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What A Life
by DinoMagick (dinomagick@gmail.com)
Revised Version 5/31/10 Quick Edit (byKC)
***
A young father raises his daughter mostly by himself.
Unknown to him, she had fallen in love with him, his
Life is about to change. (M/f-teen, ped, 1st, inc, preg)
***
I became a father early in life. I was just 15 and
barely into High School. My girlfriend Sarah and I had
been having sex for just a while. It came right down to
the day she got pregnant, well I got her pregnant. It
took a lot of convincing to get her to have the baby,
but she finally agreed.
Her parents were not the best role models, they
eventually got caught using and selling drugs, and were
put in jail. Sarah was alone and social services came to
claim the baby. My parents helped me to get custody and
even tried to take custody of Sarah so she could be with
our baby and be a part of the family.
It almost worked. But we found out that Sarah had been
using drugs too. She ended up running away with some guy
she met and we never heard from her again. Kayla, our
daughter, was now totally my responsibility. I swore to
my parents that I could do it. I got a job and worked
real hard. Do not think that it is easy.
At 15, I had to grow up fast and take full
responsibility for myself and my baby daughter. It was
very hard. I went to school during the day and studied
hard the moment I got home, then I worked from 5pm to
11pm every night at a mail packaging center. I would
come home and usually have just enough time to grab
something to eat, take a shower and go to bed. I had
only an hour or two after I came home to study, do my
homework and spend a little time with Kayla before I
went to work.
Thankfully, my weekends were pretty easy. Saturday's I
would spend my time with Kayla before I went to work at
5pm, and she was usually asleep when I got home.
Sunday's I could take Kayla to the park with me and even
my friends would come over sometimes and we would play
with Kayla. She was a great little baby. She slept well
at night and very rarely did I have to get up to change
her diaper or feed her.
When she was 2 years old, I was really hurting for
sleep, she was teething by then and I was trying to
graduate from high school and work at the same time. I
had to work hard at my job and at school, while raising
my daughter. Every free moment I had, I spent with
Kayla. She was the best thing in my life and thanks to
my parents, I was raising her well.
Growing up is hard enough. College proved tougher than
high school and I had to limit my semester hours because
I needed to take extra hours at work and also be able to
spend time with Kayla. It just meant I would graduate
college later, but as long as I kept up with that, I
would be fine.
Eventually, I got my diploma from college, got a really
good job and managed to get my own house. The years had
gone by very fast and before I knew it, Kayla was in
High School. She had grown into a tall, intelligent and
very beautiful girl. I never really paid attention to
her physical appearance, but I knew she was beautiful,
and many times I had to ask her male friends not to call
so late at night. And usually, they ended up not calling
her again. Which seemed to suit Kayla just fine. Later I
would find out that she wasn't interested, which
answered why she had never even gone out with any of
them.
However, She began to actually date this one boy, named
William, for quite a while, starting around her 16th
birthday. The first time I met William, I really liked
the young man. He was polite and introduced himself with
a nice firm handshake, which means a lot, trust me. He
was also very considerate, and never called late at
night. If Kayla and William went out, he always brought
her home early or just a few minutes after. If they went
somewhere after, they would always call and let me know
where they were going to be and if they were going to be
late.
I would act real serious when they were late, and he was
very apologetic and promised it wouldn't happen again.
Afterward, I would laugh and get him to relax. Kayla
would chide me for teasing the poor boy, but I really
liked William, and didn't mind him bringing her home
late at all. I was kind of curious why they didn't stay
out late more often, but he really seemed perfect for
Kayla.
She seemed to like William and so did I. I was still a
young man, and tried dating a few times, but it never
seemed to work out. I just couldn't connect with any of
the women I went out with. The women I met, usually
asked me out, and I really had a good time with them,
but I just couldn't find the one for me.
Kayla kept telling me I needed to find someone to settle
down with. I knew she was worried about me, but I felt
just fine about my life. I told her when the time came,
I would know it and everything would work itself out in
the end. I promised her that I would tell her when I
found someone and not to worry. I worried more about her
than I worried about myself. I hoped that she would find
someone and settle down eventually as well. William was
a great young man, and I really thought he would be the
one for Kayla.
Then, one day, Kayla came up to me and told me that she
and William had broken up. As if it were just a matter
of fact. I think I was more heart broken than she was.
My hope for her and William to be together seemed to
just fade in an instant. I wanted her to be happy, and
even though William was a terrific guy, if she felt he
wasn't the 'one', then she wouldn't be happy then.
When I asked her why, she told me that she didn't want
to talk about it. And it seemed to me that she wasn't
upset about the breakup at all, which struck me as odd,
because she and William had been dating for the better
part of 2 years.
I try not to pry in my daughter's life, but I needed to
know why. So, for the first time in my life, I sat Kayla
down and gave her the 'third degree'. Had William found
someone else? She said no. She was 18 and a very
beautiful girl, and I thought William was handsome and
kind... So I asked her if it was about Sex? Did she not
want to and he did? She wasn't shocked at all that I
asked her that, and she even admitted to me that she and
William had been having sex.
I was expecting her to get all defensive and be
horrified that I would even ask her that, but she
wasn't. She answered it calmly and normally. I was a
little surprised that she admitted to having sex with
William, but it wasn't totally unexpected. She was 18
after all and so was William, so it was natural for them
to have had sex. But if that wasn't the cause of their
break up, then what was?
She started to get angry with me, and I decided it would
be prudent if I backed off a little. Eventually I would
find out or she would tell me, so I let it drop. Every
now and then, William would call and I could hear them
talking. What I overheard, though eavesdropping is not
something I do on my daughter, seemed like they were at
least still good friends. I kept up the hope that
eventually Kayla would come to her senses and William
and her would start dating again.
