Generations

Generations

As I watched my fourteen year old great granddaughter lounging in the sun I couldn’t help but think back to that day I found her grandmother, my daughter, messing around with a man in my bedroom. I was supposed to be at work but had decided it was too nice a day to be at work. So I told John my assistant manager that as company boss I deemed it my responsibility to get as much sunshine as possible to keep me healthy.

“Yes sir Mr Thomas,“ He smiled.

It’s not like I hadn’t done this before. The business was running well and I really didn’t need to be there all the time anymore. It had taken the death of my beloved wife two years ago to bring that home to me. It had also given me a fourteen year old daughter to bring up.

As I entered the house I could hear sounds upstairs so crept up to see who it might be. The sound was coming from my bedroom and the door was open so I looked through the crack of the door to see my daughter Mary cavorting about on my bed with a man, not a boy but a man. I don’t know how long they had been up here but she was down to her underwear and he was working hard to get those off of her.

“What the hell is going on?” I shouted, as I stepped into the room. “Who the fuck are you?”

Totally shocked the man stood up and stepped back while Mary grabbed hold of her top to cover herself. I pointed at her, “You stay right there.” I turned on the man, “And you, if you are still here in ten seconds I am going to rip off your head and shove it up your arse. Get out!”

As I heard the front door slam shut I turned on Mary. “You little slut. Who is he? How many other men have you had up here you little tart.”

The look on her face was a mixture of fear and stubbornness but her voice told it’s own story. “Daddy…He…Nobody else daddy, nobody.”

She had pulled the top almost up to her chin by now which did nothing to hide the triangle between her legs. I reached out and grabbed the top pulling it from her grasp. ”Look at you. Naked. Another minute and he would have been fucking you. Is that what you wanted, to be fucked you little whore?”

Mary had one serious problem. She was just too much like me. When her stubborn streak took over nothing would make her back down. She also had my temper. “Yes!” She screamed, “I wanted to be fucked like a whore. By a man not a stupid boy but by a man” She glared at me, red faced. Her breasts rising and falling rapidly as she thrust her chin out at me.

I just lost it, I swung my arm and hit her across the face. She fell back stunned. I reached out for her wildly latching on to her panties and yanking them off. As she came round I was kneeling between her legs with a throbbing erection poised at the entrance to her cunt. She looked up at me but said nothing as I glared into her eyes wildly. I thrust into her, she screamed as I felt her hymen break. The shock of taking her virginity brought me back to some kind of reality but I was still thrusting into her, slowly now until I felt her relax a little, then the lust of years without sex and the anger in me just took over. I fucked my daughter and I fucked her hard. To my surprise she orgasmed and as she did she threw her arms around my neck pulling me to her.

“Ohh daddy I love you daddy.” she cried.

Moments later I shot my seed into her. It had been so long that it was painful as it exploded from my cock into her hot virgin pussy. She felt it hit her insides and pulled me even closer to her. I could feel my come running out of her and onto the bed. The very bed she had been born in.

I pulled away from her, unable to look at her face and went downstairs for a strong drink. I should have felt disgusted with myself but I didn’t. I should have felt sorry for what I had done but I didn’t. I was confused. Very confused. I knew it was wrong, so very wrong but….not.

Sometime later I heard the shower running and an image of the water running over that youthful body shot into my head, my cock began to stir. “Fuck!” I said. I got out of the chair and busied myself preparing dinner but try as I may the image remained. When Mary appeared dressed in a long t shirt and so obviously nothing underneath I couldn’t look her in the face, and to look at her body was just too much. I put her dinner on the table and took mine out onto the patio.

“Daddy….” she said softly as I walked away.

She wasn’t going to let me go though and followed me, sitting opposite me on a sun chair, her t shirt riding up high enough for me to see she wore no panties. “I’m sorry.” I said sharply. Then softly added, “I really am sorry.”

To my surprise she smiled, “Don’t be. Yes it was a shock and yes you hurt me, but I always knew the First Time would hurt. That’s why I wanted an experienced man and I am so glad it was you, I really am.”

“How can you say that. I am your father and I raped you.”

“Well sort of. You also gave me my first orgasm and it was awesome. And lets face it you didn’t exactly hear me say ‘no’ or ‘stop’ did you?”

“That is not the point. I’m your father.”

“Is that why you have a hard on? Because you’re my father?” she laughed.

I had been trying to hide it with my plate of food but the bulge just kept making the plate slide to one side. I looked at her properly for the first time since she had come down and saw a broad smile on her face, her head tilted slightly to one side cheekily. I couldn’t say anything and I couldn’t help but smile at that cheeky look either.

“Do you love me daddy?” she asked.

I was shocked at the question. “Of course I do. What a silly….”

“And you will always love me wont you?” She interrupted.

“Yes of course. I may not like you sometimes but I will always love you.”

“Do you believe that any other man will love me the way you do and for as long as you will no matter what I may do?”

“I doubt it.” I said before I realised the trap she had set for me.

“Then you should be glad that the man who took my virginity will love me forever no matter what. Don’t you think?”

“But we cant do this. You’re my daughter not my wife.”

She laughed, “Oh daddy. I don’t want to be your wife. When I do start to look for a husband I want to be able to please him. I want to be the wife, the slut the temptress that all men want in a wife. You can teach me that. I want to do everything with you. I want you to teach me everything about sex, everything that men love about a woman physically and sexually.