This is fiction. I like to write, I like to fuck. There you go.
I’m Jake Johnson, an average (in all ways but one, as you’ll see) middle class Anglo suburbanite in 2020’s middle America. I had been 35, and so was my wife Julie, when she left to run off with her dance instructor, Pierre (probably not what his parents knew him as). Why is it always some guy like that? Anyway, that is what happened. Seriously. I don’t know where they went, and I don’t care. This was 4 years ago, and I’ve had my hands full with our teenage daughter Alina – in a good way I mean.
Alina has always been quite a free spirit. She’s never been subdued by social norms. She does as she pleases (but is surprisingly responsible and mature for all that), and she’s starting to blossom into a very attractive young lady. She turns heads wherever she goes. That is the absolute truth, not just my fatherly pride. She’s never wanted to hook up with any of the drooling fools at her high school, which she’ll be leaving in a couple of months anyway.
I never imagined getting incestuously intimate with my own daughter. But she had basically thrown herself at me on her 18th birthday. I suppose it was a matter of her having considerable curiosity about sex, in addition to what she stated at the time, a sincere desire to take care of me and my growing depression. Well, I’m certainly not depressed now! What can I say? She is the best lover I’ve ever had, by far. Her loving, caring attitude and her unquenchable sexual thirst are big factors there. And I am completely captivated by her shapely young body, her ever increasing sexual talents, and her constant cheery availability. There’s a lot of trust between us, and I guess you could say I’m an exceptionally lucky guy. Maybe someday it’ll all come crashing down, but it will have been well worth it, for both of us.
So then, getting down to this story, which I’m anxious to write out and preserve: This past Monday night I came home from work feeling kinda worn out, which is fairly typical for me these last couple of years. You wouldn’t think a 9 to 5 desk job could be so tiring, but the stress is always there. So, coming into the house Monday evening, I perked up right away when Alina greeted me in the skimpy white lace bra and panties she likes to wear around the house after she’s showered. She enthusiastically threw her arms around me, and we had one of our deep, passionate kisses that leave no doubt we are lovers in every possible way. This always puts me in a much better frame of mind, in which I can simply leave the office at the office. “How was your day?” she asked me, innocently enough.
“Fine,” I responded, not very convincingly.
With a look of some concern, Alina, with a giggle, a quick additional kiss, and a strong fondle of my ass cheeks, pushed me over to the living room couch. There, I found a pair of drinks she had already mixed for us: Long Island ice teas, in fact. After a little snuggling and a little guzzling, I was feeling great, absolutely “fine.” And the fact that she was gripping my cock through my trousers felt arousing as fuck. Alina definitely knew how to put me at ease. I could feel pre-cum oozing onto the tip of my very erect dick and was getting blissfully turned on by her, as usual. I pivoted a little and rubbed the palm of one hand across her smooth inner thigh. This was shaping up to be a good evening!
Alina leaned in and gave me another passionate kiss. Then she pulled back and offered, “Hey, why don’t we watch a movie!”
It didn’t occur to me at the time that something was up. I asked her, “ So, maybe a love story? Or how about one of those feel-good award-winning coming-of-age films, with plenty of sensitivity and personal transformation?” I grinned.
She looked at me with an easily recognized “come on, Dad” kind of a look. And she immediately countered with, “No, Daddy, let’s watch some porn together!”
Honestly, I was surprised. I had no idea she would be into watching a porno. Her whole attitude in our admittedly freaky relationship had been quite non-surfacy. Sure, we had fucked a lot, in all kinds of positions, but porn flicks had always seemed too superficial to me. I mean we genuinely loved each other. Looking back, I guess it kinda explains how and why she was up for so much experimentation in our love life. “Are you serious?” I blurted out, knowing full well that she sure as fuck was.
“Yeah. Come on, Daddy. It’ll be fun. It’s not all cheap revolting crap. There’s some good, sexy porn out there. And it’s free too. We can stream it for free on the Silk channel. I know you haven’t really gotten into this kind of thing, but we should share the experience. And maybe we’ll pick up some pointers! And, well, you know how much we both love fucking and sucking,” she added quietly, as an aside.
