I'll never forget the first time me and my father committed incest together.
Yes, my biological father.
I know it sounds ridiculous, but this happened.
It finally happened.
My parents had just split, and I was living at home.
My dad started drinking pretty hard and was in a deep depression.
He adores my mother, but she left us for someone else.
I was glad it happened.
I always resented her for the way she treated daddy.
It killed me to see him like this.
He's my dad, and I love him more than anyone.
After all, there's no greater bond than that between a father and a daughter, and my plan
was to prove that.
With mom gone and me single and dad all alone and depressed, I decided to take matters into
my own hands.
I decided to replace my mom.
Here's the thing.
These feelings weren't new to me even before they'd split.
I'd always been into some nasty shit, and once I accidentally stumbled upon incest
porn on my dad's computer, I was hooked.
Disgusted at first, but so turned on at the same time, and from then on, my sick incestuous
fantasy spiraled.
I couldn't get enough of how hot it is, how wrong it is.
Family members having sex?
It makes me so wet.
Knowing my dad watches it, too, just turned me on more and filled me with such filthy
thoughts.
Maybe it runs in the family.
Anyway, I'll never forget it.
It was a Friday night, and my dad was passed out drunk.
I had no plans.
I was touching myself to some daddy-daughter porn, a really nasty verbally fucked up one,
and I couldn't take it.
My pussy was so wet from the filthy things they were saying in the porn.
This was the night.
This was happening.
I was so nervous.
I was really gonna do this.
I couldn't believe it.
I stripped down to my bra and panties, checked myself out in the mirror, took a deep breath,
and off I went.
I snuck into my father's bedroom, slipped under the covers.
I just laid there a while at first, so nervous and terrified.
I was about to attempt to have sex with my own dad.
It felt like a dream.
My heart was pounding.
What if he only liked the porn or the roleplay and not the real thing?
What if he says no?
What if he's disgusted by me?
What if he's disgusted by real incest?
Fuck it.
I want this to happen.
I need this to happen.
I have for so long, I'm in love with him.
As twisted as that is, I'm in love with my dad.
Think I always have been.
He made me.
He raised me.
He taught me how to ride a bike, how to do good in school.
How to be a lady, everything.
He made me who I am.
So here I am.
I reached down slowly and slipped my hand under his pajama bottoms and started rubbing his
cock.
It got hard so quickly and it was so big.
I slid down to his balls, the very balls I came from, and it felt so wrong that I was
doing this, massaging them.
But there was no going back now.
I could feel him start to stir and moan a little.
He began to wake up.
He immediately pushed my hand away and began freaking out.
He was so shocked, protesting in a disgusted yet confused and tired voice.
Stop it, dad.
Listen to me.
I've seen your porn collection.
I've seen what's on your laptop.
There's so much father-daughter incest porn on your computer, it's disgusting.
And on mine too.
Don't act like you don't want this, dad.
We both want this.
Let's not kid ourselves.
Please, dad, please let me.
I love you and I'm sick of seeing you sad and alone since mom left.
Let me take her place, daddy.
Let me be your woman.
It's only right I'm the next thing closest to mom you can have if I even look like her.
And I'm right here in the same house.
I belong to you, daddy.
You made me.
I'm yours.
I think I was born to be yours.
Daddy couldn't say a word.
He was speechless and in shock.
Still half awake, trying to wrap his head around all this.
He simply moaned as I made my way down, pulled down his pajama bottoms and run my lips and
tongue over his cock down to his balls.
He kept his eyes closed with a mixture of shame, guilt, and incestual lust.
I could see it.
It was the same look on my face.
Look at me, dad.
I want you to watch this.
Watch your own daughter suck your cock.
If we're going to do this, we're going to do it all the way.
No eyes closed.
Watch this happen, dad.
With that, I began sucking my father's cock, looking up at him while I did it, feeling
it go in and out of my mouth, grabbing his hips and pulling him down my throat.
It felt so wrong and nasty.
I've never been more turned on in my life.
This was happening.
We were crossing a line no father and daughter should ever cross.
No actual incest.
I kissed and licked my way up my father's body from his balls to his cock, up his belly,
his big manly chest to his neck, and then there I was face to face with my dad.
We locked eyes and I sat there a minute just staring until I leaned in and began making
out with him.
It was so sensual, so deliciously taboo, so surreal.
Father and daughter locked in a forbidden kiss.
