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My Family
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Straight Male / 49
The Online Affair With My Daughter
Every father loves his daughters completely, and just as much as he loves his wife, minus the sex. Over time, they grow from being that "precious little girl" into a young woman, and eventually, they become an independent adult who is hopefully the best of you and your wife. She is every bit your wife's equal, and she reminds you of your younger years when you were that passionate.
You watch her grow and develop, and you can see the sexuality becoming a part of who she is. It is impossible to look at her during those late teens and think "if only she wasn't my daughter."
The flip side of that is from her perspective. If you've been a good father and instilled all the right morals and values, and you've been a good example of what a man should be, then of course she's going to end up with a man like you. She's going to want that kind of passionate love she watched growing up, and all men will be compared to you. It's on you whether you were the good or bad example.
My wife and I always had a healthy sex life, and we were pretty open about sex when my daughter was in her teens. It wasn't a taboo subject, and we always made sure it was approached the right way, and that our daughter understood and respected the truth and consequences of her choices. She never knew that I lusted for her as she got older, but I also pretended that I never knew when I caught her learning about sex from watching our personal videos on our computer. It was "taboo", and I could imagine her masturbating furiously as she watched me fuck her mother on the screen.
When she graduated high school and started the local college, she continued to live at home with us. Our relationship is great, and I am always the loving and supporting father, and I am always there when she needs me. We actually do have a sincere, normal, healthy father-daughter relationship in every way, except one.
Late one night I was surfing the usual porn sites after everyone had gone to bed, and I have a habit of looking for members in my area because it's hot to think I might run across someone I know. I found one that was in the area, and all her pics were very closely cropped, on a bed, and always from the neck down. Yes, it was my daughter, and I recognized her by a piece of her room that was caught in the background of one of the pics. No one would ever recognize her in those pics if it weren't for that one corner, in that one image.
Now, understand that my wife has no interest in swinging, or gang bangs, or submission, so this site was one that I never bookmarked, and always deleted the evidence when I was done. My daughter spent enough time on my computer that if she searched my history, this was a site that would never come up, hence, that was a place she thought was outside of my porn habits.
When I found my daughter on there, needless to say I was rock hard immediately. I exploded all over my keyboard, and immediately saved, encrypted and hid every photo she had posted. After about four days of rubbing my cock raw, I finally took a deep breath and took the big step. I changed my location to the next state and changed my age to two years older, and then I sent her a message on the site.
In that private message, I spoke to her from the perspective of an older man who craved her, and it took me back to when I was first dating her mother. I told her all the things I'd love to do to her, with her, and I held nothing back. From her side of it, I was just an older guy that was drawn to a younger woman, and I described passionately how I would make love to her as a woman.
There wasn't anything i****tuous in the email, but apparently I put too much of myself into it.
The next evening, her response was loving, heartfelt, and entirely sexual. I had seduced her, but there was also so much in there about how my wording and mannerisms reminded her of her father. She said it put her at ease, but also really turned her on. She wasn't into the father-daughter stuff, and truly believed it was wrong, but there was something about it that seemed right. She also included a short video of her masturbating to show me the effect it had on her, and when she pulled her fingers from her pussy, they were drenched with cum.
I did that to her!
We began messaging back and forth, each of us changing details of our lives to throw the other off the scent, and we began exchanging photos and videos of ourselves that were closely cropped to keep from identifying each other. No voices and no real personal details, we began a passionate online affair that she admittedly loved because I reminded her of her dad. She knew I was married and loved my wife passionately, and we agreed that this was only online, and it was a healthy release of sexual tension.
After a couple of months, as we grew closer, she unexpectedly vanished from the site. She was still living at home, but seemed uncomfortable about something. I thought maybe she had figured it out, and I started pouring through all the things that I had said and sent. It was the last video that told me what I feared was true, and she had been suspicious for a while. That last video, as I stood at my desk in a darkened room that showed nothing, I saw the small white dot on the back of the keyboard that was in the frame. She had put a small, unnoticeable dot of white out on the back edge of the keyboard to see if it showed up in the video, and it did.
I sent her a final message hoping that she was okay, and understanding if she wanted to end it, and I played it off as if I had no clue. I acted normally around her the next day, but I kept catching her watching me out of the corner of my eye. I finally leaned across the kitchen counter and put her in a position that she had to give me her attention, and I told her, "Look, I don't know what is going on, but you know that I love you, and if there is anything you want to talk about, you know that I'm not going to judge you, and I'll have your back."
