Novel Square
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NEW STORY TITLE:
JUST MY MOUTH DADDY..(Incest/Taboo)
Introduction: Father and daughter share a hotel room.
** All Characters are over 18 **
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“You’re pretty quiet,” I said to my teenaged daughter, sitting in the passenger seat of my camaro, “what’s on your mind?”
Sasha looked at me, smiled and said “Nothing, really. Just spaced out.” Her eyes had that special sparkle they always had when she was lying to me.
I could read my daughter as easily as you’re reading this right now. She and I had always been very close, and that hadn’t changed as she’d begun to grow into a beautiful young woman.
She was beautiful indeed. Her mom was Russian born, and unbelievably gorgeous, but very slender in the way that most Eastern European women are. Sasha (short for Alexandra in the Russian tradition) had her mother’s golden locks and light brown eyes, but she was a little shorter, and bigger in the hips and chest. She looked better in a bikini than most of the girls you see on magazine covers.
Sasha looked back out the passenger window despite my raising a skeptical eyebrow at her. It wasn’t that she lied a lot, she was a fairly honest girl. I could just tell when she did, and I knew very well what she was thinking about. Sasha was a lot like me, personality wise, and I knew at her age I could pretty much just think about one thing.
I didn’t push it though, as I didn’t want to make our drive awkward. We’d been visiting my mother down in Palm Springs, and we were back on our way to our home in Ashland, Oregon. We usually brought my wife with us, but she was visiting her own family in Saint Petersburg and would be gone another few weeks. Sasha had stayed with me to be closer to her friends during summer vacation.
“Daddy?”
“Yes, angel?”
“Can we stop at a motel early today? It’s so hot. I want to swim.”
I mulled the idea over in my head for a minute. We could get another three or four hours on the road today, making the trip tomorrow shorter, but I didn’t really have any place to be and I didn’t have to work until Wednesday that week, still three days away. It wasn’t a tough sell.
“Sure. Why don’t you find us a hotel with a good pool and we’ll drop anchor for the day.”
Sasha shot me one of her thousand watt smiles and hit her smart phone with intensity. In a few minutes she announced that she’d found the place – a Comfort Inn ten miles up the road. She borrowed my credit card and booked our rooms.
Or rather, room. When we arrived I found out she’d only reserved a single room for us, though it had two beds.
“It saves money!” She said proudly. “So we can go out to a nice dinner.”
“Sounds good, baby.” I said, and went to get our bags.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
The room was pretty big for what we’d paid for it, and I was impressed by my little girl’s bargain sense. The pool in back was big and clean. Sasha wasted no time running into the bathroom and changing into a black bikini that would have set any boy her age to drooling. Even I couldn’t help but admire how good she looked in it. I think every father wants a beautiful daughter, and I was very proud of her.
“Aren’t you coming?” She asked me.
“Sure, I’ll go in for a while, that sounds good. Just give me a minute.”
I went into the bathroom and changed into my suit. I didn’t look too bad in mine either, if I do say so myself. Sasha had been a surprise pregnancy and was born when I was only twenty two. I worked out regularly, both at a Thai Boxing school and at a Crossfit gym, and prided myself on staying in excellent shape.
I came out of the bathroom shirtless, and found Sasha on the bed, laying face down in just her skimpy bikini bottoms. Her top lay next to her. Instantly, I felt my cock begin to thicken in my shorts. I was embarrassed, but it was an instinctive reaction that I couldn’t help. She was just so damn sexy. I didn’t harden all the way though, and I didn’t think my daughter noticed my predicament.
“Can you put lotion on me, Daddy?”
“Sure, baby. Then you can do me.”
“Okay.”
I took my time rubbing my little girl down, and enjoyed the feel of her warm, flawless skin. I massaged her a little as a rubbed the lotion in, and she treated me to some “mmm’s” and “aaaah’s” from deep down in her throat. I had to shift around to keep my dick from tenting my shorts out.
Before I go on with this story, let me just say that any father with a hot daughter who tells you he’s never thought of fucking her is a lying bastard. He may not of seriously thought of it, he might not ever do it, but the thought has crossed his mind. It’s a natural thing. The way I see things, there are two ways you can deal with it: One, you can freak out and put yourself in counseling just for being a healthy male; or two, you can accept it as a normal thing and relax. I was definitely of the latter school of thought. Yes, my daughter was turning me on. But she wasn’t really aware of it and I figured what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt her.
Anyway, after I finished rubbing her down it was my turn, and I lay on my stomach while Sasha first got her top back on and then massaged lotion onto my back. She did me just like I’d done her, and it felt fantastic feeling her petite hands kneading the muscles in my back.
“You’re so strong!” Sasha said. “I wish the boys at my school had your muscles.”
“They wouldn’t know what to do with them. It’s better for them to keep working on learning to read.”
Sasha giggled. “Daddy! They know how to read. Most of them, anyway. Even the football guys.”
“Must be a different kind of team than I played on.” I said, smiling.
Sasha surprised me by swatting me on the ass. “Okay, stud muffin, let’s go get wet.”
Sasha rose up on her knees and waited for me to roll over. I realized, though, that if I did that she would see the hard on raging in my shorts. I hesitated while I tried to figure something out.
“Come on!” Sasha said, pushing me on the back and bouncing me on the bed. “I want to go in the pool!”
“Okay. Can you get my sandals out of my bag? They’re right on top.”
“Okay.”
Sasha turned to get the flip flops, and I tried to adjust myself quickly to hide my condition.
Only Sasha turned before I could finish. I jerked my hand out of my shorts, but my cock was standing erect, trapped against my left leg. Sasha’s eyes went wide as she saw the outline of it under my trunks.
“Oh! Um… here you go, Daddy. I found them.”
“Thanks baby.” I said, the awkwardness of the moment finally deflating my engorged member.