Date: Tue, 7 Dec 2010 05:23:57 -0800
From: goldenscribe66@gmail.com
Subject: My New Life Pt. 4
My New Life Pt. 4
Chelsea visits
About two weeks after my move I opened the door to see my
daughter Chelsea standing outside. She is a beautiful girl, just turned
fifteen, with all-American blonde and blue-eyed looks. It hadn't escaped
my notice that she was turning into a young woman, especially after a
shopping trip to the mall. Every guy with a pulse turned to look at her as
we walked.
"HI daddy!"
"HI sweetie! How are you?"
"Good. Mom says hello."
"She okay?"
"No. She's still broken up."
"I'm sorry."
We sat down on the couch. Her short skirt rode up almost to
her panties. I tried not to look.
"How's Todd?" Todd was her boyfriend of the hour.
"He's a jerk. I caught him screwing one of my friends at a
party."
"That sucks." Considering the events of the last few weeks, I
was no one to judge.
"He's been pressuring me for weeks to do it. I was almost
ready but now he misses out."
I put my arm around her to comfort her. She nuzzled her head
into the crook in my arm. I gently rubbed her back and noticed she was not
wearing a bra.
"Oh daddy, it's hard! Sometimes I get so horny, but..."
Whoa! My fifteen year-old daughter talking about being horny?
Of course I knew she would have those feelings, but to hear about them was
something else.
"It's only natural, sweetie."
"I know."
Somehow her hand landed on my crotch. She let it sit for just
a moment, then looked up at me full of guilt. I just smiled and moved her
hand off.
"I guess you get horny too, huh daddy?"
"Yes, dear."
"I loved to hear you in the next room fucking mom. It got me
so hot!'
"Chelsea..."
"You know I used to imagine it was me you were fucking instead
of mom. Is that nasty?"
I was quickly losing control of the situation. My daughter
had just confessed to dreaming of me, her father, fucking her the way I
used to do her mother. My cock began to grow. I shifted to bring a little
relief but to no avail.
"I don't think this is a good idea. You're still confused
about the divorce..."
"This has nothing to do with that, daddy. I've felt this way
for a long time."
My own daughter leaned over and planted a kiss on my lips. If
I was confused about Blake, this was something else! I could feel her
breasts pushing into me and I started to melt. When her hand began rubbing
me through my pants I was a goner.
Chelsea leaned back and smiled as she reached down and pulled
her shirt over her head, revealing those teenage tits. They were solid
b-cups, but on her small frame they looked bigger. Her nipples were tiny
and pink, and totally erect. Nature took over and I reached out to hold
them. Chelsea signed as I gently fondled her breasts.
She next reached over to pull my shirt off before standing and
pulling off her skirt and panties in one motion. She didn't have a lot of
pubic hair, just a few sparse dark blonde curls around the top of her
mound. "Come on, Daddy. It's your turn!"
This was it. There was no turning back. The sight a
beautiful, naked teenage girl, much less my own daughter, made me go past
any line there may once have been. I unbuckled my pants and pulled them
and my boxers down and off. My cock stood there, presenting itself to
Chelsea. She licked her lips at the sight of it.
"So that's what made me," she said as she took it in her hand.
She stroked it, unsure of herself. My guess was that it was her first
penis. I showed her how to stroke it, and how to softly play with my
balls.
Once she had the hang of it I moved her on top of me so she
could continue her play and I could gain access to her pussy. When I
started licking my way around she took me in her mouth. It was so warm and
wet! Her pussy was incredible and her juices unbelievably sweet.
All of a sudden Chelsea sat up and turned around. She gave me
a wicked smile, my cock still in her hand.
"Daddy, I want you to take my virginity. I've been saving it
just for you!"
I didn't know what to say, and was silent as she climbed into
position. She held the head of my penis at my opening and looked to me for
guidance. I put my hands on her hips and guided her down on my pole. It
was hard enough getting just the head in, and soon it met her hymen. After
a few tries I flipped her over on her back and crawled between her legs.
"This is going to hurt, sweetie."
"I know. But I trust you, daddy."
I leaned down to kiss her and slowly brought one hand around
to her tight little ass. My cock was poised at her entrance. I tried to
get her to relax a bit before I pinched her ass cheek hard. As she started
to yell from that unexpected pain I thrust my cock all the way into her,
tearing away her virginity forever. I just held myself in her, letting
Chelsea get used to having a hard piece of man meant inside her.
"I'm so sorry to hurt you, baby. Never again."
She smiled in understanding. I started slow, just moving
myself around inside her. I then began to pick up the pace, and my Chelsea
went along, thrusting her hips off the couch as I fucked my little girl. I
thought about all the things we had shared. The first skinned knee, the
first time she got her period, and now her first fuck.
"Fuck me daddy! It feels so good!"
"I am, sweetie. Your pussy is making daddy feel good too!"
In that moment I was no longer her father, but an animal
seeking satisfaction of animal urges. I thrust in and out of her hard. I
could feel her cervix against the tip of my penis when I bottomed out, and
the feeling of my balls bouncing against her ass was incredible. Chelsea
was making all sorts of animal noises, urging me on. Her hands were on my
ass, trying to pull me even deeper.
I felt my orgasm building and I tried to ease up to prolong
things. By the clenching of her vaginal muscles I could tell that my
daughter had reached her own climax. Without a thought of the consequences
I let loose my daddy cream, the same sperm that had created Chelsea fifteen
years before.
"Yes, daddy. I can feel it! I can feel your stuff shooting
inside me! Give me more!"
My balls emptied their treasure into the hot, waiting vagina
of my little girl. I grunted as I came, feeling so good I can't really
describe it. When I was finished I got off her and ate her pussy. The
taste of our combined juices was incredible and Chelsea came again.
The enormity of what we had just done hit me as we lay in each
other's arms on the couch. I could see my sperm dripping out of her and I
started to get hard again.
I had given no thought to birth control. I had wanted Chelsea
to get on the pill when she hit puberty, but my ex-wife would have none of
it, saying it would encourage her to become a slut. I had slipped her a
pack of condoms on the sly and she'd turned eight shades of red.
Just as I was getting ready for round two, I heard the front
door open. Chelsea and I were quite a sight for Blake when he walked into
the living room.
"Wow" was all he could say.
"Not quite the way I wanted you to meet my daughter, Blake."
"Hi, Chelsea. Nice to meet you."
"Hi." She was a little embarrassed and tried to hide behind
me.
"I'm going to jump in the shower," he said. Once he was gone
Chelsea and I got dressed.
"So that's your boyfriend?"
"Yeah, sweetie."
"He's hot!"
"Yes he is." I kissed her on the forehead. "Are you okay,
honey?"
"Just fine. That was better than I ever imagined."
"Listen, Chealse, are you...do you...?"
"What?"
"Are you on the pill or anything?"
"Nope. Don't worry about it."
As it turned out I should have worried about it. Despite all
the urban myths, you can get pregnant your first time. And Chelsea did.
Nine months later she gave birth to her own half-brother and named him
Salvatore, after my grandfather. She never gave up that I was the one who
made her pregnant. She and Blake got along famously.
Once the baby was born Chelsea and I never had sex again but
remain extremely close. Once she finished high school (I insisted) and
went off to college she met an incredible man who married her, adopted
little Sal, and gave me three more grandchildren. The fact that he is my
age and looks a lot like me makes me happy.