Daughter's Black out - Sex Stories

Daughter's Black out

My wife just up and left us. What a fucking bitch. She had been acting strange, weird and jealous for a while. As our daughter matured it was like she hated her. All my sweet daughter wanted was to be loved by her mom. But all that bitch could see was the body she didnt have anymore and the face she never had. When we got married she was a single mom and I did what Daisy's birth father didnt have the balls to do and I took her in as my own. After her last birthday she came home from a party drunk and was acting really crazy with me in the kitchen. I tried to shush her so her mom wouldn't wake up but it didn't work. That bitch walked in right as Daisy planted a kiss right on my lips. It lasted longer than any other kiss we'd ever shared and her mother was furious. It wasnt long after that the crazy bitch packed her shit and left. Daisy has no memory of that night...I think its better that way. I don't know how the poor girl would handle information like that. Being a single dad now is difficult. I've been trying the online dating stuff and at that point I was getting so desperate I was considering paying for it! A few weeks ago and opportunity came up that I just prayed I could pass but I wasn't strong enough. Daisy has been going through a party girl phase and especially since her mom bailed on us she's been partying and coming home blasted. Most of the time I make her a grilled cheese Sandwich she tells me a story about one of her friends has some water and I put her to ...

... bed. When she came in the kitchen throwing her purse on the table screaming "daddddy! I'm hunnngry!" I thought it wouldn't be any different. I started to pull things out of the fridge for her when I looked over to the table and noticed she was starting to cry. "What's wrong baby?" I walked over and sat next to her... "What a fucking bitch, you know?" at this point I've learned to just agree with what Daisy is going on about. "Who the fuck does that?...She's just a big fucking bitch...we should get back at her!" I was so confused. Who was she talking about? "Ok sweetie...what do you think we should do?" her eyes were starting to close...I might not have to make that sandwich after all...as I was starting to plan carrying her up to her bed she started to take off her shirt..."Sweetie...do you wanna change into your pjs?" "No...I think we should fuck". I was stunned. She started to take off her bra and the next thing I know she is sitting next to me at the table with her soft little tits and pink nipples. "That will show Mom that she at least didnt leave for nothing. At least I could get that dick" What the hell was going on? She was trying to stand up wearing only her skirt as she slipped off her underwear. I was frozen was she being serious? Maybe she was SO blacked out drunk she had no idea what was going on...maybe she wouldn't remember any of it at all...as I pondered what one should do in this situation my mind went to the rational "just get a blanket wrap her up, take her to ...