Daughter's First Video
Copyright© 2025 by Lubrican
Chapter 4
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 4 - Her boyfriend joined the Navy and they weren't going to get married until she graduated. She was worried he might stray. So she sent him a video, trying to act sexy. The only person she could think of to take that video was her daddy.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Ma/ft Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Military Cheating Incest Father Daughter Exhibitionism Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Voyeurism
When Buck left they waved to each other until he was out of sight. She turned to me and I realized she was crying.
“Hey,” I said, pulling her into my arms. “He’ll be fine.”
“I know,” she said. “That’s not why I’m crying.”
“Why are you crying?” I asked.
“Because now I’m stuck with my geezer of a father.”
“Geezer, huh?”
“Well, you are ancient. What will I do if you can’t get it up?”
“You’re trying to get me worked up, aren’t you,” I commented.
“Yeah,” she sighed. “Is it working?”
“I’ll help you out when you’re feeling lonely and miss your husband,” I said.
“I’m lonely and I miss my husband,” she said. “I can’t kiss you here. Let’s go home.”
When we got home it was two in the afternoon on a Saturday. The only reason we got out of bed the rest of the day was for bathroom and snack breaks.
I have no idea how many orgasms she had, but I came in her three times before we finally went to sleep. What made me feel better about this was that for most of the time she clung to me and crossed her legs over my back, she was moaning about how much she missed Buck.
That was okay. I didn’t mind her thinking of another man as I slid in and out of her hot pussy. I knew that some part of her brain was saying, “Okay, the man you love is gone. Is there an approved surrogate? Then go find him!”
And I knew there would come a time when she would think about me as we made love.
The next five months flew by for me and dragged for Valerie. She went to school and did her homework and dreamed of living with Buck. She slept with me, but we didn’t have sex every night. We did kiss and cuddle every night, but I guess neither of us was frantic for sex at that point in things. At least not constantly. Because she was married and everybody knew it, nobody asked her out on dates anymore. That was fine with her. I took her out a couple of times per month to dinner, or a movie, or bowling and that kind of thing. The rest of the time she wanted to be naked with me and with me inside her.
Buck’s ship went out for training every couple of weeks but they were told they probably wouldn’t deploy for a real world mission for another year. He was training on the day his wife graduated from high school and couldn’t be there. She didn’t care. All she wanted to do was drive to Mayport Naval Station in Florida and see what a guided missile destroyer looked like, up close and personal.
I had to work and couldn’t go with her. Buck was in port, but couldn’t come get her. She said she was a big girl now and for us both to chill out.
So she took off with cash and a credit card, driving our good car. She had made reservations at a motel Buck told her about. Buck lived on the ship when it was in port, because it was free, including meals. He was saving up for a house, according to him, and for “the future” according to Valerie. But he could come and go as long as he wasn’t on duty. So he could spend nights with her at the motel for a few nights.
Buck and I both worried about her needlessly. She made it there just fine, courtesy of GPS, and was waiting in the specified parking lot when Buck came to find her. Neither of them told me how it was, but I already knew what they’d be doing.
She spent four days and nights there and when she wasn’t with Buck she visited various places where she could learn more about the Navy. He had gotten her into his records and she was a little amazed at how easily everybody welcomed her as a dependent wife and offered to help her in any way they could. She knew he was getting a housing allowance and that there was no housing on base that was currently open. He could go on a waiting list and if he got quarters she could move in. At that stage of things Buck had three years left on his enlistment. If she could find a civilian place to live and his housing allowance covered it, all she’d have to do was work to eat, basically. She didn’t know, at that point in time, that he’d gotten a bonus when he enlisted. He was a cyber warfare technician and he chose that because there was a $15,000 bonus for enlisting for that position and it sounded like the kind of job he’d enjoy.
When she got home we lay in bed fully clothed as she told me what she’d done and learned.
“I don’t really think trying to live there will work very well,” she said. “About the time I got established, he’d be getting out and we’d have to move. I’m not crazy about doing things that way.”
“How does he feel?”
“He wants me to buy a house here, in Derby. He says he can get a job here when he gets out because lots of companies need people to do cyber security.”
“What do you want?”
“I don’t want to live alone in an empty house for three years. I think we should go house hunting together, when he’s here for good. I think we should put his housing allowance in the bank until then.” She looked into my eyes. “Assuming I can still live here, rent free and eating your food.”
“Oh, no, no, no, no,” I said. “There will be rent. I will be your landlord and I’m going to poke into your business daily. If you can’t pay the rent then I may make salacious suggestions about what you could do in lieu of giving me the money.”
“Such as?” she asked.
“I might suggest you to blow me!” I whispered.
“I see,” she said. “And how much will this rent be?”
“Hmmm,” I said. “Let me think.” I hummed and moved my eyes around. “If you don’t have a job, then the rent will be two dollars a month. If you do have a job, you’ll be able to pay a higher rent of four dollars a month.”
“Hmmm,” she said. “Well, mister landlord, I think you’re going to be getting your dick sucked monthly, because I have way more important things to spend four dollars on.”
“Just know that I can raise the rent any time,” I growled. “One blow job a month may not hack it.”
“Would fucking you blind several times a month cover it?”
“I believe it might. Feel free to move in any time.”
“Oh! I already did. I did it while you were gone.”
“Then you have to pay a deposit,” I said.
“You have way too many clothes on for me to give you my deposit,” she said.