William came over on one of the few days Kayla was not
at home and I got a chance to talk to him. After the
usual conversation starters, like "How's it going?" and
"What have you been up to lately?" I asked about his and
Kayla's breakup. He wasn't upset about the break up,
just thankful that Kayla was honest with him and had not
lead him on. I asked him about how she had broken up
with him.
He laughed and told me that he and Kayla had actually
approached each other about breaking up. It was funny to
him, but I didn't get it. So I asked him what her reason
was, he smiled and said that Kayla would be the one to
have to tell me.
Then he told me that he had to go, his new girlfriend
was getting off work in a while and he had to go pick
her up. I was surprised he had a new girlfriend, but
then realized that he and Kayla had been split up for
over two weeks already. So I thanked him for stopping
by, and he told me to tell Kayla "Hi" for him.
That little conversation with William, dashed my hopes
that Kayla and he would one day hook back up. William
didn't seem to mind at all and neither did Kayla.
William already had a new girlfriend and he seemed
happy. Kayla pretty much just hung around the house,
doing dishes, laundry and doing the cooking and
cleaning. She even started planting flowers and
gardening outside!
When I asked her what was up, she explained to me she
wanted to do it. She went on to tell me that she was an
adult now, and she thought it was time to take
responsibility of her life and go in a direction that
she wanted. I always trusted Kayla to do the right
thing, and I couldn't argue with her. She had never
betrayed my trust and confidence in her to make the
right decisions, or at least she would come to me and
ask my advice if she didn't know. So, the only thing I
could do, was leave her alone and hope she found what
she was looking for.
Kayla was almost always at home, and rarely went out
with her friends. Once in a while she'd go to a movie
with them or some of her girlfriends would come over.
The few times they came over, they just hung around and
watched TV or talked. Her girlfriends would try to hook
her up with guys, but she didn't like them trying to be
match makers for her, and she kindly asked them to stop
trying to set her up on dates.
As her father, I felt it was my duty to make it so that
she didn't want to stay home. I had to come up with
something that might force her to get out more and find
something else to do and maybe find someone special to
be with. So I figured I would add to the list of things
she was doing around the house already, and get her out
of my hair for a while.
I decided to start sending her to the store for
groceries. When I asked her that, she didn't argue or
complain, she took the list I had made and went to go
get her car keys. I realized I had forgotten a few
things, so I met her at the door before she left. I
asked her to pick up some apples and oranges because I
had seen they were on sale.
She wrote it down on the list, looked up at me then
kissed me on the cheek and told me she'd be back in a
few, then hurried out the door. Kayla seemed very
enthusiastic. It wasn't the first time I had asked her
to go out and get something. She would just do it
because I asked her to. BUT, she had never kissed me on
the cheek before. Also. I didn't give her any money. She
was going to buy the groceries on her own money?
When she got back.. I asked her why she was in a good
mood. She just smiled and said she figured out what she
wanted to give me for my birthday. Which made me
remember that it was coming up in a few weeks! I was
going to be 34!
Curiosity got the best of me, so I asked her what it
was, and she just said it was going to be a big
surprise. She wouldn't tell me anything, no matter how
hard I tried, she wouldn't even divulge a single hint.
She suddenly got real serious about it, and asked me to
promise her, that whatever it was she was going to give
me, that I had to accept it. I told her that I couldn't
make a promise like that if I didn't know what it was.
But she was very insistent that she couldn't tell me.
She tried to get me to swear that when she gave it to
me, that I would accept it and that I actually had to
use what she gave me.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't even get a hint
of what it was. So, I told her, that before I could make
any promise like that, that whatever the present was,
that it couldn't be life threatening and it couldn't be
illegal. Kayla frowned for a moment, then looked away
like she was going to cry. That wasn't going to work on
me. I told her, that if it was illegal, I wasn't going
to promise anything.
She looked at me with watery eyes at first, then
something clicked in her brain. Her eyes opened up. She
said she was going to find out if it was legal or not,
and that if it wasn't illegal, I had to promise her. I
had no choice. So, I promised, that if her gift was not
illegal, that I would accept it. Then she pointedly
asked me, "AND"? At first I didn't understand, then I
got it and promised to use whatever she gave to me as
well. She smiled and seemed quite determined to make
sure I kept my promise.
*
The very next day, as I walked in the door from work,
she came up to me and told me that the present itself
was NOT illegal, but I could only use the present in the
privacy of our home, and not let anyone know. I started
to object, but the look on her face made me change my
mind, so I reluctantly agreed and I promised her that I
would accept the present and again, she made me promise
that I had to use what she gave me.
It was still a good week before my birthday, so I
decided to try to figure out what she could give me that
could be illegal outside the house, but inside I could
use it. The only thing I could think of was marijuana.
Although it was still illegal, most of the times a
little of it in the home isn't really a problem and as
long as I kept it behind, "closed doors" no one would
know.
I had smoked it before, but not in a very long time.
Maybe Kayla smoked it and thought maybe if I had one
with her, she'd be allowed to at home. I gave it some
thought and figured that was it, but decided that if she
wanted to smoke it, it would be better if I didn't know.
Besides, it had been a long time since I had a joint and
I wouldn't mind it so bad. I actually got kind of
'giddy' and felt young again.. Well, not that I'm old...
I'm only going to be 34! So. I was going to have a
joint, that was what I thought the surprise was going to
be. Smart me had figured it out... Reality has a really
funny sense of humor.
As my birthday approached, Kayla began to get more and
more excited. She couldn't wait for my birthday! She'd
hug me and give me a kiss on the cheek every morning or
when she went somewhere, and kept getting happier and
happier as my birthday approached.
