Daddy's Little Girl


Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Incest, Father, Daughter, First, Oral Sex, Masturbation, .

Desc: Incest Sex Story: When Ashley asks her Daddy for permission to get a tattoo he finds out that she has been saving her virginity just for him.

Ever since the day she was born Ashley had always been her daddy's little girl. This isn't to say that Ashley didn't love her mother, she did, and very much so at that, but there seemed to be an almost magical connection between my daughter and me. I always seemed to make her feel safe, secure and definitely very loved. Maybe it was because I'm a police officer, but I was always seemed able to ease her fears and soothe her hurts whether physical or emotional. And I could always make her smile or laugh no matter how sad or upset she was.

I know I spoil my daughter, but I never let her become a brat about it. I always hate having to discipline Ashley, but I didn't shirk from it either. Fortunately, Ashley is very well behaved and therefore rarely requires any type discipline or punishment for which I am very grateful. In Ashley's case, disappointing her parents and especially me was worse for her than any spanking, grounding or any other punishment she had ever been given.

As she grew older Ashley spent as much time as she could with me. She helped me do things around our house. We'd go for rides together on my Honda 600RR motorcycle and she'd even go to work with me from time to time. Ashley really loved going to work with me not only because it was a lot of fun to hang out with her old dad and my police friends, or because she got to wear a real police t-shirt with a badge on the front and "POLICE" written in big letters on the back, she also got to stay up all night because I work the midnight shift.

Before I knew it, Ashley hit puberty. My friends from the department would tease me that my little angel of a daughter would turn into a little diva or that I'd have to beat the boys and maybe even the girls away from her with my baton, but fortunately none of these things ever happened. Ashley had never had more than a couple of boyfriends all through high school even though she was well liked and very popular the relationships she had, had never been very serious. When I asked her about it one day during her senior year of high school, her answer was plain and simple,

"The boys at school are ok, but when I compare them to you they never even come close to measuring up. And Daddy you always told me never to settle for less then the best I could get and that's what I'm doing."

I liked that answer but totally missed what Ashley was saying between the lines. It would become all too clear to me very soon though.

Just after she turned 18 years old Ashley had finally stopped growing and her body had matured. Ashley had grown into what most people would call a hottie. She was 5'7" tall with an athletically slender build. She weighed about 115 pounds and long straight brown hair that came down to the small of her back, her eyes were a shade of hazel that became lighter or darken depending on her mood and what she wore. Those eyes seemed to twinkle when she was happy and smolder when she was angry. Her breasts had blossomed into a full 34 C. My mother described Ashley as having the best features from both her mother and her me. My wife Adrian is 45 years old about 5'2" and weighs about 150 pounds. Some people would say she's fat, but I like to think of her as being curvy. Even though she's petite my wife has a large frame with wide hips, and if she were to be the standard weight for her height she'd look anorexic. Adrian's hair is straight, dark brown and comes down to the middle of her back. Her breasts are a full C cup with very large nipples that always seemed to be hard. Adrian also has an infectious smile, another thing Ashley inherited from her mother along with the ability to light up a room just by walking into it.

Myself I'm 48, 5'9" and I weigh about 160 pounds. I have light brown hair that I keep cropped close in the military style known as a high and tight. I have a slender athletic build, and workout enough to keep in shape, but not enough to be considered built. I also have hazel eyes just like Ashley's, or rather her eyes are just like mine. Ever since she was out of diapers Ashley would sleep in one of my old t-shirts and a pair of her panties. On weekends that would also be her standard lounging outfit as long as we didn't have company. I didn't notice it at the time, but when I look back on things now I realize that the t-shirts Ashley was wearing had gotten shorter and shorter exposing more and more of her midriff until they only came just below her breasts, and her panties had become skimpier and skimpier until she was wearing thongs and G-strings. The little minx was smart about how she did it too. She never wore a really short t-shirt with really skimpy panties; it was always one or the other. But, she did make sure that when she wore her skimpy panties her t-shirt was just short enough that if she reached for something, squatted or bent over for something, anyone who was looking would get a nice quick flash of her panties. I'm not sure if I was in denial or if I just put it down to her growing up and wanting to look more mature and sexy.

