The DVD

DaddyO

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OOC: Tom Kent. 43 years old. 5'10". 175. Well built. Blue eyes, thinning blonde hair.



My wife and I divorced when my daughter was twelve. She took Jill and moved her clear across the country, vowing I would never see her again.

Then they vanished.
Despite having the best lawyers and hiring at least a half-dozen private investigators, I couldn't find them. I thought my bitch ex-wife had had the last laugh. I lost hope and tried to get on with my life.


Then something funny happened.
Jill found me.
She was 19 now, and had finally gotten sick and tired of her treacherous mother. Since I wasn't in hiding, it took her only a few phone calls to track me down.

One day I answered the door, and a beautiful young women stood there. She immediately moved in, and we've been living together ever since. I work and she goes to college. Life is pretty good.


There are slight problems, though.


In the years since my divorce, I've been pretty lonely. Since then, however, I've been unable to trust women. But sometimes I need a little relief.

I found it by watching movies. Adult movies. Porno flicks. Over the years, I've managed to put together quite a collection. When Jill moved in, however, I put them away and hid them where she would never find them.

But she did. One day when I knew she'd be at class all day, I thought it would be okay to watch a few again. When I opened my hoard, however, I noticed two titles were missing.

I found them in Jill's room. I knew then why she wanted a DVD player for her birthday.

I was shocked and embarrassed, and I waited for the inevitable conversation. It never occurred. Jill kept her secret, and I kept hers.

Over the next few weeks, she must have watched every one. She returned them quickly, hoping I wouldn't find out. But then I found a DVD missing for over two weeks. I guessed she had finally found a favorite.

Then I figured out which DVD was missing.

It was called 'Daddy's Big Girl'.

It was about a father having a sexual relationship with his beautiful daughter.

I wondered how many times Jill had watched it.

I wondered what thoughts went through her head when she did.

I wondered what she did to herself when she watched it...


I started thinking thoughts a father shouldn't think....
 
Jill Brooks

Originally I had been intrigued by the idea of my father relieving his sexual energy with pornography - unlike some of my peers who were absolutely disgusted. Not at my father of course - I never told anyone about this - but at the idea of having sex on film and letting the entire world watch you.

Fascinating, even exciting.

For almost seven years, my mother had barely had time to teach me the ways of life. I had to find things out for myself. Like how to deal with the problem of growing breasts during my early adolescence, or how to fend off horny high school and college boys. Amongst other things.

This time was no different, that I had to find things out for myself. Only this time round, it could be a lot more interesting.
 
Dad

I got home from work Jill was already home. I poked my head in the open doorway to give her a quick hello. She was She was stretched out across her bed lying on her belly watching TV. I couldn't help but check her out. What man wouldn't? She was a vision. Before I could do or say anything further to embarrass myself, I turned and fled to my bedroom. I pulled off my clothes and headed to the bathroom. I turned on the shower as hot as it would go. I knew a cold shower would have been more prudent, but deep down I didn't want to do anything to shrink my unnatural desire. Before I even knew what I was doing, I found myself masturbating under the hot spray, picturing every forbidden curve of my daughter's tight young body. It took me less than a minute to come.

"Oh, Jill," I gasped softly.

After I cleaned myself up, I turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. I dried myself off, then wrapped the towel around my waist. Then I went out to my closet to pick out a change of clothes.

As soon as I stepped into my room I saw Jill sitting on the edge of my bed. She looked like she had something on her mind. Something important....
 
Jill Brooks

I had scanned through enough videos to know how these porn videos usually are like. Thin plots, ridiculously poor acting, and just senseless sex scenes, in various positions. But I found myself particularly drawn to this one title - Daddy's Big Girl.

It didn't feature any big name actresses, nor was the directing particularly good. It just happened that the actress resembled someone that I knew very well - me. And the coincidence didn't stop there. The male lead, while probably not much older than the female lead (which meant that he couldn't have possible been her father), reminded me of the father I knew when I was much younger. While it was not quite simple as putting two and two together, there was definitely something about this video that, had a certain appeal to it.

There were five sex scenes in all, with the first and last involving the two leads. Those were the scenes I watched the most, even if there was something intriguing about the other three scenes...
 
Jill Brooks

This was probably the eighth time I was watching the opening scene, but every single time seemed like a new experience for me.

Did the father lead his daughter on? Was the daughter seducing her father? Or was there merely an irresistable mutual attraction that brewed between them? To be honest I could hardly tell, with the lousy plot and acting. Even I could do better.

And it was at that very last thought, that I decided to give a try imitating what the female lead was doing. At this point of time, she was touching herself between her legs. As I did, slowly rubbing myself through my panties. To give it a more realistic touch, I tried to add a little coyness to my movement. For some reason, I was really enjoying this.

Another feature that I had noticed the first few times was how unrealistic this actress seemed at times. One moment she was reluctant (or supposed to be anyway), and the next she was having sex wantonly. I had thought it was just poor acting, but as I began to rub my pussy more, I began to feel that deep inner desire building inside me.

Wow.
 
Jill Brooks

I soon found that initial coyness, however faked, disappearing quickly once my pussy started to react to the fondling from my fingers. I was starting to get wet, and it was getting serious.

By now, the action on screen had moved on much faster, with the couple going at it in missionary style - I checked this up online when I did a search on all known sex positions. It was quite an, education, I must say.

