From Fantasy To Reality

[DaddyO]

OOC: Toby Grant. 40 years old. 6'1". 190. Blonde hair. Green eyes.


IC:



Maybe I wanted to get caught.

My wife passed away two years ago. Ever since them my daughter and I have been trying to get on with our lives.

I work from home, and she's a freshman at the local community college. I love her more than anything. We're very close.

Still.

A man has needs. And I'm not certain how she would react if I started dating again. Would she think I was betraying the memory of her mother?

That's why I didn't date. And that's why the only sex I had came from masturbating. I found myself doing it more and more. It was becoming almost compulsive. I'd pull my sweatpants down and start stroking my meat. I'd close my eyes and fantasize about a hundred different young women.

Girls, really. Girls my daughter's age. Some of them were actually her friends.

Lately, I've been thinking about her. My own daughter. I know it's wrong, but I still do it. And the strange thing is that I come hardest when I do.

Like right now....

When I know she'll be home any minute.....

 

[Goddess Trinity]

Tamy

OOC: Hope you don't mind me joining in, it's been awhile but I think I can get back in the groove.

Tamy Grant
20 Years old
36D's
5'8'
Long soft legs, and whole body tanned
Dark bronze hair with piercing blue green eyes.

IC:

Tamy walked into her house and sighed, setting ehr books on the table beside the door and walking into the living room. It had been a long morning and she was glad her professor wasn't giving any homework today. She was a good student, about an A/B Student. She sighed, placing her hands on her hips, looking around and then at the clock. Her bustiness caught alot of men's attention and if she didn't know any better, she'd have to say also her father.

Strangely enough, her face had never gotten any zits, pimples, nothing. Yet her face changed alittle, making her seem more and more like what her mother did. She was almost identical to her oinly bustier. She smiled as she looked down. Today she wore a white shirt that said "Bitches Beware". Even though it was alittle out there, she liked it. Her black skirt hung down to abotu mid thigh but she didn't mind. She called throughout the house to her father in her sexy voice. "Daddy you home?"

 

[DaddyO]

Toby

Completely lost in the erotic fantasy, I thought I imagined Tamy calling out to me.

"Daddy you home?"

"In here, baby," I moaned. "Come see what Daddy's got for you..."

I pictured her standing in the doorway. I pictured how prettily she'd blush when she realized what I was doing. I pictured her delicate hands instinctively going to her bounteous cleavage. I pictured her slowly unbuttoning her blouse as she walked toward me...

It was all I could take. I came with a grunt, spraying my seed messily all over my belly. My heart was racing in my chest. It took me a moment to catch my breath.

When I opened my eyes I saw my daughter standing a few feet away. That was when I realized that I had actually heard her calling out to me. That was when I realized that she had seen everything.

Even worse, that was when I realized that she had heard everything...

 

[Goddess Trinity]

She had expected her father to be on the computer or talking on the phone with a buisness man but instead she found him laying on his bed, propped up and his massive penis, hard, raging and purple, in his hand and his stomach coated. Tamy had heard every word, she not only blushed but felt her pussy starting to get warm and that tingling sensation in her nipples.

"Um...I- I'll..." Before she could finish she ran out of the room and into her room, closing the door with a slam and quickly, through her panties began to rub herself as she moaned. She somehow made it to her bed and laid down. If anyone, specifically her dad walked to her room, he would've definitly heard what would seem to be sobs or something but she was actually moaning.

 

[DaddyO]

Toby

For what felt like an eternity I just froze in place. I couldn't move. I couldn't think. I couldn't breath.

What must be going through her head? I thought.

When I was finally able to regain control of my motor functions I hastily cleaned myself up and pulled up my sweat pants. While the evidence of my secret sin was gone, the shame remained.

Getting to my feet, I got up and left my bedroom. I made the short trek to Tamy's bedroom like a condemned prisoner walking the last mile. I didn't knoew what I was going to say to my daughter. I didn't know how I was going to explain.

When I reached her bedroom the door was closed. I was so befuddled that I didn't even think to knock before opening it.

That's when I saw it.

My beautiful daughter. Sprawled across the bed. Skirt pulled up. Legs spread wide. Fingers working furiously. So turned on that she didn't spare the time to pull down her panties.

Suddenly, I knew how Tamy felt when she caught me. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury myself in it.

But there was something else.

Something deeper.

It was....

Lust?

I knew I had long suppressed desires for my daughter. Was it possible that she had the same fantasies.

I knew I should turn around and walk away.

I knew that if I didn't things would never be the same.

I knew there were certain lines a father should never cross.

But I couldn't stop.

Closing the door behind me I crossed over to the bed...

 

[Goddess Trinity]

Her eyes were closed, unknown to her daddy's presence. She began to moan out loud. Oh yeah Daddy...you fuck ya, eat me you son of bitch...ya... Her fingers buried inside of her until finally, a small orgasm swept ehr and she relaxed, pulling out her hand and opening her eyes to see her Daddy hovering over her with his dick out and semi- erect...

She had been caught and she had nothing to say but... I'm sorry Daddy... I couldn't help it...