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Shawna My Daughter’s Friend Ch. 04

by Naked1 05/17/13

It was the girl's 18th birthday celebration. They'd actually turned 18 a few months before at college, but we always celebrated their birthdays together. Lisa had just returned from the store with supplies for the celebration while Shawna had remained behind to fix dinner.

We'd gone to the beach that day and after coming home, I decided to shower. After a long day of beating myself up over my fantasies about Shawna, my daughter's best friend...a girl who was like as second daughter to me, I'd finally managed to resist the urge.

For the past few days, I'd been masturbating to visions of beautiful, young Shawna. But after coming home from the beach, I'd at long last been able to overcome it. I'd been so proud of myself for that and was starting to feel better about myself, thinking that there might be some hope for me after all.

Then it happened.

Coming out of the shower, I'd heard a crashing sound downstairs immediately followed by Shawna's shriek of pain.

Reacting as any parent would, I ran downstairs without concern for myself, clutching at the towel around my waist to discover that Shawna had burned her arm with a pot of boiling water.

Somehow, in the commotion, my towel had come off. As Shawna pressed her face into my chest in tears, I'd comforted my second girl unaware that I was naked until it was too late. I'd grown erect, right between Shawna's bare thighs.

The rest is...well...some kind of sick and twisted history.

Shawna had apparently become aroused by our intimacy, and to tell the truth, so had I. I tried to resist, but overcome by my recent lust for my second daughter...I ended up fucking her in the kitchen while my daughter Lisa was at the store.

Lisa had come home, unaware that her fucked-up father was banging her best friend in the kitchen and nearly caught us.

Now, I crouched, naked, in the doorframe of my bedroom, barely daring to breathe, listening to the two downstairs. Shawna had been completely naked during our sex and had apparently run into the downstairs bathroom as Lisa walked in.

I heard her come out and greet Lisa.

Lisa was shocked at the burn on Shawna's arm, though I knew it wasn't serious thank god.

But the burn on her arm was the least of my worries now.

I had just fucked the hell out of my daughter's best friend, who was like a daughter to me, and I was scared to death and at a total loss.

"I burned my arm fixing dinner," I heard Shawna answer Lisa's surprised question as she came out of the bathroom.

"Jeez, Shawna, are you okay?" Lisa said worriedly.

"It's nothing serious, dad took care of it."

I winced at the reference to me.

"Well, thank goodness it's nothing serious. Hey Shawna, are you going to wear your bikini the rest of the evening?" Lisa laughed.

"Uhm....no..."

There was a moment of silence, until I heard Lisa exclaim in surprise.

"SHAWNA!" she said, sounding shocked. "For fuck's sake, you can't walk around like that! Daddy could come down at any minute!"

I could only imagine what Shawna had done.

"I'm just playin' Lisa" Shawna said, breaking into fits. It seemed that despite the fact that Shawna and I had fucked like wild animals in the kitchen only minutes before, she was unaffected by it. Shawna was being her usual self with Lisa.

"Daddy!" Lisa called upstairs from the dining room. "Are you comin' down?"

I was silent.

"Imma go change," Shawna said, climbing the stairs.

Quickly, I shut my bedroom door and sat on the edge of the bed. The towel lay on the floor at my feet, forgotten for the moment.

What had I done? What the fuck...what in the name of god was wrong with me?

How...I wondered...how in the hell could I have allowed that to happen?

How could I have fucked Shawna?

I knew that I'd been fantasizing about her since I'd come home to find her sitting on the couch in her sleeps shirt and knee socks on the couch.

I'd gone into the kitchen to fix myself a drink. When I came back out, Shawna's panties were lying on the couch next to her. I still didn't know if she'd taken them off when I was in the kitchen or if they had been there and I'd missed them when I initially came through the door.

Shawna had stood up and walked by me, and I caught a glimpse of something I shouldn't have. That's when the fantasizing started...hell, that's when I'd starting masturbating...picturing myself fucking her.

And now. Now, it was too late. I'd actually done it. I felt like shit. I felt like the biggest piece of shit on the planet.

There was no taking it back. I couldn't turn back time and undo what had happened in the kitchen. I couldn't un-fuck her.

I had no idea what I was going to say to her, or whether I could even face her again. What would she think of me...the man who had helped raise her from childhood...the man who she lovingly called her second dad? The man she trusted and looked up to?

Images of what had happened in the kitchen flashed through my mind. I saw Shawna in her bikini, holding her arm to her chest in pain.

