Daddy/Daughter Team
My wife died of a drug overdose when my daughter, Janice was 2. I had done the single parent thing and had no life outside of parenting my sweet little girl. I felt like I owed her something for bringing her into the world with an addict.And I was her world.After graduating high school, she came into our real estate investment business full time. She kept records, handled renting vacancies, went to court for evictions, looked for niche markets, and selected colors and designs for our rehabs. I had wanted to send her to college but she said that she already had the career that she wanted. She saw no sense to wasting away in college for the next several years instead of making money. She really took to real estate and never tired of talking about her latest real estate investment triumphs or ideas. By the time Janice was 18, we had become a known and respected force in the local real estate market. People came to either of us for advice. She passed her real estate license and I passed my contractor license, but we were interchangeable. Our daddy/daughter team was doing rentals, fix and flips, sales, and much more. Making money was great but I think we genuinely enjoyed working together and being seen as a team by our peers. I was proud of the business woman that my little girl had become. Putting together a good deal for ourselves or our clients was every bit as satisfying as the money it produced.Shortly before Janice’s 19th birthday, I did the unthinkable; I grabbed a pair of her soiled panties from the laundry basket and smelled them. The smell was amazing! Oh my god was it so heavenly. It had been a long time since my last adventure with a woman, so my mind and body were out of control almost immediately. My little daughter’s pussy smelt so good. It smelled very, very good.I smelt her panties for a long time. Then I started masturbating while holding the crotch of her panties against my nose. The more I smelled them, the better they smelled. The more I stroked the better it felt. My swollen member was finally getting the attention that it needed. Stroking harder and faster, it felt so good. Finally shooting load after load into the toilet, the orgasm seemed to go on forever. It felt good all over my body. My brain went numb and I just kept holding my throbbing member until the feeling subsided.OMG!! What have I done? After being a good parent all these years. It was unthinkable to have done this nasty act. How could I ever face my daughter if she ever caught me? Even without being caught, how could I face my little girl? If I looked at her, and thought about what had happened in my bathroom, shame would overwhelm me. Then, the very next week, there was an ad for a camera security system on television. I bought one. I set up most of the cameras outside. One, I hid in Janice’s room, under her dresser. I could monitor the cameras from my computer and back up 24 hours. But I was not immediately able to spy on my daughter. The camera needed to be moved and re-aimed. Then I felt guilty again and did not move the camera for several days. Meanwhile there were some sexy scenes while she got undressed and put her nightgown on.But wait! What is this? Matt Ford, one of our fix and flip customers is in her room. Matt would buy fixer-upper houses from Janice and hire me to rehab them. The camera was aimed wrong to see what they were doing until they stood back up. Now I had a clear view from their naked buts up. There was no sound so I could only guess what was going on until they started kissing. His giant cock looked like a baseball bat, ready to hit one out of the park. They started kissing passionately and Matt was rubbing his penis on her entrance. Then he started working his way down her body. But soon they were out of view.The very next morning, Janice left on an errand and I found a better place for the camera.That evening, I was watching the video from Janice’s room and masturbating to the scene of her masturbating on video. OMG! It was so hot! She was lying on her bed, eyes rolled back in her head, and fingering her clit as fast as she could. Woman juice was oozing down her but crack and onto her bed sheets. My little girl was a woman. She used her other hand to play with her breasts. Her tits were small but shapely. I felt guilty once again for thinking about my daughter in such a nasty way. I planned to take the camera out of her room the next day. Or perhaps the day after would work better. I swear.Two weeks later, on her 19th birthday, I was still watching Janice’s sexual adventures and getting my rocks off every night as I watched. My cock was feeling so good that I had forgotten to feel guilty. I also forgot to lock my door.She came bouncing into my room bragging about a deal she had just closed. But her proud look was replaced with a look of shock as she stared at my swollen member in my hand and her Paul fucking herself on my computer screen.”Oh my god, Daddy, how did you get that?””I’m so sorry, baby.””You are a man, Daddy. I just did not know you were spying on me and whacking off to my video. Now you know how I close so many deals. LOL””Janice, you are a woman now. Pleasuring yourself is okay, but using your pussy to close deals is not.””I was kidding Daddy. But we are supposed to be a daddy/daughter team! You don’t take care of my needs. You prefer to spy on me and beat off in private. I have wanted your cock since I was a little girl. Now that I am legal age, the closest I can get to your love stick is in your fantasy and secret video!””What you are saying is so very wrong. That is incest and we cannot do that.””I am on the pill and you want me as much as I want you. If you don’t want me, stop spying.”With weakened resolve, “But it is wrong Janice. I am your daddy and you are my daughter. We must respect those boundaries.”She had my cock in her hand while we were talking. I pretended not to notice, but my moaning and pushing back into her little hand probably gave me away.Somehow I got a burst of will power and pulled her hand off my joy stick. I wanted her hand to come back but that was very wrong. I said, “We need to eat supper. Want to go to Anna’s?” And that is where we went. She had the fettuccini alfresco and I had baked ziti. Several of the real estate people were there so we had a few glasses of wine, and a good time bragging, laughing, and talking about our latest deals. Then we enjoyed more bragging, more laughter, and a few more glasses of wine. By the time we left, we hopped in a cab.At home we both walked into the master bedroom like it was the natural thing to do. We both stripped naked and got into bed. Janice lay back to me and I lay with my throbbing member pressed between her butt cheeks. That is how we slept the night (and the wine) away. When I awoke, I ran into the shower and found the coldest setting that I could tolerate. My cock was still hard. Then after jumping into some clothes and running downstairs, I called back, “Janice, what do you want for breakfast?””Bad Daddy, you took off on me. I lay here un-loved and un-fucked.””Behave, that kind of language is not acceptable. Are you in the mood for oatmeal with cinnamon and brown sugar?””And cream?””We are now serving oatmeal for my princess in the main dining room.”It was a routine workday for both of us and a television movie to finish the day. As I headed upstairs to bed, I could hear tiny footsteps behind me. I continued into my master bedroom and took all my clothes off. Janice did the same.She slipped down in the bed until my hungry member was pointed at her mouth. She started licking the head and my long neglected penis loving it and began to swell and throb. All my morals about incest left my mind, to be replaced by screaming passion and hungry desire. My lust and pleasure were out of control as my daughter’s little mouth managed to move onto more and more of my shaft. Her head bobbed up and down taking more in her mouth with each stroke.I said, “Spin around so I can lick your pussy at the same time.””No Daddy. I want you inside me.”My cock was so happy to oblige. She straddled me and moved the head up and down the moist entrance to her sex. It felt amazing. Then it felt even better as my head entered between her cunt lips. Each time she came down, my manhood pushed a little farther in. “Oh, Daddy, I have wanted you inside me for so long. Fuck me Daddy! Pin me to your big dick and make me cum on it.””Oh my little daughter Janice, I love you!”As the morning sun announced a new day, we showered together, and started heavy petting again.Then I said, “But this is so wrong!””Shut up and fuck me Daddy. You are such a hypocrite. We are a daddy/daughter team. That means in all areas of life.”
