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Comments: This is a frist time effort...I may do another chapter if there is demand! Sorry about the formatting

Story_codes: M/f, Dad/Daughter/Mild Incest

Story_intro: I have been lusting after my daughter Laura since she was about 12 I suppose. That was when I first noticed she was turning into a horny    young woman. We had been shopping for Christmas presents, and as we walked out of Marks and Spencers, I saw a teenage boy watch as she    walked past him, his eyes glued to what had suddenly become a really cute arse..."wow, when did that happen?" I thought to myself. I surrupticiously checked her out for myself over the course of therest of the day. She was indeed a sight to be seen. A fresh, natural complexion, dark hair cut into a bob, a pair of what must have been even then 34b tits...and that arse...the way her jeans fit, they were so tight you just wanted to put your tongue there. 





Just One Night, ch 1

Written by Elteluk24


	I have been lusting after my daughter Laura since she was about 12 I suppose. That was when I first noticed she was turning into a horny young woman. We had been shopping for Christmas presents, and as we walked out of Marks and Spencers, I saw a teenage boy watch as she walked past him, his eyes glued to what had suddenly become a really cute arse..."wow, when did that happen?" I thought to myself. I surrupticiously checked her out for myself over the course of the rest of the day. She was indeed a sight to be seen. A fresh, natural complexion, dark hair cut into a bob, a pair of what must have been even then 34b tits...and that arse...the way her jeans fit, they were so tight you just wanted to put your tongue there and....""Woah....can`t think of her like that..she`s your daughter!

	I fought long and hard not to include her in my fantasies when I was fucking my very entheusiastic wife, who would do anything for me sexually except let me go anywhere near her bum. She had a thing about it being dirty, and no matter how many times I tried, even when she had just had a bath, she wouldn`t let me get my tongue in there!

	Still, I shouldn`t really complain, she was happy to hear me fantasise when we fucked about anything...threesomes, foursomes, moresomes...with women and men (I should explain that the thought of sucking another man off really turns me on. I don`t consider myself to be gay though, just capable of fucking anything with a hole!)

	As the years passed, my daughter grew into a real heartbreaker, but as teenagers tend to do, I stopped being the hero Daddy, and became a "parent" who wasn`t part of her life except to be there if it all went wrong and pick up the pieces, ressure her she was great, and provide a taxi!

	I could live with that, as I didn`t want her to know that I found her horny because it would gross her out...hell it grossed me out if I thought about it seriously.

	When she was sixteen, her Mum and my younger Daughter went away just after Christmas to see the in laws "oop North" to Scarborough. I couldn`t get that time off as I work in retail, and we were real busy, Laura also had a part time job at the same chain of supermarkets that I worked for, though I`m now office based, so she couldnt get any time off either. I stayed home, went to work in the day and came home as early as I could to cook, clean, iron and do all the really crap jobs that my wife seems to accomplish with ease but take me forever. It was weird, but even before they had gone, Laura had said she was really looking forward to spending some time with me alone, and planning what we were going to do. A night down the pub, an evening at the pictures (Lord of the Rings...what a great film!) and a video evening with a Chinese Takeaway. She had just split from              what was her first really serious boyfriend so I figured she wanted to let off a bit of steam and maybe get some reassurance again.

	The first night alone, we went to the pub for a drink, after booking the tickets for a film the next night. We went to the local pub that my wife and I use when we go out (once a week or so usually) and it felt good sitting there with this pheremone bomb on legs who was just oozing sexuality and didn`t realise it! She was wearing a thin cotton top with a white bra underneath that showed through ever so slightly, but you could still see the outline of her nipples, and a pair of jeans cut so tight around her crotch that you could almost see her clit! Suffice to say she looked hot enough to get loads of looks, and good enough to eat and it certainly did MY street cred some good, although most people proabably realised she was my daughter.

	We talked about loads of insignificant stuff, school, work, weather, Christmas presents we had received, then suddenly she said,

	"So Dad, tell me how many times you have been in love".

	I was a bit gobsmacked as I wasn`t expecting that one, so to stall for time, I said,

	"Love or lust? They are quite different you know."

	She grinned..."We can start of with the love bits, and you can tell me about the lsut later when we get home. I don`t want you getting me all excited here do I?"

	BOING!! Instant hard on!

	I thought quickly then told her about my broken hearts when I was a teenager and a young adult, mentioned my nickname of "Captain Cherry" and had to explain why...(OK...its a stupid nickmane but I did seem to get more than my fair share of virgins...probably because I was so gentle, and to be honest, I had a fairly small cock!) with many blushes and giggles from her..and me... then turned it around and said,

	"How about you? How many times have you been in love, lust,whatever?"

	She looked serious for a minute and said, "Love..only twice, one I have just lost and one that is still going on, but isn`t returned, and probably never will be."

