Caught My Daughter Writing Porn

Caught My Daughter Writing Porn

* A girl called “Miss” starts this story out.

__I should wait until I calm down, but I can’t.

I don’t want to forget one little detail of what happened. OK….my dad found out I have been writing porn stories. Where do I begin…OK…here goes.

Soon after I got my own computer, I found porn sites. I started reading some real hot stories and that started me thinking about things I wished would happen to me and others. I started writing my first story about a….man…..( it was about my dad.) I said it was just a ‘guy’, in case anyone got in my computer. My own story got me really turned on. I made the situation perfect to my liking. I worked on it and became more turned on by it. I wondered if maybe other people would get turned on by it. It nagged me to find out. I found a site and screw all the rules, I made up a fake name and went for it.

I fumbled around and finally got it submitted. I waited. The first comments were grammar and spelling cops who bitched about everything. Then the cool comments started coming in. My early ratings went low, but as the number of readers increased they came up. One guy reader, I’ll call him ‘Mr. X‘, said he wished I was his daughter and he would love to fuck me all night. I gasp at that comment. I did however note is fake name, and remembered it.

My first story was about a very young girl and her dad, that ignored her. She did many things to get his ’sexual’ attention, but he would even cop a feel on her. This was how my ’real life’ was, so I made her so sexy the ’dad’ had to get big desires to make out with his daughter. They ended up having glorious sex all the time and everything work out perfect.

Mr. X left more comments, he loved the story and wanted more, ’keep going’ and ’tell me more’ about what it was like to have sex with your own dad‘. With… my imagination and several of my girlfriends ‘true’ stories, I wrote a part 2. I started writing more stories, but Mr. X was my biggest fan. I had no info on him except he was male. I started fantasizing about X and what he was like. In my mind I made him out to be like my ideal guy. I took my dads good looks, added the latest clothes, hair style and made him into a hunk of a guy.

My next story I wrote about him having max desires for a girl and how they ended up making out sexually….but almost being caught by her dad. I told of how her dad was so jealous of her boyfriend, and wanting her for himself. I wrote several stories about girls making out with their dads. Meanwhile…..I got to talking with my perfect Mr. x thru ’personal messages’ on the site. He aroused me with his cool charm and I made him my fantasy guy, perfect in every way.

……Meanwhile, what I didn’t know was my real dad, who spent his late evenings in his den reading porn stories. Yes. He was Mr. X. He didn’t know who, (I’ll call me ’miss’,) he was PM’ing, and it was me!

The Dad..(Mr. X)

I loved reading good porn stories. I read a newcomer story and there was just something about her writing that really got me turned on. This ‘miss’ girl responded back to my first PM and that started a wonderful thing going. I fantasized about her just like the perfect girl I had always wanted and our PM’s got hotter and hotter. We didn’t send any pictures, we let our imaginations do that.

One day I came home at noon. I took advantage and went snooping in my daughters computer.