The Loving Daughter

About ten years ago I had sex with my daughter. She was nineteen at the time and still living at home. Her mother and I had grown distant in our marriage and that was obvious.
One day when her mother went to spend a week visiting her sister, my daughter appeared nude. I was surprised and she just smiled and more surprised when she asked if I wanted to do it with her. I wasn’t sure, but she wanted to, so I got naked and we proceeded to have sex. We actually did it several times that morning and we both thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Then for the rest of that week we had sex I don’t know how many times. I found it so satisfying and special to have my penis in my daughter’s vagina and to give her my sperm (thankfully she was on the pill).
Our sexual liaisons went on for the next two years. She told me that lots of girls liked doing that with their dad, and she certainly did. Then eventually she got married and we stopped doing it together. Her mother never found out or knew of course, and I am still with her mother and our marriage is not too bad now. But I do think back on how special it was getting to have that experience with my own daughter.