On the other hand, I was still exploring the way my pussy reacted to my fingers. Mine was bushy, unlike the actress who had shaved hers. Soon my fingers started to move faster, and then I used a second finger to add to the first.

I could feel my body quivering, my limbs almost going weak. But still I kept going. This was a new sensation indeed!

Then I heard the front door open and shut, and immediately I had to switch the channel, hide the DVD box, get myself back on the bed...

"Hi honey, I'm home," my father pops his head in. I pretended not to notice him, staring straight at the flickering TV ahead of me as I lay on my front, concealing the DVD box. All this time, my heart pounding not just from the fear of being discovered, but the exhilaration that my fingers had brought me not too long ago.

He stood for what seemed like forever at the doorway, before turning away, heading towards his own room. Phew.
 
Jill Brooks

When I heard the running water from the showers, I knew I was safe. It was then that it hit me that I have hogged this DVD for far too long - father might discover that I've been watching it!

Althought I had a strong desire to finish watching the opening scene (for the eighth time), I figured this was a pretty good opportunity to return the DVD to its original place. For now anyway.

I snuck into father's room, the sound of the showers serving as my insurance. I had some difficulty remembering exactly where I had found the DVD, but when I finally did, I heaved a sigh of relief. Only to discover that while I was engrossed with what I was doing, the bathroom had gone quiet.

The next thing I knew, the doorknob to the bathroom turned. I quickly sat on the edge of the bed, hoping that nothing would seem to be amiss.

He looked at me, somewhat surprised that I had shown up in his room. I'd better come up with something quick, before he suspects something is up.

"Erm Dad..." My mind raced for ideas. And I grabbed the first one that came up.

"I was wondering if Mom used to shave her private parts?" I asked innocently, only realising the gravity of what I asked after the words came out of my mouth.
 
"I was wondering if Mom used to shave her private parts?" Jill asked.

That was about the last thing I expected her to say. I wasn't sure how to respond. Feeling a little unsteady on my feet, I sat down next to her on the bed while I tried to frame an appropriate response. Finally, I tried to make a little joke out of it.

"I'm not sure, sweetheart. After you were born, I don't think I ever saw her naked again. I guess that was one of our problems. Why do you ask?"

Jill stared down at the floor without answering. I decided to take a shot in the dark.

"Does this have anything to do with the movies you've been watching?"
 
Jill Brooks

"Dad! It was just an....innocent question..." I trailed off, knowing how wrong it must have sounded when I asked my Dad what I just did. Things were becoming awkward really quickly.

"...you know? About the videos?" I asked.
 
Tom

"I know about them," I admitted. "I guess I should have said said something about them sooner. But things have been going so well for us. I didn't want you to think your old man was some kind of pervert. But finding out that you were watching them too. That's when I started to think you might understand what I was feeling. I've been single for a long time. And lonely. Sometimes I just some release. And watching these movies help. Losing myself in the fantasy. Do you ever do that, Jill?"
 
Jill Brooks

Fantasies?

I had lots of them. Considering that my entire sexual education has come from Daddy's video collection. Yes, I was a popular girl in school, but I was also a virgin. Even though I was a cheerleader, and there were countless of boys who tried to get into my pants, I had always said no. I didn't seem to find guys my age attractive at all.

As I was beginning to come to terms with the new dynamics of the situation, there was also a growing curiosity within me. There were still so many things I wanted to know about.

"Dad, when you said release, did you mean..." I hemmed and hawed. This was so embarrassing!

"...masturbation?" It wasn't that I didn't know what masturbation was. It was just that I didn't know how it was like for men. I've seen a few women do it in the videos, but never quite men.
 
Tom

"Masturbation," I admitted. There was suddenly a surreal quality to the conversation. I couldn't believe the direction it had taken. But after all, I reasoned, Jill was an adult. What could be wrong about discussing adult topics?

"There's nothing wrong with it, sweetheart," I explained. "It doesn't hurt anyone. And as the saying goes, 'if it feels good, do it'. And it feels really good. Do you ever.... masturbate?"
 
Jill Brooks

"Of course I do!" I exclaimed, as if we were talking about chocolate chip cookies. It was then that I caught myself. My Dad's disarming attitude towards it made me drop my guard as well, and now I was blushing with embarrassment.

"I mean...yes, I do." This time much softer, and a lot more sheepish.

But it does feel good. I thought to myself.

We sat in silence for awhile, before a thought suddenly hit me.

My sneaky Dad just turned the tables on me!

"Wait a minute Dad. Why didn't YOU tell me about the videos?" I shot back.
 
Tom

"We've been separated for so long, Jill," I said. "I suppose when you showed up, it was natural for me to still think of you as my little girl. But that's been changing. I know know how grown up you are. You've become a beautiful young woman. From this day on, I promise to treat you like one."

I reached out and took her in my arms. The hug was meant to be innocent, but as I pulled her toward me, my towel inadvertently unraveled, exposing my daughter to my unmistakable erection...
 
Jill Brooks

"Thanks Dad, I..." I froze in the middle of my sentence. The towel on my Dad came off accidentally, and I was standing just a few steps away, with his cock in open view.

"...I..." For some reason my throat went dry, rendering me speechless. I knew I should have turned away, but I didn't. It was still limp, but it was throbbing, and growing. And it was the first cock I saw in life.

Then my voice came back.

"I'm sorry Dad...I..." This time I did turn away, as my hand came up to shield my eyes.
 
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