1. Fiona...my angel


    Date: 4/21/2015, Categories: Taboo, Author: dragoncock65, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Firstly, let me start by saying this...If any of you think that i****t is wrong, please do not read on....also, it is not an easy thing for me to admit to being a part of, so if anyone thinks that it is an easy thing to become involved with, I can assure you it is not. Things began a few months after my lovely wife had passed away after a long fight with cancer. It was an incredibly hard time in the following months, as she had left me raising our daughter Fiona alone. I did the best I could, but at times things were difficult, as she was approaching her teens and could be a handful at times. For the most part, we had a good relationship, sharing our memories of her mother, and doing things like shopping, going out etc together. She began to go out more often, and one evening as I was sat at home, she came in late, and had obviously been drinking. I was not as much angry as dissappointed, and she was staggering around as she came in, giggling and clearly not herself. I helped her upstairs, and into her bedroom, where she flopped down on her bed. She had denim shorts on, with black tights under it, and a white blouse, so, being a dad, I thought it best if I helped her into bed. I undid the shorts, sliding them down, as she was giggling and muttering d***ken things I did not understand. I then removed her blouse, and something very strange began to develop in my head. I could not ignore the fact that she was laying there in her bra, tights and as I noticed, she had thong ...
    panties on also. I began to notice how was developing, her hips had the subtle widening beginning, and her breasts had swollen into small, rounded points, very much like half lemons. I found myself admiring her silky smooth skin, so creamy and pale, a freckles sprinkled on her cheekbones and chest. I dismissed my thoughts, covered her with the duvet and went downstairs, struggling with the thoughts I had just found myself having. I sat on my sofa, taking swigs from my large glass of whiskey, and could not get the vision of my daughter laying there, and to my shame, I was soon becoming erect just at the thought of her. I fooled myself into thinking it was not wrong of me to feel aroused, as long as I kept it to myself, maybe the whiskey helped with that also. I began to touch myself, and slipped my jeans off, and sat back on the sofa slowly stroking my now fully erect cock, picturing her pale body as I began to masturbate myself. I had not been with another woman since my wife had passed, and had not masturbated in several weeks, being busy with work and Fiona, I had been too tired. I knew I would come very quickly, so I placed my tishirt onto the sofa, lay on my side, and masturbated myself harder, all the time, the vision of my daughter in my minds eye, and soon enough, I exploded, great jets of reserved semen spurting across my tshirt. As my climax subsided, I felt a pang of guilt, but took another gulp from the glass, and dismissed my thoughts as pure fantasy. The following ...
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