Prologue
My name is Max Grant. I’m a 53-year-old man that until 8 months ago lived alone for 13 years dating here and there but never living with another woman. I’m still in good shape for my age in my opinion at 6′ 4″ tall and 230 lbs., I workout a couple times a week and have a job that keeps me active. I have just a little gray in my dark brown hair and hazel eyes. My wife and I got married when she was 22 and I was 24 mainly because she found out we had a baby on the way but we were not very compatible in or out of bed. She left me for her boss when my daughter was 15 years old leaving me to raise her alone.
This is the story of my relationship with my daughter and how it began when she came to live with me after her divorce.
My daughter is now 28 years old and takes after her mom being only 5’3″ tall and curvy at about 210 lbs. She has long reddish-brown hair, just about reaching her ass and my hazel eyes. People call her “plus size” or “BBW” but I think she is perfect. She doesn’t look like the plus size models though so she is still very insecure. She has beautiful 40 DDD breasts with big dark pink nipples and although she is curvy she doesn’t have a huge ass she has just enough to fit in a man’s big hands. She has a belly but I find that very sexy. So now that you may be able to picture us both in your mind I will tell my story.
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As I got out of the shower and got to my connecting bedroom, I glanced at the clock and saw it was already 7:30.
“Shit I’m gonna be late,” I said to no one as I pulled on my jeans and found a clean t-shirt and work button up.
I had about an hour to get to work so I quickly started for the living room still zipping my pants to pull my boots on when the landline phone rang. While debating on whether I should answer it or not, the machine picked up.
“Dad are you there?”
I heard my daughter Darcy’s voice through the speaker but since I was running late I didn’t pick up and just listened as I grabbed my keys and headed toward the door.
“I guess you already left for work. I am gonna stop by tonight Dad, I really need someone to talk to. Love you Daddy I will see you around 6.”
As I drove to work I was wondering what was going on, my daughter lived about an hour away with her husband and usually only came to visit a couple Sundays a month for dinner, to catch up on what was going on in our respective lives and it was Thursday. She sounded upset and I hoped her douche bag husband hadn’t done anything to make her sound that way but I guess I would find out after work.
At about 5:30, I pulled back into my driveway to the back of the house and noticed my daughter’s car parked there and saw Darcy sitting on the back porch on the old porch swing. I smiled and waved as she stood to come greet me. She was wearing a wraparound dress of a very pale yellow that tied under her breasts and ended in a cute little bow at her side. As she walked down the stairs the sun shone on her back and I could see the outline of her legs through the dress and I had to look away having very impure thoughts of my daughter’s shapely legs wrapped around my waist. I was ashamed of that fleeting thought even as my cock jumped to life. I took a moment before getting out of the truck to take a few breaths and gather my thoughts.
“Damn Max, you need to get laid it’s been too damn long,” I laughed to myself as I got out and my daughter walked around my truck to give me a hug.
“Hi Dad, sorry I just showed up. I did try to call this morning.”
She engulfed me in a very tight hug her arms going around my chest as she looked up at me and smiled.
“I heard your message this morning Sweetpea, I was just running late for work so I didn’t pick up.” I replied. “I’m always happy to see my little girl but is something wrong Darc? You don’t normally drive out here in the middle of the week.”
“Can we talk about that later Dad, I brought stuff to make you dinner.”
She looked up at me with a smile but I could tell there was something wrong. I let it go for now seeing she just needed time and she would talk when she was ready.
“So, what’s for dinner Sweetpea?” I asked.
I put my arm around her and led her back up to the porch. I sat in the rocker and pulled my dirty work boots off then stood and grabbed the two grocery bags next to the door.
“Steak and a nice toss salad. And, I know how you hate wine so I got a 6pack of your favorite beer,” she laughed.
I loved hearing her laugh it was musical and made me smile.
“Well darlin’ if you’re gonna make me dinner, I’m gonna go wash all this dirt away and then I will be back down.”
I grabbed a beer I already had in the fridge and went over to kiss the top of her head before I left the room. Big mistake, I realized too late. Leaning over to kiss her head gave me a great view straight down the neckline of her dress at her ample cleavage and the lacy edge of a bra the same pale-yellow color of her Avrupalı porno dress. I quickly turned away and left the room berating myself for leering at my daughter for the second time. What the fuck was wrong with me? That was my little girl, my only child and I was looking at her as a sexual being. I should be ashamed of myself but as I reached my bedroom and walked into the bathroom my cock was at its hardest it had been in years.
