Date: Wed, 27 Sep 2017 15:14:20 +0000 (UTC) From: Las Vegas Subject: Chubby and Sweet - Chapter 1 Chubby and Sweet -- Chapter 1 Bisexual Incest, Adult/Youth If you enjoy reading these stories please contribute to Nifty Nifty/Prolific Author/Las Vegas My dad is not a child molester. Our seduction was mutual. I wanted him to want me, and did everything to get him to act. And, when he'd hesitate in taking the next step, I would take it. Our relationship started when I was 11, and it went on until I met my future husband, my senior year in high school. *** I walked into my daughter's room (Carly Jean) and she was standing facing away from me, nude except for panties. I had not seen my daughter nude since she was a toddler. However, she was far from that now and her smooth looking back and that bubble butt, wide ass of hers brought me up short. I said something and she turned enough so that I could see her entire right tit. It was heavy and full enough so that despite its weight there was no sag. The nipple like a small thumb, an areola that was light pink and about an eighth of an inch wide. I walked out and by the time I got to the kitchen I had an erection. *** Just seconds before my dad walked in on me I had my hand in my panties, fingering myself. Touching myself was something I started doing the year before when I was 10, and now I touched myself constantly. I would lay in bed reading and touching myself. I'd touch myself while watching TV. I would even touch myself while eating breakfast. That day standing by the bed when he walked in I was moving my hand from inside my panties where it had been pushing my thick pussy lips apart, up to my nose to smell my fingers when he said, "Oh, I thought you were watching TV". I turned towards him and the look on his face was one I had never seen before, then he walked out. I thought to myself, so that is what lust looks like. He wanted me. I threw on some pajama shorts, and a spaghetti strap top, no bra and I followed him into the kitchen. He again apologized for not knocking before he walked into my room. I said good night and went to hug him. As we hugged I pushed my breast into him, pressing my harden nipples into him. For I too was aroused. He held me longer than he normally does, and I could have stayed like that, with my breast against his chest all night. We finally broke the hug, and I went to my room and masturbated to the thought of my dad having seen me in just panties and then my pressed my tits against him. *** As Carly Jean walked out of the kitchen I followed her with my eyes and then went to bed and jerked off thinking about that round little body of hers. That night I had a wet dream. From then on for several weeks I would think of her and jerk off, until I got her out of my system. Or so I thought. I was about 10 months later that I saw her standing in the sunlight wearing a summer dress and you could see right through it. She was not wearing underwear and the breeze pushed the dress against her body. I was in a trance and felt myself go hard. For a while now I had been comparing her to her friends, who were also turning 12. The other girls although the same height as my daughter were thinner. No tits or ass. My Carly Jean had curves where she needed them. I so wanted another hug, and as she was about to leave the room she said goodnight and hugged me. I held on. I felt her tubby tummy of hers press against my cock and my cock twitch against her stomach. She then leaned into me so that I could feel her braless tits under her tee-shirt, and she moved those fat puppies against my chest. Most men would have looked at my daughter as heavy, I thought of her as having a full body, and her heavy tits and big ass were that of a girl twice her age. And so, another round of weeks of jerking off began. *** My dad had started secretly looking at my friends and he'd look at them and then at me, not realizing I noticed. That was when I got the idea to wear the dress that was too small for me. I had loved that dress because it was so soft inside, but the thin fabric meant I could no longer wear it outside the house as you could see my bra and panties when I wore it. That day I put is on and looked at myself in the mirror, then I took off my panties and bra. I knew my tits, pussy, and ass could easily be seen, and that was what I wanted. I wanted him to see me and I went into the kitchen with that purpose in mind. I took one last look at myself in the mirror and saw that the sun coming in through my window made the dress seem transparent. So, the first thing I did when I walked into the kitchen was to go stand in the sun light. The bulge in his pants called to me and I went to hug him and at the last second took a dip with my knee so slight that I was sure he had not noticed. But, it was enough to trap his cock between us. I could feel it pulse. I always wear a tee over my bathing suit because I am embarrassed because I am chubby. But despite my tummy I would feel his erection pulse, and without realizing I was doing it, I moved my tits back and forth against his check. I went to my room but did not go in. I closed the door so that he would think I had gone to bed, and then I went into his room and hid in his closet with the closet door opened just enough so that I could see his bed. OMG! He walked in, stripped, and out sprang this big cock. It was so long and thick that even as I looked at it I had my doubts it was real. He pulled a tube from his nightstand, rubbed lotion all over his cock and laid down and played with himself. He started slow and moved his hand up and down, then over the head of his cock, then up and down again. With his other hand he rubbed his stomach, the inside of his thighs, his check, and his balls. Then, clear as day he said, "Carly Jean" and shot all over himself. His first shot landed almost to his neck, then there were other shots which landed on his check and stomach, then finally lots of small shots that came out of his dick but ran back down over his hand and onto that fat shaft of his. There was so much sperm. He was coming and pumping his hips in the air, and squeezing his cock to drain it, and saying my name! Ever had an orgasm that made you moan and shutter. I had been rubbing my pussy as fast as possible and when he came so did I. I tried to swallow my moan but it just came out sounding different, but it was still loud. And the shudder knocked my elbow against the closet door causing him to look my way. I froze. He wiggled his cock some more then closed his eyes. I knew I should have waited but I was not thinking and I walked out of these as fast as I could. The next morning, I went to his room. He was drying himself off in the bathroom and his door was open. I could see his reflection in the mirror. He was not only completely nude, but as he worked his towel over his cock it swung back and forth. My dad was hung. I stood there for several minutes, until we made eye contact. On my way to the kitchen I went to my room and removed my panties and wearing just a tank top tee I went to say good morning to him in the kitchen. He walked in wearing satin running short and his cock was hard and pointing up. I was by the door to the outside, knowing the sun on me gave him a view of my body. We stood there just looking at each other and I wondered if he could see the lust in my face, for there was no question his face said he wanted me.