Matt pushed the cotton blanket aside to sit on the edge of his bed. The only light still on in his room was the small lamp at his bedside, and it cast a soft glow about the room. Clad only in his boxers and a light pair of pants, he grabbed his journal and his pen and started writing. Ever since he was a kid he wrote in a journal every day before bed. It was his way of unwinding, of getting things off his mind so he wouldn’t worry about them when he went to sleep. And he wrote everything in the journal. He wrote about how he felt lonely in isolation, but was happy that his daughter Julie was accompanying him. He wrote about how hard it was to find a girlfriend now, and how he wanted a woman in his life. In fact, he felt so depraved, his dreams had started to reflect that. He dreams almost always were about a girl; dating, kissing, holding, fucking. Last night, he dreamt about having sex with a girl, but not just any girl. In his defence, it was the only girl he had seen face to face in the last month, but that didn’t comfort him. It was his daughter, Julie. But as disturbed as he was, he still wrote down the dream. In fact, he wrote it in great detail. He detailed what Julie was wearing and what she did. He wrote how he dreamed her curly blond hair would lay on the bed, how her dark blue eyes would be closed shut, how her slender legs would wrap around his neck. Of course, he dreamt about her body too, the feel of her round c cup breasts, the look of her pink shaven pussy, and the curve of her small but round ass, but that was harder to imagine. After all, he hadn’t really seen those things since she was a child, and they had grown since. All he had was the outline of her clothes, but his imagination was able to make them seem real. So real. He could almost feel her, but alas, he woke up too soon, and to souled pants. He stopped writing and wondered. Was all this too real? He wrote. Julie was his daughter, albeit beautiful. It was this quarantine, he decided, it’s not his fault. He continued to write about the rest of the day, but failed to write anything consequential. He ended the diary entry with ‘Father’s day is tomorrow, and possibly the loneliest one I’ve experienced. Now, more than ever, I miss Sandra.”
His mind, now washed out onto the paper, was in a good state to sleep. He laid on his bed and wriggled his feet under the blanket before pulling the lamp’s chain and laying the cotton blanket on his torso. He closed his eyes, and sleep came quickly, at least for him. Some time after Matt had fallen asleep, Julie was still awake, having fought sleep in her bed for the last hour. Matt had to think she was asleep, because he wouldn’t sleep otherwise. He always made sure she was asleep before he would let himself sleep. And he needed to be asleep, because that meant his journal was written in and unattended. She snuck into his room, taking care to not make a sound, then grabbed the journal and left with equal stealth. Back in her room she turned on a light and cracked open the journal. It was her hope to find something to cheer up her dad on father’s day, and since he wrote everything in his journal, it was a pretty direct way to find out what he wanted. She started reading from the entries a week ago and was surprised by what she was reading. But what can I do about these dreams of holding a lover? She thought. She flipped the pages, hoping that an easy solution would appear in front of her. As she got to the last entry, just that happened. She read, enthralled, not knowing what to think or feel. She couldn’t stop reading, wanting to know everything, needing to know everything. As she read the description, her hand slowly found her crotch, sneaking her fingers under her pants and massaging herself through the panties. The writing stopped, and so did she. She returned the diary and began to make a plan.
The next morning, Matt was woken up to a knock on his door.
“C’mon in sugar.” He said, turning from his side to his back. He didn’t mind exposing his chest to Julie, although today it felt a little different. Last night he dreamt again of his daughter and, again, it was erotic. He tried to forget about it.
“I made you breakfast.” Julie said, pushing the door open with her foot and walking in. The tray Julie brought contained two waffles, plenty of syrup and butter, some strawberries, and a tall glass of milk.
“Thanks sweetie, this is wonderful.” He said. Julie blushed a bit.
“Thanks.” She replied, her smile widening. If only he knew what was to come, she thought. “If you don’t mind, I’m going to go get changed.”
“No, of course I don’t.” Matt said.
“Okay, stay here.” Julie left.
That was odd, Matt thought. Why was she getting changed? She wasn’t in pyjamas. He decided it was best not to question it, and rather, eat the breakfast in bed he had been given. He was hungry so it didn’t take him long to finish the whole plate. He got out of bed and placed the tray on his dresser, laying back down on top of the blankets. He didn’t have to wait too long before Julie threw something at him from around the corner.
