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Volleyball Shorts 6

Today I tried to back off. Friday depressed the shit out of me. We got ready for church on Sunday and my daughter came out in one of her typical outfits. This was a sleeveless white dress that zipped up the back and has a layer of lace sown over top the front and back. It is very form fitting and super short especially for church. It has a sleeveless top, no bra required, and from the back I could see the VPL of her hot pink panties. Tan platform heels. It looks like a party outfit. Fortunately for church, she put on a black jacket that mostly covered her dress. During the outdoor service she helps another woman go inside to watch the toddlers. After church we mingle a little and I wandered away from my wife in a conversation with other wives. I went into the Sunday School area. The girls were playing with the kids, both on their knees helping them build with blocks. My daughter’s jacket was off. A few steps in the door and I could see straight to her crotch to the pink panty triangle between her legs. The other woman has on a skirt that’s more normal length but she moved to stand up I see her nylon panties and the shadow of her brown bush. I said hi to both girls and ask how things are going. “Oh Daddy” my daughter smiles, “we want to get a couple of folding chairs for the room, can you help me?” I knew they were in the basement, and said sure I would. We get to the chair closet and my daughter says, “I’m really horny Daddy.” “No. Not here” I said “Besides, after yesterday haven’t you had enough?” She said “please?” and begged again. I got a little angry and said no and spanked her butt like a dad, not sexy. She scooted forward a step, turned around laughing and gave me the middle finger. I’m still angry and say “You think so?” and I grab her with one hand by the butt and pull her up to me. She’s slightly on her tiptoes, her hands go on my chest. I reach down with my free hand and lift the hem of her dress. I find the leg of her panties and push my middle finger in. I said “Here, you little slut” kiss her and I finger her with my middle finger and play with her clit through her panties “Oh, nice.” she whispers and shivers against me as I stimulate her. As I feel her get wet, I push my middle finger up her pussy and stroke in and out quickly, rubbing her clit with the side of my thumb. I purposely go for her cervix because I know what it does to her and can just reach it. I can just hit the right spot at the angle. She puts her head back slightly and orgasms strong on my finger, her cervix is her magic spot and she pees in her panties. Her legs went limp and I’m holding her up by one hand on her butt and one in her pussy. “Those wet panties serve you right.” I said. She gives me a how dare you look then tugs her dress into place. We gather the chairs and I ask “Good enough?” “Yes, good.” she replies. Then she smiles a little and says “I really need to use the potty now.” She got me to smile for a second, but I’m still fucked up from yesterday. We take the chairs up, find my wife, linger for a few more minutes of conversation then go home. I check out my daughter’s upskirt as she gets in the back seat and the panties are visibly dark where she wet herself. I never really got into pee with sex, but all of this is crazy now. We got home and told my wife I’d be downstairs for a minute. She said ok and that she’d make lunch. I motioned for my daughter to follow. I guide her to the laundry room to the dryer…the washer makes me think of the knocking from her brother fucking her. I make the “shh” sound, pull up her dress (it sort of “pops” up it’s tight) pull the panties down a little. I work my way in and she’s wet, pussy is wet, crotch is damp with pee. We did it pretty fast because of my wife being upstairs. She orgasmed almost immediately after having been worked up from our session at church, then another minute or so of pounding and I buried in and we had a great climax together.
We’re in the basement again watching football…Bucs and Rams. My daughter is cuddled up to me with phone in hand under a blanket. I typed part of this, put my hand under the blanket to gently massage her cameltoe in the cotton volleyball shorts she has on. So soft and warm through the little shorts. Type the rest of this then caressing that wonderful pussy some more until the games end. She’s still my daughter, so now I need to calm down and figure out how to be careful and safe but still keep this going. Still shook up from Friday though.

