How Did I Get Here?

How Did I Get Here?
by A. Grey Foxxx

I lay there in the dark wondering just how I got here; wondering if I had done something differently would I still be here anyway. Where is here, you ask? Here is in my teenage daughter’s bedroom, with her sleeping naked beside me. I go through this every time we jump into bed together. In the cold light of the morning, I swear it’s going to stop. It’s wrong. But every time I get here, my resolve melts. She’s so fucking gorgeous! I can’t help myself. She looks at me with those pretty green eyes, silently begging for my cock, and I cave. My cock hardens and my morals sink to my balls, ultimately ending up inside her.

Carla’s mother and I are divorced. As high school seniors we dated, made love in the back of my dodge, marrying out of a sense of duty to the daughter growing in her belly, and divorcing after realizing there was more to it than lustful cravings. Carla lived with her mother until six months ago when she petitioned the court for a change in custody. So, here she is, living with me, spending her nights in either her, or my, bed. How did this happen, you ask?

Self-employed, I don’t have time for the traditional ways of meeting women, so when I do find myself with a little leisure time, usually around midnight, I spent it on my computer watching porn and pleasuring myself. I guess that’s how it started. Was I making too much noise? Or, did she just happen to wander in and see her old man stroking himself in front of the screen. All I remember was hearing “Ooh, Daddy, that’s hot.” All I could do was sit there in post orgasmic bliss, my cum cascading over my fingers and onto my belly.

I sat up, trying to cover myself. Beyond embarrassment, I was mortified. “I…I’m sorry sweetie. Jesus, this is awkward.” It was then that I noticed her hand buried in her baby-doll pajama panties. How long had she been watching? How long had she been fingering herself? “Carla, this is wrong.” I said, trying my best to salvage the situation.

Not stopping, a dreamy look on her face, she answered back, “How can anything that feels so good be wrong, Daddy? Besides, aren’t you doing the male version?”

She had me there. “But, sweetie, you’re my daughter. This just isn’t right.”

“Oh, no? Then let’s make it right,” she replied, pulling her hand from between her legs and painting my lips with her juicy fingers. Something inside me snapped, and I sucked the digits into my mouth as I inhaled her young, sweet musk.

Withdrawing her fingers she quickly shucked her pajama tops revealing her full, freckled, jiggling breasts. I knew she had them, but I had never seen them before. They were magnificent: reminiscent of her mother in so many ways. I instantly recovered as she sat in my lap, facing me. Offering up her breasts to me. She whispered, “Go ahead. I know you want to.” She ground her panty clad pussy against my resurgent, cum-coated cock. Inches from my face, I fought the urge to suck on those gorgeous nipples. She leaned in, pressing her left side to my pursed lips. At the moment of contact, I lost all of my will to resist, burying my face in the soft flesh of her chest. I felt as much as heard her sigh as I gently chewed on her engorged nipple.

I stood up, my hands full of the cheeks of her ass and walked slowly toward the leather couch, her legs wrapped around my middle. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this.” she whispered as I lowered her onto the cool cushions. As my hands slid off her backside, they pulled her now cum soaked panties off. I looked down at my now naked daughter, red hair splayed against the rich brown leather of the couch, luscious breasts heaving with anticipation, and small tuft of sparse copper hair pointing to her glistening opening.

She made no attempt to hide anything, opting, instead to grab a fistful of my hair and guiding me to her teenage pussy. I dropped to my knees, my eyes boring into her cunt, lowered my head and kissed, just brushing my lips against her as my lungs filled with her aroma. It had been a long time since I last inhaled the scent of a woman, and it made my head swim. My kiss deepened as she pulled me tight to her oozing cunt. I licked. I sucked. I drank from her. “Oh God, Daddy, don’t stop!” To emphasize her utterings, she rolled her hips, smearing herself all over my face. I latched onto her clit, sucking gently as my tongue teased it. Clamping her thighs to my head, she pleaded, “Make me cum, Daddy. Please??”

All too willing, I kept sucking on her clit while mauling those tender teenage breasts with my right hand. With my left, I insinuated first one finger, then two, palm deep in her tight wetness. There was no resistance. Obviously, my little girl was not a virgin. Curling my fingers brought her to the brink of orgasm. Her grip on my hair tightened as she wailed, her cunt choking my fingers as she came.

I sucked her essence from the couch cushion as I backed away from her, looking up at her face. As pretty a picture as I’ve ever seen, eyes closed, a serene look on her face. She opened her eyes, smiled and said, “Now it’s my turn.”

Indicating that I should trade places, she slid off the couch, crawling between my legs. She kissed my re-animated cock, her lips engulfing the dark pink crown, her tongue probing the slit. I sighed as I watched her slowly slide down the shaft, taking all of me into her mouth. As her nose pressed into my pubic hair I could feel the back of her throat.