“Put it on, and only take it off when I say so.” Julie said.
Matt picked up the object to see it was a sleeping mask. He put it on and it acted like a blindfold. He laid back down and awaited anxiously. He did like a good surprise, and that was exactly what Julie was planning to give him
“Do you have it on?” Julie called.
“Yep.” Matt replied.
Around the corner, Julie was leaning from foot to foot. If you don’t count her stud earrings, all she was wearing was a black panties and bra combination. If she had any lingerie, or any more revealing underwear, she would have worn it, but this is all she had. Although she knew it would be enough. She krept around the corner, her heart beating out of her chest. She could see her father, laying unknowingly on the bed. She straddled his legs and got on all fours, her hands just beneath her dad’s shoulders. She leaned in and gave him a long kiss on the cheek. Matt had forgotten what that felt like; the softness of a woman’s lips. He greatly welcomed it.
“Sugar.” Was all he could whisper before she kissed him on the lips.
Julie was kissing him hard, and he kissed back with the same intensity. Julie took off Matt’s sleeping mask but Matt kept his eyes closed, savouring the kiss. He reached his arms up and held her back to find that she wasn’t wearing a shirt. The feeling of his arms on her soft back was a nice feeling, but his senses overcame his desire. He broke away from the kiss and slowly opened his eyes.
“Sugar what are you-” he stopped mid sentence.
Julie had straightened up, her scantily clad body now in full view for Matt’s enjoyment. For extra effect, Julie sat down so her crotch rested on his forming boner.
“I wanted to give you an extra special fathers day, daddy.” She said.
Matt feasted his eyes on her. He had seen her in a one piece bathing suit before, but it was nothing like this. He could easily see her proportions now, the curve that joined her thin shoulders to her toned stomach then to her womanly hips. But there was something more to it than just the skin she showed. He was enthralled by this image of Julie, no longer like his daughter, but now like a beautiful vixen sitting on his lap. Julie could feel this emotion, her father’s stare giving away his lust. She was excited too, although the bulge growing under showed her she wasn’t as excited as him. She wanted this; she wanted him to be at her mercy. It was the perfect father’s day gift, and the warmth she felt in her crotch testified to her own pleasure in this. The whole of last night and this morning she convinced herself to do this, and sitting there with her father’s eyes groping her, she was glad. Matt, on the other hand, hadn’t had that time to accept Julie’s plans.
“Sugar, this is amazing, but-” He couldn’t finish the sentence.
“But what?” Julie put on her sweetest voice.
“I-, Julie, I can’t.” He said.
“Sure you can,” She leaned over him. “Do you want me to show you how?” She softly grabbed his wrists, but when she tried to move them from his side, he resisted.
“Sugar, no.” He said softly, more discouraging himself than her.
“Daddy, it’s okay, you can have me.” Julie said, deciding to use a different approach.
She laid down on Matt, her head resting beside his. Her tits pressed against the fabric and against her father’s chest. She adjusted slightly so their crotches were still together.
“It’s not okay for me to have you.” Matt testified.
“Why not?” Julie almost pleaded.
Matt could feel the warmth of her breath on his ear. Julie reached at her back and undid her bra clasp in front of Matt’s eyes. She took her arms out of the loops but left the fabric between her chest and her father’s. Matt was tantalized beyond believe, his boner firm in his pants but his arms firm at his sides. Every fiber in his body told him that he wanted her body, that this was just a beautiful young girl who was giving herself to him. But she was more than that.
“You’re-, Sugar, you’re my daughter.” He said in a tone similar to telling her that her fish was dead.
“I’m on the pill, so I won’t get pregnant.” Julie whispered. She knew that wasn’t what he meant, but she wanted to convince him that was the only trouble. Plus, it might turn him on.
“It’s not just that-” Matt complained.
Julie had hoped he would have taken her by now, but he still resisted. If anything, she thought, it’s a testament to how great of a father he is. Maybe it will even turn him on more if he is so hesitant to take me. But she knew that that still hinged on her being taken. She had to do something, so she quickly slipped her bra away from between them. Her breasts pressed against her father’s hairy chest, and her nippled were immediately hard. Matt involuntarily sighed as he felt her breasts, and though he didn’t want to sigh or show any signs of wanting this, he couldn’t help but get more turned on by her breasts against his chest. They were incredibly soft, and they squished against his chest, covering the most area they could. Her nipples poked into him, making an alluring deviation.