*
My birthday came, and I was so glad, mainly to get Kayla
to calm down a bit but also to have my first joint in a
very long time.
It is a day that I can never, nor will I ever want to,
forget. I woke up, excited, I couldn't wait to have
Kayla give me my 'present', then enjoy the rest of the
day in spaced out limbo. Thankfully, my birthday fell on
a Saturday, so I didn't have to worry about going to
work or anywhere for that matter.
I thought I had gotten up early, it was only 5AM, but
Kayla was already up, and she was making breakfast! She
was disappointed that I had gotten up so early, and
tried to coax me to go back to bed, but I smelled
coffee, and once I smelled coffee, that was it.. So, she
resigned herself to finishing cooking my breakfast, and
I set the table for us.
It was great to have someone cooking me breakfast, and I
told Kayla that. She smiled and said that if I wanted
her to, she'd make me breakfast every morning. Okay. I
gave it a little thought, and it sounded good to me. I
told her that if she didn't mind it, I'd be very
grateful. That made her smile and she looked very happy.
She danced around the kitchen happily and it made me
laugh.
Breakfast was done. Eggs, bacon, sausage... I mean,
Kayla had put out the works. And it smelled great, my
mouth was watering. I mean, I know Kayla can whip up
some food now and then, but she never had cooked a full
course meal before.
She and I sat and ate breakfast together. We also talked
and I learned a few things about movies and music, and
she learned about my boring career, which she actually
did a good job of looking interested in hearing what I
did each day.
We finished breakfast, and together we cleared off the
table. Occasionally we would bump into each other and
we'd laugh at our clumsiness. The kitchen wasn't small,
but two people trying to do the same thing, causes
collisions. So she decided to direct the chaos. She told
me to gather the dishes and she would wash them. Then
she said that I could help dry them and put them away.
Normally, we'd just let the dishes sit and do them
later, so I figured that she was stalling for time.
Maybe Kayla hadn't been able to get any marijuana, and
was trying to make up for it, I thought to myself. I
really didn't care if she hadn't been able to get any, a
great breakfast like she made and her offer to make me
breakfast every morning, was even better! So to move
things along a little so she wouldn't have to keep
stalling, I decided I would ask her about the present
she so desperately wanted to give me. Then I could tell
her I wasn't disappointed, and just having breakfast
with her was the best present I could ever want.
She gave me a smile and put one hand on her hip, then
she asked me if I wanted what she was going to give me,
now or later. Feeling like a giddy little kid just
before Christmas, I decided to be childish and told her
I wanted it now!.
Kayla laughed and took my hand. She dragged me into the
living room and told me to sit on the couch. Since I was
being childish, I sat down like a good little "boy" and
begged like a kid for my present. Kayla giggled and told
me to stop, and I noticed that she was acting a little
shy.
She told me softly, to sit down and close my eyes. When
I had closed my eyes, she put a pillow case over my head
and told me it was so I wouldn't peak.
I couldn't see anything, even when I opened my eyes. So
I just sat and listened. I could hear shuffling noises
and a few scraping sounds. A few times I heard Kayla say
"Ouch!" under her breath, then some rustling of
something that sounded like wrapping paper. It was
taking a good little bit, then the sounds stopped. I
waited and waited. I was starting to get a little
impatient.
I could hear Kayla breathing nearby, so I called out to
her. "HEY LADY! I want my present!, I said in a childish
voice. She giggled softly, "Hold your horses, little
boy." Her voice sounded a little husky, and I figured it
was just muffled from the pillow case. So I waited and
fidgeted some more, but I kept my eyes closed.
I was really looking forward to opening the present.
Several more minutes passed and then I heard her come
closer to me. I felt her hand on the pillow case. "Don't
peak, when I take this off your head" she said, again in
a husky tone. "You have to promise." So I promised to
keep my eyes closed and closed my eyes tightly. I felt
the pillow case come off.
Kayla seemed to be breathing a little quick, and after a
few more moments, I heard her take a deep breath and
then in a soft sultry voice, she told me I could open my
eyes.
Shocked doesn't give justice to how I felt when I opened
my eyes. I actually think my heart stopped beating and I
forgot how to breath. Standing in front of me, was my
daughter. Kayla was completely nude, with only a big red
ribbon around her waist, a rainbow colored sash that
said "Happy Birthday" draped down from her right
shoulder to her left hip tied into a little pink bow on
the front, just above her bare... sex. In a very sultry
voice that made me wish I was deaf, she leaned forward a
little and very softly said "Happy Birthday, Daddy."
I froze. Well. My mind froze. A specific part of me
didn't freeze. It did something I couldn't believe. In
short, my dick got hard... FAST! My god, she was
gorgeous! My heart began beating fast. I wanted to close
my eyes, but they wouldn't respond. The most beautiful
woman I had ever seen, was standing naked in front of
me, was the only thing that registered in my shocked and
frozen mind.
The last time I had seen Kayla naked was when she had
fallen out of a tree at the age of 15, and landed on her
tailbone. She had made me look at it to make sure it
wasn't broken. Thankfully, it was only bruised, but even
then, I had felt a little bit aroused at seeing her
naked. It had been completely embarrassed me and I
promptly forgot about it, until now.
Seeing her right then, naked like that, my mind fought
to take control over my arousal. I couldn't take my eyes
off her, and she knew it. She smiled very seductively at
me, then spoke again. "Well, what do you think of your
birthday present?"
I was still frozen. I knew my mouth was open, but I
couldn't speak. I let my eyes roam over her tall body.
