Getting closer with my Daughter

My epithet is Henry M. Robert Peterson. I 'm 45 days old. I live in a small town. I live in the cliché of small town. Not very much to do. Not much to see. It 's a place you pass through and do n't recall.
I 'm married with one daughter. My wife 's name is Bonnie and my daughter is Stacy. We where never a tight family. I work 60 time of day a hebdomad so I 'm never home. Bonnie is very active agent with our daughter. Taking her to shoal, PTA get together, bake sales event etc.
Stacy was always just the middling humble Ithiel Town daughter. She was a cheerleader for many year. Always got honest grades. Our syndicate was always as formula as could be. We where the character of family you would see on TV.
Stacy and I where never close. We never really connected as Father-God and daughter. She was into pop music cheerleading and boys. I was into window pane, fixing cars and sports. Not to much in common there.

I knew she cared about me and she knew I cared about her but it was never said. I was raised the Saami way and so was my father. The man went out and worked difficult for the crime syndicate to allow. And that was the way of showing his love.
Bonnie knew that me and Stacy were n't close. And I think it upset her deep down. She wanted us to be closer. portion out some interests and know about each early 's living.
So one dark when I came rest home from work, Bonnie sat me down at the table. Her oculus looking like she wanted to cry. She started saying that me and Stacy hardly knew each early. And how she wanted us to attachment and be close. I understood her concern, but told her our kinship was just fine. Bonnie was n't having it. She told me to produce an crusade to get to know my daughter better. She suggested we have a father daughter day, just to view up. A share of me knew she was right. I could n't key out two likes of Stacy 's.

So I reassured Bonnie that I would verbalize to Stacy and establish a father daughter day. She hugged me with tears of joy in her eyes.
I did n't know what me and Stacy would do, or even how I would even bring it up to her. So I decided I would sleep on it.
After a good Night sleep I woke up feeling refreshed, like a new man. I jumped into the shower bath then got dressed. I headed downstairs grabbed a cup of coffee and just sat on our porch. It may possess been a diminished town, but it was very unruffled and passive first affair in the morning.

Just as I was starting to feel tot cloud nine Bonnie came on the porch. Her first words before good cockcrow where `` did you lecture to Stacy yet ? '' My total bliss just turned to anxiety. I told her I did n't blab out to Stacy yet. The look on Bonnie side was of sheer disappointment. I hated to see her upset. So I told her I would go talk to her rightfield now. I got up went into the menage and headed upstairs.
I went to Stacy 's room and knocked on the threshold. There was no answer. I called out hear name, still no answer. At this period I was a bit concerned. So I opened the room access and walked in.
The next matter I saw could only be described as entire electrical shock. Stacy was laying in bed totally naked. She had headphones on and her iPad next to her. On the iPad was porn and she was playing with herself. I did n't know what to do or what to say. A second later I did n't have to say anything. Stacy opened her oculus and saw me standing there. She let out a wow, followed by throwing the covers over herself.

'' Oh my god dad what are you doing in here ? '' She said. I was speechless. I had no words. My mouth was moving but zilch was coming out. She insisted I leave right away and I did as she asked. I walked down the stairs in horror and daze.
I just caught my daughter playing with herself. I felt guilt and disgrace. But I knew I could n't pull up stakes thing like this. I turned around and walked back up the stairs to her way. I knocked on the door and this time hold for her to tell me to fall in.
I sat on the bed. Neither of us knew what to say. It was the elephant in the room that nonentity wanted to speak about. I figured being the parent I should start the dialogue. Stacy what you where doing its, not a big deal it 's. She cut me off right there. `` Dad this is so embarrassing I do n't want to talk about it. '' I did n't hiding from this was the veracious thing to do. So I kept talking.

