Date: Sat, 7 Oct 2023 22:04:00 -0400 (EDT) From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com Subject: Sunburned Daughter This story is 100% fiction and is for mature readers only. If you are under 18 please leave now. Please note that all my stories are written for enjoyment only and not intended to give anyone ideas on what to do, what to try, or who to do things with. The actions taken in my stories should stay in your mind only and not expanded to real life situations. This story is a fantasy involving a father and adult daughter. You can see a list of all my stories on the authors page under the author, Playtime69. All comments are appreciated and can be emailed to ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com. Please identify what story you are talking about when you send me a message. Even though I do not respond to all emails I do read them all and have used some of your suggested ideas in my stories. I also will write new stories with your suggested ideas. Just send me your ideas to address above with as little or as much information as you want to tell me including names, ages, sexes, positions, relationships, and what section on Nifty you want the story to go, etc. I will see what I can do with it. If you want to name the story that is fine too. Just make sure the information is yours and not from someone else's story. Thanks for reading. Please, find it in your heart to donate to nifty at https://donate.nifty.org/ without them we would not have a safe place to deposit and read such great stories. Sunburned Daughter by: Playtime69 I heard the phone ring as I relaxed after a hard day at work. I looked over at the caller ID and noticed it was my daughter, Heather. "I wonder what she needs now?" I thought to myself. Figuring I had better answer just in case it was important I picked up my phone not knowing what to expect. "Hi Baby. What's up?" I answered. "Hi Daddy." She replied. Her voice was not the normal 'Daddy I need something' voice it was more of a 'Daddy I'm in trouble' voice. It almost had a quiver to it as she spoke. This concerned me to the point I was now feeling bad because of the way I was thinking. "What's wrong, Honey?" I then asked. "Oh Daddy, I'm in trouble and need your help." She begged. "Are you pregnant? In jail? Overdrawn on your checking account? What kind of trouble are we talking about?" I brutally asked. "Daddy!" She yelped. "Really?" She strongly said. Then after a deep breath she finished by saying, "Give me SOME credit." "Sorry. So what is going on?" I replied knowing that my method of questioning worked. She was now much calmer and I knew she was going to be able to communicate what was wrong a lot easier. "Mommy told me to get out of her house." She told me as she was about to break down in tears. "Her house? The house I paid for? The house I gave her so I could escape?" I thought as my mind wondered. "Ok. Calm down. Sounds like your mother had one of her normal fits. She usually will be ok if given some space and time." I said as I tried to reassure my daughter that things would be alright. "Not this time. She really means it. She gave me one week to get out and never come back." Heather replied as her voice again quivered. "Slow down and take a deep breath." I told her trying to keep her from falling apart. After hearing her take a few deep breaths, I continued. "Now, start from the beginning and tell me what happened and when." "No! Daddy! I cannot tell you that." She blurted out. Chuckling I said, "How can I help you if I do not know what is going on." After a lengthy pause, Heather decided to give me a basic idea of what had happened. What she told me did not really surprise me. You might say she was not the typical girl. Anyway the jest of it was her mother had gone out for the evening and Heather had one of her girlfriends over. Eventually they got into a pretty provocative position and her mother came home and saw what they were doing. That was at the top of her mother's 'Thou shalt not do' list, so she threw the friend out and then told Heather to get out. Eventually after a lot of pleading and crying her mother told her she had one week to get gone. All of this happened the night before so the clock was ticking and with only six days left we had to move fast. Luckily, Heather was between jobs so she had time to pack. I asked her if she wanted to move in with me now and to follow my rules. After some negotiating she agreed. I told her to get a bunch of boxes and start packing everything that was hers. She was to put all the boxes in a pile and send me pictures of the pile so I would know what we needed. She then needed to clean the entire room perfectly. I did not want her mother to call me complaining. She was also to find out when her mother was not going to be home because I did not want to move Heather out while her mother was home. Before I hung up I added a catch to the agreement. "Heather, there is just one thing more before we finalize this." With an exhausted exhale she asked, "What now?" "Hey little girl. You are still my daughter and I will spank you if I need to." I threatened. "Sorry Daddy. What do you want to add?" She asked nicely. "Not now, but once you are away from there I want you to give me details of what happened to cause your mother to explode like she did." I demanded. "Daddy No!" She yelped again. "Baby, we have always been open with one another and have been able to talk about anything. I think it will be good for both of us for you to get it out in the open. Plus