Sashas Daddy

*All characters shown are above 18 years*

'Man that was one heck of a sleep'. I opened my eyes slowly while stretching my legs and arms. I was in my bed, the rays of sun entering the master bedroom indicating it was well past nine. I walked towards the kitchen wearing a simple cargo pant and as I was pouring a cup of coffee my wife called out to me.

"Good morning sunshine."

Amy's smile was radiant as usual, but I could see a bit of envy hidden in her smile.

"You slept like a log huh Phil."

"Yes I did ma'am," I replied giving her a light kiss on the lips.

"I wish I could take a day off and get comfy with you in bed, but my damned manager is going to fire me if I don't finish the report from yesterday's meeting."

She said with a sigh while making a puppy face which made me chuckle.

Amanda or Amy as I call her is a woman of 5'5 height with brown hair and a slightly overweight body. The years had not been kind to her. The work stress had taken a toll on her otherwise beautiful body. With my 5'11 height and a good build, which I maintained through the daily workouts, kept me in a good shape. We looked like an odd couple though, with her looking more older than her actual age and I looking younger than her. But I still love her just like I did back in the day.

Amanda and I met in junior high and it was love at first sight. She was an average looking girl back then, but her hazelnut eyes and the radiant smile had won me many times over. It took me quite some time to finally confess to her and she immediately said yes. And eight years later we got married and a year later we had our beautiful daughter Natasha or Sasha as I call her.

Now we live in a cosy apartment in the suburbs and even though my job as a photographer is not very lucrative, Amy's work at the consultancy has been good. Her office was 5 miles from where we lived, and it was almost time for her to leave for work.

"Look on the bright side. I will do the dishes and clean the house while you can focus on your work and when you come back, a hot steamy bath will be waiting for you, a hot steamy bath with me that is," I said with a mischievous smile.

"You better keep that promise Phil."

She leaned forward pulling me into a long and passionate kiss. The effects it had on my body was undeniable. My engorged nether regions a clear giveaway.

'Today is going to be a wild night for sure,' I thought thinking about all the kinky stuff Amy does when she is in the mood.

"Get a room." An annoyed sound came from the side which brought me back from my thoughts.

"We will when I get back," came the snarky reply from my wife.

"Well good morning to you too Sasha," I said giving a small hug to my daughter.

Natasha had just come down from her room evidently annoyed at the sight of her parents making out. She wore a yellow jumper and a peach coloured pyjama that coupled with her unkempt hairdo and dark brown eyes made her look good in the morning.

"Any progress in your admission process? " Amy asked while stuffing her mouth with whatever she could.

" Not much," Sasha replied.

"Well you better put a peddle to it. I don't want you to be goofing around and missing college. "

"Aren't you already late for your office? " Sasha asked clearly avoiding the question.

"Oh my God! Look at the time. Bye honey. See you two later," Amy ran out to the garage, with her mouth still chewing on the food.

"Sheesh she is finally gone!." Sasha turned around to face me, with a wide smile spread on her face.

The sound of Amy's car driving away from the garage could be heard.

"Come on, she is your mother you could be much more considerate towards her."

"Don't care. She nags me to no end all the time. And she always hogs your time when she is home. "

"She is my wife Sasha," I replied having no idea how to reply any better.

"And I'm your daughter" She retorted.

"Is my little princess angry at your old man for not giving you attention?" I asked, while holding out my hands wide.

"I can never be mad at you dad and you're not old."

She hugged me tightly. We stood there for a moment and when I tried to break the hug, she kept hugging me tighter.

"Why do you only wear your cargo pants while you're inside the house dad?" She said breaking the hug.

"It's much more comfortable this way. Do you want me to wear a shirt along with it?"

"Definitely not."

The way Sasha replied made me realize she actually meant what she said unlike her usual half hearted answers.

"Good to know and since we are on that topic, I would also like you to know that I'm sorry for the other day. When you brought your friends over, I wasn't properly dressed, and it was very embarrassing for you," I said while scratching my head.

"Nah it's alright. You have nothing to be sorry about and I wasn't embarrassed just angry at myself."

"At yourself? Why? " I was getting confused at her reply.

"Yeah angry that I let my friends see this sexy body of yours." She said tracing her hands on my chest.