Kayla stood right around 5'10" her hair was a chestnut
brown, long and she normally kept it up in a ponytail,
but she had let her long silky hair down over her
shoulders and it stopped just to the top of her breasts.
Kayla's breasts are a good "B" Cup in size, round and
perky, her nipples hard with small areolas.
I watched her breasts rise and fall with each breath. My
mouth began to water as I imagined myself sucking on
those wonderful orbs. Then my eyes went down to her thin
waist, and below. Her pussy was completely shaved and
smooth. Her skin was smooth and showed no sign of a tan
line. As if knowing what I was doing, she slowly turned
and arched her back a little so I could get a good look
at her gorgeous ass. It was heart shaped and tight,
resting on well tanned, long legs.
I couldn't believe it was possible, but my already hard
cock felt like it got even harder when she did that. I
still couldn't say anything, I was stunned into shocked
silence. She's my daughter! What was I thinking? I mean,
I had known Kayla was beautiful, but I had no idea she
looked like this!. She always wore loose fitting
clothing around and never outwardly showed any part of
her... Gorgeous figure. What was I thinking? I wasn't
thinking, I couldn't think. Nothing registered.
Kayla waved her hand in front of my face and snapped her
fingers. "Dad? Are you okay?" she said with a giggle. I
looked at her, bending over in front of me. "Uhm...
Kayla... are...ar.. you..." I stammered. "Y-you...
you're... muh..muh... my... Present?"
She stood up, stretched out a long leg toward me and
placed her hand on her curvaceous hip. She looked right
into my eyes and said, "Yes." "I am your present.." Then
she added, "And remember, you made a promise to
accept... my present" then she emphasized, "AND you
promised to USE.." And then a short pause, and she
finished very softly with, "the present." She blushed.
Here's where my body overrode my mind. I reached forward
and grabbed Kayla by her waist with both hands and
pulled her to me. Her eyes went wide and she shouted,
"OH YES!." Then I took the ribbon off of her waist, the
rainbow colored sash went with the little pink bow, and
I pulled her down into my lap.
Kayla purred at me as I held her naked body in my arms,
and I still couldn't talk. I began to lavishly kiss her
neck and the rest of her body. I couldn't stop myself,
and her moans and groans, as well as her cries of "YES!"
just spurred me on.
When my hand went down to her mound, I could feel that
she was already wet. The anticipation of this day must
have really been killing her, because she immediately
began to buck against my hand really hard. She moaned
and ground her hips against my hand. She begged me to
finger her, so I slipped a finger into her and began to
slide it in and out of her wetness. Her hands went
quickly to my pants and began undoing them frantically.
I kept kissing Kayla and licking every inch I could
reach with my mouth. I slid another finger into her
pussy and while I pushed both fingers in and out of her,
I would rub my thumb against her clit. Kayla's eyelids
fluttered and she moaned, "Yeah! daddy, Oh YES daddy!
Yes!! please don't stop!"
Finally, Kayla managed to get my pants off and tossed
them on the floor, she lifted my shirt off and threw it
over the back of the couch, she sat up and pulled my
boxers down. Her one hand gripped my very hard cock and
began to stroke it. She tried to tug my underwear down
my legs.
I tried to keep my hand on her mound to continue
fingering her pussy, but it was an awkward position, so
I reached down and helped her get me out of my boxers.
Kayla laid on her back on the couch and spread her legs.
She stretched her arms over her head. "Now, daddy." she
softly cooed, "Make love to me, please!?!?"
I couldn't believe what I was doing. I wasn't thinking,
actually I couldn't think at all. Kayla was so very
beautiful, her body laid out like that on the couch,
inviting me. She begged me to make love to her again,
and I lost all control. I laid on top of Kayla, slid my
cock into her tight, wet pussy and began to fuck her
with everything I had. She gripped me tightly and
screamed, "OH GOD YES!!! Don't stop, daddy!! Fuck me
Harder! Ooooooh god.. Daddy! Don't Stop!."
I pounded her with every ounce of my being. It was the
most wonderful feeling. She was so very tight and she
bucked hard back into me every time I thrust into her.
Her pussy gripped my thrusting cock as I fucked her and
fucked her, her screams of desire making me go on and
on. "OH YES! YES!! Ohhhhhhh, daddy!! Harder... please!?!
Fuck me harder!" she would cry.
It wasn't long until I felt her body go rigid, then she
moaned loudly, "Ohhh... Ohh god! Daddy!! I'm going to
cum!" her body tremored as she climaxed hard as I
continued thrusting into her, she just kept screaming my
name and telling me not to stop. Then I felt my own
orgasm about to explode, and without thinking, I reached
under her, grabbed her gorgeous ass and leaned all the
way into her.
"Oh, baby! I'm going to cum too, oh KAYLA!" I yelled and
then I gave a huge, hammering thrust into Kayla's pussy
and felt myself come very hard inside of her. I kept on
thrusting into her beautiful body, shooting my cum into
her with jerk after powerful jerk of my cock.
At that moment, I thought I had never came so hard in my
life. I had no idea my body could do that, or that my
own daughter was about to get me to do even more. She
moaned and dug her fingers into my back, pulling me into
her. "OH DADDY!! YES!! I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM! OH GOD,
DADDY! IT FEELS SO GOOD!!" she screamed. That pushed me
completely out of my mind and all I wanted to do was
empty every drop of my sperm, deep into my daughter's
pussy.
I bit my lower lip as a gripped her gorgeous ass even
tighter and rammed my cock into Kayla's pussy with every
ounce of strength I could muster, she screamed and came
again as I kept myself deep inside her and gave a final
tremendous jerk of my cock and emptied my balls into her
gorgeous body.
