He Can't Resist a Touch

Stephen looked down at his daughter, limp in his arms. He had rushed upstairs when he heard her, and made it just in time to catch her as she fell. He blinked. At least, that's what he remembered doing. Why was the door open if she was taking a shower? His thoughts trailed off as his eyes slid over his daughter's body. he saw her toned stomach, her gorgeous tits, and he gulped as he found himself staring at his own daughter's pussy. He lowered her body to the floor, leaning over her. It felt so small in his arms, so delicate, so... soft.

Stephen shook his head. What was he thinking?! This was his DAUGHTER, this was Amber, this was... he looked down at her lying limp on the ground. "this is my chance...." Stephen blinked slowly. He didn't know where that thought had come from, but as he looked at Amber's flesh he felt something in him agreeing. She seemed ****. He knew he should be more concerned, but what if he could touch her? Touch her and nobody would know? Not Amber, not her mother... he raised a shaking arm towards his daughters young breasts. She had grown so much more beautiful... when had she become such a sexy woman?

Stephen paused. She wasn't a woman. She was a girl. his girl. This was so wrong of him even to consider! He didn't want to do this. "yes I do. I want to touch her. To get away with it. No one has to know and it will feel so good..." Stephen dropped to his knees. He felt a powerful urge within him, responding to the call of the thought in his head. It would feel so good... the shadow of his hand fell over the breasts of his young daughter. Nobody needs to know... His hand lowered, hovering just above her flesh. "I WANT THIS". Stephen felt himself give in as his hand groped his only daughter's breasts.

"Oh FUCK" Stephen breathed, feeling the soft flesh of her tits. He stared at her face. No movement. Emboldened, he reached out with his other hand taking hold of her other breast. His own daughter was lying beneath him naked as he pinched and squeezed her tits. Stephen paused, heart racing, to listen for his wife. If she caught him, his life would be over. Marriage, Reputation, everything would be shattered. Stephen knew he ought to stop, but as his hand roamed down his daughter's midriff he felt his resolve disappear completely. His cock stood hard at attention as his hand rounded her hip down to her lovely ass. "Fucckkkk..." Stephen moaned, squeezing her ass cheek in his hand. He was completely gone, giving into lust. He didn't think of her as his daughter, or even himself as her father. He looked at her almost as an animal, thinking of her body as a piece of meat to be enjoyed. He grabbed her by the hips and pulled her closer. Her legs were spread on either side of him, with that pussy... that sweet young pussy... rubbing up against his hard on through his pants.

Stephen pulled her hips closer, feeling her rub against him. With a slight grunt he pushed her away, only to pull her in again. Something in him felt like it was bending, about to break. There was no noise aside from his panting and the sound of her pussy rubbing on his jeans. Stephen leaned over her giving up any pretense about what he was doing. He grunted lightly as he dry-humped his daughter, hearing her breath quicken as she rocked beneath his body.

"Yeah, you like that Amber?" Stephen grunted under his breath. He unbuckled his belt and fastened it around her throat. It was something he had only done once or twice when things got on the wild side with her mother, but having Amber naked beneath him had removed all of his reservations. He unbuttoned his pants and fished his cock out through his boxers, already slick with precum. He carefully placed his rock hard cock above the folds of her young pussy, shuddering at the feeling of it against the underside of his cock. With a slight moan, he pressed forward, rubbing the base of his cock between her pussy lips. He wasn't fucking her, he was just... enjoying... no one had to know. He tugged on the belt, feeling her hips rock closer in response. "Fuck, what am I doing...." he breathed, kneading her tits roughly with his other hand. He leaned back, her juices spread along the bottom of his cock.

"Fuck lamb, you want this, don't you?" Stephen moaned as his pace quickened. It felt so fucking good... and no one would have to know... Stephen looked at his daughter's pussy, lying beneath his erection. "What if..." Stephen could feel his resolve slipping further. "what if I just..." He moaned as his hips slapped repeatedly into his daughter, cock sliding just above her entrance. "what if I put it in... just for a bit?" Stephen's mind race as he rationalized his thoughts. He could always take it out before anything happened, it would just feel good for a bit. Besides, no one would find out, and he'd already gone this far... as he thought, his decision formed clearly in his head. "I'm going to fuck Amber, just for a little bit". Stephen knew what he wanted, but he couldn't take what he was doing anymore.

As he made up his mind to dive deeper, his body betrayed him. Pleasure flooded his mind as he came, shooting rope after rope of cum onto his daughter's stomach and face. As the pleasure drained away, the horror of what he'd just done settled on him. He had come up to check on his daughter, and while she was laying there, he had... he had touched her. Groped her, humped her. He almost **** her. He felt sick. What was he going to do? He unbuckled his belt, removing it from her neck. Looking down, he saw a deep red mark around her throat, outlining his belt. FUCK. What was he going to do? What had he DONE? He felt sick. He staggered backwards, standing shakily to his feet. She... she would be fine. She barely even knew what sex was, after all. He thought back to her inappropriate questions. She almost certainly wouldn't know what had happened. And Veronica would NEVER find about about this. She couldn't. She wouldn't. Stephen roughly picked up his daughter, placing her in the shower. She would wake up, think she had fallen or something. She had to. It would all be fine. She had to. Stephen began to panic, wanting to vomit. Why had he done this? Why couldn't he undo it? It wasn't worth it, it fucking wasn't worth it! He staggered out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him. A fleeting moment of pleasure risked against his entire life, what was he thinking?! He needed to... he needed to calm down. He gathered his thoughts. Amber would likely wake up soon... he just needed to talk to her before Veronica did. Find out how much she knew. He would just be ready, it would be fine. He took a shuddering breath, preparing himself. It would all be fine.

It HAD to be.