One Bed AirBNB with my daughter | (MF) (Incest) (Long)

This is the 3rd installment of the fictional account of my relationship with my daughter, Lucy. To get a better understanding of our relationship, please read part [one](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ny235o/using_my_daughter_to_help_my_business_mf_incest/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) and [two](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/o1rco3/my_daughter_the_bargaining_tool_p2_mf_incest/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share) before continuing. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I did experiencing it.

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All deals where my daughter could possibly be used as a negotiation strategy were off the cards after what happened last time, mentioned in my previous post. If I was struggling to close a deal, I just had to suck it up and get on with it. As the spring and summer months came in, revenue always started to rise anyways, so money wasn’t a problem, and still isn’t at the moment.

My relationship with Lucy hasn’t been completely damaged, though we have spoken to each other a lot less since I watched her get fucked for the deal. She still has sex often in the house when I’m around, and I can still hear her. All the boundaries are still in place, it’s just that she doesn’t seem to want to spend as much time with me as she did before the deal took place. I didn’t speak to her much either in fairness, even though I did wonder what was going on in her head.

I had been super busy with work recently. I hadn’t been stressed about it or anything, but it definitely took up a lot if my time. When time allowed, I planned for Lucy and I to go away for a weekend to a city not too far from us called York. We have been  before, it has lovely shops, food places, and a bar that does all sorts of amazing drinks. I knew it was one of Lucy’s favourite places, and it was definitely near the top of the list for me too.

Since the last post, Lucy had dyed her hair. It was now a mixture of pastel blue and pink, I jokingly teased her saying it looks like one of them Tango IceBlasts you get at the cinema, but I do genuinely like it, the hairdresser did a great job.

Lucy and I spoke about York, what we’d like to do and what not. Whenever we stay somewhere, it’s Lucy’s job to pick a list of places that we could stay, as I usually just stick to the classic budget hotels, and then I’d pick from the options she gives me. This was no different. She sat down next to me one evening and scrolled through the couple of options on AirBNB, also mentioning hotels are fairly cheap for the time we were going.

As she’s scrolling through the first one, my thoughts were that it looked very homely and inviting, albeit a bit pricey for 3 nights. A notification pops up as shes just scrolling through the last few images, you can probably guess which app it is from. OnlyFans. Not just that, but a message from one of her subscribers (I think that’s what they’re called on there) complimenting her. The message just read “? such a juicy pus…” before it got too long for the notification bar. Lucy swiped it off almost instantly after it popped, but it was still enough time for me to see it. I didn’t mention it, and I tried to not think about it. That’s not my business.

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Flash forward and I’m driving the two of us to our AirBNB flat in York City Centre. We picked out a nice place that seemed quite modern and had everything we needed. It was always nice to get the impression that people cared about their AirBNB properties. Lucy has her bluetooth playing through my cars audio system, life is feeling pretty good.

During the journey, we spoke about what we’d like to do, we had 3 days in York so we needed to plan some things out. Drinks were on the cards every night, we planned to go to the cinema before drinking one night, and I picked out a fancy restaurant for us to dine in one night as well.

The keys to the AirBNB were in a lock box outside. We walk in, the smell was amazing, every room smelt like a mixture of lemon and lavender. When we booked, there was the option of having two bedrooms, and discussing this with Lucy made me sure that our relationship wasn’t all that damaged after all as we just picked one bed. Knowing that she was still comfortable in sleeping in the same bed as me put me at ease.

We helped each other unpack our stuff and put them where they go in the room, there was plenty of space. Unpacking Lucy’s bras and underwear was something I considered to be fairly innocent, but the styles and colours slowly set my mind into imagination mode.

By the time we were finished, there wasn’t really that much point in doing anything, it was around 5:30pm, all the shops would be closing soon. Lucy and I decided to just stay inside the first night, watch a movie, get a takeaway and drink some of the alcohol we prepackaged. This wasn’t the night. I’ll tell you now, People of Reddit, it happened at this AirBNB, but the first night wasn’t the one.