As both of our orgasms subsided, we held onto each other
and I just laid there on top of Kayla, my cock still
completely inside her. I listened to her softly moan,
"Daddy... you have no idea how badly I needed that." she
said. "Oh my god, daddy... you make love better than I
ever dreamed!"
I felt the same way, I had needed that more than I
realized and I wanted to tell her that. But, my mind was
clearing and a huge conflict was occurring between my
mind and body. I had just fucked my own daughter, but it
was the best feeling I ever had and I didn't know what
to say.
As I finally pulled out of Kayla, she gave a little
protesting pout. "Oh... no.. daddy, please stay inside
me..." she pouted. But I couldn't, so I sat up on the
couch and looked at her gorgeous body. She remained
laying on her back with her arms stretched over her head
and with her legs apart. I looked at her pussy, and
could see my cum dripping out of it.
I was astonished at how much cum was coming out of her,
so much that I almost felt proud that I had pumped so
much into her, but quickly came to the horrifying
realization that I was watching my own cum, continuously
drip out of my daughter's pussy.
The look on her face made me think otherwise. She was so
beautiful, and she gave me a blissful smile. "Oh, wow,
daddy..." she began. "Oh wow... that was so good. I've
been wanting you to do that to me for such a long
time... Oh god, daddy!"
I didn't know what to say and I didn't want to upset her
right now. So I thanked her, "Baby... I-I..." I
stammered. "Honey. That was by far, the best present I
have ever had. Thank you so much, Kayla. I won't ever
forget this... I-I... really..."
She looked up and interrupted me, "You are welcome," she
said. "I wanted this for me just as much as I wanted it
for you, Daddy, but before I let you continue, this
isn't a one-time present."
I guess the look of confusion on my face was evident.
Kayla sat up slowly and placed her hand on my face,
turning it so I would be looking right into her deep
blue eyes. Then, without blinking she said something
that stopped my heart again, "Daddy," she began softly.
"I want this to be permanent. Not just for today. I want
this to be from now on."
I didn't look away.. There was no way I could look away.
I gazed into her beautiful deep blue eyes, and reached
my hand up to move a strand of her brown hair away, and
slowly shook my head. I couldn't let this continue,
Kayla was my daughter, and I was her father and no
matter how good it felt, it was wrong.
She looked as if she was going to protest, but I put my
hand up to stop her. "Wait. Let me... let me talk,
Kayla." I said. "I haven't been able to speak
since...since you,.. um. Well, since you 'presented'
yourself to me as my present."
I took her hand in mine to keep her from looking away. I
guess she knew what I was going to say, because I could
see tears beginning to well up in her eyes.
I had to say it. I didn't want to hurt her or myself.
"Honey, as much as I love you..." I paused a moment,
"And as much as I want to...I can't."
She gave a small shudder to hold back a sob,
"But...daddy.. I" she tried to say, but I put a finger
to her lips. "Shh.. let me finish, Kayla." I said
softly. "Baby. I am your father, and father's and
daughter's don't... normally, I mean... Have sex
together like that.." I could tell it was hurting her, a
tear fell from her eye and I quickly brushed it away
with my thumb. Her lip quivered and I know if I didn't
do something, she was going to start to cry. And I
couldn't stand to see her cry.
"I love you Kayla, I really do." I said. "Making love to
you just now, was the best feeling I've ever had in my
entire life. I can't deny that. I can never forget it,
and I wouldn't want to." Kayla relaxed a little, then
gave me a sad look. "But..." she said. "B-because I am
your daughter, you can't. Is that it?" She was straight
and to the point.
"Yes, honey. That is why we can't be like that." I
replied. "And you know it is illegal for this to happen,
right?" I thought I was making headway in convincing my
daughter as to the wrongness of what we had just done.
But after I said that, Kayla's eyes lit up and she
brought her head up.
She had a slight smirk on her face, "Actually, daddy.
What happens behind closed doors, they cannot do
anything about. It is actually against the law for
anyone to do anything to us here." she said.
I realized my mistake right off. She had wanted this so
badly, she had gone through and researched every angle.
Before I could even form a sentence, she sat up and
crossed her legs, Indian style. I couldn't help but
notice that my cum was STILL dripping from her pussy,
but I quickly focused on her eyes again.
She continued before I could say another word, "Daddy. I
know outside of our house, we can behave like father and
daughter, but we can have something more here, inside
our house and I promise you, that nothing can happen to
us."
I was struggling to find some way to rationalize what
she was saying, I figured I had one chance, so I took
it. "Honey... what would happen if you got pregnant?" I
asked finally. She gave me a glance, then looked down at
her pussy, with my cum still leaking out of it. "Daddy.
I think that is already a possibility," she said
sheepishly.
I closed my eyes and hung my head. Oh Yeah, and Oh shit.
I took a deep breath and slowly exhaled. "Okay. Yes, I
can see how that is a definite possibility, Kayla," I
said. "Now that brings us to legality. If you are
pregnant, then we're in trouble, because that takes us
outside of these doors and that is when the Law can be
enforced."
Kayla was smiling now. And I mean, she was beaming it at
me. Then I realized yet another mistake. She'd already
thought of that too! "What if I told you that I had made
some arrangements on that already?" she asked.
I gave a resigned sighed, "I'd have probably guessed
that you had, honey," I said quietly. "Good," she said
happily, "Because, if you haven't already guessed it,
I've wanted to make love to you for a very long time."
I was confused even more now, so I asked her to explain
everything she'd been up to. I couldn't rationalize
having sex with my own daughter, because there wasn't
any rationalization left, only the fact that it had
already happened. The only thing now was to try to make
sense of my feelings, I knew the wrongness, but Kayla
had gone through a lot to make this happen, so I
listened to her explain, and what I found out, destroyed
some of the barriers I was trying to put up to keep
myself in check.
