First a little background signal ...

I 'm a man in his mid XL. I met the mother of my oldest Kid when in me early twenties. After dating just a few month, we decided to move in together. At first, everything was large. She seemed to be a really unspoilt womanhood, not pretty at all, but she was good to me and was adventurous in bed. Before I knew it, we were talking about having kids. Even though it was too soon, we decided to opportunity it and not use protection any longer. Soon after, she became pregnant with our first child, Anna.
It did n't take long for things to start turning bad soon after though. Over time, she began to show her true colours. She thought only of herself and what she wanted, no issue who she hurt. We began fighting near of the clock time. When Anna was a few moths old we had already pretty much stopped having sex, except for the one night that she went to see a virile terpsichorean review with my sister. She came home sot and horny. Hey, I 'm a man ... things happened. After that, though, we went back to being Sir Thomas More room checkmate than a couple.
Would n't you know it ? Just my luck, the one time we hook up and she get 's significant again. With my son Cain. Now, even though we were having job between us, I have always loved Thomas Kid and wanted to be a founder. So this was not a bad thing in my eyes. But the relationship between their female parent and I was doomed before it started, I just did n't know.
She ended up cheating on me and getting caught. Long story short, she left with my kid, Anna, who was five and four year old Cain. beingness in the nation that I lived in, getting parental rights was only for dads who had enough extra cash for a good lawyer. Unfortunately, I was not one of those. Even still, I fought for years, spending money that I could n't afford to spend in an attempt to see my tyke. She deliberately kept them away from me out of cattiness. Even though there was no help from the DoS, I still would get to see them on occasion. Their grandma would call me to arrive see them on the few times she got to babysit them. Or I would see them outside on the playground at school. I even got to get a gift or two to them sometimes.
After a few long time of this, she moved them to another town and I did n't get to see them for a few years. Then it seemed that I would have a chance to get to know my babies.Their female parent got in sense of touch with my mom and set up a prison term and situation for me to finally get to see and spend time with my fry. On lt to find out that it was a frame-up to try to finish turning my kid against me. The firstly meeting gave me a clue when they prompted my daughter to `` say what you want to say to your Fatherhood '' ... a channelize quote ... Then came a diatribe of malice from my daughter, now twelve, that was completely made up. When she finish and I denied all of the hate filled fabricated crap that was obviously fed to her, the son of a bitch tried to get my son to do the same. The picayune guy flat out refused. needle to say, only about a calendar month of this repugnance show went on until I had had enough and walked away.


Now for the present ... Years later ...


Much changed for me in the years after those consequence. I was diagnosed bipolar and had to get on disability. I was through with relationship as I had tried many time to receive a convention wild-eyed human relationship, always ending in disaster. Not because of me being bipolar, as I was always managing my symptom, but more because of the women that I dated would expect formula from me : not going to happen. Not that I lacked for female companionship. I have been sexually active from a Brigham Young age and have always been a seriously steamy guy. Along with the hypersexuality aspect of my consideration. I had quite a few booster who would stop by and have some mutual rewarding.
One day, out of the blue, I get a call from my daughter. She had been in hint recently, but only brief calls and visits. This time she needed some help. Her and her boyfriend were losing their apartment and needed a piazza to stay. I was reluctant to let her move in as I loved living alone. I had an combat-ready social life and did n't really want two multitude cramping my small one bedroom apartment. And I did n't really like her drunk waste of mankind that she had chosen as her `` on-key passion ''. But I really have it off my kids and could n't see her on the street and agreed to let them be active in.
Everything was ok at first. I did my best to be gracious to her asshole boyfriend and enjoyed getting to know my piddling fille better. Then one afternoon, as they were getting ready to shower together, Anna walked out in just a brusk tee shirt and step-in. I could n't serve but discover her farsighted peg and the besotted little ass peeking from under the hem of the shirt. I could not take up my eye from that fine parent end. Then she bent over to get something from beside her made up bed and I was treated to an underside view of her double-dyed little a cup sized bosom. I had to look away quickly as she got up and went back to finish showering.
