Seduced By My Daughter

Seduced By My Daughter

It was just another day when I came home from work. I had been working late and my daughter had been home alone waiting for me. I was exhausted and just wanted to relax when I opened the door to my house.

But when I walked in, I was stunned to see my daughter sitting on the couch in an incredibly sexy outfit. She was wearing a tight black dress that hugged her curves, and her long blonde hair cascaded down her back. She had a seductive look in her eyes as she smiled at me.

I was instantly aroused. I didn’t know what was going on, but I couldn’t help but feel my body responding to her. We hadn’t had any kind of intimate contact before, so this was unexpected.

My daughter stood up and walked towards me, her hips swaying with each step. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply, her tongue exploring my mouth. I was completely taken by surprise, but I couldn’t deny that I was enjoying it.

My daughter pulled away and looked into my eyes. She said, “I want you, Daddy. I want you to make love to me.”

I was speechless. This was something I had never imagined could ever happen. I wanted to take her, but I was scared that it would be wrong. I knew we were both consenting adults, but I was still worried about how it would affect our relationship.

My daughter must have sensed my hesitation because she said, “It’s okay, Daddy. I want this and I want you.”

That was all I needed to hear. I kissed her again and our clothes started to come off. I ran my hands over her body and I could feel that she was just as aroused as I was. I explored every inch of her body, relishing the feel of her smooth skin against mine.

My daughter pushed me down on the couch and climbed on top of me. She moved her hips in circles, and I could feel her tight wetness pressing against me. I gasped as she started to move faster and faster, and soon I was lost in the pleasure of it all.

We moved together in perfect synchrony, our bodies intertwined as we reached the peak of pleasure. We both gasped as our orgasms overtook us, and afterward we lay on the couch, panting.

I looked at my daughter and said, “That was amazing. I never knew that being with you could be so pleasurable.”

My daughter smiled and kissed me tenderly. She said, “I’m glad you enjoyed it. I had a feeling you would.”

We kissed and cuddled until the morning came, and then I went to work. But the memory of that night stayed with me, and I couldn’t help but think of my daughter whenever I had a free moment.

The next day, I decided to take my daughter out for dinner. I wanted to talk to her about what had happened and make sure she was okay with it. We talked about our feelings, and I was relieved to learn that she was just as happy with our night together as I was.

That night, I asked my daughter if she wanted to make love again. She eagerly agreed, and soon we were back in my bedroom, making love like never before. We moved together in perfect harmony, and I felt my body tingling with pleasure as we explored each other’s bodies.

Afterward, we lay in bed, holding each other close. I had never felt closer to my daughter than I did in that moment.

Since that night, my daughter and I have been exploring our new found relationship. We go out on dates, talk about our days, and sometimes just lie in bed, holding each other. We have also explored more adventurous sexual activities, such as oral sex, anal sex, and even visiting a brothel together.

I never expected to have this kind of relationship with my daughter, but I’m thankful that we do. We have a bond that is deeper than any I have ever had before, and I am grateful for it.