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Dan and His Daughter Jackie

by Donna19063 09/01/08

The way I get the story it goes something like this. Dad was about sixteen when he was seduced by a twenty three year old woman. I was a result. I first lived with my mother until one day when dad came for his daily visit and found that my mother had skipped town leaving me in his custody.

By the way my name is Jackie, dad's first name is Dan.

He was then eighteen. I was two. Dad had just finished high school. With help from his family he went to vocational school to study to be an electrician. He then apprenticed himself to the best electrical contractor that he could find.

Five years later he bought out his mentor and over the next ten years doubled the size of the business. By then he was thirty five and I was 19. Mom? Who knows? Who cares?

I'm not sure what words to use to explain my relation ship with my father. I will try though with these. Father, best friend, mentor, ...... Well the list goes on.

I was about seven when dad bought a house. Till then we had lived with 'Granny' and 'Poppop'. After that I spent most of my after school time with my grandparents but lived with dad. Like most people during my adolescent years sex was a very important subject. With the exception of granny explaining menstruation there was only dad to provide the answers to my questions and concerns.

Me, being quite brash in those days I never thought twice before asking him to explain such things as 'blow job' or 'dry humping' or 'pussy licking good'. Looking back I am sure that I put him through some kind of wringer answering all my questions.

He answered them all, always matter of factly, always without embarrassment or ambiguous words.

And I wasn't even polite. I used the words like jerking off and giving blow jobs. I asked questions like what is a dildo which were the all time winners. Somehow he managed to answer them all with only a minimum of hesitation or embarrassment for either of us. Sometimes all that was needed was simply finding a book and inserting a book marker in the correct place.

As my prom night approached I brought up the fact that many girls planned to give up their virginity that night. I was very fond of my intended date and he did seem like a good candidate to be my first. Dad and I seriously discussed the whys and wherefores over the weeks proceeding prom night.

Finally I announced that I had made up my mind. I was going to do it. I had been on the pill for two years 'just in case' but he preceded to double check that I was using the pill properly. He also gave me two condoms for back up if needed. I left home prom night fully expecting to come home a woman.

When I did get home I has happy, disheveled but still a virgin. Dad tried to act blasé about it but I knew that he was secretly pleased.

Although I wasn't quite ready to give up my virginity I did want to experience something more than my fingers. After some discussion Dad bought a Penthouse magazine where we found an ad for a company who sold 'Marital Aids' and provided a free catalogue and shipped in a plain brown wrapper.

Like always this became a joint project. We went through the catalogue together laughing over some items and seriously discussing the pros and cons of others. We finally ordered three items. I paid for two that I wanted from my allowance savings. Dad paid for one that he thought would fill the bill. I was so excited about what might happen when I tried them out that I almost came when I saw the package between the doors about ten days later.

It was also about this time when one of my friends discovered LITEROTICA. After reading a bunch of offerings I got the bug to try to write something myself. I wrote several and submitted them. They were not very good and scored badly. However the writing bug had bitten and I decided to major in English and then to try to write for a living.

As I read this back I realize that maybe I give an impression of a father who is without female partners. In truth he alternated between two in the years after his divorce. One was a bank vice president named Martha the other Janet a distant cousin.

Meanwhile I actually lost my virginity to the guy who expected that he would get it on prom night. After that I was off to college where I actually began to participate in sexual activities. As I did I began to compare my partners to my perceived concept of my father doing the same things. My partners did not even come out a close second.

When I could I continued to read stories and to apply what I learned from the best of them to my own writing. The best of the stories I wrote which actually averaged almost 4.00. It was a slightly embellished tale of breaking my hymen with a vibrating dildo and the very pleasant aftermath of that feat.

Due to scheduling conflicts it was my summer vacation before we saw each other again. There had been numerous phone calls and e-mail exchanges however.

As summer rolled on Dad and I quickly settled down to a routine. Because dad had been extra busy with his business there was a lot of man's chores to be done. Now with that under control Dad took them on with vigor. I had a part time job but it left me with enough time for household chores. While doing those chores and by being nosy I came across one interesting tidbit of information.

While doing Dad's laundry I found that almost every pair of underwear was stuck together with dried cum. The thought of him masturbating in his bedroom as I was masturbating in mine soon had me thinking again of doing things with him that society did not condone.

Second I found that Dad was also now writing some stories a fact that he had kept from me. I only knew because I happened to read one and recognized an odd expression that he liked to use. Being nosy I then searched around until I found that he wrote under the name 'Daddy-George'.

One other thing happened just before leaving for college. Dad and I were goofing off by the pool and discussing the disappointments in my sex life which I assumed was one of the problems with my Literotica submissions. I mentioned that I had by then been screwed about ten times by three different guys I had not as yet gotten a good look at a penis.

The discussion abated somewhat while dad showered in an outdoor shower set up near the pool. As I imagined him in there showering I tried to picture his penis.

"Dad." I called loud enough that he could hear me over the water noise. "Dad, may I see your penis?"

"What! What did you say?" I could sense the alarm in his voice.

"I said. May I see your penis. I've never really seen one and I really would like to. Please daddy." I could tell that this might be the straw ....... But he did reply.

"Why? Why do you need to see my penis?"

"Well, the story I'm writing has a scene where a young girl sees a man's penis for the first time. I need to see one so I can do a proper job of describing what she saw. It's kind of hard to do when I've never seen a real one except in pictures."

After a delay of about a minute I heard him say. "OK. Just pull back the curtain and watch me rinse off."

I needed no second invitation. I pulled the curtain back and looked at my first real live penis. I'm not sure what I expected to see. To this day I can't write an accurate description of it but two things did happen as a result of my seeing it.

First, daddy obviously became excited at the situation. His penis became somewhat erect as I looked at it.

Second, seeing that happen made me very excited. My pussy throbbed as I watched his penis grow.

Daddy quickly closed the curtain. When he came out he was completely covered with no sign of a hard-on. What he did then I don't know. Me I was off to my room. I locked the door and you can guess what I did next.

A week later I was again off to New York and Columbia University intent on getting a good education and learning how to write properly.

One of my new interests was about dad's writing. I was very excited about it but unsure what to do. Another new interest came when I was introduced to a very nice guy with whom I hit it off immediately. We spent so much time together that I didn't even get home for more than a few days at a time till I graduated two and a half years later.

Although busy with love and with my studies I was also determined to somehow connect with dad through his writing. I created another identity and a profile similar to my real one but different enough that dad wouldn't recognize me from it. I became TeddyBear. Now I could comment to dad on his stories without him knowing who I was.

Over the next two years he wrote quite a number of stories a few of which were father/daughter incest tales. Interestingly enough none of his daughter characters reminded me of me.

But I make suggestions to him first through feedback then directly. For example one father/daughter tale had father feeling daughters breasts through a long night shirt. I suggested that if the daughter were wearing something with a top such as peach colored baby doll pajamas that then he could have his hands slide up under the top for skin to skin contact.

"That would be much more exciting for a real daughter and much more erotic to read." I wrote.

"Thanks." He replied. "Do you write? If so and I can be of any help please let me know."

About six months before my graduation I wrote daddy-george that I was working on a father/daughter tale. That it was inspired by a mother son story wherein the mother tied son spread eagle on a bed as he slept. Then she teased him unmercifully first with a feather duster than with her mouth then ultimately of course they fucked.

"What do you think. Would such an event excite you? Would it make a good story.

"Wow. That sounds like one hot story. Please let me know when it is done or it you need any help."

What I did do was to excerpt the exciting paragraphs and rewrite them just for his pleasure. I forwarded it to him. I eagerly waited for his comments.

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