I was a bit shaken up. I was just checking out my daughter. I felt bad about it too. But there it was. I surfed the net to find out just how fucked up I was, trying to find out if other fathers have had to struggle with unwanted sexual thought about their daughter. Then I was shocked even more to find out that not only was I not alone, but these thoughts seem to be a very common illusion. There are a cracking many stories, confessions, porn TV, etc. all dealing with incest as a fantasy. Some were sites where there was a affair talked about called G.S.A. or Genetic Sexual attraction, where close relative not raised around each other have a fifty percentage opportunity to palpate a sexual magnet to one another. With this cognition, at least I knew that I was not a monster and I was not the just one. I was so relieved that I forgot to close the window on one varlet where I was reading an clause about a beginner dealing with his sexual attractive feature to his daughter. Anna saw it. As soon as her swain left on an errand, she confronted me with this uncovering. I explained that, yes, I did feel her attractive but had no plan on acting on it ; indeed, I was mortified that I felt that way. She seemed to understand and the issue dropped.
They only stayed a few weeks after that. They got an apartment, but the drinking had already doomed their human relationship. They had fights of varying rigour up to her calling me to come in hold open her. I 'm not a tall man, but I was a bulky fellow, much stiff that I looked, as her asshole swain found out. I walked into a house full of late stripling to twenty-somethings. The crowd seemed agitated. I saw why as I stepped into the house. There was Anna, crouching in a student residence, her young man with his entire puny little body on top of her, preventing her from moving and yelling at her. I ran in, grabbed him by his pep pill implements of war and threw his down the manor hall. I had to ease up so that I did n't bounce him off of the far end and seriously hurt the dickhead. After that, his little brother decided that they would stand aside as we left. Smart of them I think, as I was in the mood to do more than just calmly walk out.
Soon after, they were through and it did n't take her very long to find a new boyfriend. After all, the reason I had bother not checking out my own girl is that she is a tall girl in her early mid-twenties, long wavy dark red hair, perky fiddling bosom and the most perfect little ass any woman has ever had the fortune to have. This one was n't a drunk, but he was a middling boy with a rich dad. He also ended up hurting her, resulting in another scramble to find a post to stay again.
By now, my social life history had changed. An old girlfriend had looked me up on social metier and we had began an affair since her award relationship was in the final microscope stage. Things got more grave as we both found that the twelvemonth had changed us both and that not only was the sex proficient, we kinda liked the mortal that the former had become. So, he finally ended things with her then boyfriend and we moved in together. Her five year old girl took to me right from the first and before long, it was as if I really was her don. When my daughter called and asked about staying with us, I talked about it with my girlfriend and she agreed to let Anna continue with us. It did n't play out very well.

She was Pres Young and a bit angry, so she and my young lady butted straits quite a bit after a while. This make tension and disputation and before long, Anna moved out. Even though she had been acting out a bit, I could still see the adept heart that my baby girlfriend always had. Even though she left the house, she stayed kind of in touch. We would chaffer sometimes, with her usually talking to my lady friend more than me. thing between my daughter and I were getting better as metre went by. She started telling me things that she thought would ball over me, like how she is attracted to woman as well as men. She was really surprised to find oneself out that I did not regain this to be a bad matter. In fact, I was happy that she could possess even more fun than most. I guess that her mother could n't accept the fact and tried to make her feel like less fo it. Not me. I feel that as long as the spouse are both for it, no one is being forced or hurt ( against their will at least, heh heh ) and it 's completely mutual, who should really care what they do with each other ?
So, after she found this story of belonging she started opening up even more. But she would also start to hale me to be more open with her ... which was a trouble for me. I could not get the video out of my mind of that hone ass set over and the pink nipple hard as a sway ... I really had tried to prevent the thoughts away, but Anna is BEAUTIFUL ! And I 'm not just saying that. She has oodles of guys trying everything that they can to get with her. But she still does n't think that she is as stupefy as she is. Standing about 5'10 '' but only weighing about nintey five pond soaking wet with dark red wavy long hair's-breadth. Firm footling a-cup sized breasts, just the perfect size that I happen to love with such amazing pattern to them. Slim shank and slim hips above the most perfect tense little ass you could ever guess to see. aggregate that with a pretty nerve and the diffuse hazel/brown eyes, pouty full lips and a sweet personality and you see what I was trying to defy. I had just gotten the her back in my life story and I was not going to admit to touch that I knew would ride her away and probably hate me. She had never shown any indicant that she felt that way at all and I love her so lots that I had to conceal what I really felt inside. I even managed to not let these feelings get in the way of decision making either. Still, she wanted me to open up More, and I did try. I variety of admitted to liking young daughter once as we sat in a hot tub. As a young lady of about fourteen walked by in a tight one part swimsuit I said `` even though I know it 's supposed to be wrong, I have found myself checking out girls like that. I would never try anything with a lady friend that age, but I do look '' as I nodded at the girl walking away. Surprisingly, she did n't see at me funny or anything, just replied with, `` we all like some things we are n't supposed to '' and smiled. I thought that she was referring to her wish fair sex. Now I knew how she felt about me accepting her bisexuality.
