1. Annie and Me


    Date: 11/20/2015, Categories: First Time Taboo Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster 

    ... Pun'kin?&#034 I asked. &#034Uh huh.&#034 she sighed and lay on me, drifting off to sl**p as, u*********sly, I caressed and kneaded the little lumps there. Janet had a big frown on her face, but for some reason she never said a word, ... never objected. I decided to let it be, and said nothing either. Annie just drifted off to sl**p. As time went on, this became a nightly ritual, Annie and I curled up in the recliner, Janet just bored, watching TV. Despite myself I began to enjoy the sexual element creeping into these little &#034cuddling&#034 sessions with my daughter. Annie was rapidly approaching twelve years old, and her gangly body was developing more and more soft little curves. Janet told me Annie was already having periods. As my daughter lay against me, her legs scissored over my thigh, and the hard little knot of her pubis found its way against my leg. Yes, I would get erections. My penis would stiffen and thicken in my pants as I felt Annie press against me, or as I cupped her little breast. Truthfully, I enjoyed the sensation, and didn't feel guilty enough to analyze what was arousing me. I allowed myself to think that as long as my dick stayed inside my fly, ... well nothing was wrong with that was there? At these times Annie would get all &#034snuggly&#034 and guide my hand over to her tiny, but growing, boobs. As she squeezed and pressed her crotch against my leg, with a kind of absent-minded reflex, would I circle and fondle and gently run my finger around ...
    ... in a teasing circle over the puffy, budding flesh of her not-yet-matured aureola, through her PJ's. I guess I was not allowing myself to focus on what I was doing, instead I fooled myself into an absent minded-state where I touched my little daughter's intimate flesh and tried to watch Star Trek. Yet part of me noticed every response as my daughter's tiny nipple began to stiffen and the puffy flesh around it seem to swell and form a little crown on her mini-mammary. Annie seemed to love it just that much more. She would put her hand over mine, pressing it onto her tiny tit so that I cupped it and warmed it in my palm, gently kneading her. Annie was never naive or foolish about the disapproval of her mother, I know now, looking back on that time. She would keep up a constant, aimless chatter about the program so as to appear &#034normal&#034 as her flat little mons pressed harder and harder to my leg and her breast moved tightly into my hand. We both didn't want Janet to be suspicious; but it was only a question of time before my wife caught on. We never really fooled her. One night it was too hot for a blanket over us to hide our little game, but Annie and I were enjoying each other too much to stop. I was deliberately not focusing, and trying to appear casual, but Janet glanced over to see me absently circling my finger round and round on the pajama material over Annie's left breast. &#034My GOD!&#034 Janet snapped in disgust, staring at me with a vehement, jealous look. ...
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