When we were naked she sank down on me and just sat there, squeezing my cock with her internal muscles.
“I think I’m going to like living here until my husband and I can find our own house.”
I reached to lift, move, and maul her breasts.
“I wish these gave milk. I’d charge you that for rent.”
“If I had milk it would be for my baby, not my landlord.”
“Look how big they are,” I said. “Those would feed triplets!”
“They aren’t going to give milk for a while,” she said. “You, however, have milk in those big balls of yours and I want a deposit of that.”
She started milking me with her muscles, just sitting there, looking like she was waiting for her laundry to be done.
“I want to be on top,” I said. “I want to make sure I wring every bit of your deposit out of you.”
“You’re a mean landlord,” she accused, as she lay down on me and straightened her legs. We rolled and I managed to stay in her. When she was on her back she spread her legs.
“I shouldn’t let you do this,” she whined. “I’m a married woman!”
“You must pay the rent!” I intoned.
“I can’t pay the rent!” she wailed.
I started thrusting into her, going hard.
“You must pay the rent!”
“I can’t pay the rent! Okay, I guess I have to let you do this. Please don’t get me pregnant. My husband would be very cross if you did that.”
“I didn’t realized it was possible for me to get you pregnant,” I said.
“I had an IUD but I’m afraid it may have fallen out.”
“When did it do that?” I asked, as I stopped, buried balls deep in her sucking pussy.
“Well, my husband was with me for a month a while back and I felt like it might be nice if he got me pregnant.”
“Wait. Are you serious? Have we been having unprotected sex for months?”
“Obviously you haven’t been paying attention to me,” she said. “Who is it who usually starts something?”
“What?”
“Who chases who for sex around here?”
“Chases?”
“Who just about begged to live with you until her husband gets out of the Navy?”
I blinked as what she was saying finally hit me.
“Uh ... you did?”
“Yes. And who insisted on paying the rental deposit, which ended us up as we are this very second?”
“You did,” I said.
“Yes, and while you’re very cute when you want sex and beg for it, most of the time we end up mating is because I ask for you to mate with me. Actually, all I have to do is suggest it. Well, come to think of it, if I just cuddle up to you and kiss you a little you go into heat and I get what I want.”
“I don’t think that’s fair at all,” I said.
“Well, whether it’s fair or not, it’s how things are, and there have been six times in the last six months when I haven’t felt like making love, or turned you down for five or six days. You just blindly went on, being your happy-go-lucky self, being irresistible, making my heart beat faster and my pussy get wet.”
“You’ve been practicing the rhythm method?” I croaked.
“Uh, huh,” she said, sounding innocent. “You’ve been dumping your fatherly sperm in my poor, unprotected womb ever since my husband went back to the fucking Navy after his leave.”
“That’s insane, Baby!” I said. I started to pull out and she whipped her legs around me.
“Don’t you pull out of me!” she snapped. “And you better not go soft on me, either. Buck knows about this and he approves.”
I was of two minds in that moment. While there will be tens of thousands of people who would scream that being in an incestuous relationship with your married daughter is insanity and has no love in it, I would argue with them vehemently. I did love my daughter. I loved her fiercely. Had I ever detected even one iota of resistance or reluctance from her I would have suspended everything instantly. On the other hand, when she did something foolish, such as let me in her unprotected, which I was sure could ruin her marriage, I wanted to stop her. I loved her too much to keep hazarding her future.
Then my mind heard that snippet: “Buck knows about this and he approves.”
“What?” I asked. I could feel her squeezing me, like I sometimes squeezed my boner to make it harder.
“He can’t give me a baby right now,” she said. “He probably won’t be able to get me pregnant until he’s out, unless we plan each and every one of his leaves to take place while I’m ovulating. And who knows if we can even arrange that? And if he can’t get me pregnant before he’s out, then all our children will be born outside the military health care system, which will be expensive. He wants a big family like the one he came from, and he thinks it might be a good idea if I have double the chance of catching a couple of times before his enlistment is up.”
Suddenly I didn’t want to go soft. There was much left to discuss, but I wanted to discuss it with my hard cock in her welcoming, fertile pussy.
“Let me get this straight,” I said. I started rotating my loins, rubbing her clit. She loved it when I did that and I could make her cum even if she tried not to. “Buck wants to have a couple of kids that the government will pay for before he gets out of the Navy, and to make sure that happens he’s willing to let me be a possible donor of the sperm that does that?”
“Yes,” she said. “He said something about a heart to heart talk the two of you had when he was here on leave. I did not know about this heart to heart talk until I went to visit him and he told me he wanted a child sooner, rather than later.”
“We did discuss some things,” I said. “I just thought we were clearing the air.”
“It definitely cleared the air. He loves you. He thinks you’re as good as sliced bread. When he said you could get me pregnant I yelled at him and then he reminded me that I love you. And he loves you, now, so there is really no impediment to giving him what he wants.”
“How can he want that?” I asked. “If you have my baby, it won’t be his baby.”
“I am his wife, so the way he sees it, any baby I have will be his baby. He’ll be the one who is there, helping me raise it, and it will call him Daddy. To him it doesn’t matter if it’s his seed or yours that gets me started. After he gets out we’ll make sure I have a couple that we know are his, and anyway, I’m going to go visit him as often as I can when I’m ovulating, so he might be the one who breeds me anyway.”
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