Stacy it 's ok. I know what you where doing and it 's ticket. We all do it. I do n't think of you any different. I 'm not upset. And you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Stacy looked at me with seismic disturbance. `` Really ? Your cool with this ? '' Yes I am I replied. It 's no big business deal.
We looked at it each former and just started to laugh. It was the maiden metre me and my girl had a respectable laughter together. I felt like we had a bonding moment. I stood up and headed for the door. Just as I was about to pass on Stacy say something. `` time lag, dad one question '' I said what 's up kiddo ? She said, `` Did you at least like what you saw ? '' I stood totally still. I was n't capable to move. Just as I was about to answer Stacy bursted out laughing. I gave an uncomfortable gag back to her then left her room.
I do n't experience if this counted as bonding in Bonnie 's eyes, but I was going to drive it. Me and my daughter where able to talk and jest about sex. I 'd say that 's not something most parents and kids can do.

After a few minutes the shock of the unanimous affair seemed to wear thin off. I grabbed another cup of coffee and headed to the garage. I had a few projects to take concern of, and this was pretty much the only day I had complimentary to do them. I grabbed some tools out on some Elvis and got to work. A few minute later Bonnie walked into the garage. She gave me a kiss and said she was headed out to do some shopping, and would n't be back for a few hours. Like I mentioned before we live in a small Town. When you go shopping it takes 60 minutes just to get the the grocery store. She left the garage and I got back to work.
About twenty minutes later, Stacy came walking into the service department. This was a bit out of place because Stacy came no where near dirt filth or tools. She walked over to me and the car I was working on.
She asked what I was doing. This was even more odd. Stacy never cared about this stuff before. I told her I was checking the valve clearance. She looked at me like I had various heads. I knew she did n't understand anything about cable car.

I told her she could hang out and keep an eye on but I was n't going to explain the interior works of a car to her. She laughed and said ok. I continued to mould on the car and she just watched.
We were n't talking a good deal but the sounds of window pane playing in the background where tuning out the silence between us. Finally Stacy started to ask questions. `` Dad how old where you when you met mom ? '' Was her first dubiousness. I told her we met when we where 17. Our finish year of high school school. She then asked `` When did you light in dear with mom ? '' I was n't totally sure the accurate second, but I 'd say after a yr of dating we both knew.
She seemed very interested in me and Bonnie 's meeting and dating. But I was happy to answer. The companionship was variety of nice. She then started to giggle. She said `` ok I have another motion but you have to respond, promise. '' I had no cue what the doubtfulness could be, but I promised her I would suffice.

'' When did you and mom first get sex ? '' This was n't a question I was expecting. But I was n't embarrassed by it so I answered. We had sex six month after we met. It was at our prom. I got a hotel way.
Seeing that I was n't getting ashamed by the questions, Stacy started to give up a bit. `` I have n't had sex yet, I 'm still a virgin ''. Do you think I should wait dad ? I was n't sure the redress way to serve this question. I thought for a minute, then gave the generic answer. wellspring honey, you will know when it 's correct. It will just feel right. I smiled in my point. That was the good dad answer.
Stacy now feeling confident that I was n't going to judge her part to go more in item. `` I have messed around with a few hombre but nothing serious ''. I was taken back for a minute. I knew she was probably up to this stuff but now it was confirmed.

I then asked her, what is your definition of messing around ? Her typeface turned red for a second. `` Dad I 'm not going to go into contingent ''. I responded with its not a big pot, we can talk about this stuff. I wo n't be mad. I could see the look of relief on her face. `` well ok I guess if you wo n't be mad. I gave a guy a handjob. ''
Well that was it. It was now out there. I knew my daughters intimate history. But the funny matter was, I was n't mad. I was n't upset I was n't even embarrassed. I was a little off on.
She was no retentive my girl. She was a sexual being. I now knew she gave a guy a handjob, and she played with herself watching porn.
I started asking her some of my own head. Did you like giving that guy a handjob ? I asked. She responded without reluctance. `` It was fun, he really enjoyed it. '' I was n't for certain if she was going to answer my next query, but I asked anyway. Did the guy do anything for you ? She paused, then gave me the result. `` Yeah he licked my pussy, it was amazing. She then laughed and said `` I ca n't believe I just said that to my dad ''. I let her cognise that it was fine and nothing was off limits.

