This is a story about watching porn.
Not my proudest moment, I’ll admit, but it’s much worse than just a lonely old man jacking off. I’ve been divorced for almost ten years now. I’ve dated a few women since then, but nothing very serious, and I’ve been alone for several years. It wasn’t uncommon for me to relax in front of the computer after work and masturbate to porn. The other day, I was doing just that. I was tired, stressed out from work, and looking to unwind. I had my pants off and I was already idly rubbing myself as I pulled up a popular porn site.
The “amateur” category was never one of my favorites, but of course a variety of videos appear on the main page of the web site, and I was scrolling through them, squeezing and stroking my slowly hardening penis. An amateur video managed to catch my eye. The girl in the thumbnail seemed to be just the type I tend to be attracted to. Long, straight, dark hair, dark eyes, slim figure. Now that I think of it, every woman I’ve slept with since the divorce have been fairly similar in appearance: variations on a theme. The thumbnail showed her apparently on her knees with a cock in each hand, and the title was “Amateur teen loves being drenched in cum.” Gang bangs and bukkake aren’t usually my thing either, but I enjoy them sometimes, and this girl looked really hot.
I clicked on it, already hard now and stroking it, not expecting to need more than a few minutes. The camera work was shaky and definitely amateurish, apparently done by a guy who was vying to get his cock near the girl’s face. There were five or six guys standing around her, all with their dicks out. She really seemed to be enjoying herself. At first she was jerking one guy off while she sucked on another cock. For some reason, I couldn’t help but focus on her long, slender fingers wrapped around someone’s shaft. She had bright yellow fingernail polish on, making her lightly tanned skin seem darker, and watching her stroke the guy with those beautiful fingers was somehow sexy as hell. She turned away from the camera to put another dick in her mouth, and she bobbed her head back and forth vigorously.
I didn’t realize at first that anything seemed familiar about her. I was there to get my rocks off, and I never suspected it might have been someone I knew. Even her voice might have been recognizable, had I been thinking about it. Not that she was saying anything with her mouth full of dick the whole time, but there was the occasional “mmm-hmm,” or giggle, or gasp as she pulled away from a long deep throat. She was getting some sizable cocks all the way in her mouth, her lips pressed against the skin of the man’s body. Long streamers of spit clung to a cock as she pulled away, dribbling down her chin and onto her naked chest. Her perky little tits glistened beneath a wide smile. Though the camera didn’t focus on her lower half; it moved around erratically, probably being passed from one man to another. Nevertheless I could see her fingering herself as she moved to take a different cock between her shining lips. The touching herself was what really turned me on, and I knew I was going to be able to blow my load to this video.
She was taking the camera man’s cock in her mouth now, the top of her head moving back and forth quickly, his long shaft disappearing between those beautiful lips. It was easy to imagine it was my cock she was choking on as I tugged myself faster. Twenty or thirty seconds of that and I was ready to cum. Then as she stopped to catch her breath, big smile on her face, I had the shock of my life.
It was my daughter. There was a very clear view of her face, just before someone’s dick slapped her in the forehead and she began sucking someone else. It was my beautiful daughter who had only graduated high school last year, and she was in the middle of a ring of guys, naked, playing with herself and giggling and taking every cock in her mouth that she could. I was flabbergasted.
I didn’t know what to do. I froze up completely. Now I could recognize the voice as clearly hers. My daughter was sucking off a bunch of dudes and was clearly loving it, and I’d been tugging myself off to it. I didn’t think to stop the video or anything, I just sat there dumbfounded, watching it continue, hand still wrapped firmly around my dick.
Any time the camera panned down at all, it was clear she was finger-fucking herself vigorously. Even though I knew who it was now, I couldn’t help thinking that she had the most perfect body. I tried to stop thinking that, but the scene kept playing out in front of me and I didn’t turn away. I watched as she took the full length of someone’s cock–someone I knew?–and held it in her throat for five, six, seven seconds. I couldn’t look away. It was like I still couldn’t comprehend what was happening. When she pulled away, gasping, the man started stroking his spit-coated cock just over her face. She turned her face up toward him and he came, but not into her open mouth. His seed splashed in thick gooey globs across her forehead, into her shiny black hair, and on the top of her cheekbone. She giggled and raised a hand to her face like she was going to wipe it off. Before she could, though, someone else grabbed her head and shoved his dick into her mouth, sliding in and out passionately.
As the camera bobbed around erratically, I could see her hand between her own legs, moving furiously. She was fucking herself with two or three fingers, hard. The shot only gave a fleeting view of her body and then found her face once more. The rest of the men around her were all stroking their cocks, and while one was still fucking her face another stepped closer and came all over her other cheek, getting it in her eye and across the bridge of her nose as well. She had a light smattering of freckles across her nose, but it couldn’t be seen beneath this new coating of cum. The man fucking her face groaned and held her head still, cock buried deep in her throat. He was clearly coming and she gagged initially but managed to hold out for a few seconds while he shot his load into her.
When he pulled out, cum dripped from her lips and down onto her perfect little tits. She swallowed deeply, chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, showing a beautiful toothy smile afterward. And without warning, I came too. My hand had been locked around my cock in a death grip ever since I recognized her. I hadn’t been stroking it, but nevertheless it erupted in my hand, coating my fingers and splashing onto the inside of my thigh. On the screen, two more men stepped up, stroking their cocks, and in short order came onto my daughter’s face. Her mouth was open, catching as much as she could on her tongue while the rest of it squirted across her hair, her face, her tits. Yet another man stepped up to deliver another load as one backed away, and the thick coating of cum oozed down her cheeks and chin just as my own dripped down onto my balls.
At last I came to my senses and quickly stopped the video and started cleaning up my mess. I couldn’t believe what I’d done. I couldn’t believe what I’d seen. My precious little girl was all grown up now, and not only was she servicing a bunch of men and getting covered in cum, but thousands of people had watched it on the internet.
The shame and horror of what I’d done overwhelmed me. I got everything cleaned up and took a shower, hoping to somehow wash off what I’d seen and what I’d done. I wondered how she’d ended up in such a situation. I wondered if she’d been coerced, but it really seemed like she was having fun. Then I realized that just thinking about that had given me an erection, and I tried to get it out of my mind entirely.
The next day I agonized over it, mostly about whether she was safe and what had driven her to be this way. Was it my fault? Obviously her mother and I hadn’t been together for over half her childhood, and we didn’t have the most harmonious marriage before that. Had I not spent enough time with her? Had I been a bad role model? Maybe I was imposing my particular morality on the situation, and what she was doing wasn’t bad or unhealthy at all. Why can’t a girl just love sucking cock? It was just that she had always been my little angel, and this was such a wakeup call.
What’s really bad is not just that I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I decided that I didn’t want to mention it to her–how could I?–and let her live her life however she wanted. But yesterday I went to jack off again and I intentionally watched that same video. I just can’t get it out of my head, and I don’t know what I’m going to do. She still doesn’t even have her own place. She’s coming to stay at my house this weekend, and I don’t know if I can ever look her in the eye again. I don’t think there’s any way I can ever forget what I saw. What am I supposed to do?
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/rq7q2b/watching_porn_gone_wrong_fmmmmmm_incest