1. My Sexy Daughter


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

    reminding me so much of her mother's at that age, only prettier, lit up when she smiled, her cute dimples appearing on her cheeks. I was very proud of her. She was still in high school and barely eighteen but she held an air of maturity about her that belied her age. &#034I love you, Daddy.&#034 &#034I love you too, Sweetheart,&#034 I told her, before getting into my car and heading to work. This was our typical exchange. There was nothing unusual about it in the slightest. I had no idea what was going to happen that night. If I had, well, I wouldn't have changed a thing. *** It was a typical day at work, so I was a little tired but happy that my work week was over, as I pulled my car back into my driveway. My phone chimed. It was another text from Amy. She had texted me every couple of hours, complaining constantly about the bus, the heat, the traffic, and the restaurant they stopped at for lunch. This particular message was about how badly the k**s were behaving on the bus. I didn't bother to reply. As instructed by both my wife and my daughter, I had come straight home from work. It was early April and so was still light outside. I saw the lights on in the house and Ashley's car in the driveway, so I knew she had made it home from school safely. Letting myself in I took in the sounds of the house without my wife and son. It was quiet and peaceful. The smell that greeted my nose was of fried chicken, something my wife had not cooked in ages. Turning into the kitchen I ...
    found Ashley hard at work using our little fryer. She had changed from her school clothes into green shorts, her round firm ass nicely accentuated, and a blue un-tucked tank top, revealing to me how freckled her pale back and shoulders were. As usual, her long slender legs ended in bare feet. She rarely wore shoes around the house. Her long orange hair was pulled back into a big ponytail. Glancing through to the dining room I saw that she already had salad and rolls laid out for us. She had really put in some work. &#034Welcome home, Daddy,&#034 she said, glancing over at me and flashing me a pretty smile, but sticking close to the frying chicken. &#034Go get washed up for dinner.&#034 I smiled at that. She was really trying to impress me. It made me wonder what she wanted. As I retreated to my bedroom to change clothes I mentally went down the list. She had a nice car. She had whatever shoes or clothes she might want. She was working at getting a scholarship to college but I'd pay for that if I had to. She had a part-time job that gave her spending money. Well, whatever it was she wanted she was off to a good start, I mused. *** &#034The chicken is delicious,&#034 I commented, halfway through the first piece. I had washed up and returned barefoot, wearing my denim shorts and a red polo shirt. Ashley smiled at me. She had a beautiful smile. &#034Thanks. Mom gave me her recipe a few months ago.&#034 &#034Well, you did a wonderful job, Sweetheart,&#034 I told her. &#034In fact, I ...