The Accidental Seduction Of My Father

Sean grinned at the compliment, "Thanks honey, I do what I can." The words "and you looked fucking amazing" were on his lips, but he bit them back. He watched her leave the kitchen, gathered a dirty dish towel, and went to the laundry room. He fished laundry from the laundry basket. He took Brittany's dress and pre-treated the stains. As he was working, her scent rose from the fabric. His nose caught it and he inhaled more deeply. Dropping the dress into the washer, he looked into the laundry basket to see if he had missed anything. Her panties lie at the bottom. He picked them up, his fingers feeling moistness in the fabric. Without thinking, he brought them to his nose and inhaled the sweet scent of his daughter's pussy. He moaned softly, running the fabric between his fingers. Her moist labia had pressed right against it for hours. He inhaled again and again, even bringing it to his lips, his tongue darting out, trying to get a taste. He groaned at how it made him feel, then stopped himself. What would she say if she saw him? Sheesh! He dropped the panties into the washer, added soap and started the cycle.

He left the laundry room and went outside to clear his head, looking up at the stars. It was a moonless night, and everything was shrouded in darkness, until a light went on in his house. He turned around to see the well lit interior of the guest bathroom, and Brittany dropping her towel and turning to run a bath. Even at this distance, her body was incredible. She moved out of his sight, and like a magnet he was drawn to the window. He stopped at the privacy fence to the outdoor shower and peered over the top. She was bent over the tub, her full breasts hanging, but firmly keeping their shape. The swell of her toned ass rocked as she moved. He knew he shouldn't be doing this, but was glued to the spot. She turned and stepped into the tub, the entire front of her body exposed to him. Her pubic hair was shaped to a short stripe and the lips of her pussy were full and pink. He gasped at her, his cock fully hard, and she lowered herself into the water.
 
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"Ahhhh..." Brittany moaned as she settled down in the tub. It was a large bathtub with jets, but since she decided on using bubbles she didn't want to use the jets. This time. There's always tomorrow night, she thought.

She had put just enough bubbles in the tub to come right up to her breasts. The warm bubbly water felt sensational. She was pretty exhausted from traveling. She leaned back against the side of the tub, her soapy breasts popping right out of the water. She looked down at them, enjoying the way the bubbles covered her nipples. She couldn't help but touch them, both hands coming up out of the water to massage the suds into her soft breasts. Her fingers circled each of her nipples, around the areolas then closer and closer to the buds..."Oh!" she exclaimed as she began sliding her wet sudsy fingertips over each nipple. They hardened quickly, and Brittany's head fell back against the ledge of the tub, moaning a little more. This has been a long time coming. A long, relaxing masturbation session. She continued running her wet fingertips over her nipples, even splashing some water over her breasts to keep them nice and slippery. She looked back down at her nipples then, loving the way they looked when they were hard. Brittany bit her lip, increasing the pace and then beginning to pinch and roll them between her fingers.
 
Sean's mouth gaped open at what he saw. He might even have drooled. His cock was so hard it was painful. It didn't matter. This was the most erotic thing he had ever seen in his life. Had anyone touched him, he would have cum in seconds. His daughter was playing with her beautiful breasts, pinching her hard little nipples, and obviously enjoying it.

He was outside. If any light came on, he would be in plain view of the neighbors. He didn't dare take his cock out of his pants. He breathed softly, "Oh god baby, so sexy, so perfect, yes, pinch those beautiful nipples for me."
 
"Mmmm..." Brittany moaned, slightly tugging on her nipples causing her breasts to bounce on the water. The sensations shot straight down to her pussy; her hips slightly rocking instinctively as the pleasure increased. "I've got all night, may as well take my sweet time," she breathed. She realized at that moment that she had forgotten her waterproof vibe in her room. Oh well. Always tomorrow night for that too.