It was right then I realized that my lovely daughter had, at least sometimes, been sitting at home alone after school, masturbating to online porn on our large-screen living room TV. And she was right: aside from the sexual wasteland of the last year of my marriage, I had never felt a need to go looking for anything more stimulating than the sex life I already had. Even then, I never thought porn might be a particularly satisfying option. At the same time, I also realized, with some trepidation, that this sexy teenage girl was having urges more often than I alone was satisfying. The girl was insatiable. “Well uh, okay sure,” I agreed, deep in thought, “Porn you say. The Silk channel, huh?”
“Yeah, I mean look. Daddy. It’s fine. I’ll help you get into it.” She gave my cock another tight squeeze. With that, she had my full attention, and it did help me settle in for whatever was about to happen. At the very least, I could help my daughter pursue her urges. This particular urge was at last out in the open. So we’d have another subject we could share and “bond” over. Fine.
Alina grabbed the nearby remote control for the streaming platform. She worked it a bit faster than I might have expected, navigating right to some categories of videos we could choose from. I wouldn’t have even known where to look. She seemed quite eager to start in..
“What kind of sexy fun do you wanna see, Daddy? There’s all kinds here.” I could tell she was trying to be considerate.
“Gee, I don’t know, sweety. We can watch something you’ve enjoyed watching.” Okay, so there it was. We locked eyes with the sure mutual realization that this smutty porn activity had somehow become Alina’s familiar territory.
Alina spoke first, “Hey, I mean, we don’t have to do this if you’re uncomfortable, Daddy.” She was still gripping my boner firmly.
As we stared into each other’s eyes, I felt like a deer in her wonderful headlights. “Oh no, no, honey, I’m hella comfortable now!” A possible exaggeration, but I was not lying. “You pick. Go for it. What are some of the choices?”
“Okay,” she said, “Now, there’s some with just girls, and there are some with a girl and a guy. There’s also threesomes and foursomes, and they each tend to get into a bunch of different kinds of sex acts. You know”
“You’re interested in threesomes and foursomes?” I asked, with a raised eyebrow. This was news. “Anyway, I guess really what I’m curious about is, what’s your favorite kind of scenario to watch?”
After a bit of hesitation, Alina, with uncharacteristic bashfulness, confided to me, “Uh, okay so I guess my favorite thing to watch would be with a teenage girl and an older man.”
“Perfect!” I exclaimed, and she brightened up. I liked the fact that it indicated a positive alignment with our home life, as deviant as that might be. I didn’t know if she thought of it that way. At least she apparently wasn’t fantasizing about people getting tied up and whipped, or doing it with dogs or something. That’s okay for them, if they want to do that, but a bit too unseemly for me (the daughter fucker) – I know – ironic, right?
The video started playing. A teenage girl, who I assume was certified 18 or older, was sitting on a bed smiling at the camera. The girl was moderately attractive, but nothing like Alina’s smoking hot desirability. (I swear, really, it’s not just fatherly pride!) Slowly, sensuously, the girl hiked up the red dress she was wearing, pulled her purple panties aside (yes. purple.), and began rubbing her pussy erotically. There was some moaning, and I immediately observed that the moaning was not coming from the television but from my own sweet daughter, who had pulled her panties aside, had spread her legs a little bit right there next to me, and was rubbing her pretty pussy in time with the on-screen action. It was a glorious sight, my own daughter and some other young girl in a studio somewhere stroking their wet pussies in unison together. Okay then. I had to admit, maybe Alina was onto something with all this. Reaching across, I held her nearest thigh and pulled her legs further apart, watching her and the screen alternately.
The arousing aroma of my girl’s pussy filled the air. And I was hard as a rock.
