Daddy, I Want to Have your Baby!

Daddy, I want to have your baby!

By Darius Thornhill

My 19-year-old daughter Lucy, well stepdaughter really, was sitting astride me as my cock softened inside her. It was a warm afternoon, and we had just had a long, slow luxurious after-lunch love making session on the shady patio bed in our back garden.

"What!" I exclaimed. "You're not serious?"

"Of course I am," she said, in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Lucy! You can't mean that. I'm your father!"

"Well, you are my daddy... my very special daddy... but you're not my actual biological father -- although I wish you were!" She shrugged with an accepted resignation at the truth of our relationship.

And it was true. I wasn't her 'real' father. She had never known her actual father as he disappeared from the scene when she was just a baby. Her mother and I had met when she was a few months old so we had always lived as a family. I had been her father, and she had always known me as 'daddy' even when in her early teens we had explained the situation to her.

So how did I come to be having sex with my lovely stepdaughter that afternoon?

Well, she had, as a younger child always been cuddly and loved nothing more than to curl up close to her mother and me or in our laps. She was like this until she was an early teenager when she became a bit shy of her developing body and was navigating her way through growing up into a young woman. Things changed a few months after she turned 18.

I noticed that she was suddenly more physical with me that she had been for years. She would squeeze me and kiss me on the cheek when we met after we'd been apart for a day. I was increasingly conscious that as she pressed against me her breasts were crushed firmly against my chest. Her breasts are not huge but they felt very firm.

Then I noticed that she was wearing less and less around the house when her mother wasn't at home. Skimpy, bum-hugging shorts and cropped tops that showed off her smooth belly. She often surprised me when she was leaving the bathroom covered only by a short towel wrapped around her.

Then one day I walked past her open bedroom door and saw the back view of her panty clad bottom. I did a double take and only then noticed that she could clearly see me in the mirror. As her eyes met mine she wiggled her bottom and smiled a cheeky grin. I must have gone bright red and in a hoarse voice suggested that she keep her door shut in future while she was changing.

"But I wasn't changing daddy." she called after me.

My mind was in a turmoil. Her phrase 'I wasn't changing daddy' went round and round in my head. She had showed me her almost naked body. She had wanted me to see her. She had deliberately waggled her neat little arse at me. What was she thinking? This was wrong, very wrong. What was I thinking? I had to admit that I had reacted to the view like any red-blooded male would -- my heart had gone 'thump', and something had stirred in my pants.

Good grief! I was reacting sexually to my own daughter. I wasn't sure how to handle this situation apart from chastising myself and telling myself not to react to my teenage daughter obviously having a bit of fun teasing her poor dad.

Over the next few weeks, she became more and more provocative, very obviously flirting with me. She would reach over the dining table showing off her bum and long legs. She revealed her cleavage by leaving most of her blouse buttons undone. While lying on the sofa, apparently watching TV, she would 'absent mindedly' part her thighs to show me her white panties and her fine-looking pubic mound. She took every opportunity to tease me.

She was certainly doing a good job of confusing me. It came to a head one evening when she appeared downstairs 'to get a drink' wearing her skimpiest panties yet and a bra that only just covered her nipples.

"Lucy! Put some clothes on," I chastised her gently.

"I am wearing clothes." she replied grinning at me.

"Not enough!"

"Boring!" she giggled, then flounced up the stairs wiggling her bottom at me as she went.

What was I to do? I had to act but couldn't think how to handle this delicate situation. I felt I had to tell my wife and ask her advice. We had a very strong relationship and could discuss anything so one night as we settled into bed, I told her about what Lucy was doing to me.

There was a long silence during which I worried that she would get mad and blame me. But I should have trusted her. She asked me to go through again what Lucy was doing and as I described it to her my wife's hand found my cock and oh dear! It was semi erect.

"Well!" she said. "That answers one thing at least. She turns you on!"

"Of shit!" I'm sorry." I apologised.

"You don't need to be sorry. It's hardly your fault. Lucy is being a little minx. I suspect she knows exactly what she's doing. And I know you're a very attractive man, so I'm not surprised at how Lucy feels about you. Now I need to think this through and while I'm thinking you can deal of this erection by sticking it into my cunt where it belongs and fucking my brain into gear." My wife has a way with words when she's feeling horny.

Afterwards as we lay close and facing each other she kissed me lovingly.

"I don't think she's practicing on you for other guys because she hasn't shown an interest in anybody else. I think that Lucy is teasing you with a purpose in mind. If I know my daughter -- and I'm pretty sure I do - what she wants is to be fucked by you." Then she added "And I wouldn't mind if you did."

"What? I exclaimed, my brain tripping over my thoughts. "She wants to... You wouldn't... but, but... she's... my daughter!"

