Fathers Only Child

Fathers Only Child


As I got out of the shower I looked at myself in the full length mirror. At the age of 30 I was nice and fit. I had nice and muscular arms and I was thin with some hair on my chest. My cock was at least 6 inches long and 3 inches around when it was hard and it was now. I wasn’t too surprised because it usually is in the morning. All my past lovers said I have the stamina of a teenager. I was thinking about masturbating until I heard a knock at the door and a cute voice saying “daddy, how much longer are you going to be in there. I’m getting hungry.”

It was my young daughter Serenity. I told her through the door that I would be out in a couple minutes and I would make her breakfast. I heard her small footsteps walk away and I thought what a cute little girl. As I thought about her my cock jumped and got a little harder. I couldn’t believe I was actually getting turned on thinking about my own daughter. I decided to relieve myself later. I got dressed in a thin white tee-shirt and cutoff jeans. I walked out and saw my little girl reaching to get herself a cup and saw that her baggy tee-shirt had hiked up showing me her pink panties.

At the age of 10 she was just a short, skinny waif of a child. She had blonde hair that she got from me. I was going to say something but instead I walked up behind her and touched her shoulder making her jump. She turned around and hit me. Then she said,” You butthead, you scared me.”
I smiled and grabbed her a cup then I started making her pancakes for breakfast. She stood next to me and said,” Pancakes, my favorite.”

She did a little dance where she swayed her hips and lifted her arms above her head and swayed back and forth with her eyes closed. I saw that when she did this her tee-shirt lifted up and I could see the bottom of her panties barely covering her virginal vaginal mound. I couldn’t but help but ask where she learned that. She stopped dancing and told me that she saw it on the television. Then she asked me if I liked it. I told her that I did like it and that when she does it I can see her panties. She didn’t look surprised or scared that I said that, she just looked at me and said,” If you are looking at my panties then your just a dirty old man. Do you like looking at my panties?”
I just looked at her shocked. I couldn’t believe she said that. Without thinking I told her that I did. She went and sat down at the table. I finished breakfast and we both ate. When we were done I washed the dishes and told her to go get dressed. I suppose I should tell you about how Serenity came to be. I married her mother 11 years ago and a year later she had Serenity. We got a divorce because I found out that she was addicted to crack and was screwing her dealer to get more. At the court hearing the judge told us that our daughter has to live with me. We got the divorce and I haven’t seen her since. I also had a DNA test done to make sure she was my child and she is. I also thought it would be a good idea to home school her and she’s doing fantastic. Now back to the story. Serenity came out of her room wearing a blue tee-shirt and a white skirt that ended at her knees.

I couldn’t help but think that it looked alot like a school girl outfit. She walked over and sat in my lap at the table.