Cybering over the internet can be a dangerous game. On the one hand, it is all a game, where strangers who will never meet come together to share erotic fantasies, often telling lies, and having the safest "sex" imaginable. On the other hand, the two people involved are both very real, and the intimacy of sharing one's most powerful sexual desires with an enthusiastic and passionate partner is playing with fire - the temptation to take it real may become too difficult to resist. This is the story of how finding Marie, the sexiest chat partner I ever had led to taking the hottest, most passionate, real risk I have taken in my life.
I met Marie in person for the first time at a park in a small town in southern Wisconsin. Neither of us lived there or knew anyone there, but it was a reasonable drive for both of us, which made it perfect. I recognized her right away from the many photos she had sent me over the internet over the previous couple months. She was petite, about 5'2" and a 110 pounds, with dark curly hair, blue eyes and a cute little nose, as well as a shy smile that lit up when she looked at me. I have dark hair and gray eyes, she looked like she really could have been my daughter.
"Hello darling, you are even more beautiful in person than in your photos," I said with a smile, and I meant it. Marie was 24, which was almost 20 years younger than I am, and she looked like she could have been 18. Her eyes sparkled with life and mischief, and her smile was radiant. I let my eyes wander down her tight young body, looking at her perky little B cup breasts, and the smooth, toned thighs beneath her white shorts. I thought about the tight little pussy between her perfect legs, and how my cock would feel inside it if things went as planned, and my cock shot down the side of one of my legs, rock hard at the thought. I was as horny as I had ever been in my life, and had been hard most of the drive down, thinking about Marie.
"Thank you, Daddy," Marie said with a smile as she looked me up and down, "you look even better than your photos as well." I'm 42, but don't look it, no grey hair yet, and I have a solidly muscular body, 5'10" with a powerful chest and narrow waist.
"How about a hug for your Daddy," I said, and held my arms open. She stepped into my embrace, and squeezed me tightly as I wrapped my muscular arms around her. Marie's petite young body felt wonderful, especially when she pressed her tight little tummy up against the bulge in my pants.
"Mmmmm, Daddy" she said coquettishly as she ground against my erection and smiled up at me. "I can tell you really are glad to see your little daughter. Have you really been saving up for me like you promised?"
I smiled back at Marie, as I slipped a hand down to her perfect little ass, and pulled her tighter against my crotch. "I haven't cum in over a week darling, and Daddy's balls are swollen with cum for my sexy daughter. Just another few hours and I'm going to be burying my cock in you, and just flooding your ovulating little pussy with my sperm." I felt Marie shiver with excitement at my words, and quickly bent my head down to kiss her on her lips. I pushed at her lips with the tip of my tongue, and she immediately opened her lips wide and thrust her tongue into my mouth as we kissed passionately and rubbed our bodies against each other.
After a few minutes we broke the kiss while staying in our tight embrace. Marie looked up at me and said in a small, throaty voice: "Oh Daddy, I'm not sure I can wait a few hours. I get so horny when I'm ovulating, I've been wet for hours thinking about you, and thinking about your hot little swimmers filling me up has me on the verge of cumming right now."
"Mmmm, darling, I want to bend you over that picnic table and take you right now, so bad I can't stand it. But we did agree on our little game, and we need to play it out first."
"Are your sure, Daddy? Can't I change your mind?" Marie asked as she dropped her hand down to massage my cock, not paying attention to other people in the park or the cars passing on the roadway a hundred feet away.
"Grabbing your Daddy's cock in public are you?" I asked in a mock stern voice, still smiling and looking in Marie's eyes. "Well, you're going to get just what a bad little daughter deserves. Daddy's big, hard, thick cock stuck up your little pussy, then fucked hard and knocked up. Now you better do as you're told or you'll be getting a spanking too."
Marie smiled and taunted me in reply as she continued to rub my cock through my pants. "You sure a big talker, Daddy, but how about some action instead?"
My only reply was a laugh, and to slap her little butt. "You'll get what's cumming to you, you just wait." I said, as I broke our embrace, while keeping my arm around her little waist. I started walking her towards her car, and said "follow me to the resort, we can leave your car there while I check in, and then off for dinner."
We had met in an incest roleplaying chat room on the internet a couple of months before, and knew we liked the same things right from the start, just from our choice of names. I was under my favorite name, "daddy_knocks_up_daughter" and she entered the room as "ovulating_young_daughter." We enjoyed the exact same fantasy, as we quickly found out. Both of us enjoyed the age play, both of us enjoyed the forbidden thrill of pretending to break the incest taboo, but what really made us hot was the impregnation part.
The urgent desire for sex without birth control goes to some primal, ancient part of my brain. This desire that is almost taboo in our contraceptive society has a strong physical manifestation as well, even when just fantasizing about it I cum twice as heavily than otherwise, and my cum becomes a thick, white cream. And then I want to go again right away. As a responsible adult the opportunity to act on my desire doesn't come along very often. My previous girlfriend also enjoyed taking the chance, but we didn't dare take it too often, and since she was my age, the chances were minimal anyway.
Marie shared my passion, there was nothing more erotic for her than the idea of getting pumped full of sperm and conceiving. She had been dating an older man, but he did not want any more children, and grew uncomfortable when she called him "Daddy," particularly when others could hear. Our chat ignited when we found out that we had the exact same fantasy, and we quickly reached the place where we were chatting or talking on the phone every night. When I suggested a fun way for us to take it real, she was nervous, as was I, but we agreed that with a mutual desire that was so strong, it would be a shame not to take the risk.
We drove to the resort, and I checked us in as father and daughter. We then drove to our secluded cabin, overlooking a lake, and Marie wanted to go inside and check the place out. I knew we would never make it out again that night if we did, and decided that I wanted to raise the heat a little higher by playing out her fantasy, extending the foreplay. So she got in my car, and I drove us to a three star restaurant that I had found on the internet. Unusually good for a small town, it survived by catering to the needs of the wealthy tourists coming up from Chicago for vacations.
The valet opened Marie's door for her, and she made sure he heard her say "This restaurant looks just wonderful, Daddy." And that set the tone for the whole delicious dinner. Getting our table, ordering a fine bottle of cabernet sauvignon, getting the appetizers, the lobster main course, and the dessert, she kept talking to me as her daddy, where the hostess, waitress and nearby couples could overhear. As I was talking to my lovely daughter who had just finished college. The hardest part for me was hiding my continual erection for my daughter, and she didn't make any easier for me: rubbing her legs up against mine, running her hand along my inner thigh, leaning over so I could see her cleavage. My cock throbbed with excitement the whole dinner, at her touch, at the naughty game we were playing, and at the thought of how I would soon be pumping long streams of my seed into her fertile and ready young womb.
"Thank you the delicious meal, Daddy," Marie said as I finished. "I don't know when I've ever had better."
I leaned into her as we walked out the door and whispered into her ear "Oh, don't worry, you'll be paying me back the rest of the night, with your legs spread. And frequent helpings of a nice warm cream sauce for your special dessert." She giggled in reply and took my hand.