Kayla talked and I listened, and what she said, really
knocked me for a loop. William's mother and father were
actually brother and sister!! Kayla explained to me that
William's mother, Joyce, had accidentally gotten
pregnant with her brother, David, after a party they had
both gone to. Their parents were so scandalized, they
disowned their children and made them leave. Unknown to
David and Joyce's parents, they had received a letter
from their grandfather.
He had found out from his daughter, their mother, of
what had happened and knew that she and their dad, were
going to do. Their grandfather told them they could stay
with him, and that when the baby was born, he would make
sure that no one would know.
The baby was born, and David and Joyce, named it after
their grandfather, William. Their grandfather was a
powerful man and quite wealthy. When David and Joyce,
presented their son to him and told him the babies name,
their grandfather handed Joyce a packet. Inside, was a
new identity and everything. He even had given them a
contact to call if they needed anything else. He also
gave them a lot of money to start a new life together.
I sat there and listened intently. Kayla looked up at me
and smiled, "I trust William, daddy. When he told me the
truth about his parents, I had to tell him the truth
about how I felt about you," she said softly. "He
understood me and he told me I had to follow my heart.
He's helped me with this by having sex with me, so I
could control myself around you.." Then she giggled a
little, "He even made me call him 'Daddy'."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but Kayla had my
attention. I couldn't deny what I was feeling, so I
urged her to continue.
She uncrossed her legs, got up from the couch and walked
over to the back of the love seat. She had placed a
green silk robe back there, and carefully put it on. My
eyes were riveted to her. She smiled and even blushed a
little, but then sat back down next to me, and leaned
against me.
"Daddy. William not only helped me with my sexual urges,
he helped me find all the information I needed, and then
he gave me this." she said and then held out a yellow
packet. I opened it up, and there were several items
inside. One was a birth certificate. It showed her as
having a different name and different parents. Her birth
date was also a month earlier and two years later than
it really was. She also had a new driver's license,
social security card and a few pictures. I took the
pictures and there was Kayla as a baby, but the people
in the photo I didn't recognize. It looked real!
"W-what is this, Kayla?" I asked.
"If you want me, daddy. Then I can't be your daughter.
And this can make that happen," she said. "I want you
daddy," she continued, "and I know that you want me."
I couldn't argue with that. I did want her, and badly
too. I pulled her to me and kissed her, but I still had
something to say. "Kayla, honey. We still need to talk
about you being pregnant." I said. "IF" she corrected.
"IF I am pregnant, or IF I get pregnant somewhere down
the line. William told me to call him and he knew a
special doctor that would help us and keep everything
private." she said hopefully.
I sat back, with my arms around Kayla, and held her to
me. She leaned her head back and pulled my head down to
hers. She kissed me on the lips, a solid and wonderful
kiss. I closed my eyes and felt like I was floating up.
"I love you, daddy," she whispered.
"I love you, too, baby," I replied.
She laid her head on my shoulder and placed her hand on
my chest, "I really need to know where we go from here,
daddy." she said. I hugged her tightly and kissed the
top of her head, "I need to know too, baby. Let's just
sit here together and let me think, okay?" I asked her.
"Okay, that is a good idea, and I am sorry if I am
causing a lot of problems, but I just had to be with
you, dad."
I held Kayla to me, and thought about how much this
would change our lives. Never in my wildest dreams, had
I thought it would be possible for me to fall in love
with my own daughter this way. And the guy I had hoped
would sweep Kayla off her feet and she would live her
dreams with, wasn't William. It was me.
My heart ached and pounded harder as everything started
to crystallize in my mind. I looked at the beautiful
woman in my arms, and I didn't see my daughter anymore.
I saw a woman, who loved me so much, she had gone
through a lot just to be able to reach this point, and
was willing to sacrifice a potential life with someone
else, to be with me. But did I have the right to do that
to her?
I lifted her up a little and looked directly into her
eyes, "Kayla. Are you sure thi--" she put a finger on my
lips. "I've thought about this for a long time, daddy.
Ever since I was 15," she admitted. "Dad, I tried to
find the same thing with William, but I just couldn't
find it with him. In order to have sex with me, he had
to act like you, and him making me call him "Daddy" was
his way of telling me it was ok. I know it sounds crazy,
I really do, but I can't sleep at night, because all I
do is dream about you. I want this more than anything, I
want YOU.."
What she was admitting to me, made think about that day
when she was fifteen, and I saw her naked after she fell
out of the tree. I remembered that I actually never even
saw much of a bruise and she had insisted that it hurt
while I felt along her tailbone and held her ass. I had
thought she had squeaked when I had touched where it
hurt her, but as it all came back to me, she was
actually enjoying it. She had wanted me to see her naked
and to touch her. It had never occurred to me why she
was completely naked, when only her tailbone had been
apparently injured. I was so blind then. And all these
years I had never taken notice of her.
"OH god, Kayla," I said as I pulled her closer to me,
and kissed her head, "Oh, baby. I had no idea, and I am
so sorry. I can't believe I didn't notice." I said
guiltily. "Daddy, don't think about that. Think about
now, and please tell me what you are feeling." she
practically begged.
Nothing in my life could have prepared me for this, I
had to tell her the truth. "Kayla, there is something I
need to tell you..." I said. Remember when I said I
would tell you when I found the special someone for me
honey?" I said seriously. "Well, I found her, honey. I
just didn't know how to tell you. I'm sorry, Kayla..."
