Fucking My Daughter In The Kitchen

by Simply Incest

Book Cover: Fucking My Daughter In The Kitchen

I'll be honest, that was the wildest, craziest night of my life.

My 18-year-old sexy beaut of a daughter, Stacy, was back from college for the weekend.

She may have went off to learn business, but what she really learned was biology. She'd always been super out-going and friendly, but when she came back, she was a raging nympho.

And the only thing she wanted to study was my body...

Excerpt:

I'll be honest, that was the wildest, craziest night of my life.

My 18-year-old sexy beaut of a daughter, Stacy, was back from college for the weekend.

She may have went off to learn business, but what she really learned was biology. She'd always been super out-going and friendly, but when she came back, she was a raging nympho.

And the only thing she wanted to study was my body...

"Hey, daddy!" Stacy waltzed in the front door and set her weekend bag on the sofa. Before I could even say a word, her sexy arms were wrapped around my neck and her plump, super wet lips were planted on mine.

I about had a heart attack.

"Wow, somebody's glad to be home." Her mother wiped her hands on her apron, smiled and folded her arms across her chest.

"Yes, mom! It's been SO long since I've seen daddy! I can't believe how handsome he is!"

READ MORE

My heart was thundering in my chest and my face felt like I'd been out in the sun for hours without sunscreen.

"We're just glad you're home, honey. Aren't we, dear?" Her mother asked.

"Oh...yeah! Very glad!" I'd be lying if I said it was hard to have a conversation with my dick jutting in my pants - harder than I'd seen it in years.

Who knew all it took to get his attention was kissing a sexy, young, nubile woman and having her mash her tits into me?

"Well, dinner's going to be ready in a few minutes. Why don't you settle down and relax?" With that her mother puttered back into the kitchen where she'd been slaving away in front of a hot stove for a few hours.

"Thanks, mom!" Stacy called back.

Nothing more was said - no more sultry, steamy kisses - not until after dinner, anyway. Stacy volunteered us to clean up the dishes. I thought that was odd as she had never been the type to lift a finger around the house.

But the moment we made it to the kitchen, she turned that untapped, sexual energy back to me again. This time, with more rubbing and sweet talking.

"I just can't stop thinking about you, daddy! You're so BIG and handsome and strong!" She giggled and lifted her leg.

"Honey? Are you all right? You're not fertile, are you? Surely you've been using birth control..."

"Daddy!" She protested with a wide grin. "Of course I've been using birth control...but I went off it a couple days ago..." She looked down at her feet shyly.

"Why?" I shook my head.

"Because..."

I waited for a better explanation, tapping my feet.

COLLAPSE

Join our Mailing List and instantly get a free bundle that’s not available anywhere else!

https://instafreebie.com/free/CgQYL