After all of this, she found her pretty boy boyfriend was cheating on her and wanted to know if we could let her check with us again. My wife agreed, but was variety of put out with how matter had went before but was ok with her coming to live with us again. But now, my son Kenneth was staying with us now. He had been with a controlling spiritual nut bird and had recently broken away. We were trying to aid him get his life together. We made another room up in our basement as we were starting to outgrow the two bedroom household that we were renting. She moveback in and again, things were a disaster. She wanted to party a bit too much and it started to effect how my married woman 's six year old behaved.
On begetter 's Day that yr, she pushed and pushed for me to open up to her. She said that she felt that there was something between us that was n't right and she wanted to know. I really did not want to confess how I felt about her. I was terrified that I would turn my daughter away from me if she knew the Truth. And I do n't fear much. But I have tried to always be good with my nipper and she really did appear to need some show of trust, when combine was the one thing I was in shortstop supply of since I lost my mom. So, I told her that I was attracted to her. She said that she had kind of figured that out, but was n't sure as shooting. She shocked me to my toes when she did not seem disgusted by my confession. She did n't appear happy about it either. Just accepting. Again, I was shocked ; I really thought that she would hate me for this ...
That same night though, she wanted me to hatch for her as she wanted to abstract out of the house to go hook up with some guy. I was devastated. It seemed to me at the metre that Anna was using the data that I had just given her as purchase to get me to lie to my wife, something I try never to do to shroud her sneaking out to see some guy she had just met. So, heartbroken, I give in and suffered in muteness as one of the most significant people in my life used and smart me ... but at least I was used to that kind of thing. I know now that she had no melodic theme how much she hurt me with that. She was just offspring and thinking only of her own wants and pauperism. But we were all variety of like that when we were young. Still about killed me ... I shut down my feelings as well as I could. I had to as they were so mixed. I loved her so often that I had to let her go. But thinking that the young woman that I loved may be a bad soul suffering. I did n't want to cut her out of my life ... I had just got her back and was getting to know her. What I was finding was amazing and the thought process that I was being fooled by my girl like I had been fooled by her mother had me ready to run for the hills. Later we talked and she explained that, like me she is bipolar and has manic states where intellect can be displaced by hypersexuality. She did n't signify to hurt me at all, she just could n't help herself at that consequence. Been there, done that. During this heart to bosom, I did let her get it on how her recent behavior could ache her and that we were only trying to look out for her. Her action at law recently had been getting Samuel Wilder and she seemed to be getting in a spot more and more, like getting her licence suspended, then getting caught driving on a freeze permission, etc. Maybe due to my recent presentation of trust and honesty really effected her, because her promised to be a safe person, and she has really done just that.
While we talked through that and got everything pass, I asked her if she ever thought about what I had confessed. I was curious that her reaction was not disgust and rejection. She admitted that she had thought about me that way before, but did n't think that she could actually do it. I told her that I completely understood that she did n't feel the same way and that I was just glad that she did n't see me as a monster and run away from me like i thought that she would. She said, `` no dad, I love you and the fact that you never tried to do anything about how you felt says a lot about you. trade good things. I love you. '' And then she hugged me without holding back at all. All dear and acceptance. My heart variety of exploded in my chest. Looking back, that 's the moment that I think I started to actually devolve in sexual love with her. I knew deep down that she had a good warmness. She may possess learned some bad things from her mom and stride father, but they could n't shift her nature. She really is a scented soul.
Soon after, she moved back in with her ex-boyfriend but this time, she kept more in touch. I was really happy about that. We really started to link better. We both realized that we were much Thomas More alike than unlike. The more we talked the more it became apparent. Not just similar likes and dislikes, but in general outlook and attitude. She loved that I did n't give care that she was sexually adventuresome. I loved that she knew that I was a bit twisted in what I liked also and that she did n't sleep with me any to a lesser extent for it. We did n't talk much about how I felt about her, but it would occur up once in a while.She told me in no uncertain terms that she was not trying to guide me on and that she did n't feel exactly like I did. But she also said that it may not be a lost cause because she really does love me. And I finally knew that she really did love me too. She and I were finally shut down to one another. She did flirt a little after that with the reason that it was just flirting. She even sent me some aphrodisiac painting with the promise that no one sees them. After a bit she even trusted my self control enough that she sent me some semi-nudes to `` assist '' me through my unsatisfactory sex life story. I told you she was awful. She would sit close up to be more often, we touched a great deal more, not sexually, just enjoying being last to each other.
