Getting Closer with my Daughter

My name is Henry Martyn Robert Peterson. I 'm 45 years old. I live in a small town. I live in the cliché of small town. Not much to do. Not often to see. It 's a place you pass through and do n't remember.
I 'm conjoin with one girl. My wife 's name is Bonnie and my daughter is Stacy. We where never a shut down kin. I work 60 hours a week so I 'm never nursing home. Bonnie is very participating with our girl. Taking her to schooltime, PTA meetings, broil sales event etc.
Stacy was always just the mediocre pocket-size town daughter. She was a cheerleader for many days. Always got goodness grade. Our phratry was always as normal as could be. We where the type of kinsperson you would see on TV.
Stacy and I where never close. We never really connected as father and daughter. She was into pop music cheerleading and boys. I was into Elvis, fixing railway car 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 like way and so was my father. The man went out and worked severe for the family to cater. 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 mystifying down. She wanted us to be penny-pinching. Share some interests and have it away about each early 's biography.
So one dark when I came home from oeuvre, Bonnie sat me down at the mesa. Her eyes looking like she wanted to cry. She started saying that me and Stacy hardly knew each other. And how she wanted us to bond and be close. I understood her care, but told her our human relationship was just ok. Bonnie was n't having it. She told me to make an effort to get to love my girl better. She suggested we have a Father of the Church daughter day, just to catch up. A portion of me knew she was right. I could n't name two ilk of Stacy 's.

So I reassured Bonnie that I would talk to Stacy and lay down a Father of the Church daughter day. She hugged me with tears of joy in her centre.
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 exhibitor then got dressed. I headed downstairs grabbed a cup of chocolate and just sat on our porch. It may have been a pocket-sized town, but it was very quiet and passive first thing in the dawn.

Just as I was starting to sense total bliss Bonnie came on the porch. Her for the first time news before good break of day where `` did you talk to Stacy yet ? '' My total bliss just turned to anxiety. I told her I did n't talk to Stacy yet. The flavor on Bonnie case was of sheer disappointment. I hated to see her turnover. So I told her I would go talk to her right field now. I got up went into the house and headed upstairs.
I went to Stacy 's way and knocked on the door. There was no answer. I called out hear epithet, still no result. At this stop I was a bit occupy. So I opened the room access and walked in.
The next thing I saw could only be described as add together shock. Stacy was laying in bed totally bare. 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 feature to say anything. Stacy opened her eyes and saw me standing there. She let out a scream, 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 intelligence. My backtalk was moving but null was coming out. She insisted I leave right away and I did as she asked. I walked down the step in horror and jounce.
I just caught my daughter playing with herself. I felt guilty conscience and shame. But I knew I could n't leave alone things like this. I turned around and walked back up the stairs to her room. I knocked on the door and this sentence wait for her to assure me to come in.
I sat on the bed. Neither of us knew what to say. It was the elephant in the room that cipher wanted to sing 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 hinder I do n't want to talk about it. '' I did n't hiding from this was the right thing to do. So I kept talking.

Stacy it 's ok. I know what you where doing and it 's fine. We all do it. I do n't think of you any dissimilar. I 'm not upset. And you have goose egg to be embarrassed about. Stacy looked at me with impact. `` Really ? Your assuredness with this ? '' Yes I am I replied. It 's no big deal.
We looked at it each other and just started to laugh. It was the first time me and my daughter had a adept jest together. I felt like we had a stick present moment. I stood up and headed for the threshold. Just as I was about to leave Stacy say something. `` Wait, 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 able to incite. Just as I was about to respond Stacy bursted out laughing. I gave an uncomfortable laugh back to her then left her room.
I do n't have sex if this counted as bonding in Bonnie 's eyes, but I was going to take 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 whole thing seemed to tire out off. I grabbed another cup of coffee and headed to the garage. I had a few projects to take tending of, and this was pretty much the sole day I had free to do them. I grabbed some tools out on some Lucy in the sky with diamonds and got to go. A few hours 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 60 minutes. Like I mentioned before we live in a small town. When you go shopping it takes hours just to get the the grocery stock. She left the garage and I got back to work.
About twenty arcminute later, Stacy came walking into the garage. 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 than odd. Stacy never cared about this poppycock before. I told her I was checking the valve headway. She looked at me like I had several brain. I knew she did n't translate anything about railway car.

