I will start by letting you know how this began. I was married at 23 and my wife to be was around 6 months pregnant. The wedding was just a formality brought forward by about 12 months. We had a baby girl and life was just perfect. That was until my wife was killed in a road accident and at that moment my 10 yo daughters and my lives changed forever.
We grew even closer together and we were almost inseparable, but it was just fatherly love nothing more. It was her 16th birthday present and I booked a holiday to Spain for the two of us as a surprise for Kelly. She was so excited and couldn't wait for the big day to arrive, it duly arrived and off we went.
We shared a room with 2 single beds and one day it happened, although I had seen Kelly in her underwear this was different. I walked in the bathroom and she was stood there completely naked, all I saw was a younger version of her mother and I was overcome. I apologised and went out on the balcony to let her finish in private.
I sat there reliving what I saw and it brought back so many memories that I just couldn't help it and began to cry. I didn't hear her come in but she must if thought that I was upset about seeing her but to be honest nothing could of been further from the truth. She came up to me and said it was ok and that she was not embarrassed about it. I went on to explain to her how she reminded me of her mother and how I missed her so much. We hugged and kissed, I got ready and we went out.
Nothing more was said and I thought it was all put behind us but that night I lay in bed and Kelly was in the bathroom getting herself ready for bed, as usual I was waiting for her so I could turn off the light when she walked out naked and came to my bed. I asked her what she was doing and she replied that she loved me so much that it upset her too and she realised that I must be missing other things from her mum.
My god she was beautiful, flawless soft skin firm smallish breasts and an ass to die for.
I said the standard "we can't" and all the rest of that stuff but to be honest I never wanted anything more in all my life. I ran my hands across her breasts and gently squeezed her right nipple, I leant down and took it in my mouth, Kelly softly moaned and my cock grew even harder if that was possible. I kissed and sucked her all over but was getting no response, I was worried and asked if she was ok. She was it was just that she didn't know what to do, I said she should do whatever she felt like and not be shy. I felt her hand groping for my cock so I helped her by lowering my shorts and kicking them off.
It was heaven and I went down and licked her pussy to give an orgasm. I asked if she would stroke me to make me cum and she did beautifully.
We cleaned up and she got into her bed, for the rest of the holiday only one bed was used and she opened up more and more as the nights progressed. We didn't fuck at anytime that holiday but when we got home we couldn't stop. I love her and she loves me we no longer share a bed as she is grown up with kids of her own, but I will always remember our 2 weeks in Spain

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by Anonymous on Dec 30, 2017 at 5:10 PM

Bullshit

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by Anonymous on Dec 30, 2017 at 6:28 PM

I wont call it BS because in these days anything is possible. But I am curious, "was she a virgin or had she been fucked before?"

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by Anonymous on Dec 30, 2017 at 6:43 PM

I wont call it BS because in these days anything is possible. But I am curious, "was she a virgin or had she been fucked before?"

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by Anonymous on Dec 31, 2017 at 11:02 AM

Anymore on these confession websites we have these "children" who for some reason feel that no ones word, spoken or written, can be trusted. It's like a game with them to see who can be the first to type 'b_s_' & claim their prize. At the same time, we have scores of frustrated 'authors' who have a need of some sort. It's just unfortunate.

That stated, I give this chain of events more credibility than many due to the interaction & encounter[s] being more of a "fling" than the author trying to convince the reader that they had created some sort of influence on their daughter's or son's life. i.e. It has my vote as being a true account.

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