“How fo they feel, daddy?” Julie rubbed them slowly against his chest. When she didn’t hear Matt respond (he was too stunned to talk) she said “Do you want to see them?”
Not waiting for an answer this time, she lifted her chest off of his. Matt, despite his desperate desire to see her beautiful chest, feared the consequences. He also knew if they were on full display, he would be powerless to look away. He put his arms on Julie’s back and pushed her back down onto his chest.
“You like the feel of my tits that much?” Julie teased.
“Julie-” Was all Matt could say in protest.
“I knew you’d come around.” Julie whispered into his ear before kissing his neck.
She knew he hadn’t quite come around yet, but she had something in mind that he couldn’t resist. She had ignored his hard-on so far, but if she was going to make him use her, she was going to need to use it. She slowly gyrated her hips, grinding her mound on his erect penis. Both their crotches were warm, and Julie’s was damp as well. Mark closed his eyes in enjoyment, this last action of Julie’s being the most erotic thing he had experienced in a long time. Too long, in his opinion. He laid there, unmoving and barely thinking. He wanted to say something to stop her or to do something so this wouldn’t go any further. But he couldn’t trust himself; his hands ached for her body, and his erection wanted nothing more than to be free against her mound.
“You’re so hard for me daddy.” Julie whispered.
It was meant to push Matt over the top, but Matt had the opposite reaction. How can I let this happen, he thought. I shouldn’t be turned on by my daughter, let alone let things get this far. He resolved to stop her, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn’t say a word in protest. He could feel Julie start to breath harder, and he realized he was breathing harder too. He needed to stop this. Mustering all the willpower he had left, he twisted himself to get on his hands and knees, dumping Julie onto the bed. This didn’t have the effect he wanted. He ended up on all fours, his arms under Julie’s shoulders and his knees straddling her hips. He couldn’t help but look at this alluring girl under him. His eyes wondered to her perfect boobs, firm enough that they still stood roundly, the nipples pointing to Matt’s chest. He stared at them for a while, much longer than he wanted to. When he finally pried his eyes from them, he saw Julie’s face. It was a face he had seen for so long, the beautiful face of his daughter. It was still the face of his daughter, and while it was still beautiful, there was more to it than that. As Matt looked into her eyes, Julie shot him the most lustful, sexy look she could, which came naturally. At that moment, as father and daughter, they both wanted nothing more than to make love to each other.
Matt leaned down and attacked Julie’s lips, berating them with his own and sieging them with his tongue. With one hand he groped his daughter’s breast and the other he pulled her to him. He let his hips down on hers, letting some of his weight onto her but not nearly enough to hurt her. Julie tried to keep up with her father’s frantic affection, glad to finally give her father what he wants most in the world. She again used her hips to push against Matt’s dick, and Matt responded by thrusting lightly against her crotch. Julie moaned softly, which only encouraged Matt to thrust harder. They had to break their kiss to breath, and Julie took the chance to push Matt onto his back. Matt easily fell over and Julie got on all fours over him. Her hair dangled beside Matt’s face as she leaned in and kissed him. She only pecked him, then kissed his neck in the same fashion. She continued with many kisses down his chest until she got to his waistbands. She slowly pulled them down, kissing every inch of skin as it was exposed, until it reached his boner. She lifted the pants and underwear up and pulled it to his knees, exposing his raging erection. Matt didn’t consider himself anything above average, but to Julie, it looked enormous. Almost forgetting to pleasure him, she inquisitively put her hands on his shaft.
Matt sighed heavily as precum oozed out of his tip. Julie ran her hands along his member, from the shaft to the ball then back to the head. She took the precum and lathered her father’s penis with it. She gripped the shaft lightly and stroked it slowly, feeling it get more and more excited. Matt tilted his head back and closed his eyes, savouring the feel of her soft hands on his shaft. He felt a tongue at the bottom of his shaft; Julie slowly licked the length of his shaft. She got her tongue to the head and flicked it slightly. Matt shuddered in excitement. Julie plunged her tongue into Matt’s forest and found his balls. She didn’t mind a hairy dick, in fact, she kind of preferred it. She kept stroking his erection while she licked at his balls, a sensation that Matt scarcely experienced. His hands spread out for stability and he groaned. Julie took her mouth away from Matt’s balls, but he soon found it at his tip as she kissed it. Matt’s legs tightened as Julie slowly opened her lips around his member, taking the tip inside her mouth. Matt was reunited with her tongue as it danced around his inflated bulb, sending waves of pleasure through Matt.
