My Best Friend and my Daughter

My wife was killed by a drunk driver when our daughter Jenny had just turned 9. Both of us were devastated but Jenny took it worse than I did. She refused to be alone at night, because her mom was killed at night, so she demanded to sleep in bed with me. I knew it was a bad idea but there was really no way to stop her. So she spent the next year sleeping beside me.

It wasn't too awkward at first, but that first summer was very difficult because we didn't have air conditioning and it was really hot in the bedroom. I would put her to bed in a tshirt and panties, but by the time I would come to bed an hour later, she was frequently nude and would refuse to put anything on if I woke her. I would sleep in just boxers but my morning, as the temperature had fallen, I would wake up with her draped over my body. I liked it a little too much, so I told her that she had to move back into her own room.

She was not in favor of this idea, but over many months, I weened her off of sleeping in my bed. It meant I had to sit on her bed with her, until she was asleep, and she would still sleep in the nude. This was my daughter, but I was still a man, so seeing her naked body night after night affected me. I didn't think she ever noticed, but who knows.

When Jenny got her period, halfway through her 11th year, I took her to a gynacologist for an initial checkup. After the exam, the doctor met with me alone, while Jenny stayed in the waiting room.

"She seems very healthy and well adjusted" said the doctor "and wasn't really all that phased by having a period. However, during the exam, I noted that her hymen was perforated. When I asked her if she had been sexually active, she denied it and ultimately confessed that she'd been playing around with a candle and slipped."

"Wow" I said, not knowing what else to say. "Do you believe her?"

"I did a swab test, which would show the presence of seminial fluid, but it turned out negative" replied the doctor. "As far as I can tell, she's telling the truth or hasn't had sexual intercourse in the last several weeks at least."

"I suppose that's reassuring" I replied "Should I ask to put her on birth control anyways, just to be sure?"

"There is a low-dose form that would prevent pregnancy as well as lessen the effects of her period, so I wouldn't be opposed to it. You do need to talk to her about sexual health and not using foreign objects."

"Are you suggesting that I should buy her a vibrator or dildo?" I asked, somewhat astonished.

"I'm not saying you shouldn't" replied the doctor. "Look, kids these days get exposed to a lot of sexual content way earlier than they are ready for. If she's already masturbating, it's not unreasonable for her to look towards the next stage sooner rather than later."

"She hardly tolerates boys, from what she tells me" I replied. "Of course, maybe she likes girls, but she doesn't have many close girl friends either."

"If I can be honest with you" said the doctor "I realize you are handling this better than a lot of single dads, who completely freak out. I think that it would be a nice thing to sit down and explain as frankly as possible the risks and rewards of a relationship. If you give her a vibrator of her own, she's going to act embarassed, but if it's done as part of a larger conversation, I think she'll appreciate the thought."

"Huh" I replied, stunned. "I never expected to be buying sex toys for my pre-teen daughter!"

"Just don't make a habit of it" said the doctor, laughing.

So I took Jenny home and the next night, had the conversation with her. I told her at the end that I put something in her room for her and I wouldn't ask her anything about it unless she asked me first. She ran upstairs, shrieked, and then closed and locked her door. I thought that was the end of it. The shopping list would sometimes have a hand-scrawed note at the bottom "slippery stuff" and I would refill the bottle of lube that was left in the bathroom.

That was, as far as I knew, the end of it. We went on with our lives. One of my best friend's from High School wound up moving back to the city and into an apartment building just down the street. Ben wound up being a second father for Jenny; we'd have him over for dinner most nights and she would frequently stop by his place on her way home from school, which relieved my anxiety about her being alone every day.

So when I came home from work early one day, intending to to suprise Jenny by coming in the back door, I was dumbstruck when I heard her voice from the living room saying "Fuck Daddy! Oh, my god that feels good!"

I moved quietly down the hall to where I could see Jenny and Ben, both naked. Ben was sitting on the sofa and Jenny was bouncing up and down on his lap. Clearly they were fucking and as I watched, Jenny quite obviously orgasmed.

I moved into the doorway and Ben caught sight of me just as he came inside my almost 13 year old daughter. He gave a kind of strangled cry and threw Jenny off of him onto the sofa.

"WTF Ben!" exclaimed Jenny, then looked up and saw me. The whole room seemed to be spinning around but the two of them were frozen.

"Daddy!" said Jenny at the same time as Ben said "John!"

"Jenny, can you go upstairs while I talk to Ben for a while" I said, with a sort of dangerous calm. She grabbed for some clothes and raced up the stairs to her room, slamming the door.

"OK, tell me how long you've been raping my daughter" I said to Ben, still calm, despite the fury in my head.

"We've been having sex since she was 12" he replied, trying to cover up his naked body with his shirt and pants.

"You mean you've been raping her since shortly after you moved here?" I said, some of the fury leaking into my voice.

"I didn't mean to!" he cried "I couldn't help myself!"

"What do you mean you didn't mean to?" I said, getting hotter. "You can't just accidentally stick your dick in my daughter!"

"She came on to me" he whined and I could see that he was crying now "I didn't want to but she's relentless!"

That I could agree with; my daughter was the most stubborn person on the planet and once she set her mind on something, it was basically impossible to get her to budge.

"What do you mean she came on to you?" I said, some of the anger draining from me as I considered the implications that my daughter had, in fact, been the agressor

"She would come over to my place after school and she'd change out of her clothes into just an old t-shirt of yours. I took me a while to realize that she wasn't even wearing panties." he said.

"Then she'd insist on sitting on my lap and cuddling" he continued "and asked me to teach her how to kiss."

"So you taught her how to kiss first?" I asked.

"No, she kissed me and then asked how that was" he replied "and told me to show her how to do it better!"