	"I assume you mean Rob for the first?" She nodded and smiled with shining eyes that were just before tears "But what about the second? I`m intrigued because i didn`t realise that you had the hots for anyone else right now?"

	"Well I don`t tell you everything Dad. Some things are just TOO embarrasing to discuss with parents."

	"I`m happy to listen and not judge if you want to discuss it."

	She looked at me speculatively and said "maybe when we get home...if I have enough of these Breezers i will talk to anyone!"

	I laughed, bought another round. She bumped into an old Primary School friend and I sat and listened whilst they discussed people they hadn`t seen for ages, then we left.

	We got home and I opened a beer for me and poured her a large Baileys on ice, and we sat down in the living room with some music on. Strange but I felt sort of nervous, almost like I was on a date. I really was seeing this...woman!...differently, and I knew I had to watch myself if I wasn`t going to fuck up the rest of her life...not to mention end up with a divorce and probable police action against me!

	We chatted a little more, then I said.

	"Come on then...who is this mystery person that is breaking your heart. Tell me all about it and I will go and break his legs!"

	"Thats the problem Dad...its not a he...its a she." She said quietly, whilst looking at me with an upturned face, full of anguish and fear.

	I had always brought my daughters up to be tolerant of race, sexuality and age, as i didn`t give a shit who they were with as long as they were happy, but to be suddenly faced with the reality that your daughter might end up being gay, and not having grandchildren, and the hassle that a gay lifestyle can be, even in todays supposedly enlightened Britain, was a bit much to swallow.

	I managed to hide the emotions that rushed through me, and said,

	"OK...I`ll break her legs!"

	She rushed over to me, through her arms around me and cried...

	"So you`re not angry at me? I thought that you would be so cross! i know how much you want me to be happy with a man, like you and Mum are happy."

	I pulled her face away from my chest and said,

	"Listen sweety, I always mean what I say, and as long as you are both safe and happy, then I`m happy too. You just need to know that you can always talk to me or your Mum about anything, although I know you won`t always want to. We are "cool parents" remember?"

	"So tell me about this girl...woman...whatever she is"

	"Its Claire" she said, "You remember her don`t you?"

	Oh boy do I remember her...blonde, slightly plump, but ENORMOUS tits and a way of flirting with her friend Fathers that had my wife telling me not to be a dirty old man!

	"Ummmm...yes I think I know who you mean" I said.

	She laughed and said "Oh come on Dad...I saw you checking out her tits last time she was here! mind you I don`t blame you...so was I!"

	I held up my hands, laughed and said "OK...you caught me. She`s a babe! And she is such a flirt!"

	"I think thats the problem Dad. She has flirted with me so many times now, and I`ve never picked up on it because..well...didn`t really think of myself as being gay, and now...."

	She burst into tears and sobbed..."I don`t want to be gay! I want to have kids and get married and do all the normal things. I don`t have anything agianst lebians but their lives seem so hard! All biker jackets, shaven heads and piercings. I don`t want that for me!"

	She sat down next to me, and I could see her breasts thrusting against the thin white cotton of her top....I had an urge to smother my face in her tits and take her nipples in my mouth...God...I was meant to be helping her out, not checking her out!

	"Hang on a minute" I interupted "You are getting ahead of yourself a bit. There is no reason to think that you are exclusively gay, or exclusively straight. No-one is! Everybody has a bit of both, and anyone who says otherwise is repressed or bigotted. Probably both! You are allowed to fancy girls the same as I am allowed to look at a

	bloke and think that I would love to suck..."

	I ground to a halt, thinking I was going to get the "Too much information Dad" that I got whenever I mentioned the possibility that her parents might be sexualy active.

	She looked at me with mouth open and wondering eyes wide and spluttered...

	"Dad..you really do mean what you say don`t you. You`re not just being politically correct when you talk about tolerance....and that`s because you have those feelings as well!" Tell me...have you ever..well...you know..done it with a bloke?"

	Again I had to think quick, because I really didn`t want her (or my wife!) knowing that for years I had been having a great,if only occasional, sex life with my wifes best friend, and more recently, her husband (that story is for another time....if you want it?)

	I said slowly..."I haven`t ever had full sex with a man, as in..."

	"Anal sex you mean?" she said quickly and shyly.

	"Yes...I haven`t done that because the only guy I have ever been with as an adult (\i more stories of when I was a kid if you want too!)
 is hung like a donkey...and I`m not into pain! But, yes, I have has sex with a man."

	"But...if you haven`t had anal sex, what did you do then?" she looked very puzzled then comprehension dawned.."Oh, you mean you had oral sex?"

	I was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable talking about this with her so I laughed unconvincingly,

	"You are not meant to know about any of this stuff...I thought you were still an innocent schoolgirl!"

