One Bed AirBNB and My Daughter | MF, Incest Part 4

There are three installments to this story. Please visit my profile to read about them to get a better understanding of my relationship with my daughter before reading this. If this gets 75 upvotes, I will continue the series.

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This AirBNB had a special place in my heart. Lucy definitely picked a winner. The rooms were so homely and the host had plenty of items in the house for us to use at our own discretion. The bed took the prize for me though. It was exactly like those hotel beds, where the duvet somehow manages to stay firmly tucked in, no matter how much movement there was under the covers. Cozy.

I realised this as I woke up. Snuggling tightly with my teenage daughter, the duvet managed to make the experience of waking up with her even more romantic. I was still very much attracted to Lucy, and after the previous night, I didn’t feel the need to hide it in front of her.

I didn’t know how she would feel though. I woke up first, and was wondering what she would be like now that she’s sober. The sunlight crept under the curtains. The birds outside singing the song of their people, thankfully though it was quite peaceful due to most of the sound being muffled.

As I started to open my eyes more, my hand started to twitch. That hand was cupping Lucy’s left breast. After my hand twitched, and my brain acknowledged what was in my hand, my dick started to twitch. I could feel myself fitting perfectly between the cheeks of Lucy’s ass. I snuggled in tighter, trying to not wake the sleeping beauty.

I looked over my daughter’s shoulder and canvassed the room, looking at the unfolded blue dress Lucy was wearing last night on the floor. It made me think of what it was like to undress her. Despite undressing her being nothing new, the incident last night actually lead to something, rather than being an isolated occurrence. Just next to her dress was her underwear. Seeing it lay there on the floor made me go back to the view I had when I was stood at the end of the bed, watching Lucy rub her clitoris.

As my sleepy mind wandered south, my dick began to twitch more and more, getting harder in the process. Trying to be subtle wasn’t really going to work, there wasn’t any way I was going to get back to sleep. This was confirmed beyond any doubt when Lucy pushed her bum back into me. She was awake.

She moved her head, delving deeper into the all white pillow, before placing her hand over mine that was still cupping her left breast. I said “good morning, sweetheart” to her and began to softly kiss her back as she just responded with a sleepy hello.

As I started kissing my daughter’s back, she rubbed her bum up, down and around my groin which was now waking up itself. Lucy pressed her hand up against mine which was lightly placed on her breast. I was happy just gently cupping it, but squeezing it was definitely an enjoyable experience.

The temperature under the covers got noticeably warmer. The room itself was fairly cool, but underneath was like a sauna. Neither of us were sweaty, but it wasn’t far away. Still waking up, I got more horny, which was a forgone conclusion. Nobody would win any money on betting that I would be horny by the morning.

I moved my hand, the hand that was squeezing my daughter’s left B cup breast, down to the top of my daughter’s labia. Lucy rolled over. I propped myself up on my elbow, I was looking down my daughters fine body. Lucy spread her legs. Absolutely no nerves on my part, I was very confident and happy with what I wanted to happen.

I slid my middle finger and ring finger down her slit. She was very wet. Not soaking, but clearly she was getting horny. I let my eyes wander over my child’s body. She had her hands up, as if she was being told to put her hands up by authorities. This was a situation that I could only dream of happening before this trip, and admittedly I had fantasised about fingering Lucy whilst I masturbated, but this view was so much better than my fantasies.

Lucy just lay there as I slowly slid my fingers inside her pussy. Initially I went in first with my middle finger, but it wasn’t long before my ring finger was in there too. My daughter’s breathing began to fluctuate as my fingers entered and exited her vagina at a pace. I was always wondering where her head was. I took control, because like I said in my previous post, a sexual relationship with my only child was like jumping off a diving board. Once I jumped, I was very much there and any apprehension was long gone, but I still cared for the welfare of Lucy.