"She's my daughter too and I think I know how she feels. She loves you. She trusts you and you obviously turn her on. I'm pretty sure she's still a virgin. She could have any man, but it seems she's chosen you."

"But I can't. It could be disastrous. It could wreck our marriage... our lives... her life!"

"Listen you silly man. Nothing is going to pull us apart. We all love each other and care deeply for each other. You and her love each other and I trust you both. It would work out just fine. Besides," she hesitated. "It makes me wet to think about you two fucking!"

"You really mean that don't you? You really want me to have sex with my own daughter?"

"Yes, but only if you want too of course. It must be mutual."

Did I want to make love with Lucy? I examined my own feelings:

Well, she is very sexy.

I am attracted to her 'like that'.

She does seem to want me.

She's a virgin so I could introduce her very gently to the joys of intimacy.

My wife didn't mind -- in fact she wanted me to.

Slowly my resistance crumbled as I became more excited at the idea of giving in to Lucy's desires... and mine too.

"Well OK then," I said. "Suppose for the sake of argument, theoretically speaking, I did want to. What should I do?"

"Do what you always do with her -- talk to her and encourage her to tell you honestly and openly how she feels. Then tell her honestly how you feel about her and what she wants."

And so it was decided.

One afternoon, when my wife had conveniently agreed to be out of the house tending to our garden. I tapped lightly on Lucy's bedroom door. It swung open to reveal my daughter lying on her bed wearing just her bra and panties.

She giggled as I came into her room.

"Hello daddy," she said with a perky smile. "Are you going to tell me to put more clothes on?"

"No, not this time."

"Oh! Am I in trouble?"

"No more than usual!" I joked. "I'd like to talk to you if that's OK.

"Of course it's OK." She shuffled sideways to make room on her bed, but I chose to sit on a chair facing her. She looked a little disappointed.

This was new territory for me. I was no longer talking to my daughter, who I loved and cared for like, well... like a daughter. I was faced with an attractive young woman who wanted to have sex with me -- a step into much deeper emotional water.

"The thing is Lucy, I want us to have a very honest and open chat about some things that are happening."

Her face fell and she looked a bit puzzled. "What things daddy?"

"Look, you're not in trouble, I'm not mad at you but I do need to understand something."

"OK..." she said cautiously.

"I need to know why you've been teasing me by walking around in not a lot of clothing. If you were any other woman, I'd think you were flirting with me. So, if that's what you are doing, I need to understand why."

She looked very uncertain, so I made it easy for her.

"Lucy darling, I appreciate that this might be difficult for you so just nod or shake your head in answer to these questions."

She nodded.

OK, first question. When you wear skimpy outfits that show off your body are you doing that to excite me?"

She nodded

"Excite me as a man?"

Another nod.

"Even though I'm your father?"

Two quick nods.

"And would I be right in thinking that you'd like me to respond... as a man?"

Enthusiastic nods.

"And you'd like it to be more than just innocent cuddles?"

Very enthusiastic nods.

"And if I said 'yes' then you'd be happy?"

Lots of nods.

"OK, then -- yes."

"Daddy!" she cried and immediately leap off the bed and jumped onto my lap with her legs astride me. Her breasts were pressed against my chest. I could feel the heat between her legs seeping into my crotch and stirring my cock.

"Do you mean it daddy?" she whispered. "Really, really mean it?"

"Yes, I mean it."

"Everything? I mean... you know... everything?"

"Yes, my darling Lucy everything and anything you want that I can give you."

I kissed her on the lips and felt her respond immediately by pressing more firmly against me and rocking her hips backwards and forwards.

"Woah there! Take it easy darling. There are things we need to talk about first."

"OK daddy," she said looking disappointed.

"Most importantly you must be sure you want this. There would be no going back."

"I'm sure. I have been for months. I want you. I want you to love me in all ways. I want you to..." she hesitated before continuing "to fuck me! There I said it!"

I smiled at her and kissed her again "And I want to make love to you. There -- I said it too."

"So you really, really want to fuck me?"

"Yes, you sexy girl, but we do need to make sure you are protected."

A cheeky look. "It's OK daddy. I've been taking the pill for months hoping you'd get the message. So that means we can do it now!"

"Hold on -- there's more we need to talk about."

"More?" she said with frustration.

"Yes, there's your mum to consider."

"We don't have to tell her, do we? Can't it just be you and me?"

"No baby, it can't. I don't keep secrets from your mum. That would tear us apart and neither of us wants that do we? In fact, I've already talked with her about you and me... er.. fucking and she is perfectly happy about it."

"OMG! Really? Mum doesn't mind?"

