Suzie Wants Her Dad: A Daughter/Father Seduction

I woke to find a warm, soft, young body pushed up against me, my hard cock was pressing into the crease of her arse, and my hand was softly moulded to her boob. “Oh, not again!” I thought in exasperation, what made things worse was the fact I was totally naked, I always sleep like that. The short nightie she was wearing had ridden high in the night to expose the soft curve of her bare arse.

Now, you may wonder why, a 45-year-old male was exasperated and upset at waking up next to an eighteen-year-old, beautiful and sexy blonde. A sexy blonde whose pert little bum was pressed hard into my groin. Well, the fact that that beautiful, sexy, blonde, eighteen-year-old, was my daughter might have something to do with the fact.

Suzie had been creeping into my bed for years now, ever since her mum had died. Suzie has always been a daddy’s girl. But became even more so after my wife Hazel’s death. At first, it was just when Suzie had experienced nightmares, and I could cope with that. It hadn’t seemed to stop as I had expected when she became older, in fact, it seemed to increase. In some ways, she became bolder and obvious.

There had been nothing sexual about what happened. Suzie was just a frightened girl who had lost her mum and needed comforting and dad was able to provide that comfort. If I was truthful I needed comforting too, the feel of her soft young body pressed into mine was comforting, and helped ease the pain of Hazel’s death. Then, for a while, after she hit sixteen, it stopped, much to my relief. However, recently things have started again. It seemed to happen when she was upset or stressed in any way, but now she seemed to be creeping into my bed more frequently and without any cause. Which was a worry, for me, if not her. I was worried about my reactions to the feel of her young, nubile, body against mine. I was aware of what a sexy young woman she was, but she was also my daughter.

She always seemed to push back into me when she was asleep, that meant my dick would end up pressed against her. So from early puberty, she was aware of what a man’s cock looked and felt like, even if nothing had ever come from our nights together. Well, not to my knowledge. I had told her to stop, but she seemed incapable of doing so. Even when I pointed out that it was inappropriate what she was doing and I could get into trouble in more ways than one.

I have a confession to make, and I am not proud of it. There were a few occasions I awoke to find I had slipped a finger or two inside Suzie’s virgin pussy, or cupped her budding boobs. Boobs that soon developed into the nice 34B size tits she has now. I was aware of how hard her nipples could become when rubbed by my hands when I was half asleep.

The scent of coconuts and vanilla from the shampoo and conditioner she used was filling my senses, as it wafted from her hair. My face was pushed into the tangled mane, close to her delicate neck and pure soft cheek.

I sighed to myself in frustration yet again. My hand moved down her body until it was almost on her pussy. Nearly giving in to the sinful desires I had. Reluctantly I stopped guilt flooding through me. I felt a hand tightly and firmly grasp hold of my wrist, but instead of pushing it away or stopping me, my hand was pulled down and pushed between my daughter’s legs and onto her pussy. My fingers as if acting on autopilot, slipped inside her. Suzie’s thighs clamping tight, holding me there as a soft moan of seeming contentment escaped her lips.

“It’s OK dad, I know you want to, and I know you have done it before, it’s OK, I’m happy with it. I want it as well.” As she said this Suzie pushed her arse back against me and ground her hips against me, stimulating my already aroused cock even more. “Umm nice,” she murmured. “Big and hard.”

“Suzie, stop! What the hell do you think you’re doing?” I shouted in shock, ashamed of the physical responses rushing through me, the wanting and lust filling my mind. My cock had stiffened and grown considerably, as my fingers had entered my daughter and her firm arse pushed back against me. I’d not had sex in over four years now.

Suzie held tightly onto my hand and worked my fingers deeper into her pussy. Not allowing me a chance to pull away from her as she purred in pleasure, “Umm that feels so nice dad, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted to feel that properly. You do that to me.”

In shock, I ripped my hand away from her and out of her pussy.

“Suzie, stop! What the hell do you think you’re doing.”

She didn’t answer me, just spun around to face me, reached her hand down and grabbed hold of my tumescent cock, grasping it firmly but gently in her soft hand then started to rub. All the time, looking deeply into my eyes, mesmerising me with the gaze from her gentle brown eyes. Eyes that remind me so much of her mother. As I held her gaze, I saw lust and longing in those gentle and loving eyes. This was so wrong!!!

“Suzie, please stop, this is ... this is wrong, so, so wrong.”

“Why? Why is it wrong?” Still rubbing her hand up and down my cock, which I hadn’t really tried to pull away. Much to my shame, the feeling was just too nice, her touch so soft and gentle. Hesitant, and yet knowing at the same time. It was wrong, but still, in other ways, it felt right.

“Why is it wrong? Do you need me to tell you in how many ways it’s wrong?” I said, as her face moved closer to mine. Her breath, wafting over my face.

“Firstly, I’m your father, that’s probably the biggest reason. That’s incest! You know that is so wrong on every level. I’m supposed to look after you and protect you, not abuse you, take advantage of you.”

“It’s not abuse if I want it. If I instigated it, you’re not taking advantage of me. I’m well over the age of consent.”

“What about protection, if I found you like this with any other man of my age, or any age, I’d be ready to kill him.”

“Well protect me by doing what I want, then there won’t be another man, will there.”

“Suzie, it’s still incest, you know father and daughter sex together is incest. Even what we have just done, just touching each other like this is incest. Suzie, please stop now. I’m begging you.”

“No! You like what I’m doing, I can tell, your cock is giving you away. Even if you don’t want me to touch you, it does. Anyway, technically it’s not incest until you penetrate me. Umm, penetrate me, I like the sound of that. Penetrate me, possess me, take me, yes I like that” As she said this she gave a little giggle then pushed her tongue through her teeth and licked her lips in the sexiest and most seductive way. God, she was hot, my eighteen-year-old daughter was hot, she knew it, and Suzie knew the effect she was having on me.

“So, it’s incest, I’m not bothered, nobody will know, only us two.”

“Suzie, I don’t care, It’s wrong, nothing is going to happen between us.”

“Oh fuck, dad I want you, stop being such an old fart and boring, please take me, make love to me. I need you. Why do you think I’ve been coming into your bed in the mornings recently? I had stopped, I’m over mum now. I started again because I want you.

“I- want- you- to- make- love- to- me,” she spelt out slowly. Each word dripped with sexual intent and longing, with meaning, pronounced very slowly for added emphasis.

I was aware of how beautiful and sexy she was, and purely as a man, I wanted her. I wanted to make love to her, have sex with her. Fuck her, make her scream in lust and passion. Feel her juices running down my leg. I wanted to penetrate her, as she said. As a man, I wanted to hammer into her pussy until it was red and raw and sore. She was that sexy. But I was still her father. My breathing became shorter as those thoughts rushed through my mind, and my cock throbbed and twitched even harder. Suzie sensed that and held tighter and rubbed hard on my cock. Her other hand, taking hold of one of mine and guiding it to her soft but firm boob, nipple already hard, making me squeeze and caress it until my own instincts overcame my moral and parental reluctance, and became a sexually stimulated male, not a father.