When I was thirteen I started noticing my daddy in a different way. The way he walked, talked, and even slept seemed to become more sexy to me than ever. It was when I was 16 and I had my first boyfriend, that I decided no man was grateful enough to take my innocence except my daddy.
I knew he would never do it, but I always tried to be more sexy when he would see me. I started dressing in tight little clothes and sometimes just some underwear. I noticed he would watch me as I walked down the halls a little more.
When I turned 18, I knew I could finally get what I wanted. But I had to plan it out perfectly...
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I was 15 when I had my daughter, Shy. Her mother and I had hooked up once, and the next thing I knew, I'm a dad. It happened way too fast, and the mother took off the day she gave birth to Shy. I had raised Shy by myself and I love her more than anything.
When my daughter turned 15, I started noticing her developing curves, I didn't think anything of it, because I knew it was natural. But it was when she turned 16, I really couldn't keep my eyes off her. She has beautiful, size C boobs, curvy hips, tight abs, and a plump butt. I tried not to think of her but I couldn't help it. But I knew I couldn't act on these thoughts, that would be wrong.
When she turned 18, I thought about trying to seduce her, tie her up or something, but the thought of her reaction always stopped me....
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I had planned on a Friday night, my daddy always sits at home and watches TV until he passes out. I am usually out with friends, but tonight was going to be a surprise.