Fucking My Daughter In Front Of Her Mother

by Midnight Rose

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18-year-old Savannah was the hottest, sexiest, most athletic girl I'd ever seen.

She was also the reason I got back together with her mother.

There, I'd said it. A bit ashamed of myself. Here I was, a good-looking, middle-aged man who could've had the pick of the litter. Any woman I wanted.

But I chose Amy. A step down, many said.

Truth be told, I didn't choose Amy, I chose Savannah.

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18-year-old Savannah was the hottest, sexiest, most athletic girl I'd ever seen.

She was also the reason I got back together with her mother.

There, I'd said it. A bit ashamed of myself. Here I was, a good-looking, middle-aged man who could've had the pick of the litter. Any woman I wanted.

But I chose Amy. A step down, many said.

Truth be told, I didn't choose Amy, I chose Savannah. Amy was just the conduit for my real wife...

It was an awful secret. I loved Savannah more than life itself. I hadn't even known Amy was pregnant. But the moment I saw my grown, 18-year-old daughter, I knew I had to have her in my life.

Now that Amy and I had married, she wanted to boot Savannah out of the nest - wanted to let her live her own life.

But I couldn't have that. I needed Savannah like a bear needs honey. So, I put my foot down. Savannah stays. Period.

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Of course Amy sulked over that, she thought we should enjoy our new marriage together - alone. But I wasn't interested in that cow, I wanted her svelte, sexy daughter.

My daughter.

Savannah was one of those rare lobsters. The kind you don't throw back in the sea. Standing nearly six-feet tall, with long, athletic legs, jutting breasts and long, willowy dark-brown hair, she looked amazing. And her light olive complexion just added to her exotic allure.

She was soft-spoken, shy and just set off those girl-next-door vibes.

If she hadn't been shopping with her mother on that fateful day, I would've missed a golden opportunity.

It took a bit of work once she and her mother got all settled in. I had to do my husbandly duties with Amy, but my heart was with my new daughter.

She didn't know I was her father.

It wasn't easy getting Savannah to see me as a very close friend instead of a step-dad. I knew the baggage that could come with that title.

At first, she was afraid I was going to not only take her mother away from her, but also pretend to be her father.

But I didn't want to be her father.

I wanted to be her lover.

Letting her stay with us instead of kicking her out really helped.

Over the months, she lightened up and really started opening up to me - even more so than her mother. Which was great! She'd tell me about her problems, how her day at college went, the boys who were attracted to her, but she found disgusting, etc.

I ended up spending more and more time with her and less and less time with my wife.

But the kicker was one night when we were all alone watching a scary movie - her mother was busy shopping or something.

I'd turned down the heat and she grabbed a blanket and threw it over us, then snuggled up to me under it.

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