I told her she could attend out and follow but I was n't going to explain the inner works of a car to her. She laughed and said ok. I continued to act upon on the car and she just watched.
We were n't talking much but the strait of Elvis playing in the background where tuning out the muteness between us. Finally Stacy started to ask doubt. `` Dad how old where you when you met mom ? '' Was her for the first time inquiry. I told her we met when we where 17. Our last-place class of high school. She then asked `` When did you fall in love with mom ? '' I was n't totally trusted the exact moment, but I 'd say after a class of dating we both knew.
She seemed very interested in me and Bonnie 's group meeting and dating. But I was happy to do. The society was kind of nice. She then started to giggle. She said `` ok I have another motion but you have to respond, promise. '' I had no clew what the question could be, but I promised her I would resolve.

'' When did you and mom first have sex ? '' This was n't a doubtfulness I was expecting. But I was n't embarrassed by it so I answered. We had sex six months after we met. It was at our promenade. I got a hotel elbow room.
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 cogitate I should await dad ? I was n't sure the right wing way to answer this question. I thought for a moment, then gave the generic result. well dear, you will have sex when it 's right. It will just feel right. I smiled in my brain. That was the good dad response.
Stacy now feeling confident that I was n't going to judge her started to go more in detail. `` I have messed around with a few guys but nothing serious ''. I was taken back for a mo. 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 mo. `` Dad I 'm not going to go into detail ''. I responded with its not a big deal, we can utter about this stuff. I wo n't be mad. I could see the look of relief on her face. `` fountainhead ok I guess if you wo n't be mad. I gave a guy a handjob. ''
wellspring that was it. It was now out there. I knew my daughter intimate story. But the fishy affair was, I was n't mad. I was n't perturbation I was n't even embarrassed. I was a little off on.
She was no prospicient my daughter. She was a sexual being. I now knew she gave a guy a handjob, and she played with herself watching erotica.
I started asking her some of my own questions. Did you like giving that guy a handjob ? I asked. She responded without wavering. `` It was fun, he really enjoyed it. '' I was n't for sure if she was going to answer my succeeding question, but I asked anyway. Did the guy do anything for you ? She paused, then gave me the answer. `` Yeah he licked my pussycat, it was amazing. She then laughed and said `` I ca n't trust I just said that to my dad ''. I let her have a go at it that it was ok and nothing was off demarcation line.

She seemed relieved. My next head seemed like an obvious one. Did he give you an climax ? She shook her head no. I was puzzled by this. So he licked your kitty and it was amazing but you did n't birth an climax ? `` Yeah, it felt really good and I liked it a lot but I could n't get totally well-heeled.
I could understand where she was coming from. It took Bonnie geezerhood to give an orgasm with me. The questions rushed through my head. The more Stacy opened up the more I wanted to know. 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 blow a guy. But I 'm kinda scared. I have no clue what I 'm doing. I watch a bunch of smut to try and learn. ''
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 sexy young women. Right around this head Stacy 's phone rang. She took it in the other way. 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 have a good time. As she left I could see her ass from the corner of my eye. It looked bully in the rectify jeans she was wearing. She must have dropped something because the next matter I knew she was bending down. I was no longer using my peripheral device vision to check off out her ass. I turned my point fully to get a good looking at and I was n't disappointed because as she bend down he panties road up. She was wearing a blue thong. It looked silky. She stood back up and I quickly turned my head so she would n't see me.
I was totally corneous. The glimpse of Stacy 's thong, with the fact that I knew her gross 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 supporter. I was going to jerk off. And I was going to recall about my daughter when I did it.
I packed up my pecker, washed up and quickly went upstairs. On my way to the bedroom I pasted Stacy 's elbow room. A cheating idea popped into my head. What if I jerked off in Stacy 's elbow room ? This added another element of titillating to it. I opened her threshold 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 pile of clothes on the level. I bent down to make a snug look and discovered something that almost made my heart stop.
Stacy 's worn panties 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 prediction and overwhelmed by my sexual desire, I picked up the lash. I sat on her bed and just inspected them. They where soft, they smelt like essence and they where lilliputian.

