I stepped out of the shower to dry off and wrap the towel around my waist. I walk into my bedroom and stretch. What to wear to bed? While I was trying to figure it out my only child, my pride and joy, walked into the room. Angel, my 19 year old pride and joy, just finished her freshman year of college.
"Daddy I came to say goodnight" she chirps at me. She's always so bubbly and sweet, such a joy to be around.
I glance over at her, then do a double take. "Sweetheart don't you think you should put something else on?" She was wearing a black thong and small tee, NOT something she should be running around the house in. Though I have to admit, she looks more beautiful than her mother did. Makes me sad, I miss her mother so much.
"Oh Daddy, you're so funny. There's nothing wrong with what I'm wearing. Now kiss me goodnight." She walks over to me and wraps her arms around my neck and softly kisses my lips. I wrap my arms around her and pull her close against me. I kiss her harder, I can feel myself grow hard. I try not to moan and she snuggles against me. "I love you daddy"
"I love you, too, angel. Are you ready for bed?"
"Yep, all ready" Angel snuggles closer into me and sighs contentedly. "I love being in your arms daddy."
I moan softly, "Well I love having you in my arms angel, you feel so wonderful. You are so beautiful."
I start kissing the top of her head and then down the sides of her face. I start to massage her ass and slide my hands down the back of her thighs.
Angel giggles, "Daddy what are you doing?"
"Just touching you. Do you mind?" I ask her.
"Not at all," Angel replies, "I rather like it." She rubs her body all up against mine. "I like it a lot daddy." She smiles seductively up at me and gently bites my chin.
"Angel, do you know what you're doing and where this will go?" As much as I want this, I know its wrong. This is my little girl, the one I watched being born, the one I comforted when she had nightmares, and the one I held so tight after her mom died. But she is so beautiful. I look at her sometimes and see her mom, not my little girl, and I get hard. I haven't been with anyone since her mom died. I haven't wanted to, when you love someone as much as we loved each other, you can never replace them. Nor do I want to.
Angel bites down on her lip and slowly nods. "I think so Daddy. We'll see."
I smile and kiss her gently, while rubbing her ass and pulling her thong up into her ass crack. I deepen the kiss, sliding my tongue between her lips and licking her teeth. "Open your mouth for me Angel" I whisper to her. She opens her mouth to me and our tongues entwine. God how I love her.
Angel giggles and pulls her tee off. What exquisite breasts! At least a d-cup. I moan and slide my hands up her sides to her breasts. I lean down and kiss one of her nipples. I suck gently on it while my other hand comes up and pinches her other nipple. She jumps and gasps. "Daddy that HURT."
"Oh I'm sorry baby." I smile slightly as I move to the other nipple and kiss it gently. "All better now?"
Angel smiles and nods. Then she sighs. "Daddy I don't know if we should be doing this."
I sigh too, more dissapointed than I'd ever been in my life. "OK baby, I understand."
As my little angel leaves the room to go to bed I think to myself that she must be the one person in the world that I desire the most, maybe even more than what I wanted her mother. I look down and realize I am still hard and think to myself that I should find a way to take care of this little problem I have. I figure to myself that the best thing that I can possibly do is to jack-off until I cum while thinking of my little angel.