She seemed relieved. My next interrogative seemed like an obvious one. Did he give you an orgasm ? She shook her head no. I was puzzled by this. So he licked your pussy and it was amazing but you did n't have an climax ? `` Yeah, it felt really good and I liked it a lot but I could n't get totally comfortable.
I could understand where she was coming from. It took Bonnie years to have an coming with me. The questions rushed through my head. The more Stacy opened up the more I wanted to screw. And hey this was bonding. In a way. `` So you jerked a guy off and he eat you out. Did you do anything else ? Stacy bit her lip. `` fountainhead I always wanted to burn out a guy. But I 'm kinda scared. I have no clue what I 'm doing. I watch a clump of porn to try and get a line. ''
Now dirty thoughts where bouncing around in my mind. I started to forget the fact that she was my daughter and was picturing her blowing me. The more I thought about it the less I saw a girl. I saw a aphrodisiac young womanhood. Right around this point Stacy 's speech sound rang. She took it in the other room. I cranked up my music and tried to get back to work.

She came back into the garage a few minutes later and told me she was going out with some friends. I told her to deliver a good time. As she left I could see her ass from the corner of my eye. It looked great in the right blue jean she was wearing. She must throw dropped something because the next thing I knew she was bending down. I was no longer using my peripheral device vision to check out out her ass. I turned my drumhead fully to get a good looking and I was n't disappoint because as she bend down he panties route up. She was wearing a wild blue yonder thong. It looked silky. She stood back up and I quickly turned my head so she would n't see me.
I was totally hornlike. The glimpse of Stacy 's G-string, with the fact that I knew her complete sexual history had me hot and bothered. I knew I had to do something.

I thought for a bit and it hit me. Bonnie was out shopping. Stacy was out with acquaintance. I was going to jerk off. And I was going to think about my daughter when I did it.
I packed up my tools, washed up and quickly went upstairs. On my way to the bedroom I pasted Stacy 's room. A dirty idea popped into my head. What if I jerked off in Stacy 's room ? This added another component of erotic to it. I opened her room access and walked in. The room smelt like the perfume she was wearing. I walked slowly to the bed. As I got closer I could see a wad of clothes on the floor. I bent down to take a closer feeling and discovered something that almost made my meat full stop.
Stacy 's worn step-in where on the top of the pile. It was a thong just like the one she was wearing except this one was red. Filled with expectation and overwhelmed by my sexual desire, I picked up the G-string. I sat on her bed and just inspected them. They where soft, they smelt like perfume and they where tiny.

Stacy was a very petite fille. She could n't have weighed Sir Thomas More then 105 pounds. So diminutive panties was pattern for her I surmise. I then undid my pants, pulled them to the primer coat and took them off. I was sitting on my girl bed with my trouser off. My nitty-gritty was pumping a geographical mile a second. I then took my dick out of my underclothing and started to jerk off.
I brought Stacy 's thong finisher to my face and rubbed it against my nozzle. It smelt like her. It smelt like slit. The aroma was intoxicating. It was something new. It was something taboo. I jerked off more aggressively the more I smelt Stacy 's cunt on the panties.
I was about to cum. I laid back on Stacy 's bed and blew my load. It shot halfway up my chest. Not thinking, I used the first thing I saw to clean up. Stacy 's thong. By the time I realized it, I had covered the thong with my cum. This was not going to be skillful for me. It was quite cleared something that she did n't put there was on her underclothes. I quickly put my underclothes and knickers back on. I stuffed the flip-flop in my pocket and got out of Stacy 's room.

touch sensation both guilty and slaked, I decided to snap up a beer and lay in bed. I grabbed a cold beer stripped down to my underwear and got into bed. I turned on the TV and found a football biz on. I pounded down the beer and started to slow down. I must has fallen a slumber because the next thing I knew Bonnie was waking me up.
She told me she made a big dinner for Stacy and I. So I should get up and conjoin them. I walked down stairs to the dinning elbow room and took a see at the tabular array. The three of us started to spill about our day. Bonnie complaining about the prices of thing at the storehouse and Stacy talking about how her and her champion went to the plaza.
As they talked I just sat back and zoned out. I started to imagine Stacy in the lash that I had jerked off to. How the back went up her stern. The strawman part that laid up against her kitty-cat. And how her puss juice was probably all over it. I was finding it hard to pore on anything else.

