Chapter 15: Is incest okay?
Well there's a few things in life that will never change no matter what. One of them is the love a father feels for his daughter.
They're our flesh and blood. My very own daughter was very much my very own flesh and blood. Let me explain.
She was silly the way I was when I was young. Yet mostly her body was much like mine but in female form. I mean, those powerful thick legs were inherited from me but of course hers were sexy. She was firm and strong with little exercise and so am I. I have a big chest. A manly thick and strong chest. She has a big chest. Our skin is the same color and hers is so smooth. She has a radiant big smile and good big teeth like mine. It's hard to describe how she resembles me because she does in a way only that she's so pretty and feminine.
All of this is to explain that yes she's my daughter and I feel very much like a father to her. I cannot forget that.
Because... Well.
I'm lying in bed thinking and thinking this night.
Early in the morning she came into my room and woke me up. She was only wearing panties and started attacking me by tickling my ribs. I laughed but I also had very little control on what my hands touched as I defended myself.
Then I could not help myself but watch her ass as she walked out of the room.
Yes, I found her in the kitchen bending over with no panties anymore and just a shirt of mine covering. Yes, when she bent low enough she showed me some flesh I had no right to see.
"There's something I forgot to tell you Daddy." She asked once we were both sitting at the table.
"What is it?"
"Please don't be mad."
"I'll try not to be, what is it?"
"I don't have to go to my first period class today. The cheerleader team can go in late today because we're leaving on a field trip, so..."
"So you want me to be late to work today so I can take you to school later?" She nodded apologetically, "You should have told me sooner honey, but of course I'll take you." She nodded again.
"Thank you Daddy! I promise it won't happen again." She jumped off her chair and came to sit on my lap as I made space for her.
"Don't forget silly girl, for next time." We kissed mouth to mouth and this time it had gone so seamlessly it was obvious we both knew we'd end up doing so.
Her hand dropped onto my crotch and this time she grabbed my hardening cock.
I tried to break the kiss, with zero conviction, so she kept our mouths together.
After the first surprising touch I eased into the kiss. Her hand began to move along my cock outlined on the shorts I had slept with.
When she stopped kissing me she said, "I have the best dad in the world." And grabbed my head and pulled it down onto her boobs. Quite literally for I'm a big man and I had to drop my head low for my face to push between her boobs.
I felt them both on each side of my face. They were soft and big. I could have stayed there.
I should have suspected something then but hadn't. Just a second later I did find her behavior strange even for her.
She broke her embrace and then turned to my plate. She took a spoonful and ate it. "Can I have some?" She asked and I just said okay.
She ate the food and then dropped the spoon. It was quick but I was sure she had just let go of the spoon as soon as it came out of her mouth.
"Ooopsy." She expressed and then dropped down to her knees right in front of me.
It was all so quick, with my eyes on her, the shirt she wore got tangled on me.
This being enough for the shirt to rise above her hips and like this she crept towards the spoon. Her ass bare and pointing at me. She moved forward and reached the fallen spoon while I kept my ass on her moving ass cheeks.
She stood up and handed me the spoon naturally leaving me horned up while she left again to get ready.
The strangeness I felt from all this derived from an intentionality I sensed in her actions. She's been so careless and I suffered these attacks of lust almost every day now.
She topped it all off in a half hour later.
I dressed to impress. I had a meeting at noon so I suited up and got ready. I went to sit on the living room couch until it was time to drive Carly to school.
She presented herself in her cheerleading outfit and put down her heavy backpack on the floor with a sigh of relief. "Phew!" She was very cute doing so.
"Ready?" I asked.
"It's not time yet Dad."
"Where did you say you were going?"
"The football team has a game tonight in Sacramento so we're going there with them."
"That's two hours away."
"Yes, that's why we're leaving at 9, the game is at noon, and then we'll head back. I should be home by five."
"Are you all leaving in the same bus? Football players and cheerleaders?"
"Yes." She giggled. "Whyyy?" She asked still giggling.
"I'm just asking. Cheerleader and football players together can be..."
"Dad!? All the cheerleader sit in the back together. Or what were you thinking?"
"I wasn't thinking anything." I thought it was a good time to ask a few questions, "But, well Carly I'm not sure that I should ask but I would really want to know since I think communication is very important between us."