We stuck a film on and cuddled in bed. I was wearing pyjama bottoms without anything covering my chest whilst Lucy was wearing a matching set of a red lace bralette and a thong. I tried focusing on the film whenever she got out of bed, but seeing her ass move in unison with her hips, side to side every step, it was very much the elephant in the room.

The skin on skin contact was really special, the last time we were like this was months ago, it was something I had missed. Nevertheless, any time my skin touched my teenage daughter’s skin, my heart raced. I couldn’t tell if Lucy’s heart was racing, but I felt as though mine was obvious and that only made it worse. Looking back, I do wonder if the first night was just us testing the water for what was coming, each of us seeing the other’s reaction to skin on skin contact.

During the film, nearer to the end, there was your typical sex scene with the woman’s breasts in full view and plenty of moans from both parties. I had my daughter cuddling into me at the time with my left arm around her. We didn’t move. It was as if we were frozen in time.

Other than those brief moments, nothing of note really happened on night one. We had a couple of drinks after the film ended and just spoke to each other whilst we were in bed. It was nice father daughter time.

During the night, I woke up in a bit of a compromising position. I was still wearing my pyjama bottoms, though Lucy had taken her underwear off and slept naked. I woke up, must have been around 3am, I was spooning my naked teenage daughter, and not only that, but my hand was cupping one of her breasts. I felt strangely violated. It was as if my unconscious mind was at war with my conscience.

I slowly pulled away and turned over, hoping and praying Lucy hadn’t woken up whilst I was like that. Thankfully, she didn’t mention anything when we got out of bed in the morning.

Day 2 was spent walking around York, looking in and around many shops, with myself giving my debit card to my daughter despite her also earning a pretty penny. Buying her things makes me feel like a better dad.

We spent a good few hours walking around The Shambles and other main shopping places in York, stopping off for a bite to eat half way through. The cinemas was next on the cards, Lucy picked the film. I’m purposely skimming over the most parts of the day that don’t have any bearing over my relationship with Lucy advancing.

By the end of the film, we were both pretty hungry. We decided to go back to our flat, get changed into something more formal and then go to a restaurant.

Lucy put on a beautiful dress, it was a blue off the shoulder dress that only just covered her bum by a couple of inches and hugged her curvy hips in such a sexy way. Her pink/blue pastel hair was in a single ponytail, the colours of her blending well. She decided she wanted to paint her nails too, a pastel pink colour. It was worth the wait, with a full body blend of blues and pinks. My daughter really was stunning.

We shared a moment before we left, my initial reaction to seeing her all dressed up was quite different to how a normal father would react to seeing his daughter. As she stood in front of me, I gazed at her from head to toe, with my attention focusing on different parts. I took my time eyeing up her chest, as she was going out without a bra, and her shaved legs. They reflected the sunlight coming through the window. She could tell I was gazing. She could tell I thought she was sexy. Pulling my lips into my mouth as I eyed her up didn’t exactly make it subtly.

I was wearing a designer white shirt with tiny logos on them, accompanied by a blazer, matching trousers, and a brown leather belt.

When we were dining in the restaurant, I wished we could have acted like boyfriend and girlfriend, though our age gap and certain similarities made the family connection too obvious. It was a nice experience though, the food was amazing and we had a couple of cocktails as a dessert to start the night off.

The bill got paid and we headed to our favourite bar for even more cocktails. The night went on, and we rambled more and more with every passing drink. We were both getting drunk at the same speed.

The cocktail selection was great. What typically happened was we would order and end up sharing them both. It made me happy knowing that we shared the same straws. My mouth being where her mouth had been. Call me childish, I know how corny and desperate that sounds.

The night ends with the bar closing, we made it to last orders, that was a call for celebration anyways. With us both being fairly intoxicated, we finish our drinks and head back to the hotel. I remember us holding hands in case either of us stumbled on the cobblestone paths back to the flat.

We make it, no tumbles in sight. Lucy walks in and jumps onto the bed, laying flat on her back. We both laugh, it wasn’t particularly funny, but with us both being a certain level of drunk, everything was funny. I started taking my blazer and belt off to get ready for bed. Lucy was watching me as I did it, and I was looking back at her, still laying on the bed doing nothing but watching.