“Where the hell did you learn to do that?” I croaked as my spit-soaked cock emerged.

“Mom’s new boyfriend.” She answered nonchalantly, licking her way to my balls.

“What?” I tried to get up, but she pushed me back onto the couch.

“Why do you think mom let me come stay with you? She didn’t want the competition!”

Part of me was angry, and part of me was excited, hearing that my ex’s boyfriend Jud was hitting on my daughter. “Just how long have you been active, Carla?” I managed to stammer while watching her devour my manhood.

Between deep sucks she replied. “About a year.”

“And, just how far have you gone?”

“Let me show you” she said grinning with my cock halfway down her throat. Our eyes met and I lost control, grunting as my cock spat ropes of cum down her throat.

“Oh, Daddy, you taste good. Want some?” She jumped up from the floor and sat on my lap, pulling my face to hers. Her tongue pushed its way into my mouth and I tasted the saltiness that was me. I sucked on her tongue as my hands found themselves kneading her breasts. She sighed into my mouth, letting me know just how much she was enjoying seducing her old man.

“Carla, sweetie, we really shouldn’t be doing this. It’s wrong on so many levels.” I said, trying not to play with her large, soft breasts. “What about boys your own age?”

Grabbing my head and crushing it to her cleavage, she answered, “They’re so immature. All they want is to cum. All take and no give.” As usual, the moment my lips came in contact with her sweet young breast my resolve disappeared and I sucked her nipple into my mouth. “Oh, Daddy, I love it when you do that.” She murmured, enfolding my head in her arms. My hand drifted down to her cunt, combing through her trimmed pubic hair, fingers slipping easily inside her. She squirmed as I finger fucked her wet and eager cunt, opening her legs to let me delve deeper inside. “Take me, Daddy. Own me. I want your cock buried deep in my cunt, pumping me full of you.”

She slid off my lap. “How do you want me, Daddy?” she asked, standing over me, her fingers replacing mine, now covered in her musky essence. Removing her fingers, she fed them to me as I thought.

“I want you on top.” I answered between cleaning her fingers. “I want you to ride me.”

“Only if we do it in your bed.” She said, turning toward the stairs. “Where you used to fuck Mom.”

I still had time to salvage the situation, to do the right thing, but watching her ass sashay up the stairs did me in. All I wanted to do was follow my cock on the road to ruin, so I rose and followed my ever-so-perverted teenage daughter, my stiff cock leading the way.

I sat on the bed, Carla’s breasts mere inches from my face. I thought, she is the spitting image of her mother; long straight red hair halfway down her back, full, round breasts sitting high on her chest, long freckled legs, and an appetite for sex in any of its forms. I couldn’t wait to feel her impale herself on my manhood.

She pushed me back, lifted my legs and swung them onto the bed. Straddling my hips, she grabbed my stiffness in her hand and guided it to her ready and willing pussy lips. Wiping my helmet along her moist slit, she teased, “How much does Daddy want to fuck his baby girl’s tight cunt?”

I didn’t say anything in reply; just thrust upward trying to lodge myself inside her. “Unh unh!” she chided, keeping my cock head from entering. “If you want it, you have to tell me.”

“I want it! I want it!” I replied, still trying to gain entrance.

“You want what?”

“I want to fuck you, Carla.”

She smiled a triumphant smile as she slid down my shaft. “And I want you to cum inside me. Empty your balls in my slutty pussy, Daddy.”

Bouncing up and down on my manhood, her tight teenage cunt caressing my length, she leaned over, presenting her swaying, full breasts to me. I captured one, sucking heartily as our bodies slammed together. “Oh fuck, Daddy, that feels so good.” Her arms enfolded my head, nearly smothering me with her tits. Each time our bodies collided, my left thumb grazed her clit. Each time we parted my right hand cupped her ass, my index finger pushing against her sphincter. The natural noises of our unholy union were punctuated by her dirty talk and our moans as we hurtled toward orgasm.

I chewed on her rock hard nipple, flicked at her clit, pressed a finger into her ass, praying for her release…and mine. I wanted to hear and feel as her body reached its peak. “Own me, Daddy. Fill my needy cunt with your cum. Make me your…Oh fuck! Yes! Right there! Don’t stop! Please! Cumming!”

Her grip on my head tightened, her nipple got stiffer against my tongue, her cunt grabbed my cock and squeezed, hoping to coax a load of my sperm from my stiffness. I stopped moving, my cock deep in her hot sweet core, only moments away from blissful release.

She released my head and gave me a long, deep, sloppy kiss as her cunt released my cock from imprisonment within. I grunted as my manhood spewed its life giving cream, filling her womb with its warmth.

We lay there, slowly coming down, my deflated cock drooling the last of its contents onto her copper curls. She whispered, “You’re way better at this than Jud.”

I smiled at the thought of besting my ex, even if it was with our daughter.

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