if you do not promise I am not letting you move in with me." I explained. "Ok. I promise." She finally said, knowing good and well I would have still let her move in with me anyway. I missed my baby girl and would have taken her in no matter what. While Heather did all that, I made plans to rearrange my days off which meant a lot of work in a row but it was for my daughter and even though it did not sound like it I would do anything I could for Heather. I just wanted her to grow up. I then got some work done on my car to make the long trip. It was a day and half drive there half a day to load it all up, and a day and a half drive back and then unload. A couple of days later I got some pictures through texts and when her mother was going to be gone. Plans were set. I made sure she knew to pack stuff as tight as she could so we could get all the boxes in our cars. It was a good thing there was no furniture going. Right on time I left early in the morning stopping about where I needed to stop to get there when she was alone. The next morning I planned to leave just at a certain time which I did. I called right before I got there and found out her mother had just left. Perfect timing. I pulled up and she began to bring box after box after box outside. I loaded both cars together so that it would all go in the first time without rearranging. I was able to get it all in with some of it being taken out of the boxes and shoved into the cracks. I went inside and checked to make sure it was clean and that she had not missed anything. It all looked empty and clean. We escaped before her mother came back. We drove a little ways and stopped for the night. I got us a shared room with two beds. I showered first while she called and talked to her mother. I wanted them to talk but not necessarily be friends. Then while Heather showered I ordered our favorite pizza. When Heather came out and the pizza was there we began to eat. I figured now with her out of the house, things more relaxed, and her getting some food she was now ready to give me the full story. It was either that or to be taken back to her mother. "So how are you feeling now?" I asked my daughter. Smiling at me she said, "Much better now. Now that I know I have a place to live." "Good. I am glad. Now...How about you tell me how this all happened." I demanded. "Oh...Daddy...Please..." She complained. "Would you rather go back to your mother's?" I threatened. "Ok. You win. Mom had gone out to some function and my friend came over to talk. I am not telling you her name." She began. "Ok." I said as I was waiting for 'the good stuff.' "My friend had just broken up with her boyfriend because he was just interested in dumping his cum inside her pussy then leaving. He did not care about her or making her feel good. She then had to try to take care of things herself but she did not know how to do it. I told her that I had been having the same problem. That was until I found a guy that was really good and could give me two or three orgasms in a row. But I caught him in bed with my best friend so I dumped him and basically gave up on men. I then learned how to make myself feel good. My friend seemed to be interested in how I did it so she could take care of herself too. We began by stripping naked. I got the vibrator and showed her how to tease her clit with it. We took turns teasing our own clit and shoving it inside our pussies. We were both really excited by this time but had not had an orgasm yet. Remembering back to when I was younger and experimenting with my friends I suggested." She was telling me when I was blindsided with some information that I just had to have clarification about. "What experimenting? Younger? Friends? Are you telling me that when you were a little girl you experimented with your little girlfriends?" I questioned. Giggling, Heather said, "Yes. You and Mommy never knew did you? I was only 13 when some of my older friends taught me how to make another girl feel good. We did it quite often." "No." I said still stunned. "So I suggested we do some pussy kissing. We interlaced our legs to where our pussy lips touched each other. I showed her how to hump to make each other feel good. We were moaning as we neared an orgasm but being so excited I wanted even more before ending the session. I pulled back away and moved into more of a boy girl position so I could kiss her. I first gently kissed her on the lips making her feel like I was making love to her and not just trying to get her off. We kissed a while before I tapped on her lips with my tongue. She knew exactly what I was doing and soon had her mouth open for me to come in and visit. The French kiss quickly turned very hot as we played with each other's nipples and pussy. Again we were very close so I lowered my head until I was sucking on her breasts. Making my way down her body I kissed and licked her pussy. Driving my tongue deep into her hole, she began to have a massive orgasm. Her cum flooded my mouth and I got to taste something I had not had in many years. I had forgot how much I loved the taste of fresh pussy juice." My daughter was saying as I felt my cock getting cramped in my shorts. I adjusted my male member for some relief and this of course was noticed by my daughter. She asked me if I wanted her to stop and as I panted I told her to keep going. "Anyway. I wanted my friend to do the same to me so I moved around and planted my pussy in her face and told her to do the same to me as I did to her. I continued to lick and suck her pussy