"No, she doesn't. She thinks it will be good for both of us. So that means no secrets from her. OK?"

"OK daddy."

"Now my darling daughter I want you to do something for me."

"Yes daddy, anything."

"I want you to stand up and take off your bra and panties so I can look at you properly." I knew she would enjoy stripping for me -- she was such an exhibitionist.

She squirmed off my lap and my growing hard on and stood before me. Slowly she reached behind around her back and unclipped her bra allowing her pert little breasts the freedom to sway enticingly before my eyes. They were perfect teenage breasts, smooth, firm and shapely with beautiful nipples thrusting towards me, begging to be suckled.

"Now your panties," I croaked, too excited to speak clearly.

She slowly slid her underwear down her legs revealing a perfectly smooth pubic mound and the top of her little cleft, the enticing pathway to her forbidden delights. I was in awe of her perfection. I'd seen her body before in skimpy clothes but now I looked at her nakedness with new eyes. I allowed myself to think of her body and of being intimate with her with no regrets and no fears. I wanted to feel her close to me, to breathe in the aroma of her arousal, to taste the essence of my daughter.

"What now daddy?" she whispered expectantly.

"Turn round slowly my perfect daughter."

She did as I asked. Her waist swelled out to perfectly formed hips, which framed her achingly attractive bottom in its full glory. I imagined her bending over, legs parted, presenting me with her virgin pussy. My cock was rigid in my pants. It would be oh so simple to grab her hips and slide my cock into her then and there and I admit that the lusty animal part of me was sorely tempted. But the caring daddy part of me wanted to make this as good as I could for her.

I moved close behind her and put my arms round her. I cupped both her breasts and kissed her as she tilted her head towards me. We stood like that for ages enjoying our first intimate contact.

"Lucy darling." I whispered eventually, overwhelmed and eager.

"Daddy!" she whispered with a satisfied smile. "Thank you!"

As she spoke, she turned around in my arms and reached for the belt holding up my shorts. Giggling and stumbling she quickly had me down to just my underpants. My now fully erect cock was straining to be freed.

"Daddy!" she exclaimed. Surprise, excitement and anticipation sounded in her voice.

"Can I...?"

"Of course. Anything you want, remember?"

She carefully freed my cock and gasped.

"It's so beautiful!"

"As beautiful as you and it's all yours," I said, as I stepped out of my underpants, lifted her up and carried her to her bed. I laid her on her back, and she opened her thighs for me. I knelt between them and savoured the most beautiful cunt I have ever seen. Absolutory smooth, beautifully prominent labia, an erotic cleft that was already glistening with her arousal.

"Are you going to fuck me now daddy?"

"I want to Lucy. Are you certain this is what you want? No regrets afterwards? There's no going back."

"Yes daddy. I want you. I want you too... fuck me and fuck me and fuck me again!"

Tempting, oh so tempting! But no. Take it easy I told myself.

I smiled at her then lowered my mouth to her nipples and sucked one after the other. Her body reacted instantly. Her nipples became more erect and she instinctively opened her thighs even more, willing me to enter her.

Not yet... I told myself. After a few minutes of suckling my teenaged daughter's breasts I moved slowly down her body kissing and licking as I went until reaching the crest of her pubic mound where that little valley started. I carefully licked her there. Then as she started to moan, I found her clitoris and kissed it gently. She gasped and sighed in arousal.

I kept licking, sucking and circling my tongue as she started to move her hips, thrusting them upwards as if she was being fucked. I could easily have carried on and made her climax but I didn't want her first orgasm with me to be by oral excitement. The time was right for me to fuck my daughter.

I knelt so I could see her face and carefully positioned myself so my erection, which was dripping with pre-cum was just touching the entrance to her vagina.

"Lucy, my darling daughter. You are the most beautiful person in the world. You are offering me a gift that will stay with me all my life. Are you sure?"

"Daddy!" she cried out. "Yes.. please... yes!"

I put a little pressure on my cock and the very tip parted her inner lips, finding her wetness and questing for entrance to her taboo cunt.

"I don't want to hurt you darling. Is it OK?"

"Yes, it's OK."

I slipped a little further into her smooth tightness, just a few inches, then stopped as she gasped, and her pussy muscles tightened in response to my invasion.

"I'm OK daddy," she said, smiling up at me.

I withdrew and carefully moved in and out, not going deeper than I had before. She soon relaxed as the pleasure overcame her nervousness so each time I pushed into her silky warmth I went a little deeper. I was rewarded by more low sighs as my cock finally became fully embedded in my daughter's most sacred place. When I was fully inside her I lowered my body to lie full length on top of her so I could kiss her and feel her breasts pressing against me.

"I love you," I whispered between kisses.