Horny Son Uses Panties

About a year ago I started noticing semen in my panties when I was doing laundry. It was on most of the pairs way more than my husband and I were doing it. Finally one time I went to get a bathing suit out of the hamper just after my son left the bathroom. I wanted to wear it and when I put it on I realized the crotch was sticky and wet and there was his load in my crotch. I'm on birth control so I just left it go, though I did tell my husband. He said he'd have a long talk with our son but I said let it go since he'd probably just embarrass our son and he'd grow out of it.

Fairly often I've found sticky, crusty, wet panties and bathing suits in my laundry.

This weekend my daughter came to me mortified. She had changed out of her church clothes but then we were going to dinner at my in-laws so she went to put them back on. Apparently (minor point...) she was lounging commando all afternoon so when she changed back she also put back on her panties from the morning. She showed me the inside of the black panties she was wearing...they were full of sticky white semen in the crotch. I panicked and said she should take them off immediately and quick clean herself with soap and water. She was confused but I knew instantly my son's semen was just resting on my daughter's privates, and she's not on the pill.

I haven't told my husband yet. I haven't confronted my son. I told my daughter that is what teenage boys do and she went "Ewwwww" but otherwise seemed to shrug it off (though now going to be sure to look first before dressing...). What a weird thing to have to deal with.

Volleyball Shorts 7

My wife is working then right to bible study tonight, so I was alone in the house with my daughter. I went up to her room and she was lying on her stomach in bed reading her tablet. I walked in and she says flatly “Hi Daddy.” She says “You hung out with Mommy both nights so far. You never went to the basement so I could see you.” She has on black leggings and a loose red sweatshirt from going to school. I sat on the bed and rubbed her back. She goes “everything was fine until we went to the hotel and I had sex with that guy. Sunday was good, or did I do something wrong?” “No, not at all” I replied. We had a little talk about what happened on and since Friday. It felt good to discuss it with her. First I explained that at my age I can’t go every night, and both she and her mother now wanted attention from me. Then I tried to explain that what we’re doing is much more dangerous and taboo than sex with her boyfriend or even her brother. She joked about going back to the hotel and I give her an exasperated look. She did say, “Daddy, you called me a slut at church. I don’t like that. I try really hard to do well in school volunteer and be good at sports. Sluts don’t do that.” I agree with her and say “Ok kiddo.” She rolls over and sits up and hugs me. The hug turned to kissing. I ran a hand under her sweatshirt and up to her bra and tits. We go at it like this for a few minutes and I move to take off her sweatshirt. With her top and bra off she hugs me again “I love you Daddy.” We roll off her leggings…with panties for a change…and I mounted her in her bed. We had the best sex yet, warm and wet and she is so tight when she climaxes. Afterward, she rolls on her belly, I relax and she goes back to reading. I was a little concerned about the wet spot we made in her bed. I wait a few minutes then move down the bed. Someone said rosebud on another post and it’s been sticking with me ever since. Rosebud isn’t a word I’ve used, but now I’m thinking about it. I spread her ass apart and look at her anus, very tight little pink hole. She lifts her ass up a little to help me. I go down on her and lick her hole a few times then I eat her out for a while, not to climax and not to lube her up. I just licked, kissed and munched on her ass for a while as she read, or pretended to read. We’re all done and getting dinner now, then she has more studying to do and I’ll go downstairs.

Growing Up I Was A Slut, Now I Am A Church Mom With Three Kids

Some thoughts about growing up poor. My older brother and I lived with our mother in a small house on the edge of town. My mother had the bedroom and my brother and I slept on a metal bunkbed, I slept on top. My brother jerked off almost every night. The bed moved back and forth until he finished. His underpants and sheets were always stained. He loved his penis, he kept his hand in his pants, once he got hard he stroked himself on the couch. I saw his penis shoot off many times, the stained carpet just got more stains.

I was eleven when I discovered my pleasure bean. I was no better than my brother, we sat on the couch and had competitions to see who could climax first. Of course the only thing that got stained were my underwear. I grabbed his hard penis and he fingered me but we never actually had sex.