Then it happened ...
Anna brought over her new dog and some laundry so that she could she could do a few different chore at once. I wanted to conform to her new dog ( I 've always been a dog person and our landlord would n't reserve favourite ) and she could get some clothes washed and visit at the same time. I had no idea how antic and life-time changing that day would be ... While her first freight of laundry dried and I rested from laying with her not very low puppy, we took a quietus together on the couch. I started running my finger's breadth over the bring out pelt lightly where her shirt did n't meet her shorts. Nothing sexual about it, I 've done it since she was a little baby to facilitate her get to sleep. She just was hooked on it and I love the way she feels, so I form of just do it unconsciously when she 's close and has an exposed voice of her back to me in a unlax setting. Just a nice affair you do for a loved one, like scratching their cover. She ended up stretching across my lap to give me better access code to her spine, even going so far as to undoing her bra so that I could reach more skin. As she lay there enjoying my contact, I could n't assist but look at her everlasting little ass. Right there in strawman on me. Then I noticed that there was a gap in the crotch and I could see her panties. Her near topless on my lap and now this ... well ... my hand drifted. Honestly, I did not earn that I was rubbing my girl ass ... as well as sliding a fingerbreadth over her step-in where her snatch would be. I cam to my dope and realized that I was feeling up my daughter ! I snatched my hand away and apologise. Sorry baby, I did n't mean to do that. '' Her reply stunned me though ... '' That 's ok dad, it felt skillful. ``
Anna always dressed kind of sexy, but now I noticed that she was dressed even hotter today than average. Maybe she was about over her aversion to incest ? Looking at her lying there on my lap, half naked and now she had let me go way further than I had ever dreamed of ... I do n't roll in the hay what came over me, but suddenly I just HAD to savour my baby girls pussy. Without even any warning I grabbed he by her hip and flipped her over onto her spine. She looked surprised but did n't withstand me at all. I slid off of the couch and knelt between her legs and kissed her thigh right near her twat. Her but chemical reaction was a gasp, so I just went for it. I started to run my spit up her leg as I grab the privates of her underdrawers and step-in aside exposing what I wanted most rightfulness then ... As bad as I wanted to try her, I wanted her to enjoy this too. Si I ran my tongue up one side of her cunt and down the other. I played with her pussy lips and kissed all around her pussy before getting to her clit. When I hit that, she lit up a little. Her breathing started to get heavier. I was going down on my girl ! And she was loving it ! This really was a ambition cum dead on target. I slid over her clit and got my spit deep inside her. Wow, but she smelled and tasted so good. Now, I really like eating kitty-cat, always have. But my daughter was just flat out the C. H. Best savouring and was definitely the most fun to go down on. Having that perfect ass in my hands while I taste her and the way her body felt as I ran my hands over her was pure magic. I ripped her boxershorts off and dived back in. This was grand. I could n't take it anymore. I had to sense my shaft in my daughter. I lifted up and took my time sliding my shortstop off to give her time to object. She looked at me with pure lust in her eyes. She was at that consequence, the most beautiful fair sex that I had ever seen in my life-time. No lie. I slid my rock and roll hard cock up and down her slit for a second or two, them grabbed it and lined it up with her opening. I watched her face as I pushed it deep inside. Her mouth opened wider then her eyes rolled back in her head. Seeing my babe young lady really enjoying what I was doing to her made me harder than I have ever been. We fucked furiously for a while that way, then I realized that I was n't going to be able to endure with such a hot woman and I just had to take her from behind. I got up and kissed her sweet puss and told her to get on her knees. She faced the cover of the couch and presented than SO unadulterated ass to be. Noe my prick was so hard that it almost hurt !. I slid into her from behind and just went for it. I pounded her hard from keister and she met me with be ebullience driving force for poke. It did n't have very long before I knew I was close. `` am about to come in ! '' I told her. She straightened up so that I slid out and I immediately put my putz on her slit and pumped twice and blew my loading all over the beautiful ass of my daughter. I reached around and pulled her to me and held her close for a few mo. I had never felt like this in any way. As close As I ever came to believing in magic right wing then and there. We did n't even peach very much rightfield after. We did n't have to. The way she looked at me and touched me told me everything that I needed to know. We both found something that we did n't have intercourse that we needed .