CHAPTER ONE
The dreams had become more vivid over the last few months. His desire to look after his daughters was an in-built need of course so when his dreams were of him protecting them from dangers, he was content. Recently however the dreams had become darker, more sexual and he was afraid that his abstinence from sex was getting to his fevered imagination.
He woke up. It was still dark. He had had the dark dream again and he was hot, sweating, despite only being covered by a thin sheet. Reaching up he took the sheet off him, allowing some air to get to his body. His cock was rock hard in his boxers.
He thought about the dream again. In it he was surrounded by naked women, all in various stages of pregnancy, a woman either side of him with their hands on his cock, slowly masturbating him. He looked at the faces of the women, both so well known, on his right was Chloe, his 20 year old daughter, on his left was Madi, his 18 year old daughter, both looking gorgeous, radiant even, their bellies both full and rounded, their breasts heavy and lactating.
As he lay there he craved more sleep but knew that he wouldn't be able to as his cock needed release. He slipped his boxers off, his cock twitching. Leaning over the side of his bed he opened his bedside cabinet and pulled the bits of fabric out. He knew it was wrong but every night on the pretext of getting the laundry ready for washing first thing in the morning, he collected the girls worn clothes, surreptitiously hiding their panties in his bedside cabinet.
Holding the panties he inhaled one then the other. His cock twitched again. The aroma of pussy was intoxicating. His tongue flicked out licking the fabric, he imagined he was licking their pussy lips, tasting them as they moaned with pleasure.
Reaching down he gripped his cock and started to masturbate. He knew he wouldn't last long, due to his heightened arousal.
The aroma and taste of pussy drove him onwards, pushing him over the edge, his cock spurting hot cum over his belly and chest, his breathing laboured. A few more strokes and his cock started to soften.
With reluctance he removed the panties from his face and used them to wipe up his cum. It always excited him to use his daughters panties as his cum rags. Standing he threw the panties in the laundry sack then padded to the en-suite to pee.
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His hand shot out to turn the alarm off. It was 6am on a Friday morning. He had forgotten to cancel the alarm the previous evening. He had a day off today but was awake now. He stretched then realised that he was naked, he must have forgotten to put his boxers back on after his wank last night. He lay there thinking about his perverted dreams and imagination. However, instead of feeling bad or embarrassed at his naughty thoughts, he felt proud. Proud of his daughters, proud at how they were growing up so well adjusted despite the loss of their mother years ago. He rationalised that his perverted dreams just reflected his pride.
At the thought of his wife his eyes watered briefly. They had had such fun times. His wife was quite daring sexually and his recalled some of the naughty places they had had sex. Beaches, changing rooms, hell even on his mother-in-laws bed whilst she was downstairs. It was however the memories of her being pregnant that brought him the greatest pleasure. She had loved being pregnant and they had fucked a lot during those times, even the nights before she had given birth.
Hearing the toilet flush brought him out of his reverie. One of the girls must be up. Too early for them to get ready for college so he expected whoever it was to get back in their bed.
He gave them ten minutes and then he got up, pulled his boxers on and took the laundry downstairs.
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'Morning daddy,' Madi said.
'Oh, morning Mads. Sleep well?' He was a bit embarrassed standing just in his boxers in front of his daughter.
'Not really. Too hot.' Madi stood in her vest top and pyjama shorts, fanning herself with her hand.
'Yeah, me too.' He tried to focus on the laundry and not on his daughters sexy body. How embarrassing would it be to get an erection now?
'Want a hand with that?'
For a moment Brian thought she meant his cock but realised she of course meant the laundry. 'No, you're fine, thanks. Are you going to college today?'
'Yeah. Long day today. Home about 5 o'clock.' With that she left to get some breakfast, leaving Brian with a semi.
Finishing up, he put the washing machine on and went to shower.
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Shower done, he was hungry, so breakfast time.
Entering the kitchen he saw Chloe, looking so sexy in a silk dressing gown. It would have been wrong to look down the front which gaped open slightly, showing the top of Chloe's breasts. So of course he did look.
'How are you Chloe?'
'Fine daddy. You?'
'Same. Off to college today?'
'Yep.' She took a bite of the toast from the plate in front of her.
The conversation was seemingly over. Chloe had always been a nice girl but recently she had become a bit reserved, keeping things to herself. He must ask her if she was ok soon.
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The house was quiet after Chloe and Madi had left for college. He had done all his chores and was sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee and wondering what to do. He had dressed in just shorts as it was so hot but he was still sweating.
Finishing his coffee he stood and returned to his bedroom. Slipping off his shorts he picked up his tablet and logged into his favourite adult chat site. There was normally someone naughty to chat to on there.
He reviewed the profiles of the other people logged on. Lots of guys, not many women, but then he opened the profile of a crossdresser. Deep down he knew he'd always had a thing for pretty crossdressers or trans women but had always tried to hide it. He didn't know why. He plucked up the courage and sent her a private message.
'Hi Karen. Great profile. Are you free to chat? I'm Brian.'
He waited for a minute. Thinking she was busy he was about to find someone else but then a response popped up.
'Hi Brian. Happy to chat.'
They briefly chatted, getting the usual niceties like 'how are you?' out of the way. Then the conversation turned to more sexual matters.
'So what are you into sexually, Brian?'
'Love crossdressers/trans women, of course! Also love pregnant ladies. I love the radiant look of a women heavily pregnant, her breasts lactating. Also been having naughty thoughts about my daughters. They are 18 and 20. Sorry if that is too much for you.'
'Not at all. I love daddy/daughter stuff too. And I so agree about pregnant ladies. Makes me sad that I cannot become pregnant as I'd love it.'
The chat became heavier and explored each of their innermost desires. It soon became clear that their desires were however very similar.
Karen revealed that she was aged 50, was a full time crossdresser and thinking about becoming more femme through the use of hormones and breast enhancement surgery. She had undergone electrolysis on her face and body, and had completed a course on how to change her voice to become more feminine. She didn't want to become a full women though as she wished to retain her cock, although she knew that the hormones would make it smaller. She was bisexual, but enjoying the company of men more and more the longer she dressed.
Brian admitted that he had unnatural thoughts about his daughters and how it turned him on to think of them pregnant. He even admitted that his darkest desire was to buy a remote farm and run it as a fertility harem, where women volunteer to live and become impregnated repeatedly. He knew it was fantasy but it turned him on so much.