My brother went into the service and I got a job at Burger King. A man picked me up one afternoon and took me to a garage and fucked me. I knew what fucking was, my mother had boyfriends. We had to stand, well I had to bend over until he got it all in. I liked it a lot and was a slut in high school. My mother had put me on the pill at the pregnancy assistance center which was a good idea because it kept me from getting pregnant.

After high school I went to beauty school and got a job at a beauty parlor in town. I walked from my house. After work I hung out at the mall with a friend and we got picked by guys and we would go party. We went out every weekend, had sex every weekend. This man offered to take me down to D.C. so I could see the Lincoln Memorial. We fucked all night long.

I went to this church fair with my friend and met a nice guy who was a new teacher. He was 28 and had never had sex. I was his first. He fell in love with me and I married him and got busy having three kids. Insurance. I am still married, I work at the beauty shop and he teaches school and coaches little league. We go to church too.

Adult Theater Cont

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We finally left the theater and were followed out by several men asking if they could have a turn or something similar, and it was kind of awkward and some were pretty rude to say the least, but we were both exhausted and wanted to go home. We had a lot to talk about too.

The drive home wasn't nearly as awkward as I thought it would be. The upcoming days and weeks we talked about this experience a lot when our son wasn't around, but my husband flat out said that even though he loved every second of it, it was out of his system and didn't really have the desire to go back there again.

I guess this is where I have to admit to myself and the world that I am a bad wife. A bad wife and a horrible person.My husband is the most wonderful man in the world, hands down. He takes care of me and our family, he is strong and kind and I love him more than anything. I dont know whats wrong with me. Ever since that experience, I found that I could only cum during sex by thinking of that man's big black cock, and how I wish I could have gotten him to fuck me and maybe even let everyone in the theater have a turn. I obsessed about it. I was masturbating several times a day thinking about it. I had tried for a bit to convince my husband to go back there, but he has basically refused. He is happy going back to our old sex life but I am not. I just cant.

I am a nurse at a hospital in North Tampa and the theater(s) are not too far out of my way home. I work nights mostly and it has become a few times a week stop for me. There are two theaters and I typically alternate between the two, sometimes going to both in the same night on busy Friday and Saturday nights. I keep a pair of sexy heels in y trunk to put on and sometimes a slutty outfit, but more often than not I am completely naked as soon as i walk into the theater except for my heels and stockings. Many people (including the employees) know me as a kind of regular by now. I have had only a few bad experiences, but I keep going back because I am addicted, simple as that. It took a long time for me to admit, but I am not sure how to stop.

I have found out many things about myself recently, such as sole preference to BBC and black men in general. I have not only serviced more cocks that I can count at gloryholes, but I have been gangbanged, fucked thru the GH, and even fucked by multiple men in the main theater area. I never know who they are and mostly never see them again, but that is part of the thrill. It is the only way for me to relive that sexual "high" I had the first visit with my husband. I guess the worst part is that I keep pushing my limits to experience that high, like a d*** addict developing a resistance to their d*** of choice. I have long abandoned using condoms, I only use them if the guy insists on them. I love being creampied by a complete stranger's bbc, and even went through a breif and crazy period when I stopped taking the pill since the risk of pregnancy gave me the most insane orgasms. When covid hit, there was a breif glimmer of hope that I could kick this habit, but even that didn't last long since they are now open as usual.

So there it is. I cheat on my husband with literally hundreds of black men, and I hate myself when it's over. Like really hate myself. I'm so scared of losing him or passing a disease to him that I thought of going to a therapist for help, but I can't since I'm on his insurance and to be completely honest, I dont want to stop. I can't imagine living a life of normal sex again, and not getting the thrill of being a sex object, used and thrown away by superior black men.

How can someone love and hate their lives at the same time this much?

Adult Theater

A little over a year ago, I finally agreed to make one of my husband's fantasies come true. During sex, he often talked about watching me service strange men through a gloryhole at an adult theater. The idea definitely excited me and made me nervous at the same time.