I saw my erection sliding between her thighs. I saw myself rip her bikini bottoms away from her...I saw her naked body...I saw myself bend her over the kitchen counter and enter her.

I pushed the images away...and felt a stirring between my thighs again.

"Dad?"

Shawna's voice, in a whisper, accompanied by a light tapping on my bedroom door, reached my ears.

I said nothing. I didn't know what to say.

"Dad, can I come in? Please?"

"Go away," was what I said...then instantly regretted it.

"Please dad? Please?" she tapped again.

With an exhale of resignation, I picked up my towel and wrapped it around me...surely I could at least trust myself with Lisa in the house. My words were hurtful and I heard it in Shawna's voice. On top of everything else...I didn't want her to think that I hated her or that I blamed her.

"Come on in honey," I said.

Shawna pushed the door open and stepped through it.

I looked at her.

She had changed into jeans and a t-shirt.

She was so beautiful, and I loved everything about her.

I loved her like my own.

And, I'd let her down. I'd exposed myself; I'd shown her who I really was at the core...a dirty old man who wanted to fuck her...who did fuck her.

I wondered if she would ever trust me again...and I wouldn't' have blamed her if she didn't.

"Dad," she said softly, as tears threatened me.

"Shawna, look, I..." I began before she gently cut me off.

"Dad, please, it's okay," she said, placing a hand on my shoulder.

I jumped a little.

"I'm so sorry," I said, dropping my head.

Suddenly, she was sitting next to me on the edge of the bed.

I heard Lisa moving stuff around downstairs.

Gently, Shawna placed her soft, warm lips on my cheek.

"I love you dad," she whispered.

In spite of myself, and everything else...my cock stirred again under the towel.

I hated myself.

"Shawna, honey, please..." Facing her, I begged.

Pleading with my eyes, I just wanted her to understand without my saying it. I couldn't say it. I wanted her to know that what we...I...had done was so deeply wrong, and that I loved her and just wanted things to be okay again.

Without warning, Shawna pressed her lips against mine and wrapped me in her arms.

My cock rose to full erection under the towel and I pushed her away.

"Shawna, no..." I said, keeping my voice low, "that's so wrong."

"Why is it wrong dad," she whispered back. "I love you, and I know you love me...I've always loved you. I've watched you suffer since Mrs. B. died, and my heart has always ached for you, ever since I was a little girl."

Slowly, as she whispered to me, Shawna pulled at the towel, until it came completely off of me...leaving me naked next to her.

My erection stood straight up between my thighs.

Wrapping her warm hand around it gently, she pulled on it slowly, lovingly. Unable to resist her again, I moaned softly.

"Oh...Shawna," I said low, "this is so wrong...we can't...can't..."

The sensation was incredible as Shawna stroked me slowly, manipulating my cock in her fingers. Leaning back on the bed, I placed my hands behind me for support and gave in...I could no longer fight.

Shawna stroked me, stopping to pull on me, then stroked again, repeating the pattern over again...steadily increasing in speed.

My body was on fire...my cock swelled to hot iron in her palm.

"Daddy! Shawna!"

I suddenly heard Lisa call to us from downstairs and froze.

But Shawna kept stroking.

"Everything will be ready in a minute!"

Leaning inwards, Shawna pressed her body into mine. I could feel her soft breasts and stiffening nipples through her t-shirt on my bare skin. Turning her head up, she gently placed her lips on my mine.

I pushed my tongue through her lips into her mouth and sucked it...exploring her with it.

"Oh god...Shawna," I whispered into her mouth as her hand moved faster, pulling harder at my throbbing erection.

Pulling away, Shawna placed light kisses along my neck...slowly kissing her way down my chest to my belly...then below.

Leaning my head back, I closed my eyes, totally giving myself over to it...I felt my cock slipping slowly into her soft, wet mouth.

I shivered.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, with my knees apart, Shawna knelt in front of me and sucked my cock.

Taking into her mouth, she swirled her velvet tongue around the head, then sucked it all the way down...gorging on it....then pulled hard, sucking her way back to the head...over and over.

It felt incredible.

She was driving me crazy.

As my passion rose, it turned into pure lust.

Standing, I wrapped her soft hair her in my fingers, balling them into fist...and moved my hips...slowly fucking my cock into her mouth.

"Shawna...." I moaned, too loudly in the bedroom, "Shawna..."

As Shawna increased the speed of her sucking, she reached between my legs and gently cupped my balls, kneading them, rolling them in her palm.

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