making sure I teased and nibbled on her clit. She was on her third orgasm before I had one but that one was a big one. I must have sprayed a quart of pussy juice into my friend face and mouth before she went after my pussy again. I was well on my way to a second orgasm when I heard Mom yelling at me and asking what was going on. I tried to explain but she would not listen to me and threw my friend out of the house. That was when she told me to pack my stuff and get out. The rest you know. Except..." She told me when she abruptly stopped. "Except what?" I probed. "Well Mom was mad because I was having sex with another girl but she probably told me to get out of her house because the vibratory I used was hers and we were doing it in the living room on the couch. Now that I think about it she might not have said much if I was in my bedroom using my own toys." She finished with a dazed look on her face. "You think?" I commented. "So this friend of yours. She did not know how to masturbate? She is your age right?" I began to wonder about a few things. "No. Actually she was only 18 years old." Heather admitted. "Why did you not use your own vibrator? I am sure you have one." I then asked. "That is easy. Mom's vibrator was a lot better than mine." She said without hesitation. At that point I am sure I was a sight to see. My throbbing cock in my shorts with a big wet pre-cum spot in the front. And my daughter sitting across from me telling me a sex story that would have made a hooker get horny. "I'm sorry Daddy for bringing you into this but I did not know where to go. The friend still lived at home so I could not have moved in with her and I do not have a boyfriend or a job. You were my last hope." She admitted. "It is ok. I just wish you did not have to think of me as a last resort. I wish you could have thought of me first." I told her. I took a look at her panty covered pussy and saw it was even wetter than my pre-cum covered shorts. I asked her if she needed to take care of her hornyness tonight. With a giggle she said she would be alright that she was too tired to enjoy anything anyway. I agreed. With that we went off to sleep. Early the next morning we got up and left. We made good time and drove late into the evening before stopping. Eating a dinner together we cleaned up and went right to sleep. The last day of the trip found us back at my apartment where we unloaded everything into her new bedroom. Her new bedroom use to be my computer room. My computer was now in the kitchen and the rest of my stuff was in my bedroom. I figured this would not be permanent so I was not too upset. I was just glad my little girl was with me now. That night we ate and I showed her around some. I was off to sleep as soon as possible because I was not only working the next day but had 10 work days in a row before I got a day off. That night in bed I thought back to what all went wrong in my life. The first mistake was getting married to the one I did. The second was having a baby so early in the marriage. Then again I did love my daughter and if it were not for those mistakes then she would not had been there. Loving my daughter so much was one reason I stayed married. I did not want her to grow up without a father so even though the sex was bad and I had to put up with all the bad things my wife had done to me I stayed with her. That was until Heather turned 18 years old. It was not long after she was 18 that I asked for a divorce. I gave my wife the house and took only my personal belongings and left. I made sure I moved as far away as possible giving my daughter the choice to come with me or to stay. She chose to stay because that was where all of her friends were and since she did not make new friends easily she wanted to stay there with them. I was sad but I did what I had to do. I think she understood but she still did not communicate much with me for all that time we were apart. She was now 23 years old, only a year or so of a college education, no job, no boyfriend, no place to live, and in a city that she knew nothing about. The only thing she had going for her was that she lived with me and she had a good car to get around with. I fell asleep just hoping things would work out for the both of us. I was up and gone to work before Heather was awake. I left her a note telling her she could eat whatever she could find and that I would stop on the way home to buy groceries. She already knew she should unpack and get her stuff cleaned up. She also needed to look for a job but could go to the pool if she wanted. Work was fine with no problems but I also knew it was going to be a long time before I got another day off. On the way home I bought a lot of groceries hoping what she ate when she was 18 was what she still ate. I got home and took all the stuff inside. She had made some progress and had even spent some time at the pool. She told me she wanted to get everything put away before she started looking for a job. I was not sure if that was an excuse or was actually a good reason. Over the next week she got everything put away and her room and apartment cleaned up. She had a nice tan going from going to the pool most every day. She also began to make dinner so I did not have to cook when I got home and by the end of the second week she had been applying for jobs and actually had some interviews. It seemed like she was actually trying to make things work. It was not like she had much choice. She had no friends. She had very little money and if she did not stay with me she