We had a long weekend and our son was staying at a friend's house overnight, so we went to a nice date night dinner near the football stadium and then to a strip club here in Tampa. After we left, I suggested we stop in at a rather well known adult theater which was basically across the street from the club. The fact that it was my idea to go seemed to drive him wild and I could tell he was shaking with nerves and hopefully excitement.

I had packed a very short and almost see through dress and was already wearing heels and black crotchless pantyhose, and changed in the car before going in. Pantyhose are kind of rare in Florida, so I had already been getting looks and attention all night which my hubby loves. As we walked in, I remember being so nervous and immediately noticed that there were tons of single guys hanging out by the entrance smoking and not seeing any other women or couples. As soon as we started walking up the ramp to go in, it was like someone sent a bat signal into the night sky because even more men came running to the entrance from their cars.

We made it inside and the clerk told us that couples were free, gave us wrist bands and an invisible ink stamp. We checked out the adult toys for a bit and I remember barely being able to talk, and my hands were shaking every time I picked up a toy to look at. Men were following us everywhere pretending to browse the merchandise but it was so obvious that they were looking at me, which really started to turn me (and my husband) on. I remember wishing they were younger or at least better looking.

I dont know how long had passed but we finally worked up the courage to go into the theater. Almost all of the men followed us. We sat in a leather couch in the front of the huge project screen and watched the porn movie for a bit, it was two white girls going at it with a gorgeous hung black man. All of the men were sitting or standing around us which was very uncomfortable at first, but it was such a thrill to know they were all looking at me. I totally let my short dress ride up when I crossed my legs and knee my pantyhose tops were visible. At one point, a short-ish stocky young black man who was standing in front of me pulled his cock out and started masturbating, another first for the evening since i didn't know this was allowed. He kept moving closer which also made me nervous but I just kept watching the movie. I remember being a little disappointed in his size, he wasn't small by any means and was very very thick, but since the only bbc I had seen up until that point was in porn, I seemed to have a rather incorrect pre-conceived notion of their size. I guess the others took his queue, it looked like about half of the men in the theater were now masturbating and looking at me. I was extremely horny by now but downright scared, i wasn't sure my husband would have been able to fight them all off if anything got out of control.

I played with my hubbys cock through is pants for a while, then took a deep breath and overcame my fears I guess... I unzipped his dress pants and started sucking him off in front of everyone! We only did this for about three or for min, then he pulled me out of his lap and took me by the hand to one of the "private" rooms that were off to the side of the theater. As soon as we got up and headed towards the room, a swarm of men almost sprinted to the room adjoining it... I say "private" because even though it had a door with a lock, the lock was broken and we had to kind of jam it shut with a piece of cardboard that we found on the floor. Even with the door jammed shut, there was tons of large gaps in the frame that i could see people looking in through.

I remember looking around once we were inside the small room, it was so hard to see because it was so dark. The only light was from a small TV mounted in the corner that was showing the DVD menu of some kind of porn (obviously the front desk clerk hadn't bother to reset it). There was a small leather bed and a closed, locked door which I knew from looking online was the gloryhole. I think we both felt a lot safer away from all of the single vultures in the theater, our clothes were almost immediately off and there was almost no forplay, we started fucking like animals on the well used bed. I dont think hubby lasted a full five minutes which would have normally been very disappointing to me, but i actually came twice without even any clit stimulation which is very also rare for me. It was definitely the thought of fucking on a filthy leather mattress that I knew had been fucked on by many other people, combined with the knowledge that people were watching us fuck between the cracks in the door that sent me over the edge... HARD! I cant describe how powerful my orgasms were, feeling so cheap and dirty and like a whore that made it so intense. I remember hearing people pounding at the door and pulling at the gloryhole, some even trying to break them open. It had defiinately scared me at first but after the intense missionary fucking my husband was giving me, the thought of them forcing their way in and having me, knowing that they wanted me so bad they were willing to break down a door,, somehow triggered something beyond kinky in my brain and sent me skyrocketing over the edge. I couldn't remember feeling so alive, so dirty and like such a sex object.

