This is a story of when Hank begun to have sexual incest with his daughter Tracy.
It's written in first person as Hank, a family father on his way to enter the dirty taboo path of incest.
Every character sexually involved is above eighteen years of age.
Go ahead and enjoy the story as much as loved to print it down.
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"Don't ya wish your girlfriend was hot like me? - Don't ya wish your girlfriend was a freak like me? - Don't ya? Don't ya? - Don't ya wish your girlfriend would fuck like me? - Don't ya wish your girlfriend was a slut like me? - Don't ya? Don't ya? ..." The Pussycat Dolls tune kept on playing, Tracy's own naughty chorus over-voiced their correct lyrics. She was dancing inside her girly pink room as I watched my maturing daughter sway and twist in front of a mirror to the loud, pounding music like a seductive stripper turning men on.
Oh my god I thought and kept my ogling eyes on her voluptuous body taking all of her mind blowing beauty in.
Tracy is a sweet eighteen year old youngster born in February, she outgrew her own mother's pubic growth in her mid teens. Tracy turned into the hotter chick in the house in less then a year. I knew I never should look at my own flesh and blood in that sort of way, but I didn't stand a chance to avoid her sexual transformation into a stunning, head turning beauty.
Her long slender legs, her sexy curved hips, her protrude round shaped butt. Tracy wearing them skimpy tight shorts as ever so often; hugging her ass cheeks like a second skin and I am visibly able to see the very depth of her butt-crack. Her slim hourglass figure, narrow waist and flat, fit belly, and last but not least her ample, young and perky, firm breasts looking quite big on her slim chest. Them poking nipples constantly erect, straining the fabric of her thin tight cotton top.
How I did yearn to push my throbbing boner in between those peachy cheeks and hump her butt until I had blown my pent up load of cum. Holy fuck, I'm the next man in line to the gates of hell, for checking out my precious daughter like a horny, pussy and ass lusting boy, desiring his prey.
Her sensually inviting dance made my cock twitch and swell in my now bulging short pants, I couldn't leave the doorway even tho I was tenting my shorts with a inappropriate fatherly boner. She turned to me with her cute happy face and her curious eyes glanced at my crotch, it ripped my trance stated mind back to reality. I went out of her sight and got inside the bathroom to deal with my hard problem so to say. I wouldn't let my mind have its tabooed way, I couldn't jerk off thinking about my own daughter's sexy dance and bouncing titties.
I splashed my face with cool refreshing water to clear my head from its nasty, dirty thoughts, my thoughts of me and my teen daughter involving incestuously forbidden content. I did bate my swelling member to a nearly invisible bulge before I got out of the bathroom.
I left home for another day at the office, after my working hours I headed downtown to the gym and spend an hour and a half to drain my body, both in physical and mental workout. I didn't even notice the women in the room as my nasty thoughts kept the mental picture, of my daughter's dirty dancing this morning, fresh in my mind.
It's Friday and I ordered a takeaway meal for me and my daughter. My wife and twelve year old son is visiting her parents for the oncoming week, our kids having their spring brake.
"Whats up for you weekly leave?" I asked her as we was sitting down at the dining-room table.
"I'm gonna hang out with my friends for a couple of days ... Saturday and Sunday then I have nothing else planned." she replied to my question.
"Do I need to worry about you?" I asked in a concerned manner.
"No I will do fine, we don't drink that amount of booze you know." she said and continued saying "What's up for your next week dad? Are you working or did you take some time off to go and visit mom at granny's?"
"I ain't working but I did take some well deserved time off, I really need to get started with the worn out shed. To renovate it back in a working condition you know." I replied.
"Oh do you need any help?" she bluntly asked.
Her question surprised me as she never ever before did anything like helping out at home with the manly stuff so to say.
"If you like to help, I surely will except you kind offer kiddo." I replied.