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I had married young, mainly due the fact that I had gotten Janet pregnant.Things seemed to work out fine for about five years until Janet informed methat she was leaving me and our little girl Kelly for some rich guy on thewest coast. Twelve years later I still hadn’t gotten over it completely. Itruly loved Janet and probably would still take her back today. Now at 35, my [love](https://storyva.com/stories/love) life is still pretty lame even though I am considered good looking. I amjust not a very good conversationalist. It had been at least 6 months since mylast sexual encounter, a bar slut who I’d rather forget.
It was Friday night, my poker night over at Stu’s house. I was doing prettygood, both in my beer drinking and card playing. At 12:30, Stu’s wife came outwearing a tight fitting tank top and high cut shorts. I could smell her softsensual perfume as she whispered something in his ear, her hand disappearingbelow the table. They were both young, Stu about 28 and Sandy 25, although shebarely looked 19. She gave him a quick kiss and stood up. My eyes couldn’thelp fixating on her tits, her shirt perfectly outlining them and herobviously erect nipples. She said “See ya guys” and trotted off. I envied Stu,I would have given anything to jump in her pants. For obvious reasons the gameended shortly thereafter and I headed home with my money, a good buzz and ahardon.
I arrived home to the sight of a girl being carried out the door by a ratherlarge guy. I recognized him as Phil and the girl as Lisa. They had been overmany times to go swimming and hang out. “I just got here and found these twototally wasted”, Phil said. “How’s Kelly?” I said. “She’s pretty out of ittoo” he replied. He then laid Lisa in the back seat of his car and drove off.
I walked into the house and saw my daughter passed out on the couch, manybeer bottles and a near empty Jack Daniels bottle on the coffee table. I triedto bring my daughter up properly, but without a mother around, it was tough.She was a good kid and at 18 she seemed to have it together. She didn’t drinkthat often, but when she did, this was usually the result. She looked muchlike her mother since she became a bottle blond she looked more like [porn](https://storyva.com/stories/porn) starGinger Lynn. In the last year Kelly’s body began to fill out quite nicely. Herdress had become more revealing and so did her sexuality.
She was passed out all right. She was laid out on the couch, her blue eyesnow shut. Her cropped shirt revealed her trim belly and just barely coveredher noticeably adult breasts. I called her name several times and even shookher shoulder with absolutely no response. I lifted her off the couch andcarried her to her room, laying her on the bed carefully. As I laid her down,her shirt snagged briefly on my belt, then springing free revealing much ofher left breast. I didn’t think anything of it and instinctively reached tocover her. Just as my hand reached her shirt, Kelly shifted her sleeping body,totally exposing her tit, pressing it briefly into to my unexpected hand. Myhand quickly pulled away, my pinky catching on her raised nipple. Her breastshook slightly before returning to stillness. I replaced her shirt correctlyand stood above her. I felt a stirring in my crotch as I gazed over her trimfirm body.
I left the room and headed for the kitchen for a beer. I was disappointed butnot surprised to find that Kelly and her friend had drank them all. Iremembered the whiskey bottle on the table where Kelly was passed out.Reaching for the bottle I found it to be nearly empty. No wonder she was sofucked up. I poured myself a large shot and downed it quickly. I sat back asmy mind couldn’t forget the brief but erotic experience in Kelly’s room. Mycock began to get hard at the thought of seeing her bare tit. I thought backto the other [erotic](https://storyva.com/stories/erotic) sights I had seen. There was the time I walked into herroom to call her for dinner and found her asleep on her bed. She was laying onher stomach wearing this same crop top shirt and a pair of tiger stripedpanties. She had the nicest ass I had ever seen. Thoughts of tracing thatpanty line with my tongue raced through my head. She was my daughter, but howmuch can a man take. I thought of this summer when she proudly displayed herincredible tan to me by pulling her bikini bottoms down slightly for me tosee, “Isn’t this the best tan [Daddy](https://storyva.com/stories/daddy)?”. I had nodded agreement still gazing atthe small patch of pubic hair that also was visible. I watched her as she madesome ice tea, noting how nice and rounded her breasts had become, bouncingslightly with each step. More than once I had come home late and heard thesounds of her getting fucked by some lucky young stud. I promised each time Iwould give her a father daughter talk, but just never got around to it. Onenight I had woke up thirsty and headed to the kitchen. Passing her door Iheard a strange buzzing sound and listening closer, her moans. I stood thereawhile, slowly [masturbating](https://storyva.com/stories/masturbation/) until I heard her moans increase to the soft criesof orgasm. I shot my load all over the carpet outside her door. The next day,while she was at school I found the mystery sound in her panty drawer. It wasa huge vibrating dildo. She hadn’t washed it and I could still see by the filmher pussy juices left, how deep she stuck it inside her. I had masturbated thatafternoon at the thought of planting a hidden camera in her room to catch heron film.
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