When my husband came, he almost immediately started dressing and tossed my dress over to me, I could tell he was still nervous and anxious to get out of the theater, but I felt like I needed more even though I couldn't remember the last time I came that hard. I kept tossing my dress to the side and pulling him down onto the mattress to kiss and caress him hoping to go for round two. I remember playing with his soft cock trying to get him hard again, but it wasn't working as well as I hoped. I think he had just noticed the men watching through the door which must have made him nervous. I am really not sure why i did it, but I laid down on my back facing the door and spread my legs so they all could see my pussy. Im guessing hubby liked this because he got sooo hard! I flipped onto my hands and knees and he took me from behind harder than I ever remember. It felt amazing, and he lasted way longer this time but I didnt feel like he was as staying as hard as usual. I remember thinking how I wasn't here to hold back and I wanted this to be an experience both if us would remember forever. So... without thinking about it in fear I would chicken out, I reached over and flipped the latch on the gloryhole and opened it all the way.

It must have been less than three seconds before a rather large and thick bbc pushed its way right in. It was already hard and I remember it smelling a little sweaty... not disgusting or even really bad, just a little musky I guess. As soon as I opened the GH my husband stopped pounding me from behind and held it in me, I got scared that this wasn't what he really wanted and that I had finally crossed the line. But at this point I wanted this for me, it was noe my fantasy too! So I just kind of stroked it for a bit and played with it waiting to see what hubby would do...

Well, ill tell you what he did.... he pounded me even harder than I thought was possible! He was so hard and it felt like he actually grew a few inches! That's when ..(continue confession)

Volleyball Shorts 5

Today was a disaster. I had to share my daughter for sex. It started out perfect, then got bad real fast. It’s a mess. My daughter actually thinks it’s ok. I had thought of a way to get alone time with my daughter. I’ve been reading a lot of porn since the bible study night and I went nuts in my head.

I said I would take my daughter to school and my wife left the house. My daughter takes a shower and comes out in a baggy sweater off her shoulders and spaghetti strap white tank top underneath, a very short denim mini skirt and white keds. I tell her she’s skipping school and I arranged to be out of the office. We take a little detour. My daughter asks where we’re going I say “You’ll see.” We pull into the extended stay motel I called ahead to. My daughter says “What’s here?” and I reply “A couple hours of sex.” “No way!” she says amazed. I now remember seeing security cameras in the lobby and at the building ends. The clerk is maybe 25 and looks at me then at my daughter and cracks a big leering smirk. “I only have the unrenovated rooms towards the back open.” he says. We’re in a first floor room. $46.99 cash room rate. $40 tip for no ID. The room is lit with old lights, has flower print bed covers on the double beds, cigarette holes in the rug by the door, mini fridge in the corner, and old tube tv on a beat-up dresser. “Wow, this is crappy.” goes my daughter. “Don’t worry” I said. I pull the bed covers off so it’s just pillows and sheet on the one bed. I lock the door, turn around and kiss her. I held her by the ass then I pulled up the skirt and she wore a tiny white lace thong we bought together. I lift her up by her ass and drop her on the bed and she laughed. We fumbled around to undo our clothes. I go down on her for a few minutes. I lean over her with my hands holding me up and insert. We start a very aggressive hard fuck. I’m determined to last long this time, so I vary my speed, occasionally lift up more and massage her clit, massage her asshole, and she has multiple orgasms. We went long, about 30 minutes then I shot a nice powerful load in her. I was laying on top kissing her and the clerk knocks on the door. I tell my daughter to cover up and I grab my boxers. She manages to put a pillow over her privates and cross her arms over her breasts. “That your car out there?” he points. Yeah. “I got you on camera and I got your license plate, and you won’t give me ID? What’s up with that?” I get angry and start saying “fuck off” but he looks past me to my daughter sitting on the bed. “Nice” he goes. “I get some of that or I call the cops.” “What!” I say and push him against the door. “Daddy!” my daughter yelled. “Dad, oh that’s fucking awesome.” He goes as I hold him. I went numb. I left him go and he came in the room. “Hi Honey” he says to my daughter. “So what do you think?” he goes to me. I’m quiet. “Well?” he asked. I should’ve just given him my ID but I froze. “Daddy, it’s okay.” my daughter says in a very calm voice “It’s just sex.” She pulls the pillow off her lap and says “I’m ok, let’s do it.” He even brought a condom. He stripped and crawled over my daughter. He fucked her for a couple of minutes, they moan a little and he shot a load in her. He got up, got dressed and threw the condom in the trash. We didn’t talk but he opened the door and said “Thanks. See you next time.” As soon as he left I got on the bed and apologized to my daughter. She came up nude and hugged me. “I’m fine, I’m fine, Daddy, I’m fine” she said over and over while I babbled. “We better go.” I said and we got dressed. It was cash so minus the license plate there was nothing else to do about it. I hurried out of the parking lot. We drive home and grab some Starbucks for the ride. She talked more than me and said “Don’t worry, it felt awesome and he felt good too. I liked having both of you.” I was sick to my stomach, still am. She sort of blew it off already, saying how wild that was and how crazy it was. She liked doing it in the hotel. She liked how long we made love, We got home and I’m in the basement while she’s upstairs in her room. My wife will be home any minute. This is so not how I pictured it.