Luck for me Stacy got a text. She asked us if she could go hang out with some friends. Bonnie said it was ok as long as she did the washing first thing in the morning. Stacy agreed, and was on her way. Bonnie and I continued to eat dinner. With Stacy gone I could finally get my mind off of her and the pantie.
We finished dinner and Bonnie cleared the dish antenna. I went into the living room turned on the biz and enjoyed another beer.
About a time of day later Bonnie joined me in the sustenance room. She sat next to me on the couch. She put her weapons system around me. She hated sports so she grabbed the remote and started flipping channels.

She found a flick that looked interesting and we started to learn. The movie was pretty boring. Same thing you 've seen one thousand of times over. Guy and girl love story. I was beginning to partition out when the two lead reference started taking each other 's clothes off. Finally it was getting good. Feeling kittenish and knowing Stacy was out of the house I slowly put my hand on Bonnie 's stomach. I slowly moved up her shirt to her bra. I put my hand up her bra and started to spiel with her mamilla. I could tell apart she was liking it because it got hard.
This was all I needed. I then put my paw down her jeans and started rubbing her pussy over her panties. She knew what I wanted. She grabbed my hand and said lets go upstairs. I had another idea in mind. I told her Army of the Righteous do it right here on the couch. We had the house to ourselves. Why not ?

She agreed and we started to peel each other. Seemed like we got nude pretty fast. We only had sex about once a month so we both wanted it pretty bad. She got on top of me and sat on my shaft. She was really wet and I was hard as a rock'n'roll. She continue to twit me. The following thing I hear is `` OH MY GOD, WHAT THE shtup ? '' I turned my head and standing there was Stacy. Bonnie jumped up and threw a cover on us. `` Stacy what the inferno are you doing here ? '' Stacy looked at us both and said `` I got bored so I decided to descend home. '' Why are you jest at fucking in the living room. '' I could see Bonnie was pissed. This was our time, the once a month we have sex and Stacy ruined it. `` Stacy go upstairs. '' Stacy left the room and went upstairs. Our nighttime was pretty much done. Bonnie was no longer in the mood. She gave me a kiss and said she was going to bed. There went my night.

I grabbed a beer put the game back on and tried to block the unharmed matter. A few hr later I heard Stacy coming down the stairs. As I saw her walk by I could see she had the laundry. She put the clothes in the wash. And came at sat with me.
We made small public lecture for a few mo. Just as I stood up and was getting ready to go to bed Stacy stopped me.
She took something out of her pocket. It was her lash. The one I had jerked off to early. Neither of us said a word. I figured I good start talking. I was going to tell her the true statement.

Stacy, I went in your room before, found those on the flooring and jerked off with them. Stacy looked at me. `` It 's covered in cum. Did u cum on them ? '' Feeling guilty I just kept telling her the truth. No I was smelling then and rubbing them against my look, then I came. I was so out of it I just used them to clean up. Stacy looked at the panties then she looked at me. I did n't know what she was going to say following. My heart was pounding. `` These where my favorite couple of scanty. '' Then she started laughing hysterically. I started to express mirth as well. But my joke was a nervous one. `` Dad I do n't care it 's not a big deal. '' Like you said, we can peach or joke about anything, but you do owe me a new thong. '' She got up gave me a kiss on the impertinence and handed me the soiled thong. `` I 'm a size 2 for when you buy me the new one. Then she went off to bed. I was so take over. She did n't handle I used her panty to jerk off.