After hanging up my blazer, I take down my trousers and do the same thing. To my surprise, Lucy was still watching me, and didn’t even stop watching even when I took my top off.

I was standing at the end of the bed, wearing only white underwear that was fairly tight and made myself look better than I actually am from any angle. My knees brushed against Lucy’s lower legs. I asked her if she was going to get ready for bed. Her reply took me completely by surprise. “Isn’t this usually the part where you undress me?”

She was right, drunken Lucy in a hotel room was typically the part where I undress her since she couldn’t do it herself. This time though was different. She was capable of undressing herself, though I was very happy to do it.

I wasn’t sure on how to take the dress off, I just kind of pulled it down, which worked a treat. Like me, Lucy was only wearing pants underneath her clothing. Purple lace thongs. Good God I was in heaven looking down at Lucy wearing nothing but her seductive thongs. I could tell she felt sexy, as we were both biting our lips.

This was the moment. This was the night. As I paused and stared at her almost naked teenage body, she cupped her B cup breasts and squished them around, then rubbed her fingers in circular motions around her nipples.

I didn’t need to be asked, I took control and took down her thongs. I had my completely naked, teenage daughter right in front of me on a bed, playing with her breasts. Alcohol usually makes it difficult for me to, y’know, but there was absolutely no trouble tonight. I saw Lucy glance at my erection that was protruding from my underwear. That glance turned into a longer look.

My daughter opened her legs, allowing me to get a good view of her vagina. It was visibly wet. After a couple of seconds of me taking in the view, Lucy began to rub her clit right in front me. She was clearly very horny, as was I. I take my underwear down. I feel slightly inferior as I’m noticeably smaller than the client mentioned in the last post, but Lucy was very happy to see it nonetheless.

I kind of just stood in front of her and waited for her instructions. I was very rusty, whereas she was the opposite of rusty. She asked if I wanted to take over, referring to rubbing her clit. I did, but the mental aspect was still something I was struggling with. I had Lucy right in front of me, naked, horny, and wanting me just as much as I wanted her. I suppose it was like I was on the edge of a diving board; I reached the end, now the most difficult bit was to jump.

I pulled Lucy further down the bed by gripping underneath her knees. I then placed my left hand just above her clit and allowed my fingertips to just trickle down between her legs. She was completely shaven clean, it was beautiful.

The room was fairly cool as we left a small window on the latch whilst we were out and with it being past midnight, the cold air filled the flat whilst we were gone. Neither myself or Lucy felt the cold in the moment, we were both feeling hot.

The first touch of my daughter’s clitoris felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I had made the jump, and what a worthwhile jump it was. I rubbed my middle finger up and down the top half of her vulva, working my way around and feeling for her clit. Lucy had tilted her head back and closed her eyes as soon as my fingers made contact with her skin, but I watched to see how her face moved to see what she enjoyed.

I found her clit and did slow and circular motions around it as my finger got progressively wetter. My other hand went below my left and I slid two fingers inside Lucy’s gorgeous pussy. I struggled to multitask, so I just kind of let my fingers stay inside her whilst I put most of my focus onto her clit.

Lucy kept her hands over her breasts, sometimes playing with and twisting her nipples. I was loving every single thing I was seeing. Every aspect of this situation made me happy. Years of building my relationship with Lucy had lead to this.

I looked down at my fingers, looking at how the light reflected off them as my daughter’s juices coated them. It looked amazing, and the next thing I wanted to know was if it tasted amazing.

I got on my knees at the end of the bed and propped Lucy’s legs over my shoulders. I went nose first into her pussy, working my way up and between her lips. I placed my tongue on her clit and began to go to work. The taste was devine. It was like I had been starved of food for days, and my first meal was at a five star restaurant.

At first, I was just so giddy that I was licking my daughter’s clit up and down, but I remember hearing about spelling out my name using my tongue, so I tried that. Something about spelling my name on her clitoris, her fathers name, just made me feel special. Whilst I eating her, I ran my hands around her shaved thighs, just doing circular motions with my wrist.