had no place to live. I was pretty much back on schedule with my daily work and home activities. There was just one area I had not been able to deal with and that was sex. Not like I was having sex with anyone. Matter of fact I had not had sex in several years but normally I would masturbate several times a week if not daily. Now being over two weeks since my last cum shot I was beginning to get a little horny, more like excessively horny. I could have jacked off a quick one in the shower or in bed but I wanted something fun, adventurous, or mind shattering. I normally would go around the house naked and playing games with myself like rolling a die to tell me how many time I had to cum that day or how may time I had to get hard before I could cum. They were just little things to make my orgasms more fun. With my daughter in the house I did not think that to be proper so I just did nothing. I really did not know what I was waiting for or how I was going to get some time alone. I actually had hoped she would get a job and would be working by now and I could have some time when she was at work. It was rather odd that whenever I was home she was home. I knew she was gone some while I was gone but never when I was there. My two days off was finally coming up. I had one more day to work then two days off and I was going to the beach. I had not been to the beach in about a month so I was looking forward to it. If Heather wanted to come she was welcome but was not sure it was her thing. I worked my last day and on the way home I stopped and got some beer to drink on my days off. When I got home Heather had dinner ready like normal. She was actually a good cook. Could be because I taught her how. I put the beer in the refrigerator and sat down to eat. Heather was acting a little funny when we started to eat but I said nothing about it. All of a sudden Heather blurted out, "I can wait any longer. I just got to tell you." "What Baby?" I asked. "I am having a second interview at a place I really want to work at. It will not happen till next Wednesday but I was told it looks really good." She excitedly said. "Great. A nice dinner, beer for later, two days off from work, and now good news. This has turned into a great night. I am really happy it looks good for you getting the job. Hope it happens." I was saying. Then after a pause I added, "You do know you can stay with me as long as you need." "Thanks Daddy. You are the best. I love you." She said with a twinkle in her eye. I figured now would be a good time to invite my daughter to go to the beach with me tomorrow. "I am going to the beach tomorrow. Would you like to go?" I happily asked. "Beach? Why the beach when there is a really nice pool downstairs?" She questioned. This was where it was going to be difficult. I was just going to lay it out and see what happened. "It is a really nice special beach?" I started off with. "Special beach?" Was the next question I knew she would ask. Here it goes. "It is a clothing optional beach." I wanted to be direct but at the same time I wanted the correct terminology to be used. "A nude beach!" Heather yelped as I thought she was going to choke on her food. "No not a nude beach, a clothing optional beach. There is a difference. A nude beach required you to take off all your clothes within a certain time of entering. A clothing optional beach is just that. You can wear a swim suit, you can go topless, you can take everything off, or you can even wear shorts. It is up to you." I explained. "Still. There are naked people there. That is where all the dirty old men go to look at the cute naked girls. Is that why you go?" She grilled me. "Yes, there will be naked people there. No, it is not a beach full of dirty old men just looking at young girls. And no, it is not why I go. Most of the people there are older overweight men and women. There really are not a lot of young people that go. There are some depending on the day of the week but generally the ones there are older. Most go to be free or to get an all over tan. I go because I like being naked outside and I love to be tan all over." I admitted. "You...You...You...You go there often? You...tan all over." She babbled. Chuckling I said "Yes to both questions...See..." I stood up turned my back to my daughter and mooned her right there at the kitchen table. I found humor in it myself but she did not think it was so funny. "Daddy! Please! Not while I am eating!" She begged. "Sorry. I will show you later then." I told her. "No...That is ok. I saw enough." She quietly said. We continued eating then out of the blue she giggle, "Nice butt, Daddy." "Thanks. Now do you want to go with me tomorrow. It will be fun and you can wear your bikini if you want. No one will mind if you are clothed. Then if you want you can get naked with me when you are ready." I kidded. "Daddy!" Heather groaned. We finished eating and she cleaned up the kitchen while I showered and got comfortable. We met in the living room for some family TV time and some beer. That was one thing we had in common. We liked the same beer and since she was old enough to drink we could easily party together without fear of getting into trouble. It was getting time for bed and since we had both had several beers and were feeling pretty good we each went to our own bed for the night. I kissed her good night and asked, "So are you going with me tomorrow?" "I guess I will give it a try." She giggled. I was out like a light as soon as I was in bed. I knew nothing until the following morning. I