I could almost see her heart fall, her face went ashen
and I thought she was going to pass out. "Y-you...
did... is... is she nice?" she said, and her beautiful
blue eyes were beginning to tear up. I put my hand under
her chin, looked my daughter in those beautiful eyes and
told her the truth, "Honey... You are that special
someone... I want you." I said with a smile, knowing I
had gotten her good.
Kayla let out a screaming hoot and tackled me. She hit
me hard, and I fell back. I held onto her tightly,
kissing her and felt her kiss me back. "I love you, love
you, love you" she said over and over again as she
kissed me.
She straddled my waist and slowly opened her robe. I
watched mesmerized as the silk fabric slid from her
shoulders and off her gorgeous body. She leaned forward
and placed her hands on my shoulders, "Make love to me,
daddy," she cooed softly. I put my hands on her hips,
lifted her body up, and then slowly lowered her down
onto my already raging hard cock.
Kayla and I made love several more times that day. I
insisted on wearing a condom, which she was against. I
convinced her that we weren't certain she was pregnant
yet, and that we shouldn't risk it, even with her new
identity. Reluctantly she agreed, and happily let me
make love to her again and again throughout the day.
By Monday, we were working on moving all of her stuff
into my bedroom. It was only natural, since it was now
her room too, and where she was going to be sleeping
from now on. We cleared out some drawers in the dresser
and made room in the closet for her clothes. Kayla
immediately suggested that we go out and buy a bigger
bed as well. I happily agreed.
*
The next day, I came home from work and Kayla was making
dinner in the kitchen. I walked in and gave her a hug
and kiss, placing my hand on her ass and squeezing her
gently. She leaned back and kissed me, "Hi daddy." she
said. "Mmmm. I like that." I gave her ass another
squeeze. "You'd better, honey," I was so hard for her. I
had gotten hard while I was driving home.
"Well, I guess I have some good news, dad." she said.
"I'm not pregnant." I could hear a bit of sadness in her
voice. "Oh." I said. "Are you okay hon?" She stopped
what she was doing, wiped her hands on a towel and
turned to face me. "Yeah, I am ok. I just..." she paused
and looked down. Then she looked back up at me, "um, I
just, well.. I kind of wanted to be pregnant, and have
your baby" she let out a soft sigh, "But I know that now
is not a good time for us." she said finally.
I didn't say it, but I knew what Kayla was feeling. I
was a little disappointed that she wasn't pregnant, but
I knew it wouldn't be a good idea with her still being
in high school. I gave her a hug and changed the
subject, "So, baby. What's for dinner?" She laughed and
told me what she was cooking, gave me a kiss and turned
back around to finish making dinner for us.
Another bit of news was that she had gotten on birth
control and since we knew she wasn't pregnant, I
promised to forego the condom tonight, which made her
very happy.
After dinner, we took a walk around the neighborhood. We
looked at the houses and watched the families working in
their yards and children playing. She smiled at me and
mouthed the words "One day" and pointed at the kids
playing. I just grinned and nodded.
I felt more alive than I have ever felt before. It was
like my heart was beating for the very first time. Kayla
looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes and her
smile was so wonderful. I had never seen her so happy
before. And I knew that I had never been as happy as
that very moment.
We continued our walk around the block and enjoyed
looking at families and the children playing, we talked
softly to each other about what our own future might
hold. It wasn't strange or weird at all, it felt
completely normal.
Just from that little walk around the block with Kayla,
and I knew deep down, that I wasn't her father anymore.
I could tell how she looked at me, that she didn't think
of herself as my daughter anymore either.
By the time we got to the house, we were having trouble
keeping our hands to ourselves. I kept grabbing her
luscious ass, and she kept groping mine. Giggling and
laughing, we ran to the front door, threw it open and
slammed it behind us as we tumbled to the floor in the
foyer.
We were insanely trying to get each other's clothes off,
she was laughing so hard as I fumbled with her bra, then
slapped my hands away and quickly removed it, letting
her delicious breasts free. I pulled her to me and began
to suck and kiss her breasts, licking her nipples and
feeling their hardness against my tongue. She already
had my pants halfway down and had pushed her hand down
inside and began to stroke my cock.
In response to that, I slid my hand down into the front
of Kayla's shorts and cupped her mound. I was intending
on getting her nice and moist, but she was already wet.
She pulled my face up from her breasts. "Oh, don't even
bother with that... I am more than ready, daddy." she
said in a very sultry voice. Then she added slowly,
"Fuck me, daddy... and fuck me hard.." I got up from the
floor and pulled her up with me. "Oh yeah." she said.
I literally tore her shorts off and she let out a little
yelp as I grabbed her bare ass, and spun her around with
her back to me. I stepped out of my pants and tossed my
shirt off. I moved her over to the doorway and grabbed
her hips. "Bend over, baby" I said. Kayla spread her
legs a little and leaned forward, I grabbed her thin
waist and pressed the head of my raging cock, into her
sex. "Oh god daddy!" she purred. "Yes! Just like that!
FUCK ME!" she cried. That was all I wanted to do, and
all I needed to hear. I drove my cock all the way into
her tight wet pussy.
Kayla screamed my name over and over as I fucked her. I
drove into her beautiful body with full thrusts, giving
her whatever she asked me for. Harder, deeper and each
time she would buck back into me. I just kept ramming my
cock into her sex hole and fucked her for all I was
worth. She kept calling my name and begging me not to
stop. "OH yeah, daddy... just like that, keep...
fucking... me!" she grunted as I kept pounding deep into
her.
I could feel my balls slapping against her ass. I drove
my hard prick deep into Kayla, and then I felt her body
tense and she screamed, "OH FUCK!! Daddy! I'm
Ccccuuuummingg!!" and she went rigid as wave after wave
of her orgasm ran through her. I felt her pussy clench
my ramming cock tightly as she came. Her body kept
spasming as each wave crested and fell. I knew she had
just had a really massive orgasm and I could feel that I
was about to cum as well.
