A daughter learns to take care of her father – by tom8899

Latest incest story: A daughter learns to take care of her father – by tom8899. unexpectedly broke his kiss when his hand grazed across the front of her moistening pussy.

Latest incest story: A daughter learns to take care of her father

by tom8899

Diary, Incest, Teen, Virginity

Brenda hummed to herself as she did her homework in her room. She had to use her headphones because her mom hated when she blasted her stereo too loud. Brenda didn’t particularly care what her mother wanted but she hated causing problems for her dad. He was sitting in his study working on something, she wasn’t sure what. She felt so bad that he had to hide out with his laptop in a separate room when her mom was on her period, what a cunt.

Brenda always loved her dad more and she let him know it every chance she got. She was always going on errands with him or helping him with his chores around the house. Her mother was clearly jealous and was constantly nagging her about every little thing. She turned her attention back to her earth science homework. Who cared about the makeup of the rocks in the earth’s crust anyway? Ugh, she only had a few more chapter questions to answer and it could wait for the bus ride tomorrow. Her neighbor, Kyle, would practically bend over backwards to give her his answers. Bend over backwards she thought to herself, that was an amusing concept. That’s probably what Kyle and half the boys in her grade wanted from her but she didn’t really take an interest in them.

She closed her notebook in her textbook and tossed it to the foot of her bed. She slid her smooth tan legs off the edge of the bed and her nightie rode up her ass crack, revealing her thong as she landed her feet on the floor. Her light blue nightie was starting to get too small to accommodate her growing body but she liked the way it looked so she didn’t beg her dad for new ones.

She made her way out into the hall and gazed towards her father’s study. She didn’t normally like to disturb him but she hadn’t gotten to see him much this week and she figured he would appreciate the break. She knocked on his door, biting her lower lip and waited for a response. After a minute of hearing nothing she tried the door but it was locked. That’s weird she thought. Daddy’s study was never locked. She went downstairs to see if maybe he had gone to bed but noticed the bedroom door closed to her left and her dad sitting quietly at the kitchen table with his back to her.

“Daddy?” Brenda called out into the kitchen. A moment went by before he answered her as he stared into his coffee.

“Yeah, baby?”

“Is everything ok?” she asked him, slinking into their enormous kitchen. Her dad was a financial consultant for a major firm in the city and aside from working 70-80 hours a week, he provided them a very nice life. The lights were dim in the kitchen, with only a dull glow hovering around the walls.

“Yeah, I just didn’t feel like going into bed just yet,” he murmured, clenching his mug between his hands. Even in his loungewear her dad still looked good. He had the button down pajamas with the first three buttons undone showing just enough chest to be sexy. He wore loose gym shorts that showed off his muscular legs that he got from running before work.

“I didn’t even hear you come down from your study,” Brenda said.

“Probably because you were wrapped up in your own studies. You’re such a bookworm,” he chuckled, taking another sip and turning his body to face her.

“Daddy, I just want to be as successful as you,” she assured him. “I want you to be proud of me. Can I get you more coffee?” She refilled his cup and poured herself one before sitting back down.

“I’ll always be proud of you, pumpkin, even if you end up pouring coffee and living with me for the rest of your life,” he teased.

“That wouldn’t be so bad, somebody has to take care of you,” she smiled.

“Well, your mother will be here,” he reminded her, finishing the last of his cup.

“Yeah, I guess, but she doesn’t look after you the way she used to,” Brenda began. “She’s always staying out late with Aunt Liz and Patty or going on those self-enrichment retreats, whatever that means.” Her dad said nothing else as he watched her intently with that incredible stare. She finished up her coffee and grabbed both of their mugs, placing them directly into the dishwasher. She saw the coffee mix out on the counter and reached way up to the top shelf to push it back into the cabinet. She even had to let out a little hop to get enough height to slide it in there.

George watched his little girl spring up the side of the kitchen counter as he noticed her nightie fly up just enough to show off her gorgeously firm ass to him. Her thong split her perfect little cheeks so gently. He wished, as he often did, that it could ibe his hands spreading her apart for him instead. Brenda had turned into quite the heartbreaker and it was becoming clear to him that she knew it too. Her tits were starting to fill out and at 5’3’’ she was the perfect little sex kitten. Jesus, he thought, this was his daughter he was drooling over in his head. She had just turned 16 last month and she had already been bugging him to take her out driving. She came back down on her heels as she spun back grinning at him noticing her figure.