“What the fuck is wrong with you today? Definitely time to find a woman if you’re getting hard looking at Darcy’s tits, you sick bastard!” I said to myself as I downed the last of my beer and stepped into the steaming shower.
My cock was only going down one way, so I grabbed the body wash and squeezed a nice amount into my hand as I started to pump my cock. I tried thinking of the receptionist at the office, Tina was her name, young thin girl with blonde hair and nice tits and ass as I slowly stroked myself but my mind kept going back to my beautiful curvy daughter downstairs. The way her tits stood out from her body and the gentle way her hips and ass curved. Her roundness and soft skin. Her pouty lips that I have never really noticed before. The way she lovingly stares up at me when she hugs me. Oh my god, I was going to hell remembering the feel of those tits pressed against me when she hugged me at my truck. That was it, I shot a huge load in the shower thinking about my daughter pressed up against me in an innocent embrace. No doubt in my mind, I was hell bound and it was definitely time to get a new girlfriend. I had gone without sexual contact from anyone other than myself for almost 2 years and apparently it was affecting my sanity. I got out of the shower thoroughly disgusted with myself, as I dried off and put on a pair of basketball shorts and a t-shirt. I made my way down stairs and back to the kitchen where Darcy was placing the salad on the table and the steaks on plates.
“Hey Dad, it’s just about time to eat if you wanna grab us both a beer,” she said happily as she put my plate at the head of the table.
We ate and talked about our jobs and I let her lead the discussion knowing she needed to talk about something. We cleared the dishes and put them in the dishwasher and I grabbed us each another beer.
The sun was going down and it was still pretty hot out so I asked, “Wanna go sit on the back porch and talk for a while Darc?”
“Sure Dad, I have something I really need to talk about and the beer is helping with all that,” she kind of laughed, but her heart wasn’t in it.
We sat on the porch swing and I turned on the local country station just to ease the silence when she turned putting one leg bent on the swing so she could look at me. The look on her face was a mixture of pain and confusion as she just started telling me what was wrong.
“Dad can I move back in? Steve is leaving me. He filed for divorce 3 weeks ago. I tried to get him to change his mind but he said unless I change it would never work. And honestly, I don’t understand; I was like this the whole time we dated so I don’t understand why he doesn’t find me attractive anymore!”
She was angry and confused and hurt, tears streaming down her face.
She continued and I tried to keep up with her rambling, “He says it’s not another woman but I don’t believe that at all! Why can’t he love me Daddy? What is so wrong with me? Up until about 3 months ago things were fine, our sex life was great, then he just stopped wanting me! Daddy I don’t know what to do!”
I was furious at this man for hurting my little girl. I pulled her into my arms and just held her as we rocked in the porch swing and she cried until the tears stopped coming. She curled into me and I turned to hold her close as I spoke.
“Sweetpea, this is your home always and of course you can move back in. I’m sure that idiot will realize the mistake he has made in a few weeks and everything will be ok. But, if he doesn’t that’s his loss darlin’ you are a beautiful woman and you deserve someone that can see that, not someone who wants to change you. I love you Darcy, you will always be my baby girl”
I kissed the top of her head while I held her tight as she softly started crying once again.
“Thank you, Daddy, I love you too,” she said, “but you should know, I quit my job so I will have to find one here. But, I will help around the house until I do. I should have listened to you and went to college instead of marrying that jerk,” she laughed weakly and I squeezed her tighter for just a moment.
We stayed like that for a while until she started to yawn and I realized it was getting late.
“I guess we should get your old room ready and hit the hay, Sweetpea. I got to work in the morning. Did you bring anything with you?”
“I have some bags in the car, Dad. I guess I better get them,” she replied.
