My daughter has been doing webcam (or as I just call it cam) shows since she was 18. I didn't know it was her when I just found her one day and started subscribing, but I just loved masturbating to such a nubile body. She would always be sensually whispering into her microphone and would wear different outfits while touching herself in such a way that would always make me crazy.
I think what drew me to the show in the first place was because her body reminded me of my wife when we first were married. Tragically, though, she passed away giving birth to our daughter and I haven't been with another woman since. However, around the time I started unknowingly jerking off to my precious princess I began to feel the urge to find a sexual outlet.
I had been searching for anything to help me relieve my urges but actual sex just wasn't doing it for me; I even experimented with a few men, but that didn't work. So I turned to porn, erotic fiction, roleplaying with online strangers, meditation to get rid of the urges, anything and everything, but nothing worked until I found cam shows.
At first I just browsed different models to see which I would like best, but nothing was working until I found my daughter's show. She was dressed up as a cheerleader, but it was obviously a costume due to the heart cut out in the chest of the belly shirt, and the short skirt that barely covered up even half of her ass. Her long, blonde hair was pulled up into pigtails that I could only see because they were so long. Her face was just off screen as she was bouncing up and down while doing a whispered cheer. I didn't even realize she has got me so hard until I felt my pants becoming too confining and I looked down.
I knew then that I would try and frequent these shows as much as I could, angle I set up an account to be notified whenever she would be do a new show. As the months went on the shows went from sporadic to set into a schedule, and I was beginning to pay money for to get closer to certain goals to get her to do certain things. These things could be anything from removing a certain clothing item to sucking on a dildo, to even locking the show to the public unless you paid a certain amount to pay to view. I eventually started also paying for private, one-on-one shows and boy oh boy did I anxiously wait for those.
She eventually recognized my name and would greet me every time I would comment. This then led to private messaging and me discovering that she had just signed up not long before I had discovered her and that she led a life very similar to my daughter. I told her the basics of my life, and she eventually admitted that I reminded her of her father.
It was around the time of the confession that I started to notice my daughter more. She also seemed to be a lot more attentive of me; which raised my suspicion that my cam girl and my daughter were the same person. That thought was cemented in my brain though when one night she asked for a private video chat with me where we would both masturbate. I agreed, and when the mutual maturation began I noticed something just off screen due to the slight change in her normal camera setup.
There on her dresser was a picture of my daughter and I when we went to the beach last summer for her 19th birthday. I knew then that my daughter was the one I have been aroused by for the past year and a half and I blew my load onto my screen. I asked her to hold on one second and she agreed to wait but told me to hurry up or she would just have to go chat with one of her other loyal viewers.