“Do you like this nightie, Daddy?” she asked him in her best baby voice.

“Of course baby, is it new?”

“Yeah, I bought it last weekend with the money you gave me to go to the mall. I wanted to pick out something you would like,” Brenda added.

“Why’s that , honey?” he wondered, standing up and pushing in his chair.

“Because I want you to think I look good,” she giggled.

“Aww you look incredible baby, now let’s put you to bed so you can get some more beauty sleep.”

“Okay, Daddy,” she agreed, running ahead upstairs. He followed her up and into her room. She scooted into bed and gazed up at him lovingly. He tucked the blankets in around her and leaned down to kiss her forehead like he had a thousand times before.

“You know I love you, right baby?” he told her.

“Of course, Daddy. You’re the most important person in the world to me,” she smiled at him. He left her room, shutting the light off and going back down to his own room.

The next day after school, Brenda came bursting through the front door, singing Michelle Branch with her headphones in. She dashed upstairs and flung her purple backpack into the side of her bed before going into the kitchen for an ice tea. When she passed her parents room she noticed their stuff was everywhere, which was really unusual for her typically insanely organized father. Most of it appeared to be her father’s clothes and family pictures scattered about. She tilted her head to the side confused and paused for a second before continuing towards the kitchen. She noticed her father sitting in a chair facing her peering aimlessly right pass her. Immediately she knew something was wrong, her dad was never home at 3:00 P.M. for no specific purpose and the way he was just staring past her was enough to really scare her.

“Daddy, what’s wrong?” she blurted out, going over to him. She sat beside him and rubbed his back with her hand. He didn’t answer right away and drew in a long breath before looking down at the table.

“I came home early today to see if your mother wanted to get ready for a surprise early dinner reservation I made for our anniversary and found her with another man and your Aunt Liz in our bed. We had a fight and she left. She’s gone for good, Bren,” he sighed.

“Daddy, I don’t know what to say except that I love you and I’ll always be here for you.” She declared.

“Thanks, baby,” he said, hugging her close. “I just need to take a shower and lie down. Maybe having a few beers will take my mind off of all of this for a while.” After the shower, her dad came out in a white T shirt and a clean pair of gym shorts. He sat down by the TV and turned on ESPN to watch last night’s highlights. She brought him a beer that she poured expertly into a glass without any foam.

“Thanks, hun,” he rasped. She left the room to go change and cancel her plans for the night. It was Friday, but she felt that her dad needed her much more than her friends did at the drive-in movies.

When she came down a half hour later she noticed a liquor and Pepsi bottle on the coffee table, which worried her because her dad did not drink hard liquor, ever. He strictly drank beer and rarely got drunk. The bottle’s wrapper was next to it and he appeared to have already finished a quarter of the liter and was sourly sipping from a full glass that looked like cola. She sat beside him and smiled, pretending to be interested in whatever he was watching.

“It’s going to be ok,” he reassured her, slipping his arm around her shoulders.

“I know,” Brenda smiled at him as she leaned into his side.

“You’re getting so pretty I don’t know how much longer we’ll be able to hang out like this,” he said, kissing her forehead.

“Why not?” she whined.

“Because you’ll have a boyfriend soon and you won’t have any time for old dad,” he laughed.

“You’ll always come first to me, Dad. I want to be here for you now since that whore is finally gone,” she snapped.

“When did you start using language like that, young lady?” he chuckled. “She’s still your mother, you know.”

“I’m in high school, I can’t help it,” she squirmed as he tickled her sides. “Stop, stop, DADDY, stop it!” He laughed but eventually held her loosely and stroked the inside of her leg where his hand ended up. Brenda was surprised that her dad was touching her but she couldn’t bear to ask him to stop. She was pretty sure she wanted this too. His hand was almost at her hot little pussy that was aching behind her light blue thong.

He stopped suddenly and looked down at her. She had gotten so lost by his touch that she had head back into his arm and her eyes closed but his pause forced her to open her eyes. She gave him her best baby face and he couldn’t resist any further. He leaned down to kiss her and she felt his warm lips against hers. She was taken aback by the sudden thought of her father coming on to her but she wanted to see where he was going with this. She returned his kiss after a moment and enjoyed the soft touch of their lips and his tongue in her mouth. She unexpectedly broke his kiss when his hand grazed across the front of her moistening pussy.