My name is Robert Peterson. I’m 45 years old. I live in a small town. I live in the cliché of small town. Not much to do. Not much to see. It’s a place you pass through and don’t remember.
I’m married with one daughter. My wife’s name is Bonnie and my daughter is Stacy. We where never a close family. I work 60 hours a week so I’m never home. Bonnie is very active with our daughter. Taking her to school, PTA meetings, bake sales etc.
Stacy was always just the average small town daughter. She was a cheerleader for many years. Always got good grades. Our family was always as normal as could be. We where the type of family you would see on TV.
Stacy and I where never close. We never really connected as father and daughter. She was into pop music cheerleading and boys. I was into Elvis, fixing cars and sports. Not to much in common there.

I knew she cared about me and she knew I cared about her but it was never said. I was raised the same way and so was my father. The man went out and worked hard for the family to provide. And that was the way of showing his love.
Bonnie knew that me and Stacy weren’t close. And I think it upset her deep down. She wanted us to be closer. Share some interests and know about each other’s lives.
So one night when I came home from work, Bonnie sat me down at the table. Her eyes looking like she wanted to cry. She started saying that me and Stacy hardly knew each other. And how she wanted us to bond and be close. I understood her concern, but told her our relationship was just fine. Bonnie wasn’t having it. She told me to make an effort to get to know my daughter better. She suggested we have a father daughter day, just to catch up. A part of me knew she was right. I couldn’t name two likes of Stacy’s.

So I reassured Bonnie that I would talk to Stacy and make a father daughter day. She hugged me with tears of joy in her eyes.
I didn’t know what me and Stacy would do, or even how I would even bring it up to her. So I decided I would sleep on it.
After a good nights sleep I woke up feeling refreshed, like a new man. I jumped into the shower then got dressed. I headed downstairs grabbed a cup of coffee and just sat on our porch. It may have been a small town, but it was very quiet and peaceful first thing in the morning.

Just as I was starting to feel total bliss Bonnie came on the porch. Her first words before good morning where “did you talk to Stacy yet?” My total bliss just turned to anxiety. I told her I didn’t talk to Stacy yet. The look on Bonnie face was of sheer disappointment. I hated to see her upset. So I told her I would go talk to her right now. I got up went into the house and headed upstairs.
I went to Stacy’s room and knocked on the door. There was no answer. I called out hear name, still no answer. At this point I was a bit concerned. So I opened the door and walked in.
The next thing I saw could only be described as total shock. Stacy was laying in bed totally naked. She had headphones on and her iPad next to her. On the iPad was porn and she was playing with herself. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. A second later I didn’t have to say anything. Stacy opened her eyes and saw me standing there. She let out a scream, followed by throwing the covers over herself.

“Oh my god dad what are you doing in here?” She said. I was speechless. I had no words. My mouth was moving but nothing was coming out. She insisted I leave right away and I did as she asked. I walked down the stairs in horror and shock.
I just caught my daughter playing with herself. I felt guilt and shame. But I knew I couldn’t leave things like this. I turned around and walked back up the stairs to her room. I knocked on the door and this time wait for her to tell me to come in.
I sat on the bed. Neither of us knew what to say. It was the elephant in the room that nobody wanted to talk about. I figured being the parent I should start the dialogue. Stacy what you where doing its, not a big deal it’s. She cut me off right there. “Dad this is so embarrassing I don’t want to talk about it.” I didn’t hiding from this was the right thing to do. So I kept talking.

Stacy it’s ok. I know what you where doing and it’s fine. We all do it. I don’t think of you any different. I’m not upset. And you have nothing to be embarrassed about. Stacy looked at me with shock. “Really? Your cool with this?” Yes I am I replied. It’s no big deal.
We looked at it each other and just started to laugh. It was the first time me and my daughter had a good laugh together. I felt like we had a bonding moment. I stood up and headed for the door. Just as I was about to leave Stacy say something. “Wait, dad one question” I said what’s up kiddo? She said, “Did you at least like what you saw?” I stood totally still. I wasn’t able to move. Just as I was about to answer Stacy bursted out laughing. I gave an uncomfortable laugh back to her then left her room.
I don’t know if this counted as bonding in Bonnie’s eyes, but I was going to take it. Me and my daughter where able to talk and joke about sex. I’d say that’s not something most parents and kids can do.