When she masturbated, she usually fantasized about a hot guy at school or an actor. She closed her eyes, searching her thoughts for the first hot guy that came to mind. Her dad popped right into her head. Her eyes flew open, her mind wanting to reject the vision. Not her own father! But even as she thought that, her right hand traveled down her stomach, lower, lower...till her fingers found the outside of her pussy lips. God he did look hot tonight, came the next thought unbidden.

Who cares, Brittany? That's why it's called a fantasy. It's not like you would really do anything with him in real life. With that, she closed her eyes again, her right hand resuming its course and she began sliding one finger along her slit, teasing at her clit and her hole. "Mmmm...daddy..." she moaned, her left hand continuing to pinch, pull and rub on each of her hard nipples as she imagined her daddy standing before her first in the outfit he wore to dinner, then his swim trunks, with the water running down his tight, lean body. "Oh fuck..." she whispered, her thumb diddling her clit now as her pointer finger probed at her opening.
 
Sean held his breath when Brittany's eyes opened. He backed further into the shadows, not wanting her to have any clue he was watching. He could have, should have, left then, gone back into the house. Instead he moved slow back to the fence, looking cautiously over. Her eyes were closed again and one hand had disappeared under the water. The expression on her face told him she was really masturbating. He heard her groan faintly, although he couldn't make out what she was saying, if anything. His breath was uneven, and he continued to speak to himself, "Yes baby, that's perfect, play with your sweet pussy, do it for daddy." He could not remember being more excited than he was at this moment. He was beside himself with lust for his daughter.
 
Brittany kept her eyes closed, envisioning her father as he looked when he got out of the pool. His muscles flexing as he moved. "Mmmm..." she moaned as her finger slid all the way inside her tight canal, her thumb circling around her clit as she began to move her finger in and out of her pussy. Now she saw her dad, turning to look at her, loosening his swim trunks, his hard cock springing into view...just like she saw when she spied on him in his shower..."Oh!" she exclaimed as she was so close to cumming now. Her middle finger joined her first finger, her speed increasing as she finger fucked her tight pussy. Her thumb was furiously working over her engorged clit, her other hand still busy twisting and pulling on her erect nipples. "Oh god...oh yes...Daddy..." she moaned, slightly louder than she wanted. Oh she was so close...

Then in her vision, her daddy locked eyes with her, and began stroking his cock, walking towards her. That was all it took. Brittany came then, so hard, her fingers busy pumping in and out of her pussy, her hips thrashing wildly, water splashing out of the tub. "Oooooooh fuuuuuuck....!" she screamed, as she clamped her left hand over her mouth, biting on it in an attempt to stifle her screams.
 
A moan ascaped his lips as she obviously came. He heard her. He saw her. His gorgeous baby girl was cumming hard. His own cock was so hard, he could barely stand it. He had just brought his hand to his shorts, when he heard a car approaching. He moved away from the fence as the neighbors entered their driveway, their headlights illuminating his back yard. He simply and quietly went inside. His heard was pounding, both from excitement and near discovery. He breathed deeply, focussed, then went to the laundry room. He pulled all the clothes out and stuck them in the dryer. Then, before Brittany could exit the bathroom, he went through his room to the master bath, and got into an intentionally cold shower.
 
Still panting, Brittany relaxed against the side of the tub. Wow, that was one of the most intense orgasms she has had in quite some time. Must have been from the foreplay I did in the shower earlier, she reasoned.

She reached over and flipped on the jets. Most of the bubbles had either dissolved or splashed over the side of the tub. The warm pulsating water felt heavenly on her back. "Ahhh," she moaned. This is the way to relax after a fabulous orgasm!

Brittany lay there for about 10 minutes, so relaxed. It was okay to get off to the image of her naked father like that. It was only a fantasy,nothing more. She put her semi wet hair up in a messy bun and turned off the jets, pulling the plug to drain the water. As she got out, she giggled. There was quite a bit of water on the floor. "Oops," she giggled again. She grabbed the towel that her dad must have hung in there after the streaking incident, and wiped up the mess. She then dried herself off with her towel, and wrapped it around herself again, tucking the end right into her cleavage. Then she grabbed the soaking wet towel and headed to the laundry room to deposit it.
 
