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Straight Female / 48
My Thoughts
I finally want to confess something that happened a time ago. I’m almost 50 but I replay this moment in my head too often. My husband passed away years after we had a daughter together. I’ve been taking care of Candice by myself since she was young. I focused much on getting her through college and supporting her journey.
My husband and I met a couple in our neighborhood that had a daughter who was around the same age at the time. They grew up playing together in her early teens, and I often let her hang out at their house. Owen and Gracie were a beautiful couple, and very religious. They obsessed over fitness and could pass off as being younger. After my husband passed away, they left to another city.
Around the time they moved out Candice started dating in high school, but because she was so tall, many kids didn’t approach her. Candice was an athlete, track and field was her passion. Often times a lot of older men would hit on her, but she gravitated towards college kids. She had a boyfriend, a really sweet guy who would drive her around. He reminded me of her father. Calm, caring sometimes even shy.
I get a random Call from Owen one day, he has a business meeting to attend in the city and is asking to stay over. He tells me Gracie feels more comfortable staying with us than a cheap motel. I agree and tell my daughter that day to expect Owen to show up. My daughter doesn’t say much, just an okay mom I’ll be home late anyways. When Owen arrives, I’m stunned, he has a wrestlers body and looks huge. We joke around, some light teasing over dinner but I have to wake up early for work the next day. I tell him Gracie will be home late and give him the remote to our TV. I had a long day preparing the house and am already exhausted. Before I go to bed I hear the TV noise in the background.
That night I suddenly wake up thinking my alarm had gone off. I hear some strange noise, and the TV in the background. I’m thinking, Owen must have fallen asleep with the TV on I’ll turn it off for him. As I’m getting closer, I start to hear Candice’s voice whimpering over wet sounds. I make out her words, she’s trying her best to whisper “yes daddy, keep fucking me daddy please”. Then I hear Owen’s muffled voice “good girl, daddy’s little slut”. I stop for a second, then I inch closer and I am frozen in shock. Candice’s leg are bent behind her ears shaking violently as Owen is pining her down. Both of them are fully naked, clothes scattered everywhere. From the angle I had, I can make out Owen’s butt. His testicles are huge, his penis is filling her up with every soft stroke. Owen flips her legs to the side, tongues her vagina and re enters her. He’s picking up the pace, each stroke more vicious. Candice’s beautiful long brunette hair was tossing all over her face. Owen stops to fix her, I make out Candice’s face. She’s shaking, her eyes hitting the back of her head. She looks at him with a huge smile, “Daddy fill me up please, it hurts”. Owen responds “I love those green eyes sweetheart, keep looking at Daddy”. I watch in horror and arousal as the next five minutes are filled with my daughter being completely taken in front of my eyes. Part of me wants to run out and stop it, but my body doesn’t want to move. Owen finishes deep in her while in a spooning position with their tongues down each others throat. I backtrack to my room. I can hear Candice giggling and Owen laughing. I hear lots of kissing sounds from my room. So many thoughts running through my head. What would Gracie and her daughter think? What do I do? Why would Candice still be with her boyfriend? Does she have a Daughter kink? Do they expect to keep this up? I’ve never seen sex like that, they were glued together. I touched myself until I fell asleep.
I was late for work that morning, Owen had left before me and Candice was in her room sleeping. The couch had a few stains, and before I left I sat on it and touched myself some more since I was already late. I had Candice’s phone in my hand reading her messages but I don’t see anything other than flirty messages from her boyfriend (she’s given me access before). “Sorry I came early baby, when you fit my whole cock down your throat I can’t resist. Don’t be mad please”. Candice was in a good mood that day.
My husband and I met a couple in our neighborhood that had a daughter who was around the same age at the time. They grew up playing together in her early teens, and I often let her hang out at their house. Owen and Gracie were a beautiful couple, and very religious. They obsessed over fitness and could pass off as being younger. After my husband passed away, they left to another city.
Around the time they moved out Candice started dating in high school, but because she was so tall, many kids didn’t approach her. Candice was an athlete, track and field was her passion. Often times a lot of older men would hit on her, but she gravitated towards college kids. She had a boyfriend, a really sweet guy who would drive her around. He reminded me of her father. Calm, caring sometimes even shy.
I get a random Call from Owen one day, he has a business meeting to attend in the city and is asking to stay over. He tells me Gracie feels more comfortable staying with us than a cheap motel. I agree and tell my daughter that day to expect Owen to show up. My daughter doesn’t say much, just an okay mom I’ll be home late anyways. When Owen arrives, I’m stunned, he has a wrestlers body and looks huge. We joke around, some light teasing over dinner but I have to wake up early for work the next day. I tell him Gracie will be home late and give him the remote to our TV. I had a long day preparing the house and am already exhausted. Before I go to bed I hear the TV noise in the background.
That night I suddenly wake up thinking my alarm had gone off. I hear some strange noise, and the TV in the background. I’m thinking, Owen must have fallen asleep with the TV on I’ll turn it off for him. As I’m getting closer, I start to hear Candice’s voice whimpering over wet sounds. I make out her words, she’s trying her best to whisper “yes daddy, keep fucking me daddy please”. Then I hear Owen’s muffled voice “good girl, daddy’s little slut”. I stop for a second, then I inch closer and I am frozen in shock. Candice’s leg are bent behind her ears shaking violently as Owen is pining her down. Both of them are fully naked, clothes scattered everywhere. From the angle I had, I can make out Owen’s butt. His testicles are huge, his penis is filling her up with every soft stroke. Owen flips her legs to the side, tongues her vagina and re enters her. He’s picking up the pace, each stroke more vicious. Candice’s beautiful long brunette hair was tossing all over her face. Owen stops to fix her, I make out Candice’s face. She’s shaking, her eyes hitting the back of her head. She looks at him with a huge smile, “Daddy fill me up please, it hurts”. Owen responds “I love those green eyes sweetheart, keep looking at Daddy”. I watch in horror and arousal as the next five minutes are filled with my daughter being completely taken in front of my eyes. Part of me wants to run out and stop it, but my body doesn’t want to move. Owen finishes deep in her while in a spooning position with their tongues down each others throat. I backtrack to my room. I can hear Candice giggling and Owen laughing. I hear lots of kissing sounds from my room. So many thoughts running through my head. What would Gracie and her daughter think? What do I do? Why would Candice still be with her boyfriend? Does she have a Daughter kink? Do they expect to keep this up? I’ve never seen sex like that, they were glued together. I touched myself until I fell asleep.
I was late for work that morning, Owen had left before me and Candice was in her room sleeping. The couch had a few stains, and before I left I sat on it and touched myself some more since I was already late. I had Candice’s phone in my hand reading her messages but I don’t see anything other than flirty messages from her boyfriend (she’s given me access before). “Sorry I came early baby, when you fit my whole cock down your throat I can’t resist. Don’t be mad please”. Candice was in a good mood that day.
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