Volleyball Shorts 4

Fortunately tonight my wife drove my daughter to her boyfriend's house so they could study together. I cant have sex every night and still give my wife regular sex, too. I picked my daughter up and they did have sex. I asked her if I could feel so she pulled down her leggings and I fingered her as we drove home. It was very warm and wet yet she is still so tight.

Volleyball Shorts 2

Not sure if I can link stories, but I had another encounter with my daughter third night in a row. Again in volleyball shorts. This was awesome and it brought us closer together. I came home and thought all was normal. My son is back in college so the house quieter, but then thought to myself hey normal now means you've had sex with your own daughter, twice. I kept to myself in the basement where the extra TV is, sort of like a man cave but the kids use it. I was alone until the debate came on. I hear my daughter walking in the basement and she comes in wearing a long sleeve blue compression under armour shirt that's tight on her breasts with no bra on. I think she's a full round B cup, but my reference is my wife's D's. She has on white volleyball shorts that are tight against her body with another cameltoe. I used to not think of her like this. "Hi Daddy, watching anything good?" she looks at the TV "oh, the debates too. Mommy's watching this too." I say sorry but she flops down on the sofa next to me her legs go over my lap and her head on the armrest. I rub her legs a few minutes. She moves her butt a little closer and I can reach all the way up her thigh. I rub up her leg and brush her public mound through her shorts and can tell for sure she's not wearing underwear again. She says "hmmm" softly and pushes up her groin to make me rub firmer. "No sex tonight kiddo" I tell her and she pouts "oh!" I pull one leg of her shorts aside and dip my finger in to trace her pussy. I massage her a while until I work her lips apart. She moves her butt around to help with the angle. I keep pushing deeper and i hit her cervix. "Oh Wow!" she sort of whispers. I caress her cervix a little more and she quick builds to an orgasm and climaxes. She cums so hard she pees through her shorts. It comes out in a stream through her shorts and wets my leg. I quick push more on the spot and she cums again and begins peeing more. She lifts herself up on her arms and pushes hard against my hand. "Sorry Daddy." she squeaks and just starts pissing on my leg while she shakes with a huge orgasm. She calms down and says wow again. I pull out my hand and she swings her legs off me and we sit for a second. "That was amazing." she goes. I kiss her on the forehead and go upstairs to change pants. I make it past my wife then come back to my wife in the living room to watch the debate wrap up. I don't know what all my son did with my daughter, but I think I gave her something new tonight. After the debate we went upstairs and I took my wife from behind and pounded her good.