Sean showered and showered, until his teeth came near to chattering and his skin blue, but at last his erection went down. He shook as he dried off. He felt as though he was in shock. One minute, Brittany had been a distant relative, the next, the most exciting sexual creature he had ever known, and he couldn't have her. He dried off and put on a robe. A drink. He needed a drink. He listened briefly at the door, then opened it and made for the kitchen, and liquor cabinet. He poured himself some single malt scotch and took a large mouthful. It was good, and burned all the way down. "Ahh," he thought, "I needed that."
 
Brittany dropped the towel in the hamper, then thought better of it because it was soaking wet. 'I should probably hang it over a lounge chair outside' she decided. She snatched it back out of the hamper and made her way through the kitchen to the back door. She jumped when she saw her dad, standing in the corner of the kitchen. "Oh hey, daddy. Sorry you startled me! I'm just gonna go hang this outside, it got really wet," she said, walking past him, noticing that he was drinking scotch. She quickly stepped outside, hung the towel over a chair and jumped back inside, holding onto her towel so there wouldn't be a repeat of earlier.

"Can I try some?" she asked softly, standing barefoot and naked but for her towel, looking up at her father, who she now noticed was only wearing a robe. "Oh you got clean too, huh?" she said giggling, elbowing him in his side, trying to forget how she had just had a massive orgasm while thinking about him naked.
 
"sorry honey, didn't mean to startle you," he said softly. He didn't really need to apologize, but was suddently tentative in front of the woman that was his daughter. He watched her go outside then return to stand in front of him. All she had on was a towel. Her skin had the flush of color that comes from soaking in warm water and orgasming. He took another sip of his scotch, trying not to look at the line of the towel against her breasts. He handed his glass to her, "sure, but most people find it to be an acquired taste."
 
She tentatively took the glass from him, sniffing the liquid before tasting it. She wrinkled her nose, but took a drink of it anyway. "Yuck!" Brittany said spitting out the foul liquid into the sink. "Sorry daddy. That's just gross!" She went to the refrigerator and looked for something wash down that awful taste. She bent over and grabbed a beer off of the bottom shelf, holding on tightly to her towel as she felt it riding up the back of her thighs. She turned around and asked "May I?" She already had two earlier, but she didn't know if he even had noticed.
 
"Sure," he grinned, "if I can have my glass back." She took a beer and handed his glass to him. He took another sip, "you don't have to ask honey, you can have whatever you want. I plan on going shopping tomorrow. Let me know if you need anything." He watched her as she opened the bottle and took a sip. Knowing that she had just been masturbating and that she was naked beneath that towel was getting to him, and his cock started to swell again. In his light robe, he knew she would see if he didn't leave the kitchen now. He walked over and kissed her forehead, mumbling, "Been a long week and I am bushed. Good night honey." He then walked out of the kitchen and straight to his bedroom. He pushed the door closed, but didn't notice that it didn't latch. He finished his scotch and got ready for bed. As he lay down, he pulled the covers off. It was still a bit warm. And trying not to think too much about Brittany, he drifted off.
 
Brittany couldn't help but feel disappointed as her father walked towards his room. She was actually hoping they could hang out some. Oh well, tomorrow is Saturday. They had all day. Then three months after that. "Okay, night daddy."

She decided to go put some clothes on, and see what was on TV. She slipped a light pink silk nightie over her head that came to just below her ass, with the matching panty, then made her way to the family room. She flipped on the tv, and surfed through the channels for awhile until she came across one of her favorite movies.

Brittany lay back on the couch and drank her beer, then got one more and drank that one before she was ready for bed. She flipped off the tv and threw away her empties, turning off lights as she went. She tiptoed down the dark hallway, and as she came to her fathers room, it looked like a light was on in his room, so she pushed the door open some to see if he was awake. She gasped at what she saw.

The room was illuminated by a street light as her dad hadn't pulled his blinds all the way down. And there, laying on his back, on his bed, completely naked, was her dad.