got up and fixed us something to eat. The smell of breakfast cooking got Heather out of bed and into the kitchen for some food. While we ate I told her what to pack and what to wear. I told her that normally I would stay at the beach a few hours then go to eat lunch. I then would return and spend some more time there and depending on different thing I might or might not stay for the sunset. With food in her belly and more awake she was getting excited about going. I am not sure it was due to being naked or just spending the day with me. It was actually the first father daughter thing we had done since she moved in with me and I wanted it to be special. We dressed and packed the car and was off. It took about an hour to get there because of traffic. Then I had to park in a special lot before we walked to the beach. Heather froze when she saw the sign that stated that she might see naked people past that point. I think she was finally understanding what she was about to experience. I tugged on her arm and told her to get moving. Entering the beach we headed to the right, my normal area, and after walking another five or ten minutes I picked an open area and stopped. I got Heather to help me lay the towels out and position our belongings. I knew this was when things were going to get interesting. I pulled my shirt off and took off my sandals. Next I removed my shorts and folded them up and placed them at a corner of the beach towel. My daughter was also removing her cover-up and shoes. Next I pulled down my swimsuit letting the whole world see what I had underneath. Heather turned around to sit on the towel and seeing me naked gasped. "Daddy! So soon?" She questioned. Then after a good look at me she whispered, "You shaved." "Yes. I like being hairless. It is something I have liked for a long time, even before I was married." I told her. I sat down and began to rub tanning oil all over my body. I rubbed some on her back and she did the rest of her body. Then she did my back for me. We sat down and got comfortable as the fresh air drifted over my naked body. I watched her eyes as she looked around. "See anything you like?" I joked. "No. Not really. Mostly all fat naked old people. Just like you told me." She admitted. "Did you think I was lying to you?" I asked. "I did not know what to think. This is rather nice though. I like the sounds of the waves crashing in a quiet surrounding. It is really relaxing. I know why you like to come now." She told me. I laid back and after a while I flipped over to tan my back side. Heather too laid down and turned over when I did. It was almost like follow the leader. We had been there about an hour or so when I asked if she would like to go for a walk. I explained that I normally would walk from one end to the other. I told her that made a two mile walk and when I came back from lunch I would do it again. The first question out of her mouth was, "You are going to walk around naked?" "Yes. As long as you stay in the clothing option area it is allowed." I chuckled. We got up and started walking. Suddenly she stopped and asked, "Will our stuff be alright without us there?" "Yes. It is pretty safe here." I told her. We walked and talked all the way to the end. I showed her the sign and told her that if she was naked that she should not pass the sign cause she could get into trouble. We turned around and went back. She liked getting her feet wet in the ocean and looking for shells. Overall we were having a great time. Making it back to our spot we decided to go into the water before laying back down. She questioned if it felt funny to be in the water naked. I laughed as I told her it was like being in a big bathtub, reminding her that she did not wear clothes when she took a bath. After some time in the water we went back and laid down. She asked why the other end of the beach had so many younger guys and all the older couples were on this end. I explained that the other end was the gay area but not to worry there are strict rules so you will not see anything bad and will not have any problems with them. When we had dried off and we were both hungry we headed out to eat. We stopped off at the showers where I washed off before dressing in my shorts and shirt. She rinsed off and slipped on some shorts and a top over her bikini. We went to have lunch and after a while we came back to the beach. We went back to the same spot where I once again got naked in a hurry and oiled myself up. I laid down and soon I fell asleep. I woke up an hour later to find my little girl also naked. Her white butt up for all to see. I flipped over and soon she did the same. We spent quite some time there not thinking how her white skin might not like all that much sun at once. It was a few hours later when I noticed her white boobs and butt had pinked out. I figured we had better get her out of the sun before she roasted. She begged me to stay because she was just getting use to being naked in public. Just like when she was young I always gave in. I told her we could walk but she could not lay out any longer. She agreed and off we went. Father and daughter walking naked down the beach. Neither one of us having any dirty thoughts or getting excited at all. We were just having a good time together. Finishing our walk, I decided it was time for us to leave. We went to shower before leaving but Heather felt funny showering in public naked. She did eventually rinse of before getting dressed. On the way home we talked about the experience. She told me she