Volleyball Shorts 3

From other posts called “volleyball shorts”. To answer how does she look, my daughter is very cute, pretty and athletic. Dirty blonde hair that goes just above her shoulder blades. She has hazel eyes and cute smile, right now with braces. She’s 5 foot 5 inches and has perky round B cups (much smaller than her mom’s D’s), a flat stomach and a firm round ass. She’s very polite and volunteers at church as well as her school and JV volleyball commitments where she’s an awesome player, may go varsity fast. She is a freshman and honors student, and she acts responsibly like she’s my age sometimes. She’s on the pill. She has always pushed boundaries with her outfits that we constantly have to battle her on, and mostly lose. She dresses in jeans and leggings for school, but otherwise it’s the wild west. I call her nicknames that I‘ll say are kiddo and little girl. If you didn’t read my other post, in summer she’s almost always in volleyball shorts no underwear and she shows a cameltoe a lot. I caught her and her older brother having sex. He goes away to college and just went back for his senior year there after the COVID restrictions lifted. She’s bored at home alone and then came on to me on Sunday. So far we’ve done something together every night. I didn’t think of her this way before, but I do now.

I just thought of it. There are a couple of guys, and one real jerk at work, I have caught checking out my daughter. The one at work kept checking her ass out at a work-family picnic with his wife right next to him. I think they are pervs for checking out my little girl and now I’m fucking her.

I got home this evening and get a minute alone with my daughter. No volleyball shorts tonight. “Look, no clowning around tonight.” I said. “We need to cool it.” She gave me a very hurt look and pout but I stayed firm. It’s also bible study night for my wife. She has a quick dinner for us, then she races off to someone’s house or women come here. Tonight it’s her turn so I escaped to the basement tv room, as usual. I heard someone walking in the basement and in walks my daughter. She’s in baggy sweatpants and sweatshirt. “Hi Daddy.” She said but not in her normal chipper way, more of a cute, mischievous way. “What are you up to?” I asked. “Nothing” she said innocently. She pulls her sweatshirt over her head and she’s bare-chested standing in front of me. I quietly said “No, they are upstairs.” My daughter giggled a little and pulled her pants down, just a thin little black thong on. It’s one of the ones we bought on Monday, sheer panel showing her pubes, side straps on her hips and a single black band up her ass. She wiggled her hips a little to stick her butt to one side, still looking at me, smiling. In her sweet little girl voice she sighed “Guess I’ll just watch tv, too.” She flopped on the sofa next to me I pretended to ignore her. She waits a minute and says, a little begging, “Daddy, please just fuck me?” I resisted, but my dick was already hard and her saying "fuck" I finally say “alright, but we have to be quiet.” I make sure that’s clear. She got up as I slouch down and pull off my sweatpants, point my dick straight up. She goes down on me and she’s not very good at oral, she just takes me in an inch or so and doesn’t work my shaft. Like a lollipop on a stick. She spit on me then got up to position over top of me. I helped her move her thong and she lowered onto me. We rock slowly for a minute or two and I kissed her breasts and we kissed a little then I decide to please her anus the way I do her mother, gently pressing against her asshole. Her eyes opened a little and she whispers, “ooh I like that” and loosened up a little so I can push my finger in a little farther but not penetrate. Loosening up has its effect and she orgasms on me. We go slow so I asked, “do you like it kiddo, does it feel good?” She grinds a little harder and said “Yes Daddy.” Maybe another five minute like this I don’t try to last longer. I put a hand on each hip and helped her drive into me. We had a great climax together she bit her lip to not scream, but she still squealed. We got dressed and same as the other day, I go back to watching tv and messing on my tablet while she sat against me and texts. I check that she’s not texting about us and she says she knows, even her best friends. “they’d think it’s disgusting.” She says. The ladies are almost done upstairs and I’m recounting this with my daughter’s head on my leg and my hand down her sweatpants rubbing her heavenly soft skinned firm ass.