Paul had spent the day after lunch thinking about the story he had read. It had kept him distracted all day. Every time he thought about it, he had thought "Lucky bastard!"
Given a chance he would fuck his daughter Samantha, just as the father in the report had fucked his daughter... How had he fucked her, he wondered. Had he made her suck his cock? Swallow his cum? Had he taken her virginity? Had he fucked her from behind? Had he rammed his cock in her ass? As each question ran through his mind; he imagined Samantha doing each act in turn, sucking him, swallowing his cum, and taking his cock into her pussy and ass. By the time he was on his way home, his cock was hard as rock and throbbed in his pants.
When Paul got home there appeared to be no one home, he quickly decided to take care of his needs. He went to his private lounge to watching a private video. As soon as the video started Paul had his throbbing cock out a slowly jerking it. He didn't knew he someone was watching.
Peeking through the open door crack Samantha saw her father sitting in his favorite chair his hard cock in his hand, rubbing his dick and breathing hard as he watched. He was watching a video of a young woman and older man fucking the volume was up enough for her to hear.
"Oh fuck me daddy... Fuck your bad little girl's pussy... Fuck me hard and fast... Make me cum daddy.. Slam that big cock in my cunt... Ohh fuck me daddy." Rang out from the TV.
The more the young whore on the screen moaned the faster Paul's hand flew over his cock. Then all of a sudden he stood up and grabbed a towel. Holding it front Samantha watched as a stream of cum shot from his cock and into the towel.
Samantha waited a few minutes to give him a chance to clean up before joined him and kissing him on the cheek. Paul asked "where is everyone?"
"Harry and Nancy are out." She replied Paul eyes watch as Samantha sat down cross legged on the carpet, leaning back against the sofa. He suddenly realized that he and Samantha were alone in the house. Samantha was in an old cotton shirt her nipples pressing against the material of her shirt. Paul stared at her breasts and wondered if they were as firm and full as they looked. His cock throbbed as he wondered what she looked like naked.
Samantha yawned and flipped channel of the TV hoping that the porno was on and her father had just changed the channel. She felt her father's eyes on her and smiled, he was always staring at her these days. It was obvious that he had ideas of fucking her.
She turned and smiled at her father; He was not a bad looking man at all. His graying hair added distinction to his appearance. He was a fit man, he had a small pot belly, but otherwise, he was in good shape.
She suddenly felt wet between her legs, her nipples hardened and she felt a strong physical attraction for her father. She stood up and looking into his eyes, she asked "We are all alone, Father?"
Paul nodded; His eyes staring back into hers reading something, but not too sure what. Samantha walked over to her father and sat on his lap. Her arms going around his neck she said "Father, I show what you were watching before I came in."
Then Samantha kissed her father on the mouth and as his lips parted, she poked her tongue inside and moaned. Paul too groaned. This was a dream come true, his hot daughter was kissing him and teasing his hair, ears and neck with her soft hands and slim fingers. He grabbed her buttock with one hand as his other pressed her hard against him. Kissing and moaning they moved down onto the carpet, where Paul rolled Samantha onto her back and moved between her legs.