"Yes?"
"I know you're dating Natalia and I have no problem with that... I was a bit surprised and not just because of how Natalia is, but also because... I must admit, because she's a girl."
"And?"
"Well, since I didn't know that I thought it was a good opportunity to find out more. Are you just interested in girls and not in boys?"
She smiled and her cheeks colored a bit, "Well... mmm. It's hard to say."
"Why?"
"Mm, never mind why. But to answer your question, I'm interested in both. Yes, I think so, I like both girls and boys so I'm bi Dad."
"Bi, meaning, bisexual?" After everything else, I still didn't like saying the word in front of her. Speaking anything sex related wasn't my comfort zone with her.
"Yep. I think so."
"So have you dated any boys that I'm not aware of?"
"No I have not."
"But you do know that you like boys, so I'm guessing you've had a crush on a boy before."
"Yes."
"I see."
"I have a crush on a boy now."
"Really? But Natalia."
"I know."
"That's something serious if you have a crush on someone while dating someone else."
"I know Dad. It's complicated." She giggled again.
"Is that something you would like to talk about? You know you can trust me, I could help you."
"Um. I'm not sure."
"I would never judge you Carly. You wouldn't want to know but I have had experiences in life that might be useful."
"Umm, maybe later then. Right now I need get ready." She stepped into the middle of the leaving room and pulled the center table away.
I did not protest, I did not say anything because I knew what was about to begin. She often glanced at me, frozen still and watching.
She was wearing white panties and I knew this because it didn't take much before she stretched and her skirt began to rise up just enough to show what was underneath.
She sat on the floor, legs folded, and like butterfly wings she moved them.
Then she got on her knees and turned her body towards the side and stretched her upper body on the floor while her knees kept her hips high.
I knew this pose from her yoga but here she was wearing her cheerleading outfit and a skirt that didn't conceal her ass.
She turned her body around, now with her back on the floor, and tried a move I hadn't seen before.
She put her hands behind her head and lifted up her body arching her back. Her feet and hands sustained her.
She could really stretch. Her legs were open, and her skirt again could not conceal the area between her legs. Her crotch was only covered by the white panties, and... God... better I could see the shape of two thick lips creasing those panties.
After a few more stretches she stood up and did a couple of cheers for me. I applauded but did not hear anything she cheered. I was too distracted by her moving hips, especially when she turned around and swayed away.
She then finished and I clapped once again telling her how good she was.
"Dad? I wondered, you only mentioned how short my skirt is once and never again. Does it still bother you?" She turned around again and bent her knee a little, pushing her butt in my direction and showing the bottom of her ass cheeks.
"Carly! Don't..."
"But Dad, I think you might be right and I'll feel embarrassed if my skirt is really too short and people will make fun of me." Her hands were on her knees, her knees were close to one another, and she took step after step back while she spoke.
"I... well..." And then she was close enough that her ass was between my legs though not yet touching me. "Yes, it's too short Carly, but then I'm your father and anything will be too short."
She dropped down her ass on my crotch then giggling yet again, "That's true Daddy. I should ask Natalia instead now that I think about it." She moved her ass on top of my hard dick making herself comfortable. "Oooh, I can feel your penis again Daddy..." She really pushed her ass on me then, "...you really did liked my cheer!"
"Carly..."
She let her back onto my torso and her head on my shoulder turning her face to mine. We kissed then. I was unsure of who went for the kiss first. As we kissed, my cock hardened more and more and pushed up her butt cheeks.
The kiss turned more passionate and she moved my hand to one of her breasts and without a word and without hesitation I pressed my fingers on that precious big tit.
After a few minutes there, she broke the kiss and stood up suddenly, "Oh I think it's time, I don't want to be late." She darted for her backpack on the floor and I stood up just as quickly.
"Yes, it's time, Carly." I was bewildered and looked down to find her staring at me, but not my face... lower.
"Oh Dad, are you gonna be okay?"
"What do you mean?" She pointed at my stiff erection. "Yes, it's fine, now let's go." I said trying to move on.
"Wait." She moved quickly on her knees towards me. "Are you really sure? I don't think this is going to go down any time soon. Actually Natalia spoke to me about this, she said it's really bad to leave a man like this." Then her hands stretched for the erect dick in my pants and I felt her hands touching it.