I had enough excitement for one day so I decided to go off to bed as well. The succeeding morning I was awoken by the alarm. 6am acute. I had another long week ahead of me. I jumped in the shower then got dressed. Grabbed my good morning deep brown, kissed Bonnie goodbye and was off to work. The whole drive to work it felt like I had something on my thinker. I could n't put my finger's breadth on it. Did I forget something ? Where all the bills paid ? I just could n't estimate it out. I pulled to a crosswalk and stopped for the red light. As I glared up at the sun it hit me. I had a dream about Stacy last night. It was intimate. As I kept driving, Sir Thomas More and more of the dream started to unravel. I was in the service department working on my car. Stacy snuck up behind me. I turned around and she was in a bath robe. She opened the gown to reveal she was wearing nix but her red thong. She took the robe off and dropped it to the ground.

She dropped to her knees, un did my pants and stuck my dick in her mouth. This was all I could recall. But it was enough because my peter was hard just from remembering it. I had to clear my mind. I had a full day of work to get through. Or did I ? I looked at my cadre earphone and it came to me. I could just call in gruesome. I had lots of spue days because I never called out. Usually I would n't but this seemed like an parking brake. I had to get my head right. I had to clear my mind. I knew Bonnie and Stacy would be out of the planetary house all day. So I could just relax and gather my intellection the unscathed day.

I grabbed my telephone and called work. I let them know I was n't coming in today. Then I made a B line for base. I pulled up to the house and saw Bonnie 's car was n't there. This is exactly what I needed. An empty-bellied home. I grabbed my affair and walked to the sign. As I entered I yelled Stacy 's figure. Just to realise for certain she was n't there. I got no reply this meant the house was mine for at least a few hours. I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. I looked at it then put it back. This was my day off I wanted something a bit harder. I walked into the dining room and to the liquor cabinet. I grabbed the feeding bottle of labourer Daniels and a burgeon forth glass. Me and the bottle where off to the living room. I sat down put on ESPN and poured a snap. This was just what I needed. Some JD and ESPN. I was very content. One barb turned to two then to four. By the time I realize it half the bottle was gone.

I had spent half the day crapulence and watching TV. But hey it was my day. My mind was n't thinking about Stacy or the dream anymore. This is just wanted I wanted to encounter. The future matter I know I hear samara in the door. Somebody was place. But I had a buzz going and did n't really deal. Shortly Stacy came walking into the living room. She was holding about six or seven udder. She greeted me and asked what I was doing home. I told her I called in sick. She found this odd since I never did it but did n't question me on it.
She spotted the half empty bottle of doodly-squat. `` Dad have you been drinking ? '' Yeah, I needed to unbend so I had a drink and that drink turned to a few crapulence. She started to laugh. Your drunk dad. I assured her I was n't imbibe. But had a beneficial buzz going. She grabbed the bottle and took a drink from it. It was like she was a pro. I asked her why did she look so natural doing that ? She told me her and her champion go drinking sometimes. I guess this was the new we can verbalize about anything human relationship we had going now. I did n't mind that she was drinking I was her age when I started drinking so it was n't a big muckle.

So I sat and drank with Stacy. The more I drank the more I talked. At some point I let it slip that I had a intimate dream that I was ashamed of. She started to question right away. Who was it about ? What was it about ? I did n't want to tell her. But she pushed. And impart a little sot I finally spelt it. Well Stacy it was about you. She looked at me and laughed. `` Yeah mightily dad. Come on tell me who it 's really about. '' I stayed tranquilize. She then realized it was n't a joke. `` You had a sex dream about me ? Ok narrate me all about it. '' I really did n't desire to tell her. But once again she pushed. So I did. Well in the dream. I was working in the garage, then you came in and snuck up behind me. When I turned around you where in a bathrobe. Then you opened it and took it off. You where only wearing your red G-string. `` Is that it ? '' She asked. wellspring no you started to suck my shaft. But that 's all I can remember. She did n't seem upset or mad or grossed out. Which was just. I 'm sorry Stacy. Me seeing you playing with yourself, the sex talking, the pantie. It all just slipped into my psyche and meshed together in a pipe dream.

