Disclaimer: everyone is at least 18 years old. This tale is about incest and contains a piss fetish! If you don’t like it, don’t read :)) This is Part 1, I’ll do part 2 if people like it!
I had always been very close to my daughter, Helen. As a 45 years old dad, I had raised her less than half of my life, but she was, to me, one of the loveliest people on earth, inside and outside. Her mom and I had always taken care of her but still gave her a fair load of freedom: she was our only child, and we knew that we didn’t want to be these overbearing parents that children flee because they feel imprisoned.
She was a bright, independent young person, and many times in my head came the strange thought that had I known her young, I would have fallen in love with her immediately.