I worried in case sober Lucy didn’t want anything to do with me and only saw me as her dad. I worried in case alcohol was the thing that changed me from being her dad into just another guy who wants to give her cock. Safe to say, my mind wasn’t fully focused on fingering and pleasuring my daughter at that specific moment in time.

Lucy tilted her head back, bending her neck the process. That prompted me to focus more on what was going on, and was when I noticed how wet she was getting. I asked her if she doing okay, and her response was the first indication that I got as to which way sober Lucy was seeing me. She replied “I’m doing great, daddy.”

Telling me she’s doing great was obviously a good thing, but calling me daddy was the biggest indicator. In normal conversations throughout the house, she just calls me Dad. Plus, I’m sure I’ve heard her call multiple men “daddy” whilst they’ve been plowing her upstairs, so the fact that she called me Daddy, instead of Dad or just nothing really put my worries at ease.

I started to alternate between fingering Lucy and rubbing her clit. She began to squirm, and although I wanted to do something different, the squirms made me feel like I should go for longer. Especially since a few seconds after the squirms began, she told me she was close to cumming. I genuinely don’t mean to be modest when I say I wasn’t expecting her to cum from me fingering her and rubbing her clit.

I decided to tease her and kept doing what I was doing, except I leant into her ear and said to her “you’ll just have to last longer in the morning,” which was exactly what she said to me last night when I didn’t last very long, and I mimicked her voice as well. I wasn’t going to stop, not in a million years would I stop in this situation.

After I said that, Lucy clutched my wrist with both of her arms. I wasn’t going to move, and I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I remember smiling with confidence, feeling pretty proud of myself as my daughter began to orgasm. I watched her face go from one expression to another with every minuscule movement. Her tits were moving all around, like jelly on a plate as my daughter’s moans turned to groans. She was cumming.
Lucy loosened her grip around my wrists, and as the moans and groans quietened down and her breathing began to become slower and deeper, I removed my fingers from between her legs.

As I was looking down on my fairly satisfied daughter, I put my pussy soaked fingers in her mouth. Lucy didn’t have any problems with that. What a slut.  She sucked the juices off my fingers and circled her tongue around them.

I pulled my fingers out of her mouth, and as I did that, she put her left hand on my cock and slowly started jacking me off. I knew I was going to last longer now than I did last night. The excitement of being with my daughter for the first time was probably why I didn’t take long.

Lucy started to really focus on wanking my cock. We flipped positions, in that I went on my back and she went on her side, she switched hands in the process. We flipped the duvet off and onto the floor. God, she was good. It wasn’t long before she swapped hands for her mouth, either. She didn’t need any telling or instructions. I felt like I was easy to read, or maybe my daughter is just that good at reading men. I thought about how many weeks, months or years I had been so easy to read. Unlike my other thoughts, I didn’t get bogged down by that, rather it made me feel more comfortable.

I started making more moans and noises as my only child started to go to work on her father’s cock. I wasn’t looking at her as my child though. Well, I mean… I was in a way. As I looked down, I could only see her pastel pink and blue hair, and her bare body going off to the right, I saw her as Lucy, my daughter, but the taboo element just didn’t crop up in my mind at all. I was happy.

I asked Lucy to come and kiss me. Kissing was something we had barely done in comparison to much more lustful things. She finished sucking my cock and came straight up to kiss me. For most of my sexual life, kissing after oral sex was always something I enjoyed. I hadn’t brushed my teeth since Lucy came as I ate her pussy, so we were both even.

She laid next to me and started to make out with me. As our tongues started to swirl around each others, Lucy propped her right leg over my hips. I didn’t hesitate in grabbing onto it and pulling her over. We continued to make out when Lucy got on top of me, and my hands went straight for her ass. I could taste my cock on her tongue, and that only got me going even more.

With Lucy’s small physique, my hands were able to grab handfuls of her ass cheeks with ease, and my fingertips were able to feel the entrance to her pussy. No surprise, she was still wet as fuck. I slipped my middle finger inside her. I’ll never ever get used to having my daughter in a sexual setting.

