DAD
In one of the best bad idea's I've ever had I'm taking my beautiful daughter to Europe for a little R&R and as a reward for her making honor roll all through high school and getting into a very nice college on full scholarship. The least I could do is spend a couple thousand dollars on her as she's just saved me tens of thousands in tuition costs.
I woke up the day before our departure with a smile on my face thinking of the plans I have for our trip, the museums, the sights, sounds, tastes of the cities, and the amazing hotels. I looked over at my wife and my mind drifted. Kristin, my 18 year old daughter, is the spitting image of my wife. That's also the age we met, got pregnant and got married. My wife is just as hot now and just as much of a tiger in bed. Even after almost 20 years she's still the most adventurous, erotic and amazing fuck I've ever had.
Karen my wife and I have tried to bring our daughter up as an open objective caring self-aware woman. Part of this was openness about sex. I know Kristin has seen both my wife and I naked many times, sneaking peeks and also just the nature of our close nit family. Recently we had to tell Kristin to maybe think twice about nude sunbathing by our back yard pool. Actually Karen brought it up, I was completely ok with it. Kristin has also taken to wearing less and less around the house, seemed to have started when I told her about the upcoming father/daughter trip almost a month ago.
I've never been really into the dad/daughter porn or fantasies. Though incest isn't something I'm opposed to as long as it's consentual. My sister and I fooled around plenty as kids and my wife has a long running relationship with her brother dating back to when they were teenagers. My experience with my sister has given me decades of jack off material. So, when my little girl started looking and acting a lot more like a woman, I did get a few pangs of family lust.
Kristin has always been one to shed as many clothes as possible and hang around the house. She was always in panties and tank tops at home. In fact, that was her uniform on weekends. It's been bringing a smile to my face watching her very nicely developed ass with her little cotton panties working their way up between her butt cheeks. Or when I get home and she bounds into the kitchen to say hello. More often than not lately she's not wearing a bra and her nipples are hard when she greets daddy home. I have to say I love her throwing her arms around my neck and the kiss on the cheek as I wrap my arm around her little waist feeling the bare skin of her hip as the tank top rides up. She's baby soft and I can't help but give her a little caress. Kristin always moves in a little closer when I do that. The other little torture she's been giving me is those panties. She doesn't wear anything particularly sexy, except she's had them for years and the material is worn thin, and the waistband is loose. I get more than a few "unintential" peeks at my little girls pussy. Her wispy little bush shows through a few pair, and they all seem to fall lower and lower on her hips.
Today was going to be one of those days that will define then next couple weeks. My wife got up for work, I drove her across town to the train. I have the luxury of being a consultant and working from home if I want and today I wanted to. As my wife was hurrying out the door to our car I walked past our daughters room and peeked in to see if she was up. As I cracked the door open I got a wonderful sight. Kristin was laying there on her back, her thin tank top had ridden up exposing the bottom of her breast, with the nipple almost poking out, and her panties were off. Unfortunately the sheet was between her legs, but I had a clean view of my little girl's naked side from her breast to her right foot. No tan lines I thought....hmmm. I closed the door quietly and with a little stir in my jeans I headed out to shuttle my wife off to work.
It's a 30 min round trip from our house to the train and back. I left at 8am, stopped at the Starbucks addiction station, got gas and headed back. It was now 9:00am. If my little girl wasn't up and already packing and getting her stuff ready for tomorrows flight I was going to have to go back into her room and wake her from her naked slumber My mind kept working over the possibilities of how to do that without ogling my baby girl.
I came through the front door making as much "normal" noise as possible, hopefully waking sleeping beauty, if she wasn't already up. I went by her room and the door was open but she wasn't in the bed. A mix of a little relief, and a little disappointment washed over me. Going through the house, I didn't hear the shower going, and she wasn't in her bathroom. I was starting to wonder where she was. My question was answered as I looked out the kitchen windows to the back yard pool. Apparently she thought I was working at the office today. There was my incredibly sexy daughter sprawled out naked face up on the side of the pool sunning her self in the warm morning sun.
KRISTIN
I woke up the day before our trip to Europe and lay in bed with my eyes closed. I can't believe that daddy is really taking me to Europe! I've been dreaming about this trip for so long, I thought it would never arrive. I could hear my mom scurrying around getting ready for work. She's always running late and the noise usually wakes me. I stretched my arms and legs and arched my back, accidentally pulling my covers partially off my body. I only had on one of my old worn tank tops. I haven't been wearing panties to sleep in case i wake up and decide that I need to rub my pussy, which is almost every night.
As strange as it seems, my dad has been in many of my daydreams. I never thought of him in a sexual way when I was growing up. He was just my dad. Someone who would always love me and help me be the best person I could be. One day about a year ago, I came in from sunbathing in one of my smaller bikinis. I like to sunbathe nude but my mom thought that it wasn't such a good idea. So if I couldn't be nude, I would just wear as little as possible. Anyway, when I came inside that day my dad was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper and drinking coffee. I climbed into his lap innocently and gave him a kiss on the cheek like I usually do. As I talked to him, I felt his dick grow hard against my leg. It took me by surprise that he would get excited about his daughter, but I suppose the bikini was too much for him.
It suddenly occurred to me what a handsome man he is. For an older man, he's in great shape and has a really nice thin, but muscular body. I began striving for his attention, prancing around the house in my panties. This was nothing new, but I began acting especially flirty with him. I always made sure that when I gave him a hug or a kiss, that some part of my exposed skin touched his.