Daugher & Father Incesttuous Fantasy

M y name is Libby, I am 16 years old and I’m an only child. Ever since I was 3 years old my dad has been raising me as a single parent because my mom left us for a co-worker, who she was having an affair with.   I hate to say it but I don’t remember her. All I know about my mother is what my father has told me about her, “She is a selfish manipulating *****”. I don’t argue with him on his judgment, we agree on most things, besides I was just a little girl when she left us. Everything has worked out for the best though, he has done an amazing job raising me, and my daddy and I are extremely close. Especially now after our little incident that occurred a few weeks ago which completely changed our relationship. I guess you can say it improved our relationship to a different level, now we are more comfortable and open with each other. 

It all started one night around 9:30 pm; I went to take a shower after watching South Park together with my dad on the sofa. After I got out of the shower I put on my short silk spaghetti strap nightgown and panties on and headed downstairs for a drink. There my daddy sat in his boxers reading before bed on his sofa chair. I got my iced tea from the kitchen, pretending not to notice my dad’s glare as I bent down to reach into the freezer for the tray of ice. When I stood back upright, my dad noticed I saw him looking and admired me for my beauty and said “God Libby, when did you get such a nice figure, it feels like yesterday when you were just my baby girl”. It was true, I no longer was the same girl I was a few years back, I have lost weight from when I was a heavy little girl. Now I was 145 pounds (not skinny or thick, just about average), I had long black hair, brown eyes, a slight tan, C cup breasts, and curves. I love it how my dad looks at me now, it’s different from how he used to. He stares at me with this look in his eyes; I don’t know what it is but it makes me feel sexy, when he catches me looking back he always grins then he looks away. I have to be honest, my dad is an attractive man, nice built, trusting eyes, and deep voice. Maybe it’s my hormones kicking in, but day by day I have been trying to ignore the fact that I have been growing even more attracted to him. 

 After having him compliment me, he told me to walk over to where he was sitting to show me something in his book. Feeling more confident  with my dad’s admiration; I walked over to him and sat balancing myself of the large armrest of his chair. He opened his book to show me the gorgeous Greek island of Mykonos (we are Greek) and said “Sweetie, I want to take you there”. I was excited, “I would love to go do anything with you, Daddy!” [At that point I had never really thought about doing anything with my own father.] We just sat there for a few moments in silence smiling at one another.  

 Daddy told me I looked uncomfortable sitting on the armrest and told me to sit in his lap. I was glad to do so because I was a bit cold wearing such a thin nightgown. I loved the feel of being so close to his chest; he was so warm, loved the sound of his heartbeat, and watching his chest rise and fall. He held me as I sat on my side with my knees curled in, facing him. I whispered, “I love you so much Daddy “as I let my hand feel his slightly hairy masculine chest as I held my drink in the other. It comforted me to be held so close and to feel his manliness surround me as he had his arm around my shoulder and the other resting on the back of my thigh.   He decided to lighten the mood and start tickling me. I couldn’t stop squirming in his lap and giggling, I had to put my drink down as I was about to spill it.  

He gave me a break as I leaned back to set my glass on the ground, but before I did I popped an ice cube into my mouth to suck on. Now that the tickling and moving around stopped it was then when I realized I could feel something slightly pressing up against my thigh. I noticed there was a large bulge in Daddy’s pants and saw he was staring directly at my  hard nipples showing right through my silk nightgown. He quickly looked up as I was turned around now and gazing at him. To break the silence, return the playful mood, he said “I want a piece of ice”.  So I began turning around to pick up my glass from the ground when he grabbed me, and said “No, I want yours” with a smile. I leaned in and teased him using my tongue to play with the ice and said “Then come get it Daddy”. I hadn’t realized what this meant for him to get it from my mouth, but we began to playfully swap the ice into each other’s mouths, at the time I didn’t exactly think of it as kissing. Until next thing I knew the ice had already melted, and our tongues began to massage one another and we began making out passionately. 