really loved the feeling of being naked outside. She understood what I had told her earlier about why I loved going to that beach. When we got home we each showered. I put on some shorts but when she came out she was just wearing a long tee shirt. I asked her if she was alright and she told me it was hurting too much to put anything else on. "Lift up your shirt so I can see." I told my daughter. "But Daddy. I'm naked underneath." She complained. "So? I was just looking at you naked on the beach. What is different about here?" I was questioning. "I don't know. Just feels funny." She tried explaining. I took it upon myself to lift her shirt up so I could see. She did not fight me because she knew that I really needed to see what the problem was. Her butt, boobs, and pussy area was pink. I would not say red as in 'going to blister' red but was definitely going to hurt a bit. "Looks like my little girl got herself a bit of sunburn. The parts that you had been tanning at the pool will be pink but looks to be alright but your butt, boobs, and pussy is another story." I told her. "Daddy, it hurts. Fix it." She begged. "I can try. First take that shirt off. You will need to stay naked tonight and tomorrow. I have some lotion that should help. Bring your pink ass to my bedroom and I will put some on you." I told her. She knew I was right and should not complain. She pulled her shirt off letting me see her naked body for the first time in private. We went to my bedroom where I laid out a big towel on my bed. I had her lay down face first while I grabbed the lotion. I looked down at my daughter's beautiful body. Her 5'2" frame weighing in at right around 100 pounds was a perfect. Her long golden blonde hair most always pulled back into a ponytail was laying off to the side of her body. On the other side I knew was another beautiful sight. Her 32A breasts with perfectly shaped nipples was going to be some guys nighttime desert someday. I could feel my dick coming to life as I looked down on my darling daughter's naked body. I figured I had better finish what I had started before my looking got out of hand. "Ok. Here we go. This will be a little cold." I told her as I squirted some lotion into my hands before beginning to apply it to her pink body. At first she jumped as the cold lotion hit her warm skin but soon she got adjusted and was moaning in relief from the pain of the burn. I started at her shoulders and moved down. When I got to her really pink butt she again jumped but this time it was due to me touching her private parts. Again she soon became adjusted and allowed me to work the lotion all around her butt cheeks and into her butt crack. I rubbed all inside her legs and up to her pussy. I put lotion everywhere I could get to. I gave the lotion a couple minutes to soak in before I said, "Ok. Turn over and I will do the other side." She turned over and soon I was rubbing lotion on her shoulders working my way down on the front of her body. She squealed when I began rubbing her boobs. She reminded me the lotion was cold and by looks of her instantly erect nipples I figured she was telling the truth. I rubbed all over her tight belly as my eyes were fixed on her hairless pussy slit. Luckily she had her eyes closed so she did not notice my rock hard cock as I eyed my next target. I began to rub the lotion on the pink skin that normally was covered by her bikini. Heather began to moan but this was more of a sensual loving moan. Her legs began to pull apart as I worked my way down to her pussy slit. I rubbed the lotion inside her pussy lips causing her again to moan from the pleasure. I knew she had not had sex in a long time and was probably sexually frustrated just like I was. There was nothing I could do about that, I was her daddy and so I knew her pussy hole was off limits to me. I rubbed more lotion between her legs and right up to her pussy hole as I watched her chest expanding quickly from the heavy breathing. Her heart was pounding so hard I could see it beating as she laid naked in front of me. Fuck was she exciting to look at. I did what I had to do to take care of my daughter and when I was finished I told her to just lay there and rest. I went into the kitchen and made dinner. An hour or so later I went in and helped her to the kitchen where we ate. She then sat on the couch while I cleaned up the kitchen. We watched some TV until we were both ready for bed. I again applied the lotion all over her body before she got into her own bed for the night. Early the next morning she came into my bedroom telling me she wanted more lotion and that it was feeling better. I told her I would get up and put my shorts on then I would do as she asked. "If I have to stay naked then so do you." Heather demanded. "Well if you do not mind. I do not like wearing clothes anyway." I told her. She then laid down on the towel and I began to rub the lotion all over my body. This time when she turned over she noticed how hard I was. "Looks like 'He' likes what you are doing to me as much as I like it." Heather told me as she reached out and gave my cock a gentle squeeze. "He sure does, Baby." I agreed. I continued to rub the lotion all over the front of her body. This time she kept her eyes open. They were pretty much fixed on my growing dick. The more I rubbed the harder I got. The harder I got the wider Heather's legs spread. By the time I was rubbing the lotion on her pussy lips my cock was at its full 7.5" size. Being that I had not even cum in over two weeks, it did not take long