And he was sporting an enormous erection.

Brittany just stood there in the doorway, mouth hanging open, staring. It was even more impressive looking hard than she had imagined. He was sound asleep, as he was lightly snoring, so she slowly crept closer to him. She could feel her body responding to the sight of her naked father right in front of her. Her panties felt damp, her nipples poking out against the silk nightie. As she stopped at the side of his bed, she held her breath, her hand reaching out on its own, about to touch her daddy's hard cock...

"Snap out of it, Brittany!" she chastised herself. She dropped her hand, but didn't move. His cock almost seemed to beckon to her as she watched it. Brittany found herself mesmerized by the sight of her daddy's huge, throbbing member. "Go. Leave the room now. Go to bed Brit!" Her brain yelled at her.

Her heart was pounding as she walked out of his room, forgetting to shut his door. Brittany got into her bed, her breath coming out in short pants. "He's your father...stop it..." Brittany closed her eyes, but there he was again, his hard cock beckoning to her. She kicked off her covers, as she was suddenly burning hot, as well as her nightie and panties as she slept naked. She tossed and turned for a bit, until finally she felt herself drifting off to sleep.
 
Sean's dreams were dominated by erotic visions of Brittany. His dreams knew no morals or taboos, so he was surprised to wake with hard morning wood, and sheets that looked like a wrestling match had happened upon them. He sighed as he went to the bathroom. His habit was to go for a run on saturday mornings. It was very early, so he saw no reason why not. He put on running shorts and a shirt and left his bedroom. He walked quietly in the hall, not wanting to awaken Brittany. He figured she would be a late sleeper. Her door was slightly ajar, so he opened it slightly and peaked in. His mouth opened in a silent gasp at what he saw. His daughter was sprawled upon her bed, arms and legs akimbo, naked. Enough morning light was entering that he could see everything, everything. Her mouth was slightly slack, her lips open and wet. Her plump breasts rose and fell slowly with her breath, her relaxed nipples pink and fresh. Her body was so toned and tight, tan lines showing off her body's lusciousness. Her legs were open, enough that he could clearly see her pussy, generous pink labia like a closed flower.

His cock had immediately swelled to complete hardness, starting to drip. He ached to go in, to look closer, to touch her... But he knew damn well that if she woke, naked, with him standing over her with an erection, she would bolt and never return. He bit his lip and shut his eyes. Turning, he forced himself to walk down the hall to the kitchen, breathing hard. How the hell was he going to be able to stand this all summer?

He skipped his pre-run breakfast, jotted a note to her on the pad on the kitchen table, put on his shoes and left. He ran hard, literally and figurative, until he was just running vigorously. His mind was racing as well, and he fought it all the way. After a number of miles, he returned home and went to the backyard to stretch and get a drink from the garden hose.
 
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Brittany stretched languidly, slowly waking up. It was light outside, but she had no idea what time it was. 'Wow I must have been hot all night,' she thought as she realized she was still uncovered.

She sat up and put her nightie and panties back on so she could use the bathroom. She walked into the kitchen first and checked the time. 8:30. She should go back to bed! She noticed a note pad on the table with a note written from her dad. A morning run? Wow he was ambitious.

She went and used the bathroom then as she was about to go lay down in her bed, she went into her dads room instead. His sheets were all askew, his comforter at the end of the bed. Brittany walked up to the bed, standing just where she had last night. She extended her hand, pretending that her dad was laying there, naked, and hard, like last night...

With that thought, she climbed into his bed, grabbed the top sheet and comforter and wrapped herself in them. Her head lay on her daddy's pillow, and she could smell his scent; cologne, man, scotch...she breathed in deeply. 'What has gotten into me?' she wondered. It felt so good to lay in his bed. Never mind the fact that he had slept naked in it just mere hours ago. And with that thought, she promptly dozed off.
 