After a few minutes the shock of the whole thing seemed to wear off. I grabbed another cup of coffee and headed to the garage. I had a few projects to take care of, and this was pretty much the only day I had free to do them. I grabbed some tools out on some Elvis and got to work. A few hours later Bonnie walked into the garage. She gave me a kiss and said she was headed out to do some shopping, and wouldn’t be back for a few hours. Like I mentioned before we live in a small town. When you go shopping it takes hours just to get the the grocery store. She left the garage and I got back to work.
About twenty minutes later, Stacy came walking into the garage. This was a bit out of place because Stacy came no where near dirt filth or tools. She walked over to me and the car I was working on.
She asked what I was doing. This was even more odd. Stacy never cared about this stuff before. I told her I was checking the valve clearance. She looked at me like I had several heads. I knew she didn’t understand anything about cars.

I told her she could hang out and watch but I wasn’t going to explain the inner works of a car to her. She laughed and said ok. I continued to work on the car and she just watched.
We weren’t talking much but the sounds of Elvis playing in the background where tuning out the silence between us. Finally Stacy started to ask questions. “Dad how old where you when you met mom?” Was her first question. I told her we met when we where 17. Our last year of high school. She then asked “When did you fall in love with mom?” I wasn’t totally sure the exact moment, but I’d say after a year of dating we both knew.
She seemed very interested in me and Bonnie’s meeting and dating. But I was happy to answer. The company was kind of nice. She then started to giggle. She said “ok I have another question but you have to answer, promise.” I had no clue what the question could be, but I promised her I would answer.

“When did you and mom first have sex?” This wasn’t a question I was expecting. But I wasn’t embarrassed by it so I answered. We had sex six months after we met. It was at our prom. I got a hotel room.
Seeing that I wasn’t getting ashamed by the questions, Stacy started to open up a bit. “I haven’t had sex yet, I’m still a virgin”. Do you think I should wait dad? I wasn’t sure the right way to answer this question. I thought for a minute, then gave the generic answer. Well honey, you will know when it’s right. It will just feel right. I smiled in my head. That was the good dad answer.
Stacy now feeling confident that I wasn’t going to judge her started to go more in detail. “I have messed around with a few guys but nothing serious”. I was taken back for a minute. I knew she was probably up to this stuff but now it was confirmed.

I then asked her, what is your definition of messing around? Her face turned red for a second. “Dad I’m not going to go into detail”. I responded with its not a big deal, we can talk about this stuff. I won’t be mad. I could see the look of relief on her face. “Well ok I guess if you won’t be mad. I gave a guy a handjob.”
Well that was it. It was now out there. I knew my daughters sexual history. But the funny thing was, I wasn’t mad. I wasn’t upset I wasn’t even embarrassed. I was a little turned on.
She was no longer my daughter. She was a sexual being. I now knew she gave a guy a handjob, and she played with herself watching porn.
I started asking her some of my own questions. Did you like giving that guy a handjob? I asked. She responded without hesitation. “It was fun, he really enjoyed it.” I wasn’t sure if she was going to answer my next question, but I asked anyway. Did the guy do anything for you? She paused, then gave me the answer. “Yeah he licked my pussy, it was amazing. She then laughed and said “I can’t believe I just said that to my dad”. I let her know that it was fine and nothing was off limits.

She seemed relieved. My next question seemed like an obvious one. Did he give you an orgasm? She shook her head no. I was puzzled by this. So he licked your pussy and it was amazing but you didn’t have an orgasm? “Yeah, it felt really good and I liked it a lot but I couldn’t get totally comfortable.
I could understand where she was coming from. It took Bonnie years to have an orgasm with me. The questions rushed through my head. The more Stacy opened up the more I wanted to know. And hey this was bonding. In a way. “So you jerked a guy off and he eat you out. Did you do anything else? Stacy bit her lip. “Well I always wanted to blow a guy. But I’m kinda scared. I have no clue what I’m doing. I watch a bunch of porn to try and learn.”
Now dirty thoughts where bouncing around in my mind. I started to forget the fact that she was my daughter and was picturing her blowing me. The more I thought about it the less I saw a daughter. I saw a sexy young women. Right around this point Stacy’s phone rang. She took it in the other room. I cranked up my music and tried to get back to work.

She came back into the garage a few minutes later and told me she was going out with some friends. I told her to have a good time. As she left I could see her ass from the corner of my eye. It looked great in the right jeans she was wearing. She must have dropped something because the next thing I knew she was bending down. I was no longer using my peripheral vision to check out her ass. I turned my head fully to get a good look and I wasn’t disappointed because as she bend down he panties road up. She was wearing a blue thong. It looked silky. She stood back up and I quickly turned my head so she wouldn’t see me.
I was totally horny. The glimpse of Stacy’s thong, with the fact that I knew her complete sexual history had me hot and bothered. I knew I had to do something.