"I love you too daddy," she sighed.

"Now I'm going to fuck you just like you want me to."

She groaned aloud and then gasped as I withdrew and pressed my cock more firmly into her. The lust in me was challenging the father instinct, but it was a losing battle. I started fucking her faster and more firmly. She instinctively wrapped her legs around me and clung on with her arms as we both became carried away in our erotic embrace. For minutes we fucked each other with no inhibitions. The world shrank down to contain just my cock in her willing cunt, breasts heaving, her panting and gasping breaths and her increasingly frantic wriggling under me. We called each other's names aloud as we fucked.

"Lucy, Lucy. Oh! my Lucy!"

"Yes daddy, daddy, daddy!"

She was bucking her hips in time with my thrusts. I could feel her orgasm rising.

Suddenly she held her breath and her body went rigid. I could feel her orgasmic spasms clamping down on my cock... and then her feelings overwhelmed her, and she was like a wildcat writhing, screaming and crying out in ecstasy. I couldn't hold back as her orgasm milked my cock, demanding for my incestuous sperm. My first convulsion shot my load deep into my daughter's tantalising tight cunt. Eight, nine, ten massive spurts filled her vagina. Christ, I hadn't come like this for ages. My beautiful, randy, seductive, teasing little minx of a daughter had made me feel like a teenager again.

When my senses slowly returned, I found I was still lying on top of her. The look on her face was magic; happy, satisfied, fulfilled, fucked.

I kissed her lips tenderly like a father, like a lover. Caring and full of promise.

"Lucy, you..." I couldn't find the words to explain my new feelings.

"It's all right daddy. I know," she whispered as she squeezed me.

"I love you, Lucy."

"I know daddy. I feel loved."

After a few minutes where we kissed and smiled and laughed at the new feelings, she wriggled out from underneath me, pushed me over onto my back and straddled me. My semi erect cock was neatly enclosed along the very damp length of her pussy.

"And now it's time for you to 'love' me again... by which I mean fuck me again," she giggled and smiled.

This time Lucy took charge. My recently deflowered daughter literally took me in hand, made me hard again and before long she placed my cock between her legs and slid down until I was again fully inside her.

I lay on my back watching as my daughter pleasured herself by riding my cock. Being balls deep inside her was the most erotic experience I'd had for a long time. The air was heavy with the aroma of our fucking. The afternoon light turned her body golden brown. The urgency of her fucking made me realise that she was about to come again so I tried hard not to come so I could watch her face as her orgasm crashed over her. She bucked and fucked for ages, and of course my body reacted by placing another load of sperm-rich semen into her belly.

Afterwards we lay beside each other kissing and talking until we were interrupted by my wife.

"OK, you two love birds. Time for supper," she announced with a grin on her face as she observed our post-coital cuddle.

Lucy smiled and held out her arm in invitation "Mum,"

My wife sat down on the bed.

"Yes love?" she asked.

"You really don't mind, do you? Lucy asked.

My wife leaned down and surprised Lucy by kissing her fully on the lips.

"I'm happy for you and I'm happy to share him... but you can't have him all the time because mummy needs her fucks as well!"

* * *

So life went on. We worked out sleeping and fucking arrangements that would satisfy everybody and eventually, inevitably I suppose, Lucy joined us in our bed. It was a short step from there to Lucy and my wife's first fuck together.

Lucy really is a randy woman. She wanted everything. It wasn't long before I was fucking her bottom, or fucking her mother while she was licking Lucy's cunt.

The next stage was, in hindsight, also inevitable.

Lucy surprised us again.

It was a warm afternoon. The three of us had just had a long, slow luxurious after-lunch love making session on the large outdoor bed on the shady patio. Lucy's golden tanned body bounced and shone in the dappled sunlight as she moved her hips gently trying to excite me so we could fuck again. My wife lay with her head on my chest, my arm looped around her shoulder so I could gently massage her breasts.

"Daddy," Lucy said.

"Yes love?"

"I want to have your baby."

"What!" I exclaimed. "You're not serious?"

"Of course I am," she said, in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Lucy! You can't mean that. I'm your father!"

"Well, you are my daddy... my very special daddy... but you're not my actual biological father -- although I wish you were!" She shrugged with an accepted resignation at the truth of our relationship.

I took a moment to think. "Look Lucy, I said. "Making love with you is wonderful and beautiful. You know we love you and love being with you, but a baby... a baby is a whole other thing."

"I know it is, but it would be perfect, wouldn't it?"

And somehow, she was right, a baby would be a welcome gift to our family.

Then my wife interjected. "Come on 'daddy' you know you want to fuck your teenage daughter while she's pregnant!"

Like I said, my wife has a way with words -- and she can read my mind!