That evening, she answered that last message I sent her. She explained the feelings that she had developed and how much she loved our online relationship. She didn't want to lose it, but there was no part of her that could let it evolve further, that it might creep into the real world. She couldn't do it, and she couldn't let me do it either. She then quoted back to me exactly what I had said to her at the kitchen counter, and told me that she didn't know what to do. She never acknowledge who we were to each other, but we both knew.
I sat there in the darkness of my office for an hour, listening to her music playing behind the closed room down the hall. She finally came out of her room, and she paused quietly for a minute at my doorway. We just stared at each other uncomfortably and painfully, and I made sure she could see the uneasy contemplation I was having. Finally looking back at my screen, I started typing my response to her, and she knew that I was replying to her.
"I have grown very close, and very drawn to a woman I knew I could never have." I began, "I've told her things that I could never speak aloud, and I've shared parts of myself that not even my wife knows. Age was never a consideration. It was the woman that I grew to love very quickly, as an equal, and I don't want to lose my relationship with her either. Regardless of the particulars in real life, I have loved every second of this torrid affair we have had on this screen, and I think maybe we could be different people here, hiding reality from everyone. God knows I would be mortified if my daughter ever found out what her dad was up to, but this woman on here is too amazing not to have in my life."
It took 30 minutes to get a response, but it was short and sweet when it came.
"Then we'd better make sure your daughter never finds out."
Included was a new nude photo, cropped from the neck down like always, but she had put on a necklace I had given her a couple of years before.
I am having an online affair with one of the most amazing women I have ever known. We lie to each other constantly, and she just "moved" to the other side of the country, even though she still resides in that bedroom down the hall. We'll live cam with each other sometimes, talking dirty and masturbating to each other, but always keep the frame showing only from the neck down. We are two strangers who love each other intensely, but face to face, in person, I am her loving father, and she is my wonderful daughter. We never let our alternate lives cross over, and it has made for an amazing relationship all the way around.
I take that back, there is one crossover. After really good masturbation sessions, when I've watched her get off on some toy that I've paid for, she has to go "take a shower", which she actually does, and tells me that she hopes her dad "doesn't go snooping in the night stand drawer on the right side of her bed and discover that sticky, cum covered vibrator that she's had in her pussy for the last hour."
You watch her grow and develop, and you can see the sexuality becoming a part of who she is. It is impossible to look at her during those late teens and think "if only she wasn't my daughter."
The flip side of that is from her perspective. If you've been a good father and instilled all the right morals and values, and you've been a good example of what a man should be, then of course she's going to end up with a man like you. She's going to want that kind of passionate love she watched growing up, and all men will be compared to you. It's on you whether you were the good or bad example.
My wife and I always had a healthy sex life, and we were pretty open about sex when my daughter was in her teens. It wasn't a taboo subject, and we always made sure it was approached the right way, and that our daughter understood and respected the truth and consequences of her choices. She never knew that I lusted for her as she got older, but I also pretended that I never knew when I caught her learning about sex from watching our personal videos on our computer. It was "taboo", and I could imagine her masturbating furiously as she watched me fuck her mother on the screen.
When she graduated high school and started the local college, she continued to live at home with us. Our relationship is great, and I am always the loving and supporting father, and I am always there when she needs me. We actually do have a sincere, normal, healthy father-daughter relationship in every way, except one.
Late one night I was surfing the usual porn sites after everyone had gone to bed, and I have a habit of looking for members in my area because it's hot to think I might run across someone I know. I found one that was in the area, and all her pics were very closely cropped, on a bed, and always from the neck down. Yes, it was my daughter, and I recognized her by a piece of her room that was caught in the background of one of the pics. No one would ever recognize her in those pics if it weren't for that one corner, in that one image.
Now, understand that my wife has no interest in swinging, or gang bangs, or submission, so this site was one that I never bookmarked, and always deleted the evidence when I was done. My daughter spent enough time on my computer that if she searched my history, this was a site that would never come up, hence, that was a place she thought was outside of my porn habits.
When I found my daughter on there, needless to say I was rock hard immediately. I exploded all over my keyboard, and immediately saved, encrypted and hid every photo she had posted. After about four days of rubbing my cock raw, I finally took a deep breath and took the big step. I changed my location to the next state and changed my age to two years older, and then I sent her a message on the site.