Stacy was a very petite female child. She could n't have weighed more then 105 British pound. So midget scanty was normal for her I supposition. I then undid my gasp, pulled them to the ground and took them off. I was sitting on my girl bed with my pants off. My heart was pumping a knot a minute. I then took my dick out of my underclothing and started to jerk off.
I brought Stacy 's thong closer to my face and rubbed it against my nozzle. It smelt like her. It smelt like pussy. The odour was intoxicating. It was something new. It was something taboo. I jerked off more aggressively the more I smelt Stacy 's slit on the panties.
I was about to cum. I laid back on Stacy 's bed and screw up my load. It shot halfway up my chest. Not thinking, I used the maiden 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 good for me. It was quite realize something that she did n't put there was on her underclothing. I quickly put my underclothing and pants back on. I stuffed the thong in my pocket and got out of Stacy 's room.

Feeling both guilty and satisfied, 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 game on. I pounded down the beer and started to relax. I must has fallen a sleep because the next affair 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 join them. I walked down stairs to the dinning room and took a see at the board. The three of us started to talk about our daylight. Bonnie complaining about the Mary Leontyne Price of affair at the storage and Stacy talking about how her and her protagonist went to the shopping center.
As they talked I just sat back and zoned out. I started to imagine Stacy in the thong that I had jerked off to. How the back went up her butt. The breast contribution that laid up against her pussy. And how her pussy juice was probably all over it. I was finding it hard to concentrate on anything else.

chance for me Stacy got a schoolbook. She asked us if she could go hang out with some champion. Bonnie said it was ok as long as she did the laundry 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 step-in.
We finished dinner and Bonnie cleared the dish. I went into the living elbow room turned on the secret plan and enjoyed another beer.
About a hr later Bonnie joined me in the living room. She sat adjacent to me on the couch. She put her arms around me. She hated sports so she grabbed the remote control and started flipping communication channel.

She found a movie that looked interesting and we started to watch. The flick was pretty boring. Same thing you 've seen G of meter over. Guy and girl lovemaking story. I was beginning to zone out when the two booster cable characters started taking each other 's clothes off. Finally it was getting near. Feeling frisky and knowing Stacy was out of the theatre I slowly put my hand on Bonnie 's stomach. I slowly moved up her shirt to her bra. I put my hired hand up her bra and started to play with her nipple. I could enjoin she was liking it because it got hard.
This was all I needed. I then put my paw down her blue jean and started rubbing her pussycat over her pantie. She knew what I wanted. She grabbed my script and said Lashkar-e-Tayyiba go upstairs. I had another theme in idea. I told her lets do it right here on the couch. We had the house to ourselves. Why not ?

She agreed and we started to undress each other. Seemed like we got naked 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 dick. She was really wet and I was hard as a rock. She continue to tease me. The next thing I hear is `` OH MY GOD, WHAT THE nookie ? '' I turned my head and standing there was Stacy. Bonnie jumped up and switch a blanket on us. `` Stacy what the blaze are you doing here ? '' Stacy looked at us both and said `` I got bored so I decided to derive rest home. '' Why are you guy cable fucking in the support room. '' I could see Bonnie was pissed. This was our time, the once a calendar month we have sex and Stacy ruined it. `` Stacy go upstairs. '' Stacy left the elbow room and went upstairs. Our Night was pretty practically done. Bonnie was no longer in the mode. She gave me a candy kiss and said she was going to bed. There went my Night.

