Daddy's reawakening - Chap 3 - Sex Stories

Daddy's reawakening - Chap 3

Chapter 3 - Goodnight kiss Needing to put some distance between us, I went downstairs to the kitchen. I opened the fridge door and the cool air felt fresh and nice, so I just stood there for a while with the door open, not really looking for anything to eat or drink. Standing there taking deep breaths of fresh air, my mind wasn’t a commotion of thoughts, instead it was quiet still, and the memories of my near sexual encounter with my teenage daughter were just slowly sinking in, letting my subconscious process it all. Our little encounter was the sexiest thing I had experienced in a long time. Even the last few years before her mother left, our sex life had gotten a bit stale, which I should have seen as a sign. The way in which my urges had just completely taken over me was exciting and frightening. It was very freeing to let go and feel no responsibility for what I was doing, but at the same time, I knew I had already crossed a moral boundary. I closed the fridge door and opened the freezer, pulling out a carton of ice cream, which I slowly scooped into a bowl. I took a seat at the kitchen table and just sat for a moment, not yet touching my snack. My gaze fell to my lap. My erection had finally subsided, but I was shocked to see a huge spot on the front of my gray sweatpants. It was a big dark spot, as if the front had been very wet, but there was also a trace of little bits of white solids. At first I was confused because I thought I had cum in my pants and didn’t ...

... realize it, but it wouldn’t make a spot that big, and the white residue, well I was familiar with that. It was my daughter's juices. My sweatpants were covered in her pussy cream. My fingers reached down and ran along the spot, scooping up a little of the residue. I brought the fingers right up to my face and paused, considering what I was about to do.Then, I put them directly under my nose and lightly inhaled. It was intoxicating. I don’t know exactly how long I sat there just breathing in her musk, but when I finally stopped, my bowl of ice cream was mostly melted. The house had been dead silent since I fled the scene of my crime, so to speak, and between that and me zoning out I had no conception of how much time had passed, but I thought that maybe I try to resume a normal life. I had decided that unless Julia brought it up, I would just never speak of it again. I grabbed the newspaper off of the counter and began to thumb through it, just biding some more time before I dared venture back upstairs. My hope was that Julia would be fast asleep first. I should have known better. My teenage daughter came plodding down the stairs, wearing a thin white nightie with the image of a crescent moon and a cloud on it. Her pink cotton panties were peeking through the sheer material and she was not wearing a bra. But that wasn’t even the worst of it. Not only had she put her hair in pigtails, but she was carrying Mr. Buttons, her teddy bear that she had had for what seemed like forever. I ...