I thought for a bit and it hit me. Bonnie was out shopping. Stacy was out with friends. I was going to jerk off. And I was going to think about my daughter when I did it.
I packed up my tools, washed up and quickly went upstairs. On my way to the bedroom I pasted Stacy’s room. A dirty idea popped into my head. What if I jerked off in Stacy’s room? This added another element of erotic to it. I opened her door and walked in. The room smelt like the perfume she was wearing. I walked slowly to the bed. As I got closer I could see a pile of clothes on the floor. I bent down to take a closer look and discovered something that almost made my heart stop.
Stacy’s worn panties where on the top of the pile. It was a thong just like the one she was wearing except this one was red. Filled with anticipation and overwhelmed by my sexual desire, I picked up the thong. I sat on her bed and just inspected them. They where soft, they smelt like perfume and they where tiny.

Stacy was a very petite girl. She couldn’t have weighed more then 105 pounds. So tiny panties was normal for her I guess. I then undid my pants, pulled them to the ground and took them off. I was sitting on my daughters bed with my pants off. My heart was pumping a mile a minute. I then took my dick out of my underwear and started to jerk off.
I brought Stacy’s thong closer to my face and rubbed it against my nose. It smelt like her. It smelt like pussy. The aroma was intoxicating. It was something new. It was something taboo. I jerked off more aggressively the more I smelt Stacy’s pussy on the panties.
I was about to cum. I laid back on Stacy’s bed and blew my load. It shot halfway up my chest. Not thinking, I used the first thing I saw to clean up. Stacy’s thong. By the time I realized it, I had covered the thong with my cum. This was not going to be good for me. It was quite clear something that she didn’t put there was on her underwear. I quickly put my underwear and pants back on. I stuffed the thong in my pocket and got out of Stacy’s room.

Feeling both guilty and satisfied, I decided to grab a beer and lay in bed. I grabbed a cold beer stripped down to my underwear and got into bed. I turned on the TV and found a football game on. I pounded down the beer and started to relax. I must has fallen a sleep because the next thing I knew Bonnie was waking me up.
She told me she made a big dinner for Stacy and I. So I should get up and join them. I walked down stairs to the dinning room and took a see at the table. The three of us started to talk about our days. Bonnie complaining about the prices of things at the store and Stacy talking about how her and her friends went to the mall.
As they talked I just sat back and zoned out. I started to imagine Stacy in the thong that I had jerked off to. How the back went up her butt. The front part that laid up against her pussy. And how her pussy juice was probably all over it. I was finding it hard to concentrate on anything else.

Luck for me Stacy got a text. She asked us if she could go hang out with some friends. Bonnie said it was ok as long as she did the laundry first thing in the morning. Stacy agreed, and was on her way. Bonnie and I continued to eat dinner. With Stacy gone I could finally get my mind off of her and the panties.
We finished dinner and Bonnie cleared the dishes. I went into the living room turned on the game and enjoyed another beer.
About a hour later Bonnie joined me in the living room. She sat next to me on the couch. She put her arms around me. She hated sports so she grabbed the remote and started flipping channels.

She found a movie that looked interesting and we started to watch. The movie was pretty boring. Same thing you’ve seen thousands of times over. Guy and girl love story. I was beginning to zone out when the two lead characters started taking each other’s clothes off. Finally it was getting good. Feeling frisky and knowing Stacy was out of the house I slowly put my hand on Bonnie’s stomach. I slowly moved up her shirt to her bra. I put my hand up her bra and started to play with her nipple. I could tell she was liking it because it got hard.
This was all I needed. I then put my hand down her jeans and started rubbing her pussy over her panties. She knew what I wanted. She grabbed my hand and said lets go upstairs. I had another idea in mind. I told her lets do it right here on the couch. We had the house to ourselves. Why not?

She agreed and we started to undress each other. Seemed like we got naked pretty fast. We only had sex about once a month so we both wanted it pretty bad. She got on top of me and sat on my dick. She was really wet and I was hard as a rock. She continue to ride me. The next thing I hear is “OH MY GOD, WHAT THE FUCK?” I turned my head and standing there was Stacy. Bonnie jumped up and threw a blanket on us. “Stacy what the hell are you doing here?” Stacy looked at us both and said “I got bored so I decided to come home.” Why are you guys fucking in the living room.” I could see Bonnie was pissed. This was our time, the once a month we have sex and Stacy ruined it. “Stacy go upstairs.” Stacy left the room and went upstairs. Our night was pretty much done. Bonnie was no longer in the mood. She gave me a kiss and said she was going to bed. There went my night.