We made out with me on top of him as I grabbed his cock and lined it up against my tight
wet hole.
He grabbed me and told me that once we do this, we can never go back.
I know, dad, there's no going back from this.
This is incest.
Everything will change.
I looked right into my father's eyes with lust as I sank down onto his cock, never breaking
eye contact, watching his face twist with guilty pleasure as I did it.
He gasped like it was his first time as he felt his cock sliding ever so slowly into
his own daughter's tight, wet cunt.
My eyes closed and my mouth open until that out of moan as my own dad slid into me.
I loved watching his face as it changed from guilt and disgust to pure, forbidden lust.
Oh, dad, that's it.
Fuck me.
Fuck your daughter.
I was bouncing up and down on my daddy's lap just like I used to when I was younger, but
this time it was different.
This time it was more than a horsey ride.
It was something that no father and daughter should ever do.
I heard daddy mumble something as we fucked.
What did you say?
Talk dirty?
You want me to be nasty, daddy?
Oh my God, I knew you were like me.
Oh, I'll be nasty, all right.
I'll be absolutely filthy for you.
I'll be your filthy little girl, daddy.
But first, let me get on my back so you can fuck me and look into my eyes as I say nasty
things to you.
I want daddy to be in charge.
Okay, that's better.
Now fuck me, dad.
Fuck your own daughter.
Do it.
Come on, dad.
Fucking do it.
Oh, fuck.
Oh, yes.
Oh my God.
Dad is fucking me.
You're fucking me, dad.
You're fucking your own daughter, your own flesh and blood.
Oh, do you know how wrong and disgusting this is, dad?
This is incest, real, actual, legitimate incest.
We're actually related.
We're family.
Oh, fuck.
I'm committing incest with my biological father.
This is so sick, but I love it.
I love how wrong this is.
I could tell my dirty talk was getting my dad close and I couldn't get enough.
I tried to think of the most perverse things I could say to finish him off, just like in
the porn I'd seen, just like in the porn my dad watched.
That's it, dad.
Look at me in the eyes as we commit incest together as father and daughter, as we commit
this forbidden, disgusting act.
Imagine if anyone knew what we were doing, daddy.
We'd be shunned.
We'd go to jail, and that's what makes this even hotter for me, dad, but no one will ever
know.
No one will ever find out.
No one would expect a thing.
All the people who know us, no one believes something like this could actually happen.
Fuck, I love how wrong it is, daddy.
This isn't wrong enough.
I want to take it even further.
I want to take it all the way as far as we can go.
Oh, yes.
Fuck, yes.
This is so disgusting and wrong.
You're my father.
You made me, and now you're fucking me, fucking me in the same bed I was conceived in.
You made me in this bed, dad.
You created me in this bed, and now you're committing incest with the daughter you made
in this bed.
We're having incest in you and mom's marital bed.
Oh, you like when I use that naughty word, dad?
Incest?
Then fucking do it, dad.
Commit incest with me.
Be disgusting with me.
Come on me.
I want to be covered in my father's sperm, the same sperm that made me.
I want to taste it.
I want to taste that forbidden seed.
I want to taste what made me.
Oh, my little brothers and sisters, shoot them on my face.
Oh, daddy, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh, so wrong, so beautiful and wrong and delicious.
Oh, my God, he was doing it.
Rope after rope of the same sperm that created me were spurting out all over my face.
Yes.
Sweet.
Incestuous seed.
He emptied himself and his own child and fell back on the bed.
We lay there in shock and exhaustion, father and daughter, at what we just done.
My own father's sperm was dripping down my face.
I looked him in the eyes as I scooped it into my mouth.
I was tasting my dad.
I was tasting our incest.
I couldn't believe that it had actually happened.
A wave of shame and guilt came over me as I realized what I'd done, the disgusting things
I said and did.
It was sick.
It was wrong.
It was everything I ever wanted.
I said, fuck it.
I want this.
I want this forever.
And dad does, too.
Fuck what people think.
Me and my father are in love.
Fuck what society says.
Each family shows love in a different way.
I don't care if people don't understand us.
We fell asleep holding each other.
I kissed him and said, I love you, dad.
So I dozed off.
I've taken my mother's place in my father's bed ever since and nothing has ever been the
same.
And if you think this was wrong, you'll never guess what happened next.
I'm so lucky.
Society really is everything.