Hello, my name is Fallon. I am 21 years old and I have a birthday coming up this August. The story I am about to tell is a spin off of a previous story that I wrote about daydreaming of incestuous sex with my father. What I am about to write takes place after our first incestuous encounter. I will write about the first time after this story. It is still something I hold dear, when I'm ready to tell it I will write it as a prequel to this one.***
*****All Characters in this story are above the age of 18*****
Hello it's me, Fallon again. It has been awhile but here I sit once again with a story to tell to you all. You may recall from the last story that I wrote, I had daydreamed of sex with my Dad. It was something that I had masturbated thinking of for years, it just tripped my trigger and those thoughts gave me massive orgasms.
Well things had really started before this story, but I will write about that at a later time. Right now I am still recovering from this past weekend. I'll tell you about it.
Friday I had things all planned, early in the day I would be joining a few friends down at Tipton Rock. Tipton is a large stream way out in the country outside the small town where I live, it used to be a very popular place to swim for everyone adventurous. It got the name Tipton Rock from the large twenty foot high natural rock over hang, but not many people go there any more these days. We spent most of the day there swimming and getting some sun. Mid-afternoon I decided to pack my things up, go to the store and shop for dinner for my Dad when he got home from work.
My Dad works for a trucking company hauling large flatbed loads and he is out for two weeks at a time. I live with him so I can take care of the house for him while he is away, and it helps me a lot because I don't have to worry about rent until I head off to college in 2009. The past few years I've been like both a daughter and a wife in ways, meaning I take care of the house, the bills, dinner and laundry while he is gone and when he is home. I never minded it, I guess I have been growing up and not doing so much of the teen stuff that I used to do. I like taking care of things and when he gets home, taking care of him, as he has worked very hard since I was born to save for my college.
While I was at the store my cell phone rang and it was Dad, he would be arriving at home around eight thirty this evening. Well, that was enough time to finish up shopping and to take my time getting dinner ready, maybe even enough time to take a nude dip in our pool while I wait on him.
I got home and unloaded the groceries, it was only six thirty and I still needed to get all of that old creek water off of me. After a very hot shower I didn't bother to towel off, I just went through the kitchen and out on the deck and jumped into the pool in my birthday suit. The cool water felt really good on my skin, my nipples instantly rock hard as I came up for breath. I floated around for a while enjoying the water, then it was time to start dinner. I went to my room and put on a pair of cut off jean shorts and a tank top, not bothering with my bra and underwear as they would be off soon enough anyway.
It wasn't long, just as I got everything done and the table set, Dad walked in, I was so happy to see him as he had been gone two weeks. I ran over to him like I was child again enthusiastically greeting him, but unlike when I was a little girl instead of just hugging him tight, I planted a full kiss on his lips. He was a bit startled at first but soon warmed up and reciprocated my kiss, his tongue snaking between my lips and his hands finding my body. God it felt great to have him home again, the last time he was home we had opened a new door in our lives and it felt great. Breaking the kiss I greeted him and hugged him as I always have, he was glad to be home again.
"Oh whats this? Oh sweety it's so nice to come home to a home cooked dinner, almost as good as coming home to such a beautiful woman and it's my daughter no less."
I beamed a big smile at him, I felt the same way.
"Oh Dad you know I'll take care of things around here, and I'll take care of more than just dinner too", I said with a wink and a smile.
I loved this, it was better than the way I used to tease him because now I knew I could back up what I was saying without fear of rejection. He turned a little red in the face at my comment, I guess it was all still pretty new to him and he was still nervous. I felt the slight nervousness in my gut as well, but it was replaced by a sudden wetness in my nethers. We sat down to eat, I had fixed porterhouse steaks medium-rare with baked potatoes, pasta salad and fresh baked rolls. As we ate we talked about the normal stuff, things that went on around here while he was gone, things that went on for him on the road and eventually onto the topic of my college and plans.
After we had finally finished I got up to grab us a couple of bottles of beer that I had picked up earlier at the store from the fridge. We went and sat in the living room and talked some more while we drank. A bit later Dad decided he needed a shower, I said ok and that I was going to see what was on TV while he was in the shower. He hesitated for a second, I suppose he might have been slightly disappointed that I wasn't going to hop right in the shower with him. But I had other plans for him, when he was in the shower I stripped off my shorts and tank top and stretched out on the cool leather of the couch and waited. I found a good movie and laid back, and not a moment later I started to run my fingers over my freshly shaved mound.
It felt so damn sexy, it was so smooth and down lower felt really hot. I sighed as I traced my fingers over my labia, I felt my warm dampness between them as I roamed around my slit. It felt so good just my light touches, that I closed my eyes and spaced out on the sensation. A moment later I felt like I was being watched and opened my eyes to find I was right.
Dad was standing there in the doorway of the kitchen and living room with two newly opened beers in his hands. He was smiling like a cheshire cat, looking at me. He was wearing the red and black flannel house coat I had gotten him last Christmas, and his waist area tented out obscenely like some huge circus tent. I found myself in a state of awe and shock at first, being caught playing with myself. I regained my senses and shot a wide eyed smile back at him thinking it was silly to think like I would have before he and I had made love the first time.
However, the sight of that massive tent made me gawk, I knew he was very well endowed but it always struck me anew every time. I was not able to see his erection through the house coat, but it did not hid the fact that underneath was a real mans endowment. It made all of my ex-boyfriends seem like little boys, there was no comparison, not even close.
"Wow Dad, did you have a nice shower?"
"It felt good to get all the road grime off of me, but what was really nice is coming out and watching my baby girl diddling around with that knockout body of hers."
He handed me a fresh beer, sat down and I laid my legs right across his lap gently grazing that huge bulge in the process. While nursing our bottles we watched the movie I had been watching earlier but I was finding that the movie really no longer held my interest. I caught Dad looking my naked body over. After a minute he looked over at me, his eyes locked with mine, and in them I could see that his nervousness was fading being replaced by need and wanting.
I liked this new look in his eyes, it was a mix of real love, admiration and carnal lust. It felt great to be able to share such things between he and I, between father and daughter. Over my entire life this man has and is still doing so much for me, working his life away and doing his best to bring me up right. After my mother left us for some douche bag when I was 13, dad took care of me and was there when all of my "girl" problems began.
This man taught me the things a mother should have, about my first period and how to use a tampon and pads and all of the female trials and tribulations. From the time I was born he has saved for my college and anything that I might need, from the time my mother left I was the only woman in his life that meant anything to him. Though I was with sitters while he was gone on the road, I came to know his hard work was all for me.
He worked so hard and as a single Dad it was far and above the call of duty, I know most males out there never came close. I loved this man as a father, I had always been a Daddy's girl. But as I grew older I came to realize I not only loved this man as a father, but I grew to love him as a man among men. And I came to love him and see him in a different light as well, as a handsome and attractive man that I would come to desire.
When I came to be old enough I took on the responsibility of taking care of the house while he was out working 2 weeks at a time. I became the woman of the house and I did not mind that one bit. I wanted to do something for him since he had been doing so much for me all of my life. I did the house and yard chores as well as the laundry. I paid the bills and when he would come home I would cook and tend to him, I wanted to take care of him when he was home.