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The night my daddy stopped denying himself, he and my mom had been arguing about money and their retirement fund, and my college fund all day. My mom got pissed and went to stay with her sister. My daddy got rip-roaring drunk. I got scared. I was sure they were gonna divorce or something. So even though I was already in my pajama's I went downstairs and climbed into Daddy's lap. Daddy is a big man. Not fat, but big. He is 6'7" tall and very muscular. So when I climb into his lap I always feel safe as if nothing in the world could hurt me.
He wrapped his arms around my chest and pulled me closer. “More hugs for my little girl. Got it!” He said. I wonder if he noticed I wasn’t wearing a bra underneath that shirt. Horror Writing | Screenplay Writing | How To Write | Write Books | Read Write | Writing Tips | Writing Tools | Writing Community The weird thing was I didn't want to stop him. I had a sudden flash of my daddy touching my wet pussy and it didn't freak me out. Although obviously daddy didn't want to touch me like that. He wasn't stopping though, maybe daddy did like me like that? On one hand, if I let him know I was awake and scolded him, our relationship would never be the same. He would never try anything like that again. He would be careful about showing me any affection, always aware I could accuse him of taking advantage of me and get him in trouble. I didn't want that.Yeah, they are going to pay me a million dollars in a five year contract. Half of that paid immediately.'
The incest/taboo categorization of this story refers to a daddy/daughter relationship. If this is offensive to you, please do not read it, rate it, or comment on it.I glanced at daddy's face and he looked nervous about something. His hand didn't stop moving up towards the bottom of my shorts leg. I rounded the corner at the top of the stairs feeling sorry for myself and wondering where my little girl was when I noticed the door to my home office was closed. I approached the door silently to hear soft moans, whimpers, and my daughter pleading for me to help her. I assumed the worse and barged in with my brief case raised above my head prepared to bash someone in the head with it. Instead I find that my daughter is bent over my desk, her fingers stuffed into her cunt as she watched porn on my big flat screen. I did keep my porn in my office so that my daughter wouldn't find it and now here we stood. I watched as she sank to the floor in embarrassment. I hurried over to wrap my arms around my naked daughter.
We use to cuddle all the time and you never kiss or hug me any more.” I explained, trying to make it sound more innocent. “Even when I was naughty, at least you’d still spank me.” Let's see." Daddy ran his hand along her cleavage, then slid it into her bra cup, cupping her breast gently, then feeling around thoroughly. Lily's nipples hardened under Daddy's touch, and she felt the tears well up in her eyes. Daddy then gave the same treatment to her other breast, examining it thoroughly with his hand. Then he caught her hardened nipple between his thumb and forefinger and rolled it gently between them. "What's this?" Daddy asked. "Do you like it when Daddy touches your breasts?"She shook her head. "It's not that. I want to tell you I forgive you, that I'm not mad at you anymore."
People ... people are following me. Following me in person. They are harassing me. Some want money. Some want to date me. Some want to marry me. Some are threatening me if I don't do what they ask for. They are following me home. I am worried. I don't know what these crazies will do.' It was about seven months ago now since my daddy made me squirt for the first time in the woods, and it hasn't been the last time. It’s happened again. I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing…and at this point, I don’t care anymore. It’s starting to feel good for me. I can’t just summarize what He did…I have to give every gory detail about the occurrence. Call it venting. Call it therapy. I just need to let someone know so that it doesn’t devour my soul. Although my innocence has been taken from me, a part of me feels like I deserve it. But let me stop rambling on, and begin my story. As the night wore on, Mom finally excused herself, as usual, saying, "I've got to get up way too early, so I'm heading for bed. Don't forget that you have school tomorrow."
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Within an hour I was laying on Daddy's lap in my usual position. Thirty minutes after that I heard the familiar question; I had been wondering if he had given up on trying to touch me. And sometimes," Daddy said, bending his face in close to her hidden treasure, "men want to taste a girl's pussy." His other arm he wrapped around me, lower when I was wearing a bra but no t-shirt; but when my bare breasts were hidden behind a bulky shirt, he got high enough so that I could feel his arm brush up against them.
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