'' Well I think it 's flattering that you find me so attractive. I 'm able to move around a man on, not one of these losers my age. Anything turns them on. '' Tell you what you stay here and I will be right back '' Stacy grabbed her bags and went upstairs. I just sat there and finished the last of the Jack. I was feeling pretty good from the combination of the inebriant and the fact that Stacy was so opened minded to all of this. Minutes later I heard Stacy from the former way. She said `` close your eyes and do n't open them till I say so. I complied with her wish. I then heard her voice like it was in good order in front of me. She said `` overt your middle ''. I did. She was standing in front end of me in a bathrobe. `` Is this like the one in your dream ? '' I told her it was. Then she opened the gown. She was wearing nix but red panty. She took the robe off and dropped it. She then turned around. It was a flip-flop. `` Do you like my new thong dad ? I just got it today ''. I loved it. It was just like the one I used to jerk off. But now I was seeing her in it for really.

She came stuffy to me and straddled me. Her tits where right in my case. My first reaction was to snaffle them. `` Go head dad, play with my bosom. '' I did. They where so steady and perky. The form of mamilla only a youthful cleaning lady has. As I played with her tits Stacy started to toil on me. I put my brass closer to her titmouse and started to suck up on her nipples. perfective sizing mammilla for her size tits. She grabbed my head and pushed it closer as I sucked on her tits I reached around and grabbed her ass. Just like her mammilla it was perfect. Round and firm. Not to big but not flat by any means. I continued to snap up her Young house ass and suck on her titty. `` Mmmm that 's flavor so beneficial dad. Your turning me on. '' She then stood up and unzipped my pants. She pulled my dick out of the slide fastener hole in my pants. `` Wow your peter is huge dad '' she then got on her genu and put my dick in her mouth. She took the altogether matter. '' She may have never given headland before but she knew what she was doing. All the porn example paid off.

She spent some prison term just licking the head word. Then licking the irradiation. Then the balls. Once my dick was covered in her spit she jammed the whole thing in her mouth. She went up and down on my pecker. It felt so good it almost felt like I was in her snatch.
My dick was as hard as it had ever been. Stacy then stood up again. She slowly took down her scanty. When they got to her infantry she kicked them off. They flew across the way. This was the first sentence I got to see her pussy. It was a flyspeck slit perfective tense just like the rest of her. Her pussy was completely hairless.

She straddled me once again. `` Fuck me pop, fuck me right here just like you fucked mom. She grabbed my shaft and rubbed it against her button. She was dripping wet. After teasing me for a bit longer she slowly guided it into her gob. It was so tight. `` Fuck me retard at first dad, commemorate I 'm a Virgo. '' She bouncing up and down on my cock very slowly at first. Then a little faster. `` Your turncock feels so good in my pussy daddy, I love dada 's putz. '' She was setting the footstep, and she was riding me like a porno asterisk. If this was really her start time ever I was impressed. She knew went to slow down down and went to speed up up. She even made my dick come almost all the way out then rammed it all the way back in. `` You like this papa ? You like fucking your girl ? '' Do you love being inside this tight young cunt ? '' She has the movement and knew the right thing to say.

But she was n't done yet. She stood up and bent over the coffee mesa. Her cunt totally expose. She was so wet some of her twat succus dripped on to the table. `` Give it to me foggy style dada '' I stood up and stuck my hawkshaw in her. I went in and out of her pussy. It felt like nix I had ever felt before. `` Fuck your little girls hole dad. I love your big hammer in my tiny piffling pussy. '' Her slit felt so salutary and the way she was taking was so hot I was about to cum. I told her I was going to pull out and cum but she had another ideas. `` No, cum inside me. I want your cum inside me daddy. I want to feel all that daddy cum in my twat '' I continued to pound away harder and harder till my cock completely exploded in my daughters pussy. `` Mmmm you came so lots in my pussy daddy. '' Stacy then stood straight up. She walked over to wear her panties had been flunk. She picked them up and wiped her cunt with them.They where covered in her pussy juice and my cum. She came closer to me and handled them to me. `` Here these you can hold on to think this night forever. '' She grabbed her robe gave me a kiss on the cheek and left the room. I just sat there. I just fucked my daughter and she was groovy. I did just what Bonnie asked. I bonded with Stacy in a way neither of us will ever forget .