I looked up from my phone as Emily walked into the kitchen. I still wasn’t used to having a roommate, let alone my estranged daughter.
“Good morning Daddy,” she said as she poured herself some coffee.
“Good morning Emily, but I thought we discussed your use of the phrase ‘Daddy’ when you address me?”
“We did,” she says as she smiles at me, “but you’re my daddy!” She then leaned down and pecked me on the cheek before retreating back to her room. I caught myself watching her butt as she retreated from the room. Shaking my head at myself I finished my coffee before walking back to my bathroom to get ready for work.
As I walked by her room I saw into her room through the open door. She was lying on her bed on her stomach with her feet up in just her tank top and panties. Her athletic shorts from a few minutes ago were laying on the floor at the foot of her bed. I had to catch myself from guffawing at her as I walked by.
Geezus, what is up with this girl. It didn’t help that she looked just like her mother did at that age. While I showered for work I thought back 18 years earlier when I last saw her mother. I could remember the party, the people, and that purple bikini her mother had on. Well at least for part of that night…
After I finished showering I went to my room and noticed her door was closed. Eh, maybe she forgot her door was open again, she had been doing it pretty often. Teenagers are teenagers after all. I took my time getting dressed, trying to put together the correct outfit. They say dress for success, especially if you’re a realtor.
Doubly so if your firm is one of the best in the city.
Satisfied I looked like I could sell porn to a Catholic Priest, I exited my room. Okay, on second thought, selling porn to a Catholic Priest might be easy depending on the porn…
Maybe not the best analogy after all. Either way I felt I was going to actually sell the Werner house today.
Emily was standing at the stove burning another one of my pans again… She had already done that to two since she moved in a month ago. Then I saw what she was wearing. Once again the memory of her mother popped back into my mind. She didn’t just remind me of her mother, she was the spitting image of her mother. Then it happened…
I found myself staring at my daughter’s butt while I started to get hard. Fuck, this is my daughter. But damn if she didn’t look good. No you fool, she’s your daughter. Then she turned and saw me.
“Hi Daddy,” she said as she ran up and hugged me, “I’m making eggs!” I stood there as she pressed herself up against me. My semi erect cock pressing against her hips. I was sure she could feel it as I wrapped my arms around her. Then I felt her push her pelvis against my erection, which sent it almost to full mast for a brief second before she let go of me. “You can have some if you want.”
“You mean you’re burning another one of my pans…” I replied as I quickly made it to a seat to sit down.
“Hey now, it was only once Daddy,” she replied playfully.
“No, it was twice,” I replied. She turned her head over her shoulder to stick her tongue out at me. I had hoped sitting would help with my erection, but it didn’t. Not after she had pushed herself against it. There was no way she hadn’t felt my erection. Zero chance. To be clear, that isn’t me saying I am porn star down there. My dick is average and I’m most definitely a grower. But there was no way she didn’t feel that the way she was pressed up against me. She was just too close not too.
It also didn’t help that I had sat opposite the stove where she was cooking. This left me eye level with her shorts causing me to go to full mast. Fuck, they looked good on her. Where were girls like this when I was 18? Wait no, she’s my daughter.
“Uh, actually I think I am going to head into the office early,” I said as I got up to leave. I hoped that I could get out of the room before she could hug me again.
No such luck, she spun around from the stove to throw her arms around me again. “See you later Daddy,” she said in a seductive voice before going onto her tippy toes to kiss my cheek. Then she spun around and pushed her butt up against my erection before stepping back to the stove.
I was speechless as my body began moving out to my car to leave. I couldn’t actually believe that had happened. There was no way to play it off as something else like she had done those other times…
Those other times…
Ever since she had moved in after the Fourth there had been little things. First it was calling me “Daddy,” then it was her sun tanning. She would lay out poolside in these little bikinis tanning every time I had to do yard work. Then she started dressing in skimpier outfits. Wearing tight tank tops with no bra and either just her panties or tight athletic shorts. Then it was leaving her door open when was in her room in just her underwear. Then she accidentally sent me a pic of her in some lingerie. She had told me it was an accident, having been meant for a guy back home.
But this was different. There was no playing that off. There was no way to explain her speaking so seductively. There was no explanation for bumping my erection with her ass…
Her ass…
My daughter had bumped her Daddy’s erect cock with her ass…
*This is my first erotic story that I have ever posted. Let me know what you think and if you want me to continue this story.*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/p56arm/my_new_roommate_mf_fd_inc
I had to attempt to post this about four times before it worked. And then I had to play with the formatting to get it to not look like a wall of text. I typed it up in google docs and copied it. For some reason it didn’t keep any of it when I posted. Then only the parts I had tweaked a little. So if anyone has any idea on what happened I would appreciate it. Thank you.
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