Sean caught a quick outdoor shower. He loved showering outdoors. The spray of the water on his skin and the fresh ocean air always left him feeling alive. He finished and dried off, wrapping his towel around his waist. He went into the kitchen, grabbed a gatorade and walked into his bedroom. He stopped short when he looked at his bed, and saw Brittany asleep. He briefly wondered if she was still naked and the thought made his heart pound. He wandered closer and was relieved, if dissappointed, when he saw a thin strap on her shoulder.

He crept closer and watched her sleep, breathing deeply, her face beautiful on his pillow. He bent over and kissed her cheek, whispering, "Good morning sunshine!"
 
Brittany fell into a light sleep, so she was caught in the middle of a fantasy/day dream/dream. She was laying in her dads bed, and he came home from his run and got into bed with her and snuggled up next to her, his naked body warm, his dick hard and pressed into her timid hand...

"Good morning sunshine!"

Slightly confused, Brittany slowly opened her eyes. Her fathers face was mere inches from hers with a goofy grin on it. 'I'm not dreaming...' she realized. She also realized that her dad was naked! Oh wait, he's wearing a towel. Naked underneath...

"Oh! Daddy! You're really here- I mean, you're home...and I'm in your bed! I'm so sorry!" Brittany sat up quickly, throwing the sheet and comforter off of her. Her nightie had ridden up some exposing her panties. "Shit! I mean shoot! Sorry!" She apologized as she adjusted her nightie.
 
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Sean chuckled at her sleepy confusion, then got quiet as she threw the covers off. What man does not crave finding a hot young thing in his bed, dressed only in lingerie? She was wearing another pair of sheer panties, so the outline of the pussy he had dreamt about last night was clearly visible. He could feel his cock hardening under his towel.

He backed up, making light of it all, "No problem honey, but unless you want a free show, I will have to ask you to leave. I want to put some clothes on. Got to go shopping. My daughter is in town."

He watched as Brittany got out of his bed, looked at him, then walked out of his bedroom, her breasts bouncing as she moved, her muscular legs naked to his view. He was hardening fast. If she had stayed any longer, the jig would have been up, so to speak.

She closed the door on the way out. He dropped the towel, stuffed his erection into some boxer briefs, and put on some khakis. He walked out of the bedroom to the guest room door. He knocked, saying, "Hey, do you want to go shopping with me, or hang out here?"
 
Brittany went into her room, shut the door and hung her head in her hands. When will she quit embarrassing herself in front of her father? And furthermore, what was really upsetting her? The fact that it was her father, or that fact that she couldn't help but fantasize about him constantly? Then he found her half naked in his bed. She shook her head in her hands.

Just then a knock on her door caused her to jump. Oh good he's going to the store! She glanced at her phone. Only 9:15. They could be back with plenty of sun light time. "Yeah I wanna go! I'll be right out!" she called to him. Brittany took off the nightie/panty set and left it on her bed. She put on a black thong and bra, then a pair of short jean shorts with a red tank top and white flip flops. She threw her hair back up in a messy bun and put some mascara and lip gloss on, just to make her look a little more awake. She looked in the mirror. Not bad for a quickie dress. She finished of the look with a spritz of her favorite Victoria's secret body spray.

"Okay daddy, I'm ready! I hope you let me pick out some stuff," Brittany said with a wink as she put her sunglasses on, walking by him to go out to the car.
 
He watched her bounce past him as she headed out, and a wave of her perfume hit him. As having an incredible body was not enough to get his attention. Then he caught himself, "I am checking out my daughter's ass, sheesh."

He turned and locked the door, then headed after her. She was already in the car, when he got in. "Top down?" he asked. Her smile was a sufficient yes and he hit the button. Once the top was secured, they were off.

It was not a long ride, but twice he caught guys giving him an envious look, and one woman giving him a dirty look. "What?" he wanted to say, "Its my daughter, not my trophy wife."

Brittany seemed oblivous to it all, just enjoying the ride. They arrived at the supermarket, parked and walked in. He let her shop, for the most part. He didn't know what she liked, after all. He did pick out some more beer and wine. He knew they both liked that. In short order, they basket was fairly full. "sheesh," he kidded her, "I don't think I bought this much food in the last year. I hope you know how to cook some of this."