We brought her stuff up to her old room and I left her for the night still angry at the man who hurt my baby. Video porno
It’s been 2 months since Darcy moved back home and I’m sad to say I have slipped further into depravity. It has become common for me to find myself jerking to a mind-numbing climax thinking of my daughter. I found this site Literotica.com and have been reading father daughter incest stories imagining doing all those things to my little girl. I should be so ashamed but I can’t stop. She still hasn’t found a job and I don’t care if she does I have come to love walking in after work to find her in the kitchen making dinner or laying on the porch swing reading a book. It’s now June and as the weather gets warmer it seems her clothes get smaller or more low-cut. Fuck, her ex-husband was a damn fool! It’s getting harder to hide my reactions to her but I’m hoping she hasn’t noticed the bulge in my shorts that I just can’t stop some nights as we watch movies or sit on the swing and talk usually with her cuddled to my side.
Tomorrow is my birthday, so I figured I would take her out to dinner and maybe a little dancing at the local bar tonight and have some fun. I’m already in my jeans, a nice button-down shirt and my work boots as I sit on the swing waiting for her to come down. I hear the door open and can’t believe how beautiful my baby girl really is. She is wearing a dark blue blouse that is low cut. It flows around her body just hinting at what is beneath. She has on a short white pair of shorts and her sexy shapely legs are tanned and delicious looking and a pair of come fuck me heels. That’s the only way to describe them. I’m practically drooling, as I feel my cock jump in my jeans.
“Is this ok Dad? Do I look ok? You are looking at me funny should I change?” she asks shyly her voice full of insecurity.
“You’re gorgeous Babygirl,” is all I can say.
She smiles a thousand-watt smile and grabs my hand pulling me to the truck. I watch like a pervy old man as her shorts hug her ass when she climbs in. Again, her ex-husband is one hell of a fucking idiot I say to myself.
Dinner is great. We talk, joke and she is the most relaxed I have seen her since she moved home. I guess the 3 mixed drinks she had with dinner are helping that along too.
As we leave the restaurant and head to the bar, she scoots over on the trucks bench seat and hugs my arm.
“Thank you, Daddy, I know it’s your birthday but I really needed this,” she says as she leans up to kiss my cheek and her breasts rub against me.
We were walking into the bar, her hips swaying to the music and me trying to hide my semi-erect cock. I went to the bar and ordered us some drinks, mine a beer and hers a Mai Tai (which she drinks like Kool-Aid), as she heads straight for the dance floor. When the song was done, she came to drink her drink and ordered another. By this time, she was really feeling them and I told her to slow down a little. She laughed at me and said to stop being such a Dad.
About an hour and 3 drinks later, we were coming off the dance floor and Darcy stoped dead in her tracks staring at the bar. I grabbed her shoulder and asked her what was wrong but before I even get the words out I see them. Her ex, Steve, the idiot, and some skinny size 2 girl, with no boobs, all over each other.
I started for Steve and Darcy grabbed me, “No Daddy, let’s just leave please?”
“OK baby, let’s go,” I tell her and lead her out of the bar.
I lead her to the truck and help her up, my hand pushing on her ass. I go to the driver’s side and climb in trying to adjust my hardening cock without being noticed. I climbed in and took us the 3 miles home.
By the time I pulled in the driveway, my cock was soft again and I got out to help Darcy down. We got in the house and she started to run for her room tears streaking her face but she tripped on her heels. As I reached out to catch her, my hand landed smack on her right tit.
Darcy sank to the floor crying, “I knew it Daddy he left me because I’m fat and ugly and he met someone new! No man wants a fat girl! I should just get the surgery like he wanted me to! That’s why he left me Daddy, I wouldn’t get gastric bypass. He said he couldn’t stand to look at me and my fat rolls anymore!”
She was crying so hard and just shaking against my chest. I grabbed her arms and forced her to look at me.
“Darcy Lynn Grant, you are a beautiful sexy woman and you do not need to change yourself for anyone do you understand? That bastard didn’t deserve you 9 years ago and he sure as fuck doesn’t deserve you now! You are a smart, talented, sexy woman that any man worth a damn would be proud to call his,” I said before crushing her to me feeling her breasts on my chest.
“You are only saying that because you’re my Daddy but thank you,” she said as she sniffled.
“No Darcy,” I said putting her at arm’s reach. “I shouldn’t say those things because I am your Daddy. A Daddy shouldn’t find his daughter sexy at all,” I said right before bringing my face down and kissing her gently on her lips.
She gasped as our lips touched. I felt her start to pull away, but my hands still held her shoulders keeping her in place. My tongue traced her lips, loving the taste of the drinks she had mixed with her tears, a taste that was pure Darcy; it tasted like heaven. I moved one hand under her arm to her back and the other up to cradle her jaw while I tilted my head to try and deepen the kiss. I knew this was wrong but I couldn’t stop, some primitive force was making me continue. I pulled away just an inch squeezing her jaw lightly.