"Pretty soon, we were kissing a lot and she'd pull her shirt up and put my hands on her bare ass" he continued "I guess I just kind of lost it then and was rubbing her ass and back while we kissed! She's incredibly sexy!"

"Sexy!" I thundered "You thought my 12 year old daughter was sexy!"

"Yeah, like those girls we used to hang out with in High School" he replied, looking at me for the first time. "They weren't any older that Jenny is and we did everything with them."

I froze, remembering exactly what we'd gotten up to as teenagers. We'd seduced and fucked a couple of the neighborhood preteen girls. For almost a year, we'd rush home from school and grab our "girlfriends" and go to our clubhouse, which was a shipping container in the woods. We would strip them naked and fuck them hard on the old mattress we'd found, then swap and fuck the other girl.

We were all just kids but the girls were in awe of having High School boys paying attention to them and they were very eager participants in our afternoon fuck-fests. Could I excuse my daughter for doing the same thing that we'd been doing?

"Why was she calling you ‘Daddy' when you were fucking?" I asked.

"She always has called me ‘Daddy' when we fuck" replied Ben "I think she has a thing for you and was fucking me instead."

With that ringing in my ears, I went upstairs and knocked on Jenny's door.

"Go fuck yourself!" she yelled at me "You don't get to tell me what to do!"

I tried to open her door, but she'd locked it.

"I just want to talk to you!" I began "I need to make sure you're alright."

I heard some grumbling and then the key rattled in the lock and I opened the door.

Jenny was still naked, sitting on her bed. She'd obviously been crying.

"Don't you want to put some clothes on?" I asked her, trying not to stare at her body.

"You don't care what I look like!" she insisted "You kicked me out of your bed because you thought I was gross!"

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I heard you talking with Ben one night; you'd both been drinking at talking about how you used to fuck those pre-teen girls when you were in highschool!"

"Ben said that I was starting to look like a babe" and you said "Ewww, that's my daughter you are talking about! You obviously thought I was not worth looking at because every time I come down ready for bed, you're always looking anywhere but at me!"

She started crying again. "I needed you when mommy died and you made me sleep by myself instead of with you! I felt so safe when I was with you and you threw me out!"

Without thinking about it, I sat down next to my naked daughter and pulled her into a hug.

"Honey, I didn't want you to sleep with me any more not because you are gross but because you are my daughter!" I explained, holding her and caressing her back reflexively. "It wasn't good for your development to have you in my bed every night."

"And what about how you never look at me when I'm in my PJs?" she replied angrily, even though she was snuggling into my arms.

"Honey!" I began "I didn't want to say this but I guess I have to: I was finding myself aroused when I saw you and I didn't want to gross you out! So I tried not to look at you because otherwise you'd realize…"

"You didn't look at me because looking at me gave you a boner?" she pulled away and looked up at me.

"Yes" I replied "it's not right a for a dad to get turned on by his own daughter so I tried to avoid looking at you when I might get aroused."

"God, you are so stupid!" she said, then kissed me full on the mouth. It surprised me so much so much I didn't pull away and in fact idly began to caress her in earnest.

She pulled away and said "I knew you were getting a boner when I slept with you! I even played with it a little when you were asleep."

I gawped at her like a fish on a hook.

"When you kicked me out of your bed, I thought that you didn't like me any more!" she continued. "I wanted you all the more because of that!"

"Is that why you latched on to Ben?" I asked, as she stared into my eyes and rubbed my face with her hands.

"Duh!" she replied "He tried to hide how much he thought I was sexy but he was shit at it! Once I decided on seducing him, it was incredibly easy! He was so weak!"

She kissed me again and said "But that's why I always called him ‘Daddy' when we were fooling around! I wanted you and he was the closest I could get!"

My head was spinning and Jenny took this opportunity to kiss me again, then started pulling my shirt off over my head. I dumbly raised my arms and then helped her take off my pants and underwear.

It was like a dream. My not quite 13 year old daughter, still naked and looking incredibly sexy, pushed me back onto the bed and straddled my midsection. I'd had a boner since the moment when Ben had explained why she called him ‘Daddy' and Jenny grabbed it and held it up while she smoothly slid down, impaling her self on it.

The feeling was amazing; I hadn't felt such a tight pussy since I was a High School boy myself, fucking our little girlfriends. Jenny sank as deep as she could get, then bent over to kiss me while she moved back and forth, fucking herself as much as she was fucking me.

I kissed her back with a passion that I don't remember having since before my wife had died. My hands moved to her two perfect little breasts and I squeezed then tweaked her nipples. Jenny growled into my mouth and bit my tongue, then sat up and began bouncing herself faster and faster. I clung to her nipples, using them to pull her up and down faster. The feeling was awesome and I had a hard time keeping myself from cumming immediately.

Soon enough, the pressure built and I couldn't hold it any more, but just before I started to cum, Jenny went into overdrive and came herself. She ground her pussy into my abdomen and the feeling from my cock was overwhelming. She dropped down onto my chest and twitched a little.

"Oh, Daddy!" she said "That was the best ever!"

"Yeah, baby" I replied, caressing her back and hair with my hands "that was the best fuck I've had ever!"

"Even with Mommy?" she asked, looking at me.

"Yeah, even with Mommy!" I replied and kissed her. "I'm sorry I didn't let you know how I felt. I didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable and all I did was make you turn to Ben for comfort."

"Umm, Daddy?" she asked quietly "Would you mind if I kept fucking Ben after school?"

"No, honey!" I replied kissing her again "You can fuck anyone you want in the afternoon, because I know you are mine all night!"

She kissed back and I knew we were going to have a very happy relationship from now on.