My daughter Claire and I - Sex Stories

My daughter Claire and I

When my daughter, Claire, was 12 years old, my wife left us for another lover. I was very upset but Claire was totally distraught. That first night, without her mother, I tried to put her to bed in her own bed but she cried so hard that I ended up taking her into my bed. When Claire had been 3 or 4 she had discovered that my wife and I always slept naked, and from then on Claire always insisted on sleeping naked too, so that first night that Claire and I slept together we were both naked. I must admit that the feel of her, young naked body pressed against mine helped to ease the pain of losing my wife and apparently it worked for Claire too, she slept well that night. I tried to keep our contacts non-sexual, carefully avoiding touching her genitals or her tiny new breasts, and moving her hand away when it strayed toward my cock. The trouble was that, as we moved while we were asleep, our hands sometimes strayed. The first time that I woke up with Claire's little hand wrapped around my cock, I simply pulled her hand up to my chest and kissed her forehead. She smiled in her sleepy way and we both went back to sleep. However it seemed to happen more and more frequently. As time went by, also, I often woke up with my hand wrapped around her breast or squeezing a nipple. I reproached myself when this happened, until one night I was sufficiently awake to realise that Claire was moving my hand from her hip to her breast. I fell asleep again before I moved my hand away and so I was ...

... still squeezing her breast when I awoke in the morning. I tried to admonish Claire. “Claire. You put my hand on your breast last night. That's not appropriate for a father and daughter. You should have a boyfriend to do things like that for you. And really we should not be sleeping together, naked.” Claire burst into tears. “Daddy! I was so sad remembering that Mummy has left us. When you were holding my tit it felt so nice and I forgot how sad I felt. And please don't make me sleep in my own bed. I would cry all night and never be able to sleep. I really like it when your naked body rubs against mine. Please Daddy.” “Oh dear, Claire. I really like it when your naked body rubs against mine too. I wont make you sleep in your own bed. I just feel guilty that we should not be sleeping together or touching each other inappropriately.” Claire grinned at me. “What harm can it do? We both enjoy it. No one else need ever know. You're not going to get me pregnant by squeezing my tits, are you?” The look that she gave me melted my heart. From then on, when she placed my hand on her breast, I left it there. As time passed I started placing my hand on her breast as we snuggled together before we drifted off to sleep. It wasn't hard for her to convince me that, since we slept together nude, we could shower together. After the first time that we showered together I was sold on the idea. Sliding my hands over her wet soapy body was even better than sliding my hands over her young body in my ...