"Hahaha well good to know you still think I have a good body," I said somehow able to hide my surprise at her comment.

Even though I was surprised at her reply, this was becoming more and more familiar to me. For nearly a year the way Sasha behaved had been getting more and more complicated. Her annoyed attitude towards Amy, a few angry comments made by Sasha when me and Amy were kissing, where all part of the change seen in her.

At first, I didn't notice anything was off. But little by little, I noticed how Sasha was acting differently whenever Amy left for work. She became clingier, more outspoken, even asking me some very personal questions.

But I always felt that this was a phase she was going through and whatever it was she is still my little princess, so I didn't bother much. And her comment was the latest in the long list of things she said which I felt odd at most.

After breakfast we both retired to our rooms and I made sure to lock the room so that I could get some alone time. The morning kiss with Amy had kept my nether regions somewhat excited and the talk with Sasha only made it worse. I felt bad when my somewhat excited schlong became even more excited when Sasha said I was sexy. So, I had to fly solo, as Amy would say when I had to take care of my hard on alone.

I took my sweet time going through the pages of the porn site I frequented, jerking off to my favourite porn videos. When I was done and my dick was back to normal, I went to the couch in the living room switching on the TV to watch something to pass the time. I picked a soap opera. Watching those boring dialogues, the cliché tropes was a good way to waste your time with as little mental work as possible.

As I was watching the soap opera Sasha came out of her room towards me walking at a brisk pace. Her jump sweater and pyjama had been replaced by a red tank top and a pair of very tight yoga shorts.

Sasha was always beautiful in my eyes. Her dark brown eyes and an ample bosom which easily could be a 34C and her plump ass made her easily one of the sexiest girls in her class.

But right now, even I, as her father, could see how much she had grown over the years. The bosom hugging tank top which revealed a lacy bra underneath and her yoga shorts which couldn't hide her plump ass was making my dick react ever so earnestly. Rather than her body which was simply irresistible, what attracted my attention was her face. Her whole face was a shade red, the kind of red you get when you are excited.

She reached the couch and stood by my side. She bent down and started to hug me tightly.

Her perky breasts where now pressing against me and its effects on my body were hard to suppress.

"To what do I owe the pleasure of getting a hug," I said wryly trying to hide the excitement in my pants.

"Can't I hug my dad when I please? " She retorted. But her breathing was a bit heavy.

"Were you working out honey? "

"Yea sort of. Let's watch something interesting."

She took the remote from my hand before I could even ask what kind of exercise she was doing. She stood in between the television and me while browsing through the channels.

Was it just me or was she intently letting me check out her body, I did not know, nor did I bother?

I took the opportunity to fully appreciate the woman my sweet little daughter had grown into.

As if she knew I was done checking her out she turned around.

"Let's watch this horror film together."

"Sure, whatever you want honey."

"But what will you do if I get scared? "

"Haha! yea like that is going to happen."

"Just because I am grown up doesn't mean I won't get scared."

She pouted but somehow, I felt she stressed on the words 'grown up' more than necessary as if she was trying to make a point.

"Well, what do you want me to do? " I asked her.

"Hold me tight like you always do when I get scared."

"Yea okay. You want me to hold your hand.... "

Before I could finish, she jumped into my lap. For a split second it seemed like she was trying to put my cock between her plump ass. She leaned back onto my chest and placed the back of her head on my shoulders. Now we were both facing the television but the angle at which she leaned back allowed me to view her perky bosom with her cleavage in full display.

She took each of my hands in hers and placed them over her abdomen. We both were sitting as if I was hugging her from the back but in a sitting position.

All my senses were making me very aroused. The view of her ample cleavage, the deep scent from her hair, the touch of her skin on my chest, her hands holding mine in hers, her plump ass sitting on my semi erect dick, her long slender legs sliding over mine. It was taking all my willpower to stop myself from making a move on my own daughter.

"This brings back memories, right daddy?" She said in a seductive way.

The last part, the last word, 'Daddy' sent my semi erect dick into overdrive. My dick started pulsing energetically as if it was trying to say that it wanted the freedom it deserved. My dick was fully erect inside my cargo pants.

"Aren't you watching the film daddy? "

"Yes honey. Yes, I am," I barely managed to reply. My mind was still trying to salvage the situation.