Lucy was humping the air. She wanted cock. She wanted MY cock. We never stopped kissing, that was, until I took my finger out of her and angled my cock up with her body and slid inside her. She retracted her tongue first but I remember us both being mouth to mouth and feeling her moan in my mouth as we started to make love.

Lucy kneeled up straight as my cock went all inside her. My first time fucking her when I’ve been completely sober. I’m so glad to say I’ll be able to remember every single little feeling of the experience for many years to come. I looked up at Lucy as she started to ride me, though she was mainly looking at the wall behind me or the ceiling instead. I had a tremendous view though. I could see glimpses of my cock as Lucy rode me, but the main event was seeing my daughter’s B cup tits jumping up and down in unison with her movements. All of this coupled with the amazing feeling of sexual intercourse with the girl I’ve been fantasizing over for longer than I care to admit (seriously).

After I moaned more and more as the sex went on, we locked eyes. This didn’t stop the rhythmic movement though. We locked eyes and we didn’t stop looking at each other whilst we made love, though I’m not sure if Lucy would call it making love, maybe that’s me showing my age or showing how deeply attracted I am on multiple levels to my daughter.

“I love you, Lucy,” I said to my daughter through my moans as we kept our eyes locked. Lucy laughed. Not in a bad way though, what I said was quite out of the blue. It was a laugh that broke the pattern of us both trying out best to balance the “fuck me this is amazing” kind of facial expression and the “can’t be seen enjoying this TOO much.”

“I love you too, Dad,” she said back to me. If I wasn’t getting having sex right now, I would have been taken aback, and admittedly after we finished this played on my mind quite a lot. She called me Dad whilst she’s riding my cock. Am I in an incestuous relationship now? Has that line confirmed it? What do you all think? I hate to say it but after the sex, and I know how cliche it is, but I did ponder the question of what are we?

In that moment though I just smiled, it probably came across as a grin, I’m not sure. But I was loving this moment and I was loving my daughter. I was getting close too. I had lasted longer than I did the night before, but it wasn’t a considerable increase on my personal best, but I informed Lucy that I was close nonetheless. “Good,” she said to me as she moaned in the process before adding, “where would you like to finish?”

I was spoilt for a choice I didn’t know I had, and I knew the answer to the question, but I went for a more subtle approach. “I mean, you’ve finished in my mouth, so…” I said to her as I watched her breasts jump for a brief period. Lucy smiled and stopped jumping on my cock. Instead, she took all of me inside her and started grinding. My legs started to spasm. I knew she could feel it. Lucy slowly got off my cock and I saw her juices stick to her pussy and my member. It was so sexy to see.

Lucy got between my legs and wasted no time, no hesitation or apprehension in sight, started to suck me and jack me. I learned very quickly that my only child had an otherworldly mouth on her. I was at climax in no time. I moaned, groaned and spasmed as I shot what felt like a boatload inside my daughter’s mouth. Looking down at her lips around my cock only made the experience even better. It was one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had in all my life. I say Lucy took my load like a pro, but at this point I’m pretty sure she is actually a professional.

Lucy, loaded with cum in her mouth, backed away from my cock, giving it on last lick and making sure she got every last drop of her dad’s cum. She kneeled up and gave me the eyes, before swallowing everything in her mouth. What a slut. That is my slut.

She fell into my arms, both of us incredibly sweaty and satisfied. We both lay there, catching our breath without really saying much. After some time I broke the ice and said, “I lasted longer than last night.” Lucy just hummed, she began to run her fingertips over my chest and I responded to her hums with “If you want me to last longer, we’ll just have to do this more often.”

I looked down at Lucy as I said that, I couldn’t really see much of her face, but I could see a smile appearing from the corner of her mouth. She hugged me.

Lucy responded, “That sounds absolutely fine with me.”

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