It was my daughter's birthday today. 18, the big one. She's looking forward to college, moving out, and becoming an adult. We are so happy and proud of her. But as I watched her celebrate, I felt a little sad. My sweetheart had grown into a beautiful woman and was going to leave the nest and fly. And for some reason, I just couldn't accept that.
My daughter is the cutest little thing, platinum blonde hair that goes past her shoulders, 5'2, green eyes, B cup breasts and the most adorable plum bottom. Even though she wanted to go to college, her mother and I knew she would become a model. I couldn't take my eyes off of her the entire day as she celebrated her birthday. She reminded me so much of her mother. I could feel the incredible lust I felt growing, the same that grew when I met my wife for the first time.
I can't sleep. Everyone else has went to bed for the night, and even though I'm tired, I can't seem to drift. My wife is asleep beside me, snoring. God, it's fucking annoying. I get up slowly, stretch, and start walking the hallway. Maybe I'll feel sleepy after taking some time to myself to think. All I could think about was my daughter. My innocent, sweet, vulnerable, virgin daugh- No! I won't think like that. It's not right for a father to...?
I was so deep in my thoughts I hadn't realized I was standing at my daughter's bedroom door. It was slightly open, so I swiftly went in and closed it behind me. "Sweetheart?"
I whispered, praying she wouldn't respond. All I could hear was her quiet breathing, sound asleep. My shoulders relaxed, thank goodness she's a quick and sound sleeper. I walked over to her bedside trailing my hand across her waist and her shoulders.
She looked so peaceful and happy. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on her forehead. A slight smile grew on her lips. "Mmm hehe, tiiiiickles.." she cooed, snugging into her covers. She's so cute I couldn't take any more. I lifted her covers and gently got into bed beside her. She wiggled around a little, but still asleep. Instinctively, she reached out and hugged me close, and snuggled into my chest.
I missed this... It's nice to be held, to feel wanted, needed. Usually my wife will fart and turn over in her sleep. But my daughter is unknowingly reaching out for me, keeping me close. I could feel my heart melting. I kissed the top of my daughter's head and held her in my arms. Her hair smells so nice, like peaches and lavender. Her breasts were pressing against my stomach. I decided to be greedy and reach down slowly and grab a handful of her prefect cute ass. And then I realized, my cock has been rock hard all this time.
It was poking through my pajamas and pressing against her leg. I would LOVE to sleep like this but if my daughter woke up with her father bearing down on her with a monster erection, she would panic. I knew I had to leave and get back to my own bed, but she was hugging me tightly, I couldn't get away without waking her.
My heartbeat quickened, how do I get out of this? Maybe I should just spring out of bed and run? I'll be out the door before she even realizes. No that's dumb, she'll just jolt awake, afraid. Fuck, she clings so tight, must be a habit from all the stuffed animals she buys. It is nice though, she looks so peaceful.
I held my breath and reached up and slowly pushed down on her shoulders. Inch by inch I worked her arms from around me. Once she was low enough I was going to slip right out and leave. But, as I gently pushed her off of me lower and lower, my cock was rubbing against her. From her leg, to her waist, to her stomach. I froze, her arms were around my waist now. I hadn't thought this through, what am I gonna do about my legs? If I accidentally bump my knee against her she would definitely wake up, or worse I could hurt her by mistake.
Fuck fuck what do I do? My cock was inches from her face. Her mouth was slightly open as she breathed faintly. My heart was racing, and my cock was throbbing as a certain thought filled my head.