I grabbed a beer put the game back on and tried to forget the whole thing. A few hours later I heard Stacy coming down the stairs. As I saw her walk by I could see she had the laundry. She put the clothes in the wash. And came at sat with me.
We made small talk for a few minutes. Just as I stood up and was getting ready to go to bed Stacy stopped me.
She took something out of her pocket. It was her thong. The one I had jerked off to early. Neither of us said a word. I figured I better start talking. I was going to tell her the truth.

Stacy, I went in your room before, found those on the floor and jerked off with them. Stacy looked at me. “It’s covered in cum. Did u cum on them?” Feeling guilty I just kept telling her the truth. No I was smelling then and rubbing them against my face, then I came. I was so out of it I just used them to clean up. Stacy looked at the panties then she looked at me. I didn’t know what she was going to say next. My heart was pounding. “These where my favorite pair of panties.” Then she started laughing hysterically. I started to laugh as well. But my laugh was a nervous one. “Dad I don’t care it’s not a big deal.” Like you said, we can talk or joke about anything, but you do owe me a new thong.” She got up gave me a kiss on the cheek and handed me the soiled thong. “I’m a size 2 for when you buy me the new one. Then she went off to bed. I was so relieved. She didn’t care I used her panties to jerk off.

I had enough excitement for one day so I decided to go off to bed as well. The next morning I was awoken by the alarm. 6am sharp. I had another long week ahead of me. I jumped in the shower then got dressed. Grabbed my morning coffee, kissed Bonnie goodbye and was off to work. The whole drive to work it felt like I had something on my mind. I couldn’t put my finger on it. Did I forget something? Where all the bills paid? I just couldn’t figure it out. I pulled to a crosswalk and stopped for the red light. As I glared up at the sun it hit me. I had a dream about Stacy last night. It was sexual. As I kept driving, more and more of the dream started to unravel. I was in the garage working on my car. Stacy snuck up behind me. I turned around and she was in a bath robe. She opened the robe to reveal she was wearing nothing but her red thong. She took the robe off and dropped it to the ground.

She dropped to her knees, un did my pants and stuck my dick in her mouth. This was all I could remember. But it was enough because my dick was hard just from remembering it. I had to clear my mind. I had a full day of work to get through. Or did I? I looked at my cell phone and it came to me. I could just call in sick. I had lots of sick days because I never called out. Usually I wouldn’t but this seemed like an emergency. I had to get my head right. I had to clear my mind. I knew Bonnie and Stacy would be out of the house all day. So I could just relax and gather my thoughts the whole day.

I grabbed my phone and called work. I let them know I wasn’t coming in today. Then I made a B line for home. I pulled up to the house and saw Bonnie’s car wasn’t there. This is exactly what I needed. An empty house. I grabbed my things and walked to the house. As I entered I yelled Stacy’s name. Just to make sure she wasn’t there. I got no response this meant the house was mine for at least a few hours. I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a beer. I looked at it then put it back. This was my day off I wanted something a bit harder. I walked into the dining room and to the liquor cabinet. I grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels and a shot glass. Me and the bottle where off to the living room. I sat down put on ESPN and poured a shot. This was just what I needed. Some JD and ESPN. I was very content. One shot turned to two then to four. By the time I realize it half the bottle was gone.

I had spent half the day drinking and watching TV. But hey it was my day. My mind wasn’t thinking about Stacy or the dream anymore. This is just wanted I wanted to happen. The next thing I know I hear keys in the door. Somebody was home. But I had a buzz going and didn’t really care. Shortly Stacy came walking into the living room. She was holding about six or seven bags. She greeted me and asked what I was doing home. I told her I called in sick. She found this odd since I never did it but didn’t question me on it.
She spotted the half empty bottle of Jack. “Dad have you been drinking?” Yeah, I needed to relax so I had a drink and that drink turned to a few drinks. She started to laugh. Your drunk dad. I assured her I wasn’t drunk. But had a good buzz going. She grabbed the bottle and took a drink from it. It was like she was a pro. I asked her why did she look so natural doing that? She told me her and her friends go drinking sometimes. I guess this was the new we can talk about anything relationship we had going now. I didn’t mind that she was drinking I was her age when I started drinking so it wasn’t a big deal.

