Fateful Nightby wyspr26 ( ) *** Athletic daughter comes home to find her dad pleasuring himself, only to open a door that changes both of their lives forever. (MF/f-teen, ped, inc, reluc, 1st, bi) *** I was home alone one evening. My wife was out with the girls and my daughter was doing a sports party at school. I took the opportunity to break out my old porn tapes and watch a few. About midway through the first one, I heard the front door unlock and open. I quickly turned of the tape and started flipping through channels. “Daddy?” came a voice. It was my daughter, come home early. “You home?” “Yes, baby,” I called. “How did it go?” “It was ok,” she replied. She shrugged off her gym bag and her jacket. “It got boring, so I came home.” She plopped down beside me. “What are you watching?” “Oh, nothing,” I lied. “I’m just flipping through channels.” “Thinking about going camping, daddy?” she giggled. “Nice tent you’ve erected.” I looked down, noticed my erection. I started turning red. “It’s ok, daddy. I’d go camping with you any day.” She got up, placed a hand on my erection, kissed me istanbul travesti on the cheek, and headed upstairs. While I recovered from her touch, I heard her run a shower. Minutes later, I heard her call for me. Carefully, I entered the bathroom. “Daddy, can you wash my back?” she asked, sounding innocent. “Sure, baby.” I replied. I could see her outline through the curtain, and I couldn’t help being very turned on. She stuck her hand out of the shower, handing me the soapy wash cloth, and opened the shower curtain up wide enough for me to reach in. She’d pulled her hair to one side so that it wouldn’t interfere. I took the soapy rag and began washing her back, taking time to cover every inch. “Can you… go lower?” she asked. I did as she requested, but I dropped the rag, washing her round cheeks with my bare hand. I made a bold move and slipped a finger between her cheeks. This was rewarded with a moan from her. “All done,” I told her. “Thanks, daddy.” she replied, bending over to retrieve the rag. In that moment, I caught a glimpse of her maturing pussy that I assumed istanbul travestileri was still virgin. Content with my view, I turned to leave. “Umm… daddy?” came her sweet voice. “Can you do my front too?” I paused. “Please?” she seemed to plead. In this moment, I knew that my life was about to change in a big way. Was this planned? Had she wanted this all along? I couldn’t be this fortunate. I turned around and took the plunge. “How about if I join you?” I suggested. “I was hoping you would.” I could hear the smile in her voice. I undressed and stepped into the shower with her. “I think you need a place to stick your tent pole, daddy,” she said, regarding my erection. I took the rag and lathered soap into it. She put her hands behind her head, allowing me full access. I began washing her neck and chest, taking extra care on her supple breasts. I’d noticed how much she’d grown over the years, and now at 16, I could tell that as she got older, her breasts would only get bigger. Even more so once she got pregnant. As I got to her stomach, she took the rag from me. travesti “You don’t need this anymore,” she spoke softly. “Just use your hand.” I put some soap on my hand and continued down. I was expecting to feel a little tuft of hair, but to my surprise there wasn’t any. She kept herself shaven. It was a pleasant surprise. I looked up at her to see her smiling. She moaned as I slipped a finger between her lips and brushed her clit. I stood back and let the water wash all over her body. My hands rubbed any last traces of soap away. She was breathing hard and I could almost hear her heart racing. Without warning, she took my face in her hands and kissed me. Her lips were warm and wanting. Her tongue pleaded for mine and I gave it to her. My erection poked at her abdomen, looking for a place to go. My daughter lifted a leg and wrapped it around my waist. As I picked her up, I looked her and asked, “Are you sure?” She nodded. “Yes, daddy,” she whispered between breaths. I pointed my cock between her lips and found her hole. Before I knew it, I was shaft deep inside her. She’d thrust herself onto me. She let out a quiet shriek and dug her fingers into my back. I heard her pant and breath through the pain. I was surprised at the ease that I slipped in. She was tight and I knew I was stretching her, but I was slightly disappointed. She wasn’t a virgin.