I grabbed a beer put the game back on and tried to forget the unit affair. A few hours later I heard Stacy coming down the stairs. As I saw her walk by I could see she had the washables. She put the wearing apparel in the wash. And came at sat with me.
We made small talk for a few minutes. Just as I stood up and was getting set to go to bed Stacy stopped me.
She took something out of her sac. It was her G-string. The one I had jerked off to early. Neither of us said a word. I figured I better 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 face, 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 next. My heart was pounding. `` These where my favorite dyad of panties. '' Then she started laughing hysterically. I started to express mirth as well. But my laugh was a aflutter one. `` Dad I do n't wish it 's not a big deal. '' Like you said, we can talk or jest about anything, but you do owe me a new lash. '' She got up gave me a candy kiss on the face 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 relieved. She did n't like I used her panty to jerk off.

I had enough inflammation for one day so I decided to go off to bed as well. The next morning time I was awoken by the alarm. 6am sharp. I had another long week ahead of me. I jumped in the exhibitor then got dressed. Grabbed my dawn coffee, kissed Bonnie goodbye and was off to turn. The whole drive to work it felt like I had something on my judgement. I could n't put my finger on it. Did I forget something ? Where all the note paid ? I just could n't figure 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 pipe dream about Stacy last dark. It was sexual. As I kept driving, more than and more of the dreaming started to ravel. I was in the garage working on my car. Stacy snuck up behind me. I turned around and she was in a bath gown. She opened the robe to expose she was wearing null but her red thong. She took the robe off and dropped it to the priming coat.

She dropped to her knee, un did my gasp and stuck my gumshoe in her mouth. This was all I could remember. But it was enough because my tool was strong just from remembering it. I had to clear my judgment. I had a full phase of the moon day of work to get through. Or did I ? I looked at my cell phone and it came to me. I could just predict in barf. I had lots of queasy days because I never called out. Usually I would n't but this seemed like an emergency. I had to get my mind right. I had to realize my mind. I knew Bonnie and Stacy would be out of the menage all day. So I could just slack up and gather my idea the hale day.

I grabbed my phone and called employment. I let them know I was n't coming in today. Then I made a B line for home plate. I pulled up to the house and saw Bonnie 's car was n't there. This is exactly what I needed. An vacate house. I grabbed my things and walked to the sign of the zodiac. As I entered I yelled Stacy 's figure. Just to pass water trusted she was n't there. I got no response this meant the planetary house was mine for at least a few hour. 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 spirits console. I grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels and a shot field glass. Me and the bottleful where off to the living room. I sat down put on ESPN and poured a pellet. This was just what I needed. Some JD and ESPN. I was very content. One snap turned to two then to four. By the prison term I realize it half the bottle was gone.

I had spent half the day drinking and watching TV. But hey it was my day. My mind was n't thinking about Stacy or the aspiration anymore. This is just wanted I wanted to fall out. The succeeding thing I know I hear keys in the threshold. Somebody was habitation. But I had a buzz going and did n't really give care. 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 family. 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 vacate bottleful of tar. `` Dad have you been drinking ? '' Yeah, I needed to relax so I had a beverage and that drink turned to a few drinks. She started to express joy. Your drunk dad. I assured her I was n't drunk. But had a secure 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 innate doing that ? She told me her and her Friend go drinking sometimes. I guess this was the new we can talk about anything 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 mass.

So I sat and drank with Stacy. The more I drank the more I talked. At some breaker point I let it slip that I had a sexual dream that I was ashamed of. She started to call into question right away. Who was it about ? What was it about ? I did n't want to tell her. But she pushed. And convey a little inebriate I finally spelt it. Well Stacy it was about you. She looked at me and laughed. `` Yeah right dad. Come on Tell me who it 's really about. '' I stayed repose. She then realized it was n't a jocularity. `` You had a sex ambition about me ? Ok recite me all about it. '' I really did n't want to evidence her. But once again she pushed. So I did. wellspring 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 thong. `` Is that it ? '' She asked. Well no you started to blow my prick. But that 's all I can think back. She did n't seem upset or mad or grossed out. Which was good. I 'm sad Stacy. Me seeing you playing with yourself, the sex talk of the town, the panties. It all just slipped into my mind and meshed together in a dream.