Kayla's breathing was very fast and she was moaning,
"Oh... god.. daddy... please.. don't stop..." she
breathed heavily. "Pleassseee... cum inside me... daddy,
please!!" she begged me.
I wasn't going to use condom and I knew she was on birth
control now, so I decided it should be safe enough. So I
reached forward and caressed her belly, then raised my
hands up to her beautiful breasts and grabbed them as I
rammed the full length of my cock deep into Kayla's
cunt.
Then I let my cock explode inside her and felt my cum
spurt into her. I came again inside her, with several
hard jerks and spasms as I tried to empty my balls into
her. I was so deep inside Kayla's pussy, I imagined that
I was directly shooting my sperm into her womb.
The mere thought that I was impregnating her, even
though I knew I wasn't, was pure bliss, it caused me to
slide a little out of her wet pussy, and then ram it all
the way straight back into her with one last hammering
thrust. With a loud roar, I pumped the last drops of my
sperm into Kayla.
Kayla came again at that moment, "Oh fuck! oh fuck! oh
fuck! Jesus daddy! OH dear god, that was fantastic!
Wow!!" she cried excitedly. "YOU have got to do that to
me again... oh wow!"
I just smiled and pulled her up so I could kiss her
neck. "Kayla, I love you baby," I said.
She turned to look at me, "I love you so much, daddy..."
she said softly and then she looked over her shoulder to
me, pulled my head to her and kissed me on the lips. I
was still inside her and I began to back up to pull out.
"No, no, don't pull out," she begged. "Stay inside me
for as long as you can, please... daddy."
That part was easy, we stayed locked together and leaned
against the doorway for several minutes and continued to
kiss and caress each other, until my cock finally
receded to where I couldn't keep it inside her anymore.
Then, the most wonderful sight and experience happened.
As my cock slipped from her well fucked pussy, Kayla
came again, and I got to see the enormous amount of my
sperm gush out of her. There was soo much of it and her
eyes were wide as she watched it drip out of her pussy
and down her long legs.
Kayla smiled and looked up at me, "Holy Shit!!" she
shouted. "Jesus, Daddy... I think you literally filled
me completely up that time!"
"What in the world were you thinking about?" she asked
excitedly.
I couldn't deny it if I had tried, so I just told her.
"As I was cumming, I began to have thoughts of
impregnating you... and... well, that made me cum even
more."
Kayla's eyes went wide, "Daddy!!" she smiled. "My big
O's were because I was imagining that you were trying to
make me pregnant as well!"
That was when we knew what we had to do. We had to get
in touch with William and talk to the doctor he knew.
Since our walk around the neighborhood, and seeing the
kids playing made us both think about the same thing.
Kids. We wanted to have children.
We called and talked to William the next day. When he
answered, Kayla put it on speaker phone and told him
what had finally happened and what she and I were
wanting. "About damn time!" he said. "It took you two
long enough," he laughed. "I'll call the doctor, her
name is 'Dr. Maversen', and she's been a good friend of
my Mom and Dad's for as long as I can remember." We both
thanked him for everything he'd done for us.
We'd crossed over to being a normal couple. Kayla and I
could not keep our hands off each other. During the day,
we'd fuck and fuck some more. At night, we would make
love, long and slow. Spending long moments in each
other's arms afterwards, in blissful soft conversation.
I made sure that I came inside her every time, and she
always brought me so high up on my orgasm, that I filled
her completely nearly every time.
*
The weeks went by with Kayla going to school and me
working. Weekends were always fun, and we looked forward
to them. We'd do normal outside stuff like gardening and
yard work together, then we'd get all hot and sweaty and
take a shower together.
We would fuck each other hard, and then for the rest of
the day, Kayla would stay naked so we could keep having
sex. It was nearing the end of school and Kayla's
graduation was coming up, so we figured if she became
pregnant now, it wouldn't be noticed. Still, we didn't
manage to get pregnant.
I came home from work one day and had something really
important to tell her, "Kayla, honey. I have something
important to tell you." I said somberly. "Uh oh. What's
wrong daddy?" she asked fearfully. "Once you graduate
from High School, I..." I was faking it good, "I... am
going to have to move us..." here's where I was going to
tell her that I took a promotion and we're going to move
up North.
I didn't get to that part, because once I said, "Move
us..." she leaped into my arms, tackled me to the
kitchen floor and screamed with joy! Oh, and she
stripped her clothes off and fucked my brains out.
Kayla graduated from High School and we moved to a nice
neighborhood far away. She registered herself at the
college there with her new identity and we found a nice
house in a remote area just outside of town. Before we
left, We spoke to William again and he introduced us to
the 'Dr. Maversen'. She was very understanding and
considerate to us and gave us her personal number
if/when we should ever need her.
Once we arrived at our new home, I carried Kayla through
the door, to the back of the house where the bedroom
was. We made love the rest of the day.
The next day, Kayla didn't get a chance to put on a
stitch of clothing for the entire day, and we kept
making love over and over again. She already knew what I
was up to, "We're going to be the best parents for our
kids, Brian," she said. She had started using my first
name instead of daddy, so we could live without any
problems in our new home.
Then I lowered my lips down to her and slowly kissed
her. She moaned with pleasure, and I told her. "You are
going to be a wonderful mother, Kay--- Emily." I quickly
corrected myself with her new name.
And that was seven years ago. We also got officially
married there. "Emily" and I now have three healthy and
wonderful kids. This morning, I found out she was
pregnant with number four.
What a Life!
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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