This is the story of my daughter...and what she did to me. She had just turned 18, and was growing up to be quite a looker. I just knew she was the most popular girl in school...and I had found evidence that she was now sexually active. You know...used condom in the toilet.
I am a writer and I work from home, so one day I hear the mail fall in through the slot and I go pick it up. A bunch of bills and junk mail, with one letter addressed to me. No return address. I open it and find about a dozen colour snapshots. I look at the first one and almost fall down. I go sit down at the desk, and throw the pictures face down on top of it. I cannot believe what I had just seen. It was my daughter, Cheryl, naked, her legs spread apart with her fingers spreading her pussy lips for the camera.
I did not know what to do. Do I keep looking...or should I just throw them out. Who would send me this? Reluctantly I pick up the snapshots again and slowly go through them. The second pic is even more disturbing, it has Cheryl staring at the camera with a swollen cock in her mouth obviously having the time of her life. I want to stop....but I also want to go on. I move around in my chair and notice that I have a raging hard on. Shocked and angry with myself I put the pictures down again. I need time to think. So I walk up to the bedroom, with the pictures and lie down on the bed. I close my eyes and think.
But only one thing keeps popping up in my mind...Cheryl's luscious lips around that thick cock...and suddenly my cock is hard again. Hating myself I pick up the pictures and go through them, each picture almost worst than the previous one. One of them has the cock cumming all over her face, and that kinda pushes me over the top...I unzip my jeans and wrap my hand around my swollen member. I start to stroke myself...looking at the pictures...when suddenly the bedroom door opens and there is Cheryl. Shocked I try to hide the pics and quickly zip up my jeans.
"What are you doing, dad?
"Nothing. Get out...don't you know how to knock?" trying to sound angry, but unable not to notice that she is wearing a tiny short skirt, and a thin top with no bra.
She walks into the room and looks at the pics I had thrown on the floor.
"Daddy...what were you doing?"
"Nothing"
"Did you like those pictures, Daddy? Were you stroking your cock with those pics?" she asks innocently.
I am shocked at the language and do not know what to say. She walks up to me and sits down on the bed. She looks at the bulge in my pants and a smirk appears on her face.
"I know who sent those, Daddy"
"Who?"
"I did" she answers with a twinkle in her eye, and she proceeds to unzip my jeans and slip her hand inside, wrapping it around my thick shaft.
"This is wrong Cheryl....you cannot do this...it's wrong."
"Who says...do you really want me to stop?" she replies as she begins to stroke it.
I am torn. This feels so good...but is so wrong. But before I have time to answer she decides for me. She pulls out my cock and wraps her lips around it.
I moan out loud.
"You like this don't you? You taste so good...." when suddenly I cum in her mouth. She swallows every last drop and stands up and begins to strip.
"You are not too old to get hard again, are you daddy?"
She is fully undressed and the sight of her young naked body makes me hard again.