"Um honey I was wondering, you never used to call me daddy. Only dad. Why the change all of a sudden? "

"I like daddy more."

The way she was talking kept getting more and more sexier by the second.

We stayed like that for a while. The more I didn't concentrate on the film, the more I concentrated on my own daughter laying defenceless in my laps, the more I concentrated on my Sasha the more scared I got about something regrettable happening.

"This film is quite scary."

"Yes, this is quite scary."

Every time a silly horror scene came on Sasha jumped up ever so slightly. These scenes which by normal standards wouldn't even make a helpless kid afraid was making Sasha afraid or so I wanted to believe. Every time she kept hopping on my lap slightly because she was 'afraid', Sasha was actually grinding her crotch with my swollen dick.

As I closed my eyes to prevent my mind going crazy, I didn't notice the slight movements made by my hands. My left hand was moving up from Sasha's abdomen to her breasts and my right hand was going down towards her groin.

When I noticed it, I couldn't believe what was happening. My hands which I thought were moving on their own, was in fact, being guided by another pair of hands - Sasha's hands.

By the time I could make up my mind it was already too late. My left hand was being pressed against her breast and my right hand was over her pussy, only the thin fabrics of both her tank top and yoga shorts separating my hands from her smooth skin.

"Oh my god!"

"Yikes!"

"Oohh!"

"Sheesh!"

Every time she got scared over silly stuff her hips twisted and turned on my lap a bit. And every time she did that it sent electric shocks through my dick.

Minutes passed and the situation only got worse. Sasha was simply hopping up and down on my lap. Her breath was ragged at best. Her back was resting on my chest and her hips was moving up and down regularly. She was still pressing my hands onto her breasts and her pussy, yet I couldn't move my hands. My mind was refusing to believe what was happening in front of me, but my dick begged to differ. Every movement from her hips was energizing my dick. Her soft breasts in my hand and the warmth I felt from her pussy was almost irresistible.

"This.... is really......ah-ah..... scary," her heavy breaths clearly indicating what kind of situation they were in.

"Yea baby, this...is.... sca-r-ry." I replied in between the heavy grinding my cock was undergoing.

"But it's re-re-really ahh-hh-h exciting daddy. I-I didn't think I-I-it would be this good."

"Yes, me too swe-e-e-ety. This feels real good."

I didn't know if she was talking about the film or the grinding, but I didn't care. I knew what I wanted to do and that was to fuck my little princess senselessly.

As time passed none of us knew what was happening on the television. Sasha kept dry humping me and we were both at our limits.

'Fuck, here goes everything' I thought and for the first time I moved my fingers. My left hand squeezing the nipple of her right breast and the middle fingers of my right hand pushing into her pussy. Even though we were separated by the thin fabric of our clothes, that slight touch was all that we needed to climax.

Sasha suddenly went into a spasm leaning back even more into my chest than before. It was as if she was trying to push her body into mine and I was also slightly raising my hips and lifting her up. We both knew what it meant to each other. While I was cumming so hard into my boxers, she was having the orgasms of a lifetime.

"Mmhmmmhmm ah ah ah yes hmmmm."

She was murmuring as the climax overwhelmed her. She went limp for a while, her pussy juices slowly coming out through the fabric and onto my lap.

We both stayed there for some time. I was unable to come to terms with what just happened while she slowly raised her plump ass from my lap. It was done in a way to help me see the results of the event. Her yoga shorts we're sticking to her ass more and a wetness could be seen all over it.

"That was a good fu- I mean film, a good film,"she said looking at me with a satisfied look.

I was too dazed to know whether the film was over or not, but I replied anyway.

"Yea it was honey."

" We should do this in the near future, watching a film together that is."

"Yes, we should," I was slowly getting back from the daze.

"Thanks for taking care of me DADDY."

And even before I could reply she placed a kiss on my cheeks, or so I wanted to believe. The kiss was more on the lips than on my cheeks. It was a short kiss, but the sensation was electrifying at the least.

She walked back to her room, slowly swinging her plump ass from one side to the other in a sensual way and closed the door after entering her room.

I stayed there on the couch for a bit longer trying to put together the gravity of things that just transpired.

"Fuck my life!" I cursed at myself realizing the gravity of the situation.

But little did I know in the coming days that's exactly what I would be doing over and over -- Fuck.