  We shifted our bodies and hands onto one another into a more comfortable position and continued sensually making out. Everything felt so wrong yet so right at the same time, I liked this aggressive side of Daddy yet I didn’t know what to make of it so I kept going. His curious hands ran along my body, I could feel their heat right through my dress, it felt so wrong to be craving his touch and feeling so aroused by it. His hand began rubbing my thighs, slowly creeping higher, I longed for it to stop going in circular motions and just reach under my night gown. It did, Daddy was grabbing my *** and then moved his hand closer in and began rubbing the outside of my panty in which I immediately regretted wearing. Daddy seemed nervous, I could feel his heart pounding as he touched his baby girl and he seemed to be a little unsure of whether or not to slip his hand under my panties. 

So I decided I would be the one to show Daddy how much I wanted him. I pulled away from our kissing, looking at him straight in the eyes, slightly biting my lower lip. I crawled off of him onto my knees as I left my hand to run down his chest following his happy trail until I reached his boxers where I found what I wanted. I pulled out his **** and before going down on him I looked up into his trusting eyes that ensured me he was alright with what I was about to do, so I licked his **** from the shaft to the head where I began to swirl my tongue around it. Then I wrapped my mouth around his **** and took it all in my mouth, deep-throating him. I started off slowly the quickening my pace moving my head up and with his hands on my head pushing my head down all the way, until Daddy’s breathing became even harder and said, “Oh ****... I’m about to ***!” He did, pulling my hair to raise my mouth off, but I stayed down to swallow his *** that hit the back of my throat and I ate my daddy’s warm ***. 

 I kissed him right before grabbing his arm and pulling him down on the ground with me. I held his chest down and crawled over his body, pinning down his arms down with my knees as I sat grinding my ***** onto his face.   He began by dragging his tongue from my ***, between my lips, to my **** where he began moving his lips and sucking on my ****. I began to moan, “Mmm, yeah!” He lightly started nibbling my **** as he sucked it; it drove me crazy. I had multiple ******* as my knees couldn’t stop shaking; I tried hard to hold myself from collapsing on him. His mouth moved back down and started massaging my lips with his tongue, and then he drove his tongue in my ***** which sent shudder through my body as I came.

I couldn’t help my desire for Daddy to be inside me, I reached for his semi-hard **** as I felt it grow hard in my hand.   “Baby girl, turn around for Daddy”, so I listened to him and got on my hands and knees; face down, *** up. He spanked my ***; oddly the tingling did nothing but turn me on even more, came right up behind me and shoved his **** inside of my tight *****. He started off soft and slow, then started thrusting himself deeper inside of me, I couldn’t stop moaning; “Mmm ****, Daddy! ” , as his balls slapped against my wet *****.  

I let Daddy rest as I rode his ****, he held my **** while they bounced up and down while his fingers he played with my nipples.   “You’re the most amazing daughter, I can’t tell you how much I’ve wanted you lately” and with that said I began riding even faster and harder until I had slowed down because I was having another ****** as my legs went weak. After Daddy pushed me off because he was about to ***. So I got off and sucked on his throbbing head so I could taste my daddy’s *** once more. He came in my mouth as I continued to suck him until his **** was soft. 

We got on the couch together and laid there naked in the middle of our living room, looking at one another and I gave him my naughtiest smile. His arm was around me as I cuddled with him on my side holding him; my manly daddy who I had just made love with. There we both fell asleep in each other’s arms. The next morning I couldn’t believe what had happened the other night, I prayed it wasn’t just a dream because I loved the connection Daddy and I had with one another. I looked around to realize it wasn’t,  I was naked under a blanket on the couch in the living room. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, I looked and saw it was Daddy just wearing a towel, having just come out of the shower, he winked at me.  “Morning baby girl, I made you breakfast,  it’s on the table”. I sat up and smiled, it was a start of a whole new day and a whole new relationship.