Then on the video, an older man came into the frame and had some throw-away dialogue with the girl. She called him “Daddy” and invited him to come over on the bed. They didn’t look related at all, but hey no problem. The young lady started wrestling with the man’s pants to get them open. As if on cue, Alina dove for my belt and had my slacks and boxers off in no time. My 7-inch dick sprang out. The girl on the screen licked her lips and started going down on the man. Alina, with her eyes still glued to the television, swallowed my shaft. And I guess it can be easily imagined that everything Alina did while the video was playing was in precise imitation of the events on-screen. I leaned back and mindlessly enjoyed the sensations of my sexy daughter going to town on my pole. She licked up and down. She sucked hard on the head. She deep-throated me with an open mouth. She moaned intensely, vibrating my hard flesh. At times, her head bobbed up and down furiously. And she gave my balls a little loving attention as well.
Then I felt Alina pulling me up by my hands. I opened my eyes and saw the man and girl in the video re-situating on the bed. The girl stripped off her clothes and got on her hands and knees with her ass hanging over the edge of the bed. “Fuck me, Daddy,” she was saying. “I want to feel your big hard daddy-dick in my tight wet pussy.” I think I probably almost came right there, but I didn’t have time. Alina was positioning us in the same arrangement as the porn actors, and I had to stand to the side to enter her from behind.
Alina looked back at me seductively and purred, “Fuck me, Daddy. I want to feel your big hard daddy-dick in my tight wet pussy.” Talk about a turn-on! Oh my! And my dick was somehow straining past its usual 7 inches. Taking my cue from the male actor, I thrust my whole member into Alina’s gleaming vagina and pushed it all the way in as far as it would go. With my pelvis straining against Alina’s sexy ass, I did some additional forceful grinding and then slid most of the way back out, just like the guy on TV. Gripping those wiggly glutes, I/we lunged suddenly back in again to screams of “Daddy! Ohhh, Daddy”
Then the actor and I started thrusting in and out at will. “Here’s your porn foursome, girlie!” I yelled, as Alina loudly moaned and squealed with the pleasure of the hard fucking she was getting. Our 4 bodies moved in time with each other’s movements as the unbridled fucking continued. It felt so good! It always does, but this time there was a little extra something to it.
In synch with the video, Alina lifted her hands up. She arched her back and pressed herself against my chest, wiggling her pussy on my dick. I reached around and squeezed her shapely tits. I pinched and rolled her hard nipples between my fingers. She squealed! And by the way, her squeals were sounding a whole lot more like the girl in the video than anything I had ever heard from her previously. After a few more moments of this, I pulled back on her hair so that her face was tilted back toward me, just as I was seeing on the screen. I kissed her ludely with a whole lot of sloppy tongue action. And honestly, it kinda felt like I was doing all this both to my daughter and to the girl on the screen too.
Then the actor guy picked up the girl, lifted her into the air, and lowered her ass directly onto his cock. I didn’t know if I could pull that off, but it seemed like it was worth a try. Alina was a little bigger than the actress, but I was in good shape. Why not. Alina turned her face toward me and nodded. I planted my feet apart on the floor and grasped Alina’s right arm and her ribcage. Alina let out a long yelp of a sigh, as I lowered her anal opening to the swollen head of my now quite vertical erection.
I rubbed them together for a few seconds before Alina used her left hand to guide me into her tight, oh so very tight teenage ass. “Oh yes!” she cried out. “ Oh, Daddy! Yes!! Do me! Fuck my hot little asshole!” And yes, her anus felt like it was on fire, hot hot hot around my dick. I lifted her up and down on me as she rubbed her clit frantically with the moistened fingers of her left hand. I felt her whole body spasm several times in succession and knew that she was climaxing with my dick in her ass. I was just about over the edge myself, thinking about that and feeling my daughter’s shuddering anus tightening repeatedly on my rod.
“I’m gonna cum, baby girl,” I shouted. We were a bit off from the video now, but was anyone really keeping score? No! Alina spun out of my grip and off of my dick and went to her knees on the floor. As she opened her mouth wide, my jizm exploded all over her face in several streams of creamy cum. She looked wantonly, deliriously happy. I had seen Alina ecstatic before, and this was right up there with the best of times.
We then collapsed back down on the couch, holding each other. Lucky it’s a big couch.
I have no idea whether the video was continuing to play. I drifted off to sleep totally satisfied, knowing my beautiful daughter loved me in every possible way.