I was driving Ashley to school one Friday morning about a month before her 19th birthday and I asked her, "So sweetheart, any idea what you want for your birthday this year?"

She looked at me nervously and said, "Yeah, but I don't think I'll be allowed to get it though."

"Well, why don't you tell me and we'll see," I told her.

"Well Daddy, what I really want is a tattoo," Ashley said hopefully.

"What kind of tattoo and where do you want to have it put?" I asked skeptically.

"Well ... I want one that says "Daddy's Little Girl" in a heart or something on my left shoulder blade," She said.

"Really?" I asked obviously surprised by what she wanted.

"Yep, really," She said with a smile.

I smiled at her and said, "I'll have to discuss it with your mom, but it's ok with me if it's ok with her."

"So much for that idea," Ashley said sourly.

"Hey, what was that for?" I asked.

"Daddy we both know how Mom feels about tattoos. She's never gonna let me get one," Ashley said.

"We'll see. She might say its ok, you never know," I said.

"Uh huh. I'll see you after school Daddy," She said, as I pulled the car to a stop in front of her school.

"Ok baby. Be good and have a nice day," I said, as I leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

"I will Daddy. Bye!" she said as went up the walkway.

"Bye!" I called out as I pulled away.

When I got back home I told my wife what Ashley wanted for her birthday.

"A tattoo! You have got to be kidding!" Adrian raged.

"Nope. That's all she said she wants," I said mildly amused at my wife's reaction. Ashley and I both knew this was coming, so I decided to get it over with as soon as possible.

"You told her no right?" my wife asked hotly.

"Actually, I told her it was ok with me but that I had to discuss it with you first," I replied.

"Well at least you had that much sense. No, she's not getting some stupid tattoo that she's gonna regret 20 years from now," My wife said.

"You haven't even asked what kind of tattoo she wants, or where she wants it," I said.

"What fucking difference does that make?" Adrian asked exasperatedly.

"Well, you're saying you don't want her to get a stupid tattoo that she'll regret when she gets older. What if that's not that case?" I said.

"Fine! What does she want then?" Adrian asked.

"She told me she wants one that says "Daddy's Little Girl" in a heart or something like that on her left shoulder blade," I said matter of factly.

"Oh great, so she couldn't wear a dress that shows some of her shoulder or back in a professional environment," Adrian replied.

"Oh please! So many people have tattoos now no one would care. At least it's something tasteful and not some cartoon character or something," I reasoned.

"Yeah, I just bet you loved it when she told you that's what she wanted," Adrian replied her voice dripping with a combination of scorn and jealousy.

"Yes I did," I replied honestly.

"Fine! You two can do whatever the fuck you want then!" Adrian yelled and stormed out of the room.

"Hmmm. That was easier then I thought," I thought to myself.

I could hear Adrian packing for her annual Girl's Week trip in our bedroom. It was something Adrian and her friends have been doing for the last few years. They get together and pick a place to go for a short vacation to get away from their families for a while. I felt a little sorry for her luggage though, since she seemed to be taking her temper out on it, but better her luggage then me. I was getting real tired real quick so I decided to just crash in Ashley's room until I had to wake up and pick her up from school.

All too soon Ashley's alarm clock was going off and I had to get up. I took a quick shower and put on some fresh clothes. Adrian left a note on the table saying she was out doing some last minute shopping before her trip tomorrow. I drove to Ashley's school to pick her up and found her waiting for me.

"Hey sweetheart," I said as she climbed in the car.

"Hi Daddy," Ashley replied.

"How was your day?" I asked.

"It was ok. All the usual stuff and then Rebecca Bradford got caught giving Brian Simms a blowjob in the boy's bathroom. Mr. Shanks walked in and caught them just as she was finishing Brian off."

"Oh shit!" I said.

"Yeah that was pretty much their reaction too," Ashley said and we both laughed.

"Where we going Daddy?" Ashley asked when she noticed I wasn't following one of our usual routes home.

"You'll find out when we get there," I said teasingly.

"Come on Daddy!" Ashley said trying to get me to tell her.

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