instead, until we know I'm safe.”
“I can work with that,” I teased, giving her a playful little pinch on her ass.
“Yeah, I just bet you can!” she giggled, nuzzling happily against me, and I held her tight. We had limited time until Brooke would be getting home... but we didn't need to start rushing quite yet. I could let myself just hold her for a while.
“Daddy?” she asked, some time later.
“Yes, baby?”
“Did you really think I was Mom the whole time?” she asked. “Or... did you figure it out part way through? And you just kept using that as an excuse, because by that point you'd decided you wanted to have sex with me, too, just like I did with you?”
“Does it matter?” I chuckled, leaning back a little, and staring down into her eyes. She bit her lip, shyly... and slowly shook her head.
“Good girl,” I praised, booping her softly on her nose, making her giggle, before bringing her head back to my chest, stroking my fingers through her hair. “Too smart for your own good, that's what you are!” I squeezed her tight. “But... this time, you're only partially right. The truth is, I never thought you were your mom.”
“Never?” she gasped in surprise, glancing up at me again, her shock so obvious on her features I couldn't help but laugh.
“Trust me, baby...” I said, reaching down to give her ass a squeeze. “I have spent more than enough time staring at your cute little asses to tell them apart! You're similar to her, for sure... very similar! But 'similar' doesn't mean 'identical'. I could tell you apart blindfolded, if I had to! When I saw you bent over like that, I was only expecting to get a spank and a bit of a squeeze out of the deal, before you'd squeal that it was actually you, and I'd have to apologize for the 'mistake' I'd just made. But when you decided to play along instead, and pretend you were really her... I just couldn't help myself!”
“Oh,” she said... then giggled. “I guess I was wrong, then... it does matter! And this makes it even better, that you actually knew it was me all along!” I laughed along with her, tilting her chin up for a soft, loving kiss.
“Shower time now, baby,” I told her. “We need to get cleaned up... can't afford for either of us to still be smelling like sex, when your mom gets home.”
“Can we share, Daddy?” she asked hopefully. “And... do you think you maybe have time to do me again, in the shower, before we have to start cleaning up for real?”
I laughed, and chased her through the house and up the stairs, pinching her butt and making her squeal all the way up and into the bathroom. We'd be cutting it a little closer than I preferred... but when she started playing with my cock in her hands, sexily biting her lip, I just couldn't deny her. I lifted her up, pinning her back against the tile, her sexy, slender legs wrapped around my waist. We started out kissing... but that barely lasted a minute, before we were doing little more than panting into each other's mouths. I came deep inside of her again, knowing it was likely the last time I'd be able to before we got her on birth control. Then we cleaned up for real, dried each other off, and got dressed. We went back downstairs and cuddled up on the couch together watching tv, for all the world just like any other day, waiting for Brooke to get home.
The three of us made and ate supper together, then cuddled right back up on the couch for Friday movie night, Brooke on my left and Miri on my right, just like always. I felt more than a little bit guilty about what I was doing... not because I was fucking my own daughter, for some reason I found I was actually strangely okay with that part of it. It was because I was cheating on Brooke like this, something I had never, ever thought I would do. But... she was always joking about how she needed to find herself a sister-wife, to help her keep up with my needs... Maybe, with enough time and careful prodding, I might eventually be able to turn those jokes of hers into a reality, and get her to invite Miri into our bed with us herself!
For now though... for now, Miri would have to remain my little secret. And as we sat there on the couch together, my beautiful teenage daughter snuggling tightly, lovingly against my side under my arm, knowing my cum was slowly oozing deeper and deeper inside her even as we sat there, millions upon millions of my potent, incestuous sperm relentlessly hunting for her vulnerable young eggs... I was totally fine with that!