Note to readers: this story is a follow-up. Please refer back to the first story "To Fuck My Own Daughter" to avoid confusion while reading this. Thank you, and enjoy!
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Note to self: if unable to bond with daughter, fuck daughter instead.
A very strange turn of events that was, but the outcome was far better than I had expected it to be, and we've been...rather intimate together ever since she came to live with me.
Now, even though my daughter Eden is almost nineteen years old and is able to go off on her own, she's chosen to stay with me to make it easier on herself while she gets through college, and I, of course, have no problem with this at all. And, of course, what we've been doing is only something between Eden and myself. It seemed to be a silent agreement between the two of us not to tell another soul about what we did...and what we've been doing.
Call it taboo to have sex with your own daughter; I know, I know. Wrong. Immoral. Incestuous. Neither of us had seemed to give a flying fuck about that though.
While keeping this little secret of ours inside the house, we still go about our usual business outside, but when the day is finally over...
Sometimes when we're relaxing and watching t.v. together, I'll get a little too handsy and my fingers would find themselves circling her clit.
Sometimes when she showers, I'll sneak in with her and massage and wash her beautiful body.
Sometimes after dinner, I'd sit her up on top of the kitchen counter, pry open her legs, and fuck her right there.
And sometimes, in the middle of the night, when she gets lonely and crawls into bed with me, I'll tell her how much I love her while I bury my cock deep inside her cunt, nice and slow. A little bit too taboo? Maybe just a bit.
I suppose today was simply another one of those days where Eden was feeling stressed out, desperate, and just needed a bit of comfort and release.
After I had come home from running a few errands, I was greeted with screaming and a plethora of colorful curse words coming from Eden's bedroom. "βI don't fucking care! No, you've never done anything to help me, why the hell would I even think about giving you money? βIt's not my problem that your record is an utter clusterfuck! βAh-ah. I came to Dad's house because I didn't want to be anywhere near you, you psychotic bitch!" And then silence. There could only be one person that she would ever speak to like that.
I made my way upstairs and gently knocked on her bedroom door. It was already cracked open a little, and when I opened it the rest of the way, I found my daughter on her bed with her phone thrown across the room. "Your mother, I'm guessing?" I asked her. Her face was beet red and her fists were curled in so tightly that her knuckles turned white and I feared that her fingernails would cut into her palms.
I knew that it had to be her mother; lately, she's been calling Eden and asking for money to either buy drugs, bail her current boy-toy out of jail, or pay her extremely overdue rent. And, of course, when Eden would refuse, her mother would whip right around and say how ungrateful she is, how horrible of a daughter she is, how greedy and selfish and stupid she is.
Her mother, to put it simply, is a colossal bitch.
I stepped inside Eden's bedroom and tried to place a comforting hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged me off. "I'm fine! I don'tβugh, I just don't wanna be bothered right now." She muttered as she flopped down onto her bed with a groan.
I knew better than to try to comfort her now; there was no getting to her when she had to deal with her monsterβI mean, mother. All I did was nod with a small sigh as I glanced at her phone that was now lying on the floor by her closet door. The door itself now had a small, phone-sized dent in it, and the corner of the phone screen was cracked.
I decided it was now best to head downstairs and leave Eden to her thoughts.
Eden didn't come out of her room for hours. It had already gotten late, and she didn't even come out to grab dinner. Occasionally, I would hear a 'thump' or a 'thud' whenever she angrily threw random objects against the walls, but I remained sitting patiently downstairs. Sometimes you just had to let the fire fizzle out before you tried to touch it. This was one of those times.
It was near midnight when Eden finally decided to crawl out of her cave.
I was sitting on the couch, watching t.v. when I noticed her walk out into the living room. I quickly muted the television and smiled as she solemnly crawled onto my lap and wrapped her arms around me in a desperate hug. "Oh, baby girl. It's okay now. I know you're upset. I know it's infuriating when she tries to put you down like that, but what she tells you goes right out the window. It means nothing. You understand?" I murmured softly to her as I gently rubbed her back.
She buried her face in the crook of my neck, her choppy black hair tickling at my jaw, and I felt her hands grip onto my shirt. All she did was nod her head, but she kept her face hidden to hide the redness in her eyes, and I felt the slight wetness of her tear-stained cheeks and the slight freeze of her metal snake bites touching my skin.
I placed a gentle kiss to the side of her neck. "It's alright now, baby girl. No need to get yourself so worked up." I murmured in her ear.
After a moment, her sniffling stopped, but she kept herself close to me for a little while longer and just relaxed against my body; however, I suddenly felt her shift her weight and sit right on my crotch.
"Oh, baby girl. You're a little too high up there." I muttered as I placed my hand on her thigh to urge her to move back, but she didn't move back down. Instead...she shifted again. And again. That slight movement was starting to get me a little too worked up as she subtly added that friction against my cock.
"Dad. . . " I heard her whisper from where she was hiding.
She must've been doing this on purpose; the way she had positioned herself so her pussy was riding right along the suddenly growing bulge in my pants. And today it seemed as though she had chosen to wear a pair of her more thin-fabric gym shorts.
"Oooh, I see. You've grown just a little bit needy, hm?" I say as I gently ease her out of her hiding spot so I could look at her face. A slight red hue had grown on her cheeks as she nodded her head ever so subtly. I smiled as I gently pushed her blue and black bangs out of her face.
"You're making me just a little bit needy too with the way you're rubbin' on me like that, precious."
I gently lifted her off my lap and carefully lay her on the couch. Then, slowly, I removed her gym shorts, only to realize that she wasn't wearing any panties underneath. Oh, how it always drove me crazy whenever she wasn't wearing anything underneath her shorts.
I tossed her shorts on the floor and gently spread her legs with one hand. It made me throb seeing how she was already wet with need.
"Oh, Eden, baby girl, look at you. You're all wet, precious." I murmured as I leaned down and placed a gentle kiss to her inner thigh. I couldn't help but smirk seeing how she squirmed when the salt-and-pepper stubble on my face tickled her skin.