1. Father and Daughter Reunited


    Date: 10/6/2015, Categories: First Time, Taboo, Author: luke6112, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Every man loves his daughter - the apple of his eye! And daughters usually love their Daddies. But sometimes their love has more depth than you might have expected. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 My wife and I migrated to Australia back in 1967 and we initially settled in Brisbane. We'd only been married for a week before we caught the boat to Australia, so although we already often enjoyed one another sexually; socially, we hardly knew each other; a true recipe for disaster, as it happened. My sweet little daughter Sandy was born late in 1968 in Brisbane, Australia. She was a nicely proportioned, attractive and healthy baby and as she grew up into a toddler, she was tall and active for her age - both my wife and I were very proud of her. But being a girl she was naturally drawn to the male side of the f****y and even as a baby, I was obviously her favourite parent, despite her mother breast-feeding her and generally looking after her and perhaps that sowed the seeds of hate that eventually grew between my wife and me. At the time that this story begins, we'd moved up to Mackay in Northern Queensland - into the tropics, where I was to take over a vast sales territory for a national company - I'd be away from home quite a bit but the money was good and we didn't consider the consequences of my absences. My work went well enough, but as the years passed, my wife and I found that we'd become two totally different people - not really a couple at all. Increasingly we found ourselves to be at ...
    loggerheads and I began to find excuses for not coming home. I engineered extended sales trips that kept me away for up to six weeks at a time. Then I'd come home - spend the weekend sorting out all my paperwork, laundry and post - having a good row or two and then I'd be off again. My office room soon became my bedroom too - the guest bed was now mine. But much as I didn't really miss my wife, I certainly missed seeing my daughter growing up - and she obviously missed me. Every time that I came home it seemed that she had grown another couple of inches - she was going to be a tall lady - hopefully she would have a suitable figure to match, one day. And it seemed that the more my wife and I fell out, the closer my daughter and I became. We certainly seemed to get on well and I don't mean anything sexual. I mean that we could chatter and laugh together; read books together; go for walks together; play on the beach together - we even had the same interests - we simply got on well together. And now, at the age of around nine or ten she was developing nicely into a very peasant young lady who liked nothing more than to be allowed to sit on my lap - even though we'd eventually get all hot and sweaty in that hot climate. Just to be close together was lovely and somehow, despite her glorious youthful feminine scent I managed to put aside all matters relating to sex, even though I was increasingly frustrated through lack of activity at home. And Sandy could obviously see how unhappy I ...
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