He was having fun. He liked her.
 
They checked out and loaded the bags into the trunk. Each time Brittany bent over to get a bag, Sean was treated to a great down blouse view of her cleavage. All to soon, everything was loaded and they took off. A stop for coffee at a local place, then home. They ferried the bags into the kitchen and Brittany asked if he needed her for anything else, as she wanted to work on her tan.

He was tempted to say that he needed her, but simply said, "Sure, just be careful. The sun is stonger here." She smiled and went to change as he put things away. He was still working, when Brittany reentered the kitchen, wearing a suit that left little to the imagination. Sean's stopped and his eyes widened as she passed by. It must have been one of those suits that were designed to give you a whole body tan, without lines. If it had been wet, he would have seen everything.

"Have fun," he said weakly, his cock swelling yet again at the sight of his daughter.

She smiled, "Thanks daddy," and bounced out the door.
 
She had a blast at the grocery store, and her dad bought beer and wine without her even bringing it up. Looks like today is gonna be a fun one, she realized. Laying out by the pool and drinking beer. Or maybe some wine. Hmm.

They got back in the car and Brittany laughed at his comment about not buying this much food all year and hoping she could cook. "Don't worry, daddy. I'll take good care of you," she said, smiling sweetly at him.

Once they returned home Brittany helped him carry the bags in but was anxious to get in her bikini and get outside. It was already noon! Once he excused her, she darted to her room to change. She had recently ordered a bikini that allowed sun to pass through the fabric, so her whole body could be sun kissed. She couldn't wait to put it on! It was white, and incredibly skimpy. Brittany twirled around in front of the mirror. "Oh well, it's just my dad, no need to feel self conscious, right?" She murmured. She grabbed her SPF 4 tanning oil, her iPod and sunglasses and walked back into the kitchen.

Her dad looked at her and she could tell he was trying not to stare. She smiled inwardly, remembering their near collision when she was naked yesterday. So maybe she was in fact having the same effect on him as he was on her.

Naw. 'He's you father, Brit,' she reminded herself. Again.

She nearly flew out the door, and twirled around in the sunlight, feeling the sun all over her body. This was like being naked! Perfect! She turned her iPod on shuffle and began spraying her entire body with the oil, rubbing it in as best she could. Just as she was about to lay down, she realized she didn't get a drink, so she walked back inside.

"Hey, daddy! Um, I can have a beer, right? Are you going to come out too?" She asked him, opening the fridge and bending over to grab a beer.
 
Sean had just put the last of the groceries away and had just about recovered from seeing Brittany in a bathing suit so sheer that she might as well be naked, when she popped back into the kitchen, asking for a beer and whether he was coming out. She had sprayed herself down with oil. Her skin glistened and her suit was even more transparent. He tried not to groan, but she embodied so much of what he found erotic. No stripper he had ever seen was sexier than his daughter was at this moment. He croaked out a "sure" and went to get one from the frig. He turned and gave it to her and said he would be out in a bit, after he put a rack of ice in his shorts, he thought. She took the beer and went out again, leaving a scent of sun tan oil in the air. Sean banged his head softly on the cabinet.
 
This couldn't be any more perfect, Brittany mused. She had her favorite tunes, a beer, and was laying out in the glorious sun in Cali. She wondered if maybe her dad would take her to the beach tomorrow, and made a mental note to ask him later.

Brittany lay on the lounge chair on her back for a bit, then flipped onto her stomach. Whew, the heat was intense. She decided to jump in the water, even though she was unsure how her bikini would look wet. Oh well.

Taking the last drink of her beer, she jumped into the deep end of the pool. 'ahhhh' she thought as the cool water surrounded her hot body. Just as she surfaced, she spotted her father walking out of the door. "Hey daddy can you bring me another beer please please pretty please?" she begged him as she jumped out the pool to go lay back on her lounge.
 
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