Tina came home from college. Slamming the door of her bedroom, she fell onto her bed with tears streaming from her eyes. I was dozing off in the chair and was startled by the slamming of the door. "Tina is that you?"
Coming to the bottom of the stairs I listened and heard her sobbing. Climbing the stairs I entered her room to find her lying on the bed, her eyes red from crying. Taking her in my arms and cuddling her to my chest, I asked, "What is it, love?"
She told me it had been parents Day at school and she was the only one without one that day. Her mother had been involved in a car crash a month ago and never regained consciousness. She moved closer to me feeling safe. I didn't know she liked the smell of my after shave.
Laying down next to my daughter, I took her in my arms again. She snuggled up to me, her crying subsiding. We talked for ten minutes about school. Then she laid her head on my chest and fell asleep. Looking at my daughter, I realized she was turning in to a woman. She had developed a lovely pair of breasts that were rising and falling as she slept. I could feel them pressed into my side. They were very firm. Her leg had been placed across mine and I could see her thigh. It was long and tapered. She was 18 and promised to turn into a carbon copy of my wife very soon. Reluctantly I moved her from me as I had to go to the bathroom. Looking back in on my way downstairs I noticed her skirt was tangled around her waist. She was tossing and turning. It gave me a glimpse of her panties, pink with small flowers dotted over them. I saw the cleft of her sex as her legs were parted with a few stray hairs trapped under the band of her knickers. "My god, she looked so sexy!" Her panties were pulled tight and I could clearly see the bulge of her pubic hair and a dark shadow where it stopped short from the waistband. I felt my prick rise in my shorts.
"Christ!" I said to myself "This is my own daughter!"
Feeling guilty I left the room and went to prepare tea.
Tina came down some time later wearing just an extra-large baggy T shirt. She had showered after her nap and was feeling better. Crossing to me, she gave me a long full kiss on the lips.
"You're the best Dad in the world," she said and hugged me. She sat opposite me, eating. I noticed she had no bra on. Her nipples were hard and pink and showing through the flimsy material. I thought, "Damn! I'm thinking of her again in the wrong way." I had always had a very full sexual relationship with my wife, making love with her at least once every day. I missed it now.
I went to the patio and sat down. "Christ! It's so muggy," I thought, sweat forming on my back.
"We're in for a storm tonight," I called out to Tina. I could see the dark clouds forming in the distance. "I'm off for a bath," I added and went into the living room. Tina was sitting on the floor watching TV, her legs bent and was resting her chin on her knees. "My god!" I screamed to myself. I could see her pussy.
I almost ran from the room as my prick grew into full erection. Going into the bathroom, I turned the taps on to drown the lewd thoughts that were entering my head. It was no good. I was going to have to relieve myself. Taking my clothes off, I looked into the full size mirror. My rampant prick stood out straight. All 8 inches of it. Taking it in my hand I started to slowly rub it. Pictures of my sexy daughter took over my mind. As the picture of her full pussy flashed in my memory, I imagined myself running my fingers through the bushy jungle of her sex. I could wait no longer. I came, spurt after spurt of my sperm shot onto the mirror, leaving a trail as it slid down the polished surface.
I was a 43-year-old father thinking of sex with his daughter. I felt ashamed. I was so confused. After cleaning up my mess, I got into the bath and tried to take my mind off her by thinking what was on the agenda tomorrow.
When got out of the bath, I put my robe on and went to bed. I was awakened by a clap of thunder almost an hour later. Getting up, I shut my window. The air seemed cooler now.
Looking in my daughter's room I noticed her window was open. Crossing the room in the darkness, I closed it. On my way out a flash of lightning lit the room. For a brief second I saw my daughter. She was sprawled across the bed totally nude!
I went out into the hall and put the landing light on. Going into her room again and leaving her bedroom door partly closed, I approached her bed. Kneeling down, I could see in the available light the outline of my darling daughter. Moving closer made me see every detail. Her proud breasts stood erect, her legs thrown open exposing her hairy pussy for my inspection. I was in turmoil. Should I touch her and let her know what I was thinking?
NO! I got up and walked to the door, closing it gently so as not to wake her.
I lay in bed disgusted with myself. But the thoughts stayed with me and my prick started to respond. I tried to ignore it but to no avail. Soon I was jerking off again with my lovely naked daughter dancing prominently on my mind.
Some minutes later I lay spent and was dozing off when a huge clap of thunder rattled the house. I heard a scream. It was Tina. She came running into my room.
"Dad, Dad, wake up!" she shook me awake. She had put on her robe, a short one that just barely covered her bum. "My window's smashed," she said.
I went to inspect the damage. A branch had snapped in the high winds and fell through her window. The rain had soaked her room, the wind forcing it into every corner. The bed was soaked. Another clap of thunder vibrated the window frames. Tina flung herself at me. "Can I sleep in your room tonight, Dad? This scares me."
What else can I do? I could not expect her to sleep in her rain soaked room. And I could see that the storm was scaring her.
"OK. Come on," I said.
Putting a hand on her shoulder I led her to my bedroom. She went over to her mom's side of the bed and got in. She had been in this bed lots of times as a child. When she had covered herself with my blanket she took of her robe and put it on the bottom of the bed. MY GOD! my eyes grew wide. SHE'S GOING TO SLEEP NAKED! Sliding down the bed, she pulled the sheet up to her chin and waited for me to get into bed.
My heart was pounding. Could I last the night without touching this lovely naked young goddess lying beside me? She turned to look at me and said, "I really love you, Dad. Thank you." She kissed me, turned over and made herself into a ball then fell asleep.
An hour passed and the storm had died. The only noise I could heard was Tina's breathing, soft and regular, and my wildly pounding heart. I sat up and leaned on my arm to look at her again. She had turned to lie on her back which caused the blanket to drop down, thus exposing her breasts. I kissed her forehead, fighting with myself from touching her fist-sized beasts. She murmured something and smiled in her sleep. I had to kiss her properly, just once, I kidded myself. Leaning over, my lips brushed hers gently. Then a bit harder. Her sleeping body stirred but did not wake. My tongue was in her mouth which had opened as I kissed her the first time. I noticed her small nipples growing. Her breasts were rising a bit faster now. She started to kiss me back, though still asleep. I felt much bolder by now. I reached my hand out and slid them over her gorgeous breasts. Oh, how firm they felt! I massaged them, pulling the nipples gently. She turned to me and draped a leg over mine. Sliding it up and down, it made contact with my rampant hard on. I shuddered, lowering my hand to the sweet valley between her thighs. Her hair was matted with the sex juices that flowed from her tight little pussy. My finger found her slit and gently rubbed my finger into the narrow cleft.
I could not believe she was still asleep. I placed her hand on my prick, molding her hand around it. She was moving it up and down, jerking me off. I could feel her breasts on my chest, moving against the hairs had made them hard. I kissed her more passionately and, at first, she responded, but then she woke up with a start.
"DADDY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" she cried out, moving to the edge of the bed and reaching for her robe, shocked at what her 43-year-old father was doing to her.
"I'm so sorry, darling," I tried to think of something to say. "I miss your mom, too. We used to have sex so regularly, and with your body nude against mine I was so turned on and imagined you were her. Can you forgive me?"