for the pre-cum to begin to make its presence known. I rubbed the lotion between her legs, getting just as close to her pussy hole as I could without entering. "Mmmmm, Daddyyyyyyy. Feels really gooooodddddd." She moaned. Then the unexpected happened. My fingers were just at the entrance to her pussy hole when she lifted her hips. My finger slipped right inside her hole. It did not go in far but far enough that I could feel the heat being produced from the inside of her pussy. "Sorry. Baby. I did not mean to do that." I said as I pulled my hand back from her body. "It is ok, Daddy. It felt nice. Put it back...please..." My darling daughter pleaded. Not being able to turn her down, for more than one reason, I returned to applying the lotion between her legs. This time when I was at her entrance she not only thrust her hips up but she grabbed my hand and held it in place. This time the fingers went all the way inside. It was like she was possessed. She held my hand in place as she began to fuck my fingers. My cock was throbbing in hopes of taking my fingers' place inside my little girl's pussy. "Mmmmm. Ohhhhhh. Daddyyyyyy. Yessssss." Heather moaned. This time I let her have her way with me. This was all her choice and I just wanted her to enjoy herself. Then it happened. She got to a point she could not hold back any longer. "Daddy. Make love to me. Put that huge lovely dick into your daughter's pussy. I want to feel it shoot cum deep into my body. Please." She begged. "But Baby. Are you sure?" I questioned. Then it came out. I found out something that I never expected. Heather looked right into my eyes and said, "I have wanted your dick in my pussy since I was 12 years old." Heather admitted. Instantly my brain shut down and my dick took over. I wanted the story. I wanted the whole story of when how and why she had those thoughts. Three things was stopping me. One, my mouth would not open so that words could come out. Two, my dick was now in charge and it wanted inside my little girl's pussy as bad as she wanted it there herself. And, three, I did not want to break the mood. I was going to ask, but I did not think the time was right. Now with my finger sopping wet from pussy juice, my dick as hard as a lead pipe, pre-cum dripping from my dick head by the cup full, I figured it was now or never. I got on the bed between my daughter's small but sexually exciting legs and leaned over and began to kiss her small dainty lips. Heather wasted no time and soon was pressing hard as she kissed me back. It was almost like I was letting her take the lead. She was first to part her lips and soon I felt her tongue pressing at mine. I opened my mouth and as soon as I did her tongue plowed right inside. I sent mine into her mouth as fast as I could. With our tongues battling it out on that end of our bodies she wanted more action going on at the other end also. She lowered her arm from around my neck and found my throbbing cock. She took hold and placed it at the entrance to her pussy. She pushed up just a bit but as she pushed up I pulled back. No words had to be said, not like I could speak anyway. She knew the reason and was not shy about telling me. Heather pulled her panting mouth from mine and whispered in my ear, "Daddy, I am on the pill." My face went to the side of her hear and I too whispered into her ear, "I love you Baby." "I love you too, Daddy!" She panted. Those were the last word we spoke until we were finished. That is unless you count the moaning words spoken during the act of incestuous lust. With my dick still just at the entrance to my daughter's love hole, I gently pushed. Surprisingly enough, the head of my dick slipped right inside. With a loud gasp from having her pussy instantly fill with dick, I paused for her to get adjusted. When she was ready she pushed harder up into my body taking most of the shaft inside with my dick head. Wanting the rest inside, I too pushed and with loud moans and groans of pleasure from both our lips, I was fully inside my daughter's pussy. Fuck, was she hot, and it was not heat from the sunburn. It was heat being produced from deep inside her body. The kind of heat produced when a woman loves a man and wants to show that man how much she does love him. In this case, it just happens the man is the father and the woman is the daughter. The love was still the same it was just the genetics that was different. I wanted this to last all day long but since I had not even cum in over two weeks I knew it was never going to go that long at least this first session. I slowly pulled out and pushed back inside. I wanted her to get use to my oversized shaft before I really got going. I slowly fucked my daughter for a few minutes as both our heart rates increased. The heavy breathing increased to the point that kissing was not possible. We each panted directly into the other's ear as we moaned from the pleasure that not only we were receiving but the pleasure we were giving. I slowly picked up speed trying to take it easy on Heather's sunburn. I do not really think she was going to feel the sunburn at that point but I still wanted to take it easy on her. In and out I went slowly getting faster and trying not to pound her tender skin too hard. "Mmmmmmm...Yessss. Dadddddyyyyy. Faster...Fuck...Me...Faster! Heather begged. Granting her wish I picked up speed but still holding back from pounding her hard. Heather's breathing had quickly went from fast to a hard pant as she bucked back against my body. "Hard...Mmmmm...Oh...Fuckkkkk!!! Pound