Julie slowly worked her way down the shaft; whatever she had in her mouth was free game for her tongue to attack. She got as far as was comfortable, about two thirds of the way down his shaft, then raised her head so she was back to kissing the tip. She was quick this time, going down to her stopping point in one second then taking twice as long to go back up. She started going fasted, making the pacing more even between going up and down. A low growl came out of Matt’s throat as she bobbed her head on his cock. Matt knew he couldn’t take much of this without bursting, and sure enough, he could feel he was getting near his orgasm.
“Sugar, you’re going to make me cum.” He groaned, looking at her.
She looked up at him while still sucking him off. The eye contact sent Matt into new levels of pleasure. As if that wasn’t enough, Julie pushed her head down on his dick, taking nearly the whole shaft into her mouth. She couldn’t hold it long, but it was more than enough to push her father over the top. Her mouth retreated to Matt’s tip, keeping the bulb in her mouth and swirling the tongue around it. Matt felt his balls tingle then he felt a rush of semen up his cock. Julie stroked at his exposed shaft as quickly as she could after feeling the first shot of cum in her mouth. Matt’s head swung back in ecstasy and his legs and hips pulsating, lightly thrusting into Julie’s mouth. Julie didn’t stop, milking every bit of his love juice as she could get. She pleasured him even after he had stopped cumming, only stopping when his dick became spongy. She swallowed his load, much to the enjoyment of Matt, then crawled on top of him.
Matt tried to catch his breath, and while having someone lay on your chest while you’re breathing makes it harder, he gladly reciprocated his daughter’s soft embrace. He wiggled his pants and underwear completely off of his legs. Matt slowly recovered his breath but he knew it would take some time to get erect again. And what better way to spend it, he thought, than to give my daughter what she gave me. He rolled her over and made his way down between her legs, the smell of her love evident. He rubbed his hand against her panty covered mound to find she was damp. He pressed harder against her panties, feeling the outline of her pussy through the fabric.
“Take them off.” Julie cooed, desperate to feel Matt’s hands on her bare pussy.
Matt slipped his fingers under the waistband and pulled them all the way down and off of her. Staring at him was what he accounted as the best pussy he had ever seen. Julie had shaven it last night, so Matt’s eyes had an unobstructed view of her pink, tight lips that barely parted to show her inner lips. He felt a twinge in his still flaccid penis, signalling its desire to make love to Julie’s cunt, but Matt knew his fingers would have to make do for now. Using his whole hand he rubbed from the bottom of the lips until he had cupped her pussy. Julie rested her head back and closed her eyes. Matt continued to rub with his whole hand, and he used his middle finger to split the lips and uncover her clit. He ran his finger over it and Julie moaned softly. He moved his hand but kept his thumb at her clit, rubbing her lips in circles. Julie sighed, her heart rate increasing. Matt allowed one of his fingers to dip in and push against her opening, but not enough to penetrate. Julie pushed against the finger when he did, so Matt decided to go farther. He stopped rubbing and instead held his hand in place over her entrance. His fingers were well lubricated thanks to her wetness, and he placed his middle finger against her hole again. A slight push moved it into her vagina where it was met with tight gripping walls. His finger still slid pretty easily though, and he pushed it into her until it was up to two knuckle. Julie didn’t usually penetrate herself when she masturbated, so this sensation was new and fresh. She moaned and offered more of her pussy to Matt. He decided not to go deeper, instead slowly thrusting in and out. He adjusted his arms to better finger her, but that meant that the clit and the rest of the slit got no attention. Julie was fine with this, enthralled with the finger that was slowly thrusting into her. Matt, on the only hand, knew she deserved more.
