It started off as the perfect day. The birds were singing and the sun was shining brightly. To Esme nothing could go wrong on such a perfect day and to top it off, it was her birthday. She had finally become an adult. Although, not that it mattered much to her. She knew that being an adult came with all kinds of responsibility but that was the one thing she looked forward to. Now she had the chance to show her father, Axel that she could be her own woman. She didn't want him to think of her as a child anymore, even though she'd always be his little girl. After all, they were all they had ever since she could remember. Refusing to dwell on that she let out a sigh and put on a smile. Esme jumped off her bed and prepared for the day. Thankfully it was the weekend so she didn't have to put up with all the birthday wishes from school. As much as she loved the attention, she found it boring. Most people said it to be nice, but really they didn't care. Shrugging, she refused to let it get to her. After all, it was her day! Giggling, she ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. There was so much to do, oh so very much to do.
After her shower she ran downstairs and greeted her father with a cheery smile. "Hello father."
"Ah, the birthday girl is awake! I was pretty sure you were going to sleep in, seeing as it is your birthday."
"Oh? And why would I want to do that. One would assume I would get up early and enjoy the entire day." Teased the young girl with cocked eyebrows.
"Well, the young seem to like sleeping in on such occasions and I figured you would as well."
"Ye of little faith. I was looking forward to spending the entire day with you, but if you want me to go back to bed I can" stated Esme with a pout.
"Did I say that? Now are you ready? We have so much to do."
Esme wouldn't categorize their relationship as the normal father/daughter type, but as best friends. Seeing as Esme only had her father while growing up. He was her world and her everything, and it seemed to be mutual. Anytime her father had a problem, he seemed to come and talk to her. The idea made her feel special, more special then most little girls. Turning to her father in the car she smiled openly and gave him an affectionate kiss on the cheek.
Axel stared at his now grown up daughter. He could have sworn it was only last week he was taking her home from the hospital. A sad sigh passed through his lips, but the moment of sadness only lasted moments. He found something unexplainable happening to him as his daughter kissed him; he was getting an erection. Axel turned to look at his daughter and finally realized for sure she wasn't his little girl anymore. Her once flat chest had rounded out and her face had no sign of the child she once used to be. While she may not be slender, she still looked great. Her body was perfectly build with her small frame that he felt aroused. It had been a while since he slept with someone, and while it wasn't her fault, she was turning him on like there was no tomorrow. Prying his eyes from her, he focused on driving. He couldn't have these thoughts. It was his daughter for godsakes!!
When the night ended, they both ended up on the couch. Esme was laying her head on her father's lap, sleeping peacefully unaware that her father was fighting a boner. Her skin was soft like silk and she smelled of lavender. She looked like an angel that Axel almost forgot it was his daughter laying on his lap. Swallowing, he kissed her eyes and carried her to bed. She may be an adult, but she was still his baby girl. He tucked her in, and kissed her forehead one last time and walked into his room. This was killing him, he wanted his daughter badly, but knew it was wrong of him to want her as much as he did. Still, there was no denying it. His cock could testify to that. Shaking his head, he stripped naked and crawled into bed. This was going to be a long night.
"Oh daddy, that feels so good. Is it supposed to feel this way?"
"Yes, it is baby girl."
Axel stared at his daughter as he slowly fucked her. Her face was flustered but glowing. Her eyes shimmered with love and her lips were puckered from their intense kissing. Unable to deny it any longer, he latched his lips upon hers and kissed her deeply. HIs tongue touching hers in a frenzy. Moans escaped from her lips only to be echoed by his. His body moving with hers in a passion unbridled. Esme's breasts were hard as rocks and demanded attention, which he freely gave. Every kiss, every touch produced a moan until it couldn't be controlled any longer. Both began screaming and yelling each other's name as orgasms over took them. Once spent, Axel rolled off of his daughter and held her close. He whispered her name and she kissed his chest furiously. As if neither one could believe it was real...
Father woke with a start and looked around. Disappointment filled him as he realized it was only a dream. He fell back onto his pillow and rubbed his face. This was just awkward. Groaning, he allowed himself to touch his cock. His fingers teased the head before wrapping around the shaft and he allowed his thoughts to turn to the forbidden. He dreamed of his little girl wrapping her rosy lips around his dick and sucking him hard. Soft moans began to escape from his lips as passion built up inside him. Soon his thoughts turned to his little girl straddling him as she rode him hard and fast. Before to long, it became more then he could bear; with a loud groan he came all over himself. Panting, he cleaned himself up and tried once more to sleep.
Esme stared at her father's door as she listened to his pants. She could have sworn he was saying her name, but she couldn't be sure. Biting her lip, she slowly opened the door. She didn't open it far, oh no! Just enough to see through and what she saw surprised her. Her father was nude on his bed, his hand around his penis and he was masturbating furiously. Almost instantaneously, she felt herself getting wet. Yet, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight before her. Her father was indeed a handsome man. His chest was hairy but strong and his eyes could be the most startling shade of gray. At the moment, that wasn't what she was awed by. Oh no! It was the thing he was grasping. It must have been about eight inches long and at least two fingers round. As she stared at it, she couldn't help but find herself getting hot. Her breathing became erratic and her nipples became hard. She watched fascinated as her father came screaming her name. Unable to deny herself any longer she ran to her room and did the same.