Fuck My Daughter Please

Fbailey story number 525


Fuck My Daughter Please


Several of us Senior Citizens volunteer to keep an eye on the local playground. It wasn’t getting much use with the hooligans and druggies hanging out there all the time. However, after we started sitting there on a bench taking their pictures and calling the police they found someplace else to hang out. It became so easy that we only needed one of us to sit there after school and on weekends. I take the early shift on Saturday and Sunday because I am an earlier riser. So from eight to ten every morning I sit there and read a book or look through a magazine.

I knew most of the regulars by name. I knew who their parents or grandparents were and what direction they lived.

Katie and her mother Kendra were regulars. I had known them for years and watched Katie grow up into a twelve-year-old. Her mother was always beautiful and had grown herself. Now at thirty-one years old she was at her prime. She was God’s gift to mankind. If you saw her you felt good inside, if she spoke to you were among the honored, and if she ever touched you, you trembled because God’s Angel on Earth had blessed you.

When Kendra’s husband cheated on her a couple of years ago, he committed the ultimate sin as far as I was concerned. He should live an eternity in Hell. I never knew who the other woman was. All I knew was that Katie missed him terribly and always begged her mother to take her to Daddy’s house.

There was still snow on the ground when Kendra would sit with me and keep an eye on her daughter. We talked about everything and anything. She was not only beautiful but quite intelligent too. I became her confidant.

Then one warm spring day I saw them both walking into the park looking like twins or at the least, sisters. Katie was looking much older than her years and Kendra was looking younger than her years. I had never seen either one wearing so little. They had on matching orange bikini tops with very tiny white shorts. They were smaller than Hot Pants or Daisy Dukes. They reminded me of the commercials that I had seen about boy short panties. All I know was that there was a lot of space from their waistline to their belly buttons.

Katie came over to me and gave me a hug as had become her custom but then she kissed me right on the lips, which surprised me. Then she ran off to play. Kendra also gave me her usual hug and she too kissed me on my lips but it was not a quick kiss and it was very passionate. She sat down next to me much closer than usual and I saw her wipe a tear from her eye.

After a minute to compose herself Kendra said, “I’m sorry about that but I need a man so badly that it hurts.”

I asked, “What do you mean. A woman as beautiful as you shouldn’t have any trouble finding a man.”

Kendra cracked a smile and said, “You’d think! Only I attract to wrong kind of man. You see I’m what they call a trophy. Men just want to be seen with me so that they can brag about me to their friends. They don’t want to love me or make love to me, they just want to fuck me and force me to do disgusting things.”

My mind could not comprehend why any man would not kneel before her and worship her.

Kendra said, “My husband was different at first, I thought that he loved me but after Katie’s birth he didn’t show me as much affection, then one fateful day I caught him in bed with another woman and threw him out.” There was a long pause then she continued, “That other woman was Katie, his own daughter.”

I looked at her. I could not believe that she had told me that.

Then she asked, “Would you fuck my daughter please?”

Again I just looked at her. I could not comprehend her request.

Kendra said, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been so vulgar. Would you please make love to Katie? I want her to realize that real men don’t treat her like her father does. He is not a nice man in bed. I should know.”

We sat there on the bench for a whole minute without me saying a word.

Finally Kendra asked, “Please. I really like you and you would make the perfect lover. I know from our conversations that you be kind and gentle to your partner in bed.