“Open for me Darcy let Daddy taste his Babygirl’s sweet mouth,” I said.
“Daddy this is…” She started to protest.
I swooped down and slid my tongue in her mouth as our lips met again. She tasted of pineapple and sexy woman and I couldn’t stop. My hand traveled from her jaw to her throat squeezing slightly. A tiny sound escaped her throat, I couldn’t tell if it was a protest or a moan as I released her throat and continued downward. My hand closing over a huge breast. So much more than I could fit in one hand but I could feel a hardened nipple and I needed to see.
I pulled at her thin flimsy top until I heard a tear right at the deep “V” between her tits. I kept tearing until it was completely open, my lips never leaving hers. I reached my hand into the bra she was wearing and pulled her DDD tit out feeling the bare nipple on my palm. I moaned into her mouth loving how my Babygirl’s nipples hardened at my touch. Was she enjoying this?
I pulled my lips away missing the taste of her even before we were apart. Her eyes fluttered open but she didn’t pull away. I laid her back on the floor gently kissing her forehead, her eyes, her nose, her cheeks, her jaw, her throat afraid to say anything. I kissed the top of her breast, poking my tongue out, needing to taste her skin. Licking my way to her hard dark-pink nipple. Oh, her nipple was big and perfect, hard and bigger than a pencil eraser and begging for daddy’s mouth.
I let my tongue flick over it first. I felt her body jump at the contact but I flicked it over and over before closing my lips around it and sucking gently. A moan? Was that a moan from my daughter? I sucked harder and nipped at her with my teeth.
“Oooh,” she moaned softly.
I lifted my head and she sighed. It sounded like regret, she was enjoying this. I didn’t know if it was the amounts of alcohol we had both drank or what but I wouldn’t question it. Without saying a word, I removed her shoes kissing the soles of her feet lightly before releasing them, helping her up and leading her by the hand to the sofa. She sat staring in my eyes not saying a word and not stopping me as I got to my knees in front of her and removed the torn shirt from her shoulders and then her bra.
I could only stare reverently for a few seconds at her beautiful breasts. For such big breasts, they sagged only slightly from their weight. Nipples protruding, like arrows aimed slightly down, my hands came up to caress them as my lips claimed hers again. This time, she tentatively kissed me back her tongue brushing against mine as she shyly began to explore my mouth. As the kiss deepened and passions rose I pinched her nipples. Her back arched pushing them into my hands as she moaned loudly into my mouth. I pulled away kissing down her jaw and throat nipping and biting that sensitive area where your neck and shoulder meet.
Her hands shot out to grab me to her, holding me there, as I bit, licked and sucked on my Babygirl’s skin, knowing this was so wrong, but not being able to stop, I pinched her nipples again a little harder this time.
“Oooh, Yes, Daddy!” she moaned softly in my ear.
My cock was so hard it hurt in my jeans, my little girl was enjoying me touching her. I was in fucking heaven. As I kissed a path to her nipple sucking hard and biting it, I pinched the other. She grabbed my head, almost painfully, holding my mouth to her nipple. I fought her hold to switch nipples sucking and pinching. Her breathing quickened and her hips were grinding into the sofa. I took my free hand and pressed on her pussy through her shorts.
“Fuck yes, Daddy! Please, please, please Daddy!” she cries out.
I bite and pinch her nipples hard while pressing into her pussy through her shorts I can feel the heat radiating off her. I pulled away needing to catch my breath and calm down before I came in my pants like a horny teenage boy.
I kissed her gently and looked into her eyes. They were full of passion and need.
“Darcy, my sweet baby, I’m sure you can tell what Daddy wants but I won’t take it if you aren’t sure. I will tell you there is no going back if we do this. Daddy loves you and not like a Daddy should but like a man loves a woman. You will always be Daddy’s little girl no matter what you choose but if we do this you will also be my woman and you will have new rules as you learn about what Daddy likes and wants. Do you understand?” I asked her looking into her eyes.
“Yes, Daddy I understand. I’m so confused with so many emotions but you make me feel so fucking good,” she said as she covered her tits as best she could.