I wanted to eat her out until she finished. In the past, I had always been more successful in making women cum with my tongue than with my penis. I couldn’t let my first time with Lucy end up with only one of us having an orgasm. This might not sound too erotic, but this is what was going through my head at the time.

Thankfully, I was in a comfortable position at the end of the bed, although my cock was absolutely begging me to start fucking her. I was eating my daughter’s pussy for around 10 minutes or so before her moans started to get louder and more frequent. Once she gripped a handful of my hair, I knew she was close. I just tried to remain cool and continue what I was doing.

Then Lucy took a slow, deep breath in and released the loudest moan I’ve ever heard come out her mouth. My head was suddenly being squashed by her thighs, her moans muffled as my ears were covered. The grip on my head was tightened, and I can’t recall ever being as proud of myself and of Lucy. Neither of us was done there though.

We took five minutes after she finished, mainly to get more alcohol into our systems. She kind of looked at me for a moment and we both giggled a little bit. Lucy took a big mouthful of her bottle of wine, then wiped any excess off her lips using her forearm before she got on her knees in front of me whilst I was still drinking.

My daughter started giving me head before I could even comprehend what was about to happen. My hand instinctively just started stroking her hair as her head went back and forth. She knew what she was doing, fuck, the amount of practice she must have had in her life before this had went through my mind before this ever happened. And yes, I did just admit I’ve thought about my daughter giving me head.

She sucked my cock so good, I casually just finished off another glass of whiskey. After I got the last drop, I pulled Lucy’s head back and jerked it so she was looking up at me. Saliva stretched from the tip of my cock to her mouth even as she was pulled away. Filth, my daughter was absolute filth.

We never spoke much during the foreplay, the main sounds were a mixture of heavy breathing and moans. I did say to my daughter though, as she was kneeling in front of me with her hair being gripped tightly, “Back on the bed,” to which she obediently nodded.

She went to the top of the bed and laid on her back, spreading her legs as she got comfortable. My sober mind was gone, I was being lead purely by my cock, and it was desperate for my daughter. So I got on the bed and crawled towards her. I put myself between her legs, with the tip of my penis touching up against her pussy lips. I looked down at Lucy who looked up at me, then down to my cock.

It was time. Many years in the making. Now was the right place and the right time. I slid my cock inside Lucy’s vagina, and we both simultaneously closed our eyes and moaned. I wasn’t in the mindset to be slow, I was ravenous. I fell into Lucy and my cock went as deep as it could go. As I started to thrust, I looked down at my daughter who was enjoying it just as much as me.

Up to this point, Lucy and I had given each other oral sex, now, we were having sexual intercourse, but we hadn’t kissed. I looked down at her lips as I bit my own. She looked at mine, but I was slightly intimidated to make the first move. Lucy could tell and she pushed her lips together and prompted me to kiss her. Our tongues started fighting with each other as my cock was still going in and out of her teenage pussy.

Honestly I was struggling to not cum straight away. I had been inside her less than two minutes and I could already feel myself ready to burst. I told Lucy as much. I was quite embarrassed, but I hoped this wouldn’t be the last time we fucked whilst we were here.

Lucy had her fingernails running over my back as she told me to cum, “cum for me,” were her exact words and those three words were all I needed to send me over the edge. My head fell into the pillow on Lucy’s left as I moaned loudly into it. I could feel the cum shoot out of my cock and into Lucy’s vagina. Knowing that I was filling my daughter up just made me shoot cum that I didn’t know I had.

Lucy was just laying there, but she whispered in my ear as I finished cumming, “you feel amazing inside me, daddy.” I chuckled. The chuckle was because after years of hearing my daughter being fucked upstairs, years of seeing her wearing sexy little lingerie, years of seeing men of all ages coming into my house purely to fuck my daughter, I had finally done that myself.

We kissed again with my cock still inside her cum filled pussy, though I was slowly pulling out. I fell onto Lucy’s left side, and she turned over so we could spoon. I held her breast in my hand as I got close to her. She pushed her ass into my crotch and said to me, “you’ll just have to last longer in the morning,” before we both drifted off to sleep.

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