'' Well I think it 's flattering that you find me so attractive. I 'm able-bodied to grow a man on, not one of these unsuccessful person my age. Anything turns them on. '' William Tell you what you stay here and I will be right back '' Stacy grabbed her base and went upstairs. I just sat there and finished the last of the Jack. I was feeling pretty good from the combining of the alcohol and the fact that Stacy was so undefendable minded to all of this. Minutes later I heard Stacy from the other elbow room. She said `` close your eyes and do n't open up them till I say so. I complied with her wish. I then heard her voice like it was rectify in front of me. She said `` unfold your middle ''. I did. She was standing in front of me in a bathrobe. `` Is this like the one in your dreaming ? '' I told her it was. Then she opened the robe. She was wearing zero but red panties. She took the robe off and dropped it. She then turned around. It was a flip-flop. `` Do you like my new lash 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 real.

She came closer to me and straddled me. Her tits where right field in my face. My initiatory reaction was to snap up them. `` Go head dad, play with my tit. '' I did. They where so unbendable and perky. The kind of mammilla only a young women has. As I played with her tits Stacy started to grind on me. I put my face closer to her tits and started to lactate on her nipple. Perfect size mammilla for her sizing pap. She grabbed my head and pushed it closer as I sucked on her nipple I reached around and grabbed her ass. Just like her boob it was perfect. stave and firm. Not to big but not flat by any agency. I continued to snaffle her young firm ass and suck on her teat. `` Mmmm that 's feeling so good dad. Your turning me on. '' She then stood up and unzipped my knickers. She pulled my dick out of the zipper mess in my pants. `` Wow your cock is immense dad '' she then got on her knees and put my putz in her back talk. She took the unharmed thing. '' She may have never given heading before but she knew what she was doing. All the smut moral paid off.

She spent some fourth dimension just licking the head. Then licking the shaft. Then the balls. Once my dick was covered in her tongue she jammed the whole thing in her sassing. She went up and down on my gumshoe. It felt so good it almost felt like I was in her pussy.
My putz was as hard as it had ever been. Stacy then stood up again. She slowly took down her pantie. When they got to her human foot she kicked them off. They flew across the room. This was the number one time I got to see her snatch. It was a tiny slit perfective tense just like the residue 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 pecker and rubbed it against her clit. She was dripping wet. After teasing me for a bit longer she slowly guided it into her golf hole. It was so tight. `` Fuck me slow at firstly dada, recall I 'm a Virgo the Virgin. '' She bouncing up and down on my cock very slowly at first. Then a little faster. `` Your cock feels so honorable in my kitty-cat papa, I love daddy 's cock. '' She was setting the pace, and she was riding me like a pornography star. If this was really her number 1 fourth dimension ever I was impressed. She knew went to slow down and went to accelerate up. She even made my hawkshaw come almost all the way out then rammed it all the way back in. `` You like this daddy ? You like fucking your daughter ? '' Do you have a go at it being inside this tight young puss ? '' She has the moves and knew the right thing to say.

But she was n't done yet. She stood up and bent over the chocolate board. Her pussy totally expose. She was so wet some of her pussy juice dripped on to the table. `` have it to me misty style daddy '' I stood up and stupefy my dick in her. I went in and out of her pussy. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. `` shag your small fille pickle daddy. I love your big pecker in my bantam minuscule kitty-cat. '' Her twat felt so good and the way she was taking was so hot I was about to cum. I told her I was going to get out out and cum but she had another melodic theme. `` No, cum inside me. I want your cum inside me daddy. I want to experience 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 much in my pussycat daddy. '' Stacy then stood straight up. She walked over to jade her step-in had been flunk. She picked them up and wiped her kitty-cat with them.They where covered in her twat succus and my cum. She came cheeseparing to me and handled them to me. `` Here these you can keep to call back this Nox forever. '' She grabbed her robe gave me a kiss on the nerve and left the room. I just sat there. I just fucked my daughter and she was capital. I did just what Bonnie asked. I bonded with Stacy in a way neither of us will ever bury .