In that private message, I spoke to her from the perspective of an older man who craved her, and it took me back to when I was first dating her mother. I told her all the things I'd love to do to her, with her, and I held nothing back. From her side of it, I was just an older guy that was drawn to a younger woman, and I described passionately how I would make love to her as a woman.
There wasn't anything i****tuous in the email, but apparently I put too much of myself into it.
The next evening, her response was loving, heartfelt, and entirely sexual. I had seduced her, but there was also so much in there about how my wording and mannerisms reminded her of her father. She said it put her at ease, but also really turned her on. She wasn't into the father-daughter stuff, and truly believed it was wrong, but there was something about it that seemed right. She also included a short video of her masturbating to show me the effect it had on her, and when she pulled her fingers from her pussy, they were drenched with cum.
I did that to her!
We began messaging back and forth, each of us changing details of our lives to throw the other off the scent, and we began exchanging photos and videos of ourselves that were closely cropped to keep from identifying each other. No voices and no real personal details, we began a passionate online affair that she admittedly loved because I reminded her of her dad. She knew I was married and loved my wife passionately, and we agreed that this was only online, and it was a healthy release of sexual tension.
After a couple of months, as we grew closer, she unexpectedly vanished from the site. She was still living at home, but seemed uncomfortable about something. I thought maybe she had figured it out, and I started pouring through all the things that I had said and sent. It was the last video that told me what I feared was true, and she had been suspicious for a while. That last video, as I stood at my desk in a darkened room that showed nothing, I saw the small white dot on the back of the keyboard that was in the frame. She had put a small, unnoticeable dot of white out on the back edge of the keyboard to see if it showed up in the video, and it did.
I sent her a final message hoping that she was okay, and understanding if she wanted to end it, and I played it off as if I had no clue. I acted normally around her the next day, but I kept catching her watching me out of the corner of my eye. I finally leaned across the kitchen counter and put her in a position that she had to give me her attention, and I told her, "Look, I don't know what is going on, but you know that I love you, and if there is anything you want to talk about, you know that I'm not going to judge you, and I'll have your back."
That evening, she answered that last message I sent her. She explained the feelings that she had developed and how much she loved our online relationship. She didn't want to lose it, but there was no part of her that could let it evolve further, that it might creep into the real world. She couldn't do it, and she couldn't let me do it either. She then quoted back to me exactly what I had said to her at the kitchen counter, and told me that she didn't know what to do. She never acknowledge who we were to each other, but we both knew.
I sat there in the darkness of my office for an hour, listening to her music playing behind the closed room down the hall. She finally came out of her room, and she paused quietly for a minute at my doorway. We just stared at each other uncomfortably and painfully, and I made sure she could see the uneasy contemplation I was having. Finally looking back at my screen, I started typing my response to her, and she knew that I was replying to her.
"I have grown very close, and very drawn to a woman I knew I could never have." I began, "I've told her things that I could never speak aloud, and I've shared parts of myself that not even my wife knows. Age was never a consideration. It was the woman that I grew to love very quickly, as an equal, and I don't want to lose my relationship with her either. Regardless of the particulars in real life, I have loved every second of this torrid affair we have had on this screen, and I think maybe we could be different people here, hiding reality from everyone. God knows I would be mortified if my daughter ever found out what her dad was up to, but this woman on here is too amazing not to have in my life."
It took 30 minutes to get a response, but it was short and sweet when it came.
"Then we'd better make sure your daughter never finds out."
Included was a new nude photo, cropped from the neck down like always, but she had put on a necklace I had given her a couple of years before.
I am having an online affair with one of the most amazing women I have ever known. We lie to each other constantly, and she just "moved" to the other side of the country, even though she still resides in that bedroom down the hall. We'll live cam with each other sometimes, talking dirty and masturbating to each other, but always keep the frame showing only from the neck down. We are two strangers who love each other intensely, but face to face, in person, I am her loving father, and she is my wonderful daughter. We never let our alternate lives cross over, and it has made for an amazing relationship all the way around.
I take that back, there is one crossover. After really good masturbation sessions, when I've watched her get off on some toy that I've paid for, she has to go "take a shower", which she actually does, and tells me that she hopes her dad "doesn't go snooping in the night stand drawer on the right side of her bed and discover that sticky, cum covered vibrator that she's had in her pussy for the last hour."
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