me harder! PLEASE!!!" She began to scream. What have I done. This girl is out of control. I was thinking. I soon did as she requested and not only picked up the pace but I doubled in how hard I was giving it to her. In less than 60 seconds, I felt a rush of pussy juice flood her cunt. My dick now floating in juice as it slipped in and out of her soaked hole. Then the soggy slurping fucking noises started. The kind that tells the couple that enjoyment has been fulfilled to the female. No more. I had no more delay left. With a few more hard pounds I too exploded. I sent a second river of juice into her pussy. This was a white thick liquid sent with fatherly love. With both of our bodies free of sexual tension, I began to come down from one of the best orgasms that I had ever had. I looked into her lovely blue eyes to see what I could see. She too looked into mine, probably doing the same. What I saw and what she saw was probably the same thing. I saw a loving, tender, caring person that showed no regrets at all for what happened. Was it going to happen again? I was hoping it would but if not then I was still going to be happy knowing I had fulfilled my daughter's wishes. Normally I would either collapse on top of the girl or kiss and hold her tight. Even though this was my daughter I still would have done so if it were not for the sunburn that she was sure to feel once the orgasm had completely gone away. I choose to gently pull my deflating cock from her hole and laid off to the side of her making sure I did not touch her pink areas. When we were able to speak again we told each other how amazing it was and soon we kissed before getting up for some much needed breakfast. "So. What is this about you wanting me inside you ever since you were 12 years old?" I asked Heather out of the blue during breakfast. Her face turned even redder than her boobs were and asked, "I told you that?" "Yes. So. Well?" I badgered her with. Knowing she had no choice she told me the story. "When I was 12 and going through puberty, I accidentally saw you in your room one day naked. I saw your dick and fell in love with it and wanted it. Those hormones can be murder at that age. I did not care that you were my daddy. I did not care you were married. I wanted it. I wanted to know what it felt like to have something that big inside me. I was taking Sex Education in school and knew about getting pregnant. Mom had also talked to me and had told me that when I turned 13 that she was going to put me on birth control pills. I figured I would wait till I was 13 then ask you to put it inside me. When I was 13 and had been on the pill a while I was just about to ask when my best friend at the time lost her virginity. She told me it hurt more than anything she had experienced before. That scared me and I chickened out. Then when I was 15 I figured it would not hurt as much and again I was about to ask you to put it inside me. That was when I found my first boyfriend. He popped my cherry and then was gone. I wanted you more than ever by then but since I was no longer a virgin I figured you would not want me so I again chickened out. I then thought that when I was 18 you would give it to me because I was not a child and not being a virgin would not matter. I turned 18 and was just about to ask you to fuck my pussy when you left. I was shattered. I loved you more than anything and would have done anything to have kept you with me. That was why I did not call much when you moved. I was so hurt by you leaving that I could not make myself communicate with you much. I love you Daddy. I wish this had been different but maybe we can pick up where we left off. I really hope we can do it again...a lot. I would also love to go back to the beach again next week if we can. Ummm...There is one more thing. Can we ummm stay naked when we are in the apartment alone and with each other?" I was really taken by the explanation she had given me. There were no words that could explain how I felt so I just did the best I could. "I love you too Baby. Of course we can go back to the beach next week. I am sure you will be fine by then. We can stay naked inside all you want. That is how it was before you came so I am fine with it while you are here." Later that day I put more lotion on my not so pink little girl. Since she had gotten a sunburn we stayed in all day and that night after one more round of lotion we made love again before going off to sleep in each other's arms. Heather got the job she wanted and started the following week. I was afraid that once she got a job she would be moving out. That was until I saw how much she was getting paid. It was not enough for her to live on but since she loved the job and I loved having her live with me, I figured it would all work out. Sometimes I even wondered if she wanted that job because of the job or because she knew it did not pay enough to live by herself. That is one question I do not care if I ever get an answer to. Over the next couple weeks we decided it would be better for Heather to move into the room with me. We had been sleeping together each night anyway. I got my computer room back which freed up more space in the kitchen and in my room so she could put her things with mine. We lived and acted just like a husband and wife and for the most part that is the way most people saw us. I love my Heather and she loves me and just think, none of this would have happened if Heather's mother had not caught Heather and her girlfriend having sex in the living room. The End