Editing Thanks goes to Irish_Indian.
Just shy of her 19th birthday, my daughter, Evana, asked me if she could continue living with me while she attended classes. Sharing a place with me gave her an easier go at it financially and I was glad for the company. Sharing such a small space with her, though, made us closer than I dared imagine. She was away at piano lessons that summer afternoon while I was tidying up our flat. As was custom, I still babied my baby and made her bed for her most days. I entered her room to do just that and as I bent over to straighten the top sheet I noticed the corner of a paper sticking out from between her mattresses. I lifted the top mattress and slid the paper out to see what it was. To my surprise it was a newspaper advertisement for taboo themed adult books and videos, with very explicit descriptions and pictures of everything advertised. There was even a couple of incomplete 'sample' stories on some of the pages, the kind that get you wanting to know what happened next so you will buy them.
I thumbed through the pages and forgot what I had been doing before I found it. It had been a long while since I had been with a woman or had even indulged in any kind of erotic material. After a few of the incomplete stories, I had become extremely aroused and started to rub myself through my pants. After a few minutes I remembered where I was, my daughter's bedroom! It hit me then...she had been hiding this newspaper. I spun off the bed and lifted the mattress to see if there was anything else hidden under her mattress and to my surprise I found two more advertisement papers hidden there. I wondered where she had found these. One of them looked like it was weather worn, so I suspected she had found them somewhere outdoors and had not been given them by someone. It occurred to me that my own daughter might actually want to experience what I could clearly see she had been getting off to. I got extremely aroused imagining how many nights she had lain in here rubbing her pussy while reading these papers, while I was oblivious to it all in the room next to her.
I busied myself around the flat while I waited for her to get home and just as I heard her key in the door, I made a dash for her room so I could confront her about the papers at the scene of the crime. At first she didn't mention the advertising paper I was holding, but I could tell she was quite nervous because she went straight for her hair brush and started brushing her already well done long hair.
After seconds of her pretending she wasn't noticing the paper, I asked her, "Evana, I found this and two others like it under your mattress, where did you get these?" She didn't seem at all embarrassed, but then again, I am her father, I had kept all of her embarrassing secrets since childhood.
"I found them under an overpass I walk under to get home from lessons, Daddy." she said.
"How long have you had them?"
"Two or three months."
"Evana, the stories in here, you like this?"
Evana tensed in an inner struggle as I could see she was trying to decide whether to lie to me or not. "Very much, Daddy.", she replied and seemingly in a self driven state she taunted me. "I have had sex before, Daddy, but I want something deeper and those papers excite me. If they can do it, why cant we?"
I was already aroused from having spent time looking the papers over and it had been months since I lay with a woman. It had never crossed my mind that my own daughter would ever desire me in this way. How could I turn her down? "This is what you want?" I asked her, feeling suddenly a little shy around my own daughter! I tensed up some from the anticipation of her answer.
"Yes, Daddy..." she said as I set the paper on the corner of the bed to my right. She kept brushing at her hair nervously. "I actually wanted this before I ever found those papers."
I could feel my shoulders tense up as I felt a surge of desire for my own daughter. Was this really about to happen? If this is what my little girl wants, this is what she is going to get. Evana told me she was too nervous to act, so I reached up and pulled her to me. The moment my hands touched her I felt the urges slam into me and all of my pent up sexual energy became directed at my daughter. As I pulled her close I felt her ass in a way I had never felt it before. I felt her skin in a way I had never felt it before. She brushed her fingertips over my shoulder, touched my face nervously...I could tell she was as aroused as I was.