	She looked down and muttered,

	"Yes...I am still innocent in deed, but I do know all about "this stuff" because evryone talks about it, and you read about it in books and stuff. But I`ve only ever been kissed, and, well..."

	It was her turn to feel embarassed and she flushed...very fetchingly

	I might add!

	"Go on I said...pretend I`m one of your mates or something and just say it"

	"...well I`ve had my tits groped...over my bra" she rushed quickly as if to get it over with.

	"I`m not surprised it was over your bra...he probably coudn`t get his hand inside...its a bit tightly packed!" I laughed and ducked as she threw a mock punch at me.

	"Dad...you`re not meant to notice those sorts of things...I`m your daughter remember?"

	"Yeah, yeah yeah.."I said, "for Christ`s sake, I can`t help but notice how beautiful you have become, even if I am your Dad"

	"But beautiful is one thing, checking out my tits is another" she said with a cheeky smile.

	"Still, it`s nice to know that  someone thinks I am beatiful. Even if Claire doesn`t!"

	I stood as I had to go and adjust my cock, which was crowding my pants far too tightly!

	She jumped up, and as she did, I saw that another button had come undone on her top and I could see right down her cleavage...shit I wanted to get those puppies in my hands...I could see the tops of her breasts clearly as they peeked out from her bra...

	"Dad!...hello!...you`re staring...stop it!" she laughed.

	I flushed, mumbled an apology and headed for the toilet to adjust my hard on.

	I took my time having a piss, washing my hands (and my cock...with very cold water!) then headed back to the living room. As I went back in,she passed me on the way to the bathroom with a heap of clothes in her hands. I realised she had changed for bed, and was wearing her dressing gown.

	"You tired sweety?" I asked when she returned.\par

	"No, not really, just wanted to get a bit more comfortable, so when I am tired I can just go and fall into bed."

	"Ok....so what do you want to do about Claire then?" I said.


	"Not much I can do really. I don`t think she really does fancy me, and I wouldnt know where to start to seduce a girl, or what to do once I had seduced her...lesbian erotica hasn`t figured too highly on English Lit A Level reading list!"

	I laughed and said "You could always borrow some of mine!"

	She looked at me thoughtfully and said, "You know, I could take you up on that"

	Now it was once again my turn to be embarassed...I was sure that the lesbian/gay stuff I had was "battle scarred" if you know what I mean! The stuck together pages tend to give the game away don`t they

	I said something about "well I don`t really know if I have got any of that stuff any more..been a long time since I looked at it...not sure where it is"

	She just looked up at me from the sofa and said..."maybe you can find it tonight, when I`ve gone to bed...I`ll remind you tomorrow maybe?"

	She stretched and yawned, and as she did, her dressing gown came open enough for me to see that shw was naked underneath....she NEVER sleeps naked! Especially in winter. I had a brief and tantalising glimpse of a snowy breast tipped with a rose red nipple and deep brown auriola, and well as a flash of dark brown muff. Again I was staring but turned away as she stood up and said "I suppose I am tired. I`m off to bed. Night Daddy." I turned back towards her.

	She hugged me tightly and it took all my willpower not to put my hands inside her gown and stroke her lovely body. My hard on hadn`t gone away and I`m sure she could feel it against her

	She leaned up and kissed my gently on the lips and said softly...

	"You really are a fantastic Dad you know...I`m so glad we had this chance to talk together. You have helped me a lot!"

	I looked down at her and said,"We havent really taked much at all about what you can do..how have I helped?"

	She smiled sweetly and said "Oh you have given me a few ideas...and I`m sure we have enough time to discuss it further, Mum`s not back until New Year"

	With what was a suspicion of a grind against my cock (no...I was imaganing it!) she kissed me again, threw a "Night..." across her shoulder as she turned and went up the stairs to her bedroom. Again I got a glimpse of those brown curls at the junction of her legs as she went up the stairs and my hard on was calling for release! I rushed to the bathroom and was rewarded when I looked in the Laundry basket by a pair of her panties...just worn and still warm...and WET! I could see the moistness glistening against the sheer black silk. I groaned aloud as I held them to my nose and inhaled the incredible aroma of arousal that you only get from a sixteen year olds pussy.

	Before I knew it my hand was on my dick and I looked as I pulled back to skin from the purple head, that shone with pre-cum in the light. All the time I was stroking I was thinking how I would love to be the first to get my tongue into her cunt! With my other hand I pressed her panties against my nose, then licked frantically against the gusset, trying to get the taste. I certainly got enough of it for me to suddenly spurt, like I hadn`t for years, across the room and against the tiled wall. I almost shouted with the joy and release of it, took a lick of what had dripped onto my hand then wiped my cock on her panties, cleaned off the wall and went up the stairs to bed.

	I hadn`t been in bed too long, but was just drifting into a contented dream involving young pussy when there was a soft knock at the door......

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