So I sat and drank with Stacy. The more I drank the more I talked. At some point I let it slip that I had a sexual dream that I was ashamed of. She started to question right away. Who was it about? What was it about? I didn’t want to tell her. But she pushed. And bring a little drunk I finally spelt it. Well Stacy it was about you. She looked at me and laughed. “Yeah right dad. Come on tell me who it’s really about.” I stayed quiet. She then realized it wasn’t a joke. “You had a sex dream about me? Ok tell me all about it.” I really didn’t want to tell her. But once again she pushed. So I did. Well in the dream. I was working in the garage, then you came in and snuck up behind me. When I turned around you where in a bathrobe. Then you opened it and took it off. You where only wearing your red thong. “Is that it?” She asked. Well no you started to suck my dick. But that’s all I can remember. She didn’t seem upset or mad or grossed out. Which was good. I’m sorry Stacy. Me seeing you playing with yourself, the sex talk, the panties. It all just slipped into my mind and meshed together in a dream.

“Well I think it’s flattering that you find me so attractive. I’m able to turn a man on, not one of these losers my age. Anything turns them on.” Tell you what you stay here and I will be right back” Stacy grabbed her bags and went upstairs. I just sat there and finished the last of the Jack. I was feeling pretty good from the combination of the alcohol and the fact that Stacy was so open minded to all of this. Minutes later I heard Stacy from the other room. She said “close your eyes and don’t open them till I say so. I complied with her wish. I then heard her voice like it was right in front of me. She said “open your eyes”. I did. She was standing in front of me in a bathrobe. “Is this like the one in your dream?” I told her it was. Then she opened the robe. She was wearing nothing but red panties. She took the robe off and dropped it. She then turned around. It was a thong. “Do you like my new thong dad? I just got it today”. I loved it. It was just like the one I used to jerk off. But now I was seeing her in it for real.

She came closer to me and straddled me. Her tits where right in my face. My first reaction was to grab them. “Go head dad, play with my tits.” I did. They where so firm and perky. The kind of tits only a young women has. As I played with her tits Stacy started to grind on me. I put my face closer to her tits and started to suck on her nipples. Perfect size nipples for her size tits. She grabbed my head and pushed it closer as I sucked on her tits I reached around and grabbed her ass. Just like her tits it was perfect. Round and firm. Not to big but not flat by any means. I continued to grab her young firm ass and suck on her tits. “Mmmm that’s feels so good dad. Your turning me on.” She then stood up and unzipped my pants. She pulled my dick out of the zipper hole in my pants. “Wow your cock is huge dad” she then got on her knees and put my dick in her mouth. She took the whole thing.” She may have never given head before but she knew what she was doing. All the porn lesson paid off.

She spent some time just licking the head. Then licking the shaft. Then the balls. Once my dick was covered in her spit she jammed the whole thing in her mouth. She went up and down on my dick. It felt so good it almost felt like I was in her pussy.
My dick was as hard as it had ever been. Stacy then stood up again. She slowly took down her panties. When they got to her feet she kicked them off. They flew across the room. This was the first time I got to see her pussy. It was a tiny slit perfect just like the rest of her. Her pussy was completely hairless.

She straddled me once again. “Fuck me daddy, fuck me right here just like you fucked mom. She grabbed my dick and rubbed it against her clit. She was dripping wet. After teasing me for a bit longer she slowly guided it into her hole. It was so tight. “Fuck me slow at first daddy, remember I’m a virgin.” She bouncing up and down on my cock very slowly at first. Then a little faster. “Your cock feels so good in my pussy daddy, I love daddy’s cock.” She was setting the pace, and she was riding me like a porn star. If this was really her first time ever I was impressed. She knew went to slow down and went to speed up. She even made my dick come almost all the way out then rammed it all the way back in. “You like this daddy? You like fucking your daughter?” Do you love being inside this tight young pussy?” She has the moves and knew the right things to say.

But she wasn’t done yet. She stood up and bent over the coffee table. Her pussy totally expose. She was so wet some of her pussy juice dripped on to the table. “Give it to me foggy style daddy” I stood up and stuck my dick in her. I went in and out of her pussy. It felt like nothing I had ever felt before. “Fuck your little girls hole daddy. I love your big cock in my tiny little pussy.” Her pussy felt so good and the way she was taking was so hot I was about to cum. I told her I was going to pull out and cum but she had another ideas. “No, cum inside me. I want your cum inside me daddy. I want to feel all that daddy cum in my twat” I continued to pound away harder and harder till my cock completely exploded in my daughters pussy. “Mmmm you came so much in my pussy daddy.” Stacy then stood straight up. She walked over to wear her panties had been flunk. She picked them up and wiped her pussy with them.They where covered in her pussy juice and my cum. She came closer to me and handled them to me. “Here these you can keep to remember this night forever.” She grabbed her robe gave me a kiss on the cheek and left the room. I just sat there. I just fucked my daughter and she was great. I did just what Bonnie asked. I bonded with Stacy in a way neither of us will ever forget.