He leaned over and put his head at her pussy. He started off with a simple kiss on her mound, and even that was enough to make Julie moan. He pushed his tongue out from between his lips and tongued the outside of her pussy. Julie was breathing heavy now, and light moans came from her mouth with every thrust Matt made. Matt used the tip of his tongue to get in between her lips, again uncovering her hard button. Julie moaned hard as his tongue flicked her clit, her arms reaching out to her sides. Matt quickly ran his tongue up and down her slit, and that combined with his thrusting produced a chorus of moans from Julie. They both knew Julie was nearing orgasm, and Matt had no intention of slowing down. Julie started instinctively humping against Matt’s tongue. Her hands gripped the bed beside her as she prepared for her orgasm. Suddenly, her back arched and her hips bucked, and a couple high pitched moans escaped hip lips. She came crashing down with a full body shudder as Matt did his best to still pleasure her as more juices flowed out of her. Eventually her orgasm subsided and she laid on the bed, still gripping the bed sheet.
Matt realized his boner was back, and it was already hard as steel. He thought to wait until she caught her breath, but he couldn’t help himself. He stood up off the bed and dragged Julie by the thighs until her hips were at the edge of the bed and her legs were in the air. Matt’s dick was mere inches from her pussy, but that wasn’t enough for him. He placed his head on her pussy and rubbed against her lips, coating himself with juices. He was almost shaking, he was so excited.
“Stick it in me.” Julie panted.
Matt took her legs and put them on his shoulders, so Julie hooked them around his neck. Not wanting to wait any longer, Matt placed his cockhead at her entrance. He pushed and his bulb popped into her pussy. Her tight walls gripped the head, already making Matt overwhelmed with lust. He grabbed her thighs and pushed further into her cunt, pioneering a path deep inside her. As Matt reached the end of his member he had completely filled up his daughter, and she moaned to have him fully inside of her. Matt was already in heaven, her tight warm walls squeezing all of his dick, but he still pulled out until just the head was left in. He pushed through her with a steady stroke, parting her lips much easier this time until he was again buried in her. Another moan came out of Julie and Matt wasted no time thrusting in her again. He started building up speed to both their pleasures. He reached up and filled his hands with Julie’s tits, groping and kneading them. Julie timed the rhythm and used her legs to push herself into Matt as he thrust into her. Julie’s moans were starting to fill the room and Matt couldn’t help but grunt with every thrust, which only turned Julie on more. With no inhibitions, Matt pounded full speed into his daughter. Julie only moaned louder and pushed harder herself. Matt stared down at his daughter as she rocked on the bed, her hair spreading out and framing her pleasure wracked face. They both wanted more, but Matt couldn’t thrust any harder. He reached down and grabbed her waist, using them as a handle to pull him into her. Matt realized that Julie was nearing another orgasm, and so was he. He used the last of his strength to thrust into her until her back again arched with ecstasy. Moans erupted form inside her and her muscles spasmed to get more pleasure. Matt could feel her walls spasming as well and knew it was his time. He used Julie’s hips to pull himself as deep as he could go and burst. They humped each other, desperately extending their climaxes. Each orgasm extend the other; Julie’s walls milked cum out of Matt, and Matt cumming made Julie want more.
Eventually their orgasms stopped and Matt fell over beside Julie. They laid there for a while, basking in the ecstatic glow of their orgasms. Finally, Matt scooped Julie onto his chest and kissed her sweetly. Julie kissed back, but it was destined to a short end because they both were still breathing heavily. When they did break the kiss, Julie simply put her head beside her fathers, and if it wasn’t for the ceiling light still being on, they probably would have fallen asleep. Instead, Julie eventually rolled off of Matt and got up. She cleared the tray of breakfast because she didn’t know what else to do. When she returned to the room, Matt was sitting at the side of the bed. He went to put on his underwear but Julie stopped him.
“I think today should be a naked day.” She said to him, hugging him.
“Whatever you say, sugar.” Matt agreed. They held each other for a bit.
“Am I your favorite father’s day present, daddy?” Julie asked.
“Of course you’re my favorite father’s day present.” Matt kissed her.
“But you don’t even know the best part.” Julie took him in the eye and smiled.
“What’s that, sugar?”
“This gift can be used over and over again, even when it’s not father’s day.” Julie kissed Matt.
“That is the best part.” He said and hugged her tighter. It was a miracle Matt didn’t have a heart attack that day.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/gngf37/daddys_journal_mfdaughterquarantine
The story put a strong, clear image in my head, good job.