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This story contains incestuous relations between a father and daughter, if this offends you please do not read.
Note: this my first story so naturally feedback is welcome. And i would like to thank SherylR who did an excellent job of editing my story.
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I couldn't believe it. She was doing it again. My 19 year old girl Candi was showing me that succulent perfectly petite ass of hers, I am sure it was deliberate. She had attempted to hide it by saying she wanted to do the dishes for me which was not unusual of her, ever since the incident with her mother she had helped me out around the house. Now I know she wasn't very tall, I myself was only 6'1 and she barely came up to my chest and we did have fairly high kitchen counters. She knew full well that I had bought her a small stool for just this reason.
I had to stop my stare I knew if I continued for much longer my internal desire would force me into an action that my sweet Candi would innocently embrace not knowing the consequences that would follow.
Without realizing it I had been staring at her voluptuous body for over 10 minutes. She must have seen me. She kept scrubbing the dishes although I am certain I could see her hiding a smile. I instantly snapped my head forward looking at my reflection in the blank TV screen (damn I haven't even turned it on) but my reflection caught my eye (I'm vain I know that). I am blond, blue eyed, well built (not like Vin Diesel or anything but I was well toned and personally much better looking that Vin) but what I also noticed is that little Candi has very similar characteristics (I'm not sure if she is vain or just persistent or both). In fact you would be lucky if you saw any part of her mother in her (other than the obvious). This made her all the more sexy and fed my own sinful vanity.
Candi giggled, "Must be something good on the telly." I turned to her about to defend my reflection when I noticed that she had finished all dishes and was gliding over to me like the sweet angel she is.
Her face is sooo cute and almost perfectly round. I couldn't believe I had only just noticed that under her pink laced apron she had just let slip to the floor was a two year old school uniform. *oh my god* the skirt covered absolutely nothing. I am certain I could see her white cotton panties and her tits had grown from an easy B to a comfortable C. I guess a lot can happen in a year!
"Whatcha thinking daddy," she smiled suggestively while lightly tracing her fingers over her succulent breasts knowing full well that I was following her every move.
*god she's begging for it, take her* "Nothing sweetheart." She sat on my knee.
"Ok daddy," and in the most innocent little voice you have ever heard she said, "you don't mind me sitting here do you daddy? I am just a little cold that's all." She had begun slowly and gently thrusting herself into my knee like it was almost a reflex. What could make my little girl so horny you say?
In truth it started a year ago......
It had been a long day and my wife was at work as usual. My work as a graphics designer means I'm at home most of the time. I don't remember what I was doing when the phone rang.
"David I'm going to need to take the Friday flight instead" my wife said when I answered. She was always going on business trips.
"But Maggie that means you won't be back till Sunday" I replied.
"I know. Can you tell Candi I'm sorry and that I'll see her on Sunday?" she said apologetically.
"Sure. I think she's used to it by now" I said testily.
"That's not fair you know how busy I am."
"Ok I'm sorry I'll see you Sunday"
"Don't worry I'll make it up to you by wearing that schoolgirl uniform you love so much, you know the one it hardly covers my hot, tight, body. Hmmm?"
God she was turning me on, my once limp cock was twitching at her slow moans.
"Oh baby, don't tease me you know I wont be able to stop thinking about it."
"Mmm, you know I've been such a bad girl I think I need a spanking."
Oh damn my cock was fully erect. "I'm gunna bend you over my knee and spank you till you beg me to stop." I had begun stroking my 8" cock.
"Ohh yeah I'm gunna...shit! Tunnel looks like we will have to wait till Sunday."
"Fuck!! Ok honey, I'll see you Sunday. Bye."
"Love you, bye."
Well I wasn't about to just take a cold shower I hadn't had any in two weeks. You got time she's at her friends, I thought as I practically ran to my bedroom fearful I'd loose my boner. I put on some porn, didn't matter what kind, I was imagining my wife bending over my lap begging me to spank her.
I was so involved in my spankathon that I didn't realize my daughter had decided not to go to her friends' house and came right home.
"Oh yeah baby pull up that skirt let daddy spank you, you like it don't you!" I was saying as Candi watched me through the open door.
"......daddy" her voice was quiet and weak but it was enough to turn my head.
My reaction was instantaneous. "Fuck! Shit!" I put my still raging cock in my pants. "Err...What do you want baby?"
Her face was that of total shock and I'm not surprised. The first cock my daughter saw was her fathers while having a quickie fantasizing about his wife. I feel I must explain that I and my wife take Candi to a private school that met our special requirements; we did not want her turning out like all the rest of the women nowadays and had kept her very sheltered, I don't think she even knows what sex is. That just turned me on even more.
I decided to handle this quickly but my cock was still erect. "Go to your room!"
She started crying and ran to her room. While I was taking a cold shower I realized I had been too hard on her. She was obviously in shock and needed someone to talk to.
I got changed and headed to her room I could hear her still crying. Ok, here goes, I thought as I knocked on her bedroom door.
When I entered the room she was kneeling by her bed still in her school uniform (it was a blue plaid skirt, the matching jacket had been discarded on the floor. A small plain white shirt was tucked into her skirt and if you looked hard enough you could see through the material. She was not wearing bras yet). She was holding her hands in her face, crying like her life depended on it.
"Sweetie, are you ok?" I walked towards her. "About what you saw, I..."
She cut me off with "Daddy I'm sooo sorry!"
"What? You didn't do anything wrong, baby, listen..." she cut me off again.
"Yes I did! You shouted at me! It's all my fault!" Shit! She was a wreck. I couldn't believe I was going to have to have the "talk" with her, crap this was gunna be hard.
"Listen, Candi it's not your fault, daddy just..." Her room smelled like rose petals. I realized how little I go in my Candi's room and it surprised me. "Daddy just needed to do something but I was never angry at you. I'm very sorry for shouting at you." I gave her a gentle hug and she wrapped her legs around me her white panties where pushing up against my crotch. My cock twitched.
"So you're not mad at me?" she asked. I tried to push all impure thoughts out of my head "No baby, of course not."
"You promise?" She had pulled her face away from me chest and I could see her face. It was covered in tears but was beginning to shift with renewed hope.
"I promise." She hugged me tightly and I wasn't letting go either.