My Adopted Daughter_(1)

Prelude

My wife and daughter passed away in a horrible car accident 10 years ago. They were driving to come pick me up from the airport as I had just gotten back home from a month long excursion to Ireland to work on a computer programming project a business there needed done. I knew something was wrong when my brother-in-law had arrived at the airport instead. He told me to get in the car because I would need to sit for what he was going to tell me. He broke the news to me and I started balling and yelled for him to take me to the hospital.

When we got to the hospital, I was stopped by two policemen and a doctor. They advised me that my wife and daughter were pronounced dead on the scene and what I was about to see was going to be very hard. They walked me to the hospital room that their bodies were in and the sight was unbearable. They were beat up to the point where my wife’s face was unrecognizable and my daughter’s whole right side was torn to pieces. I asked the policemen what had happened and they told me that someone had side swiped the car and my wife ended up losing control and driving off a cliff. A witness was right behind them and called the cops but wasn’t able to catch the license plate of the culprit as he drove away.

The next couple years were a mess as I had gotten fired from my job, lost my house, and my in-laws ended up stopping all contact with me as they blamed it all on me going away on a business trip. It wasn’t until 3 years after their death that my life changed. I was walking to the gas station to get myself some beer and snacks. When I left the gas station I noticed a little girl sitting outside the doors shivering. I walked up to her and asked, “Where’s your parents hun?”

She looked at me and started crying, “My dad shot my mom, so I ran away.” Instantly alarmed, I pulled out my phone and dialed 911. I explained the story to the police and we found out the girls name and where her parents lived. That night the police found the girls mother dead in their apartment and no sign of the father. The police were going to take her away and put her in a foster home but I offered to let her stay with me until they could find her next of kin.

A few months later, child services had notified me that none of her next of kin were willing to take her and that she would need to go to a foster home. I refused and told them I would adopt her. Finally, two years later on her 10th birthday I surprised her with the adoption notice. Now fast forward to present day, 8 years later.



Chapter 1

“Hunny, wake up! It’s time to get ready for school!” I yelled up the stairs to Alayna. She always tended to sleep through her alarms everyday and had to be awakened by me yelling for her to get up. She slumped down the stairs in her spaghetti strap tank tops and shorts that were too short to be considered shorts. “Hun, you really need to start getting up on your own,” I say as she walks by and goes to the fridge, the bottom of her ass cheeks hanging out of her shorts.

“I know Daddy but I don’t like going to school. All the kids make fun of me for being adopted,” she bends over to grab the milk out of the door of the fridge, showing off more of her ass cheeks. I start to feel a stirring in my pants so I take the two plates of pancakes to the table and sit down.

“Can you pour me a glass too, hun? And don’t worry about those other kids. You’re a beautiful young lady and you have the brains too. You keep up at this rate, and you’ll be valedictorian your senior year.” I pour some syrup on my pancakes and try to avoid making eye contact with Alayna until she sits down.

“You really think so Daddy? You think I’m beautiful?” She grabs the syrup and starts pouring it on her pancakes.

“Yes, hunny. You’re a beautiful girl and you shouldn’t have to listen to those kids making fun of you. Knowing most of them, they’ll probably either fail out of high school or end up working at Walmart. Now hurry up and eat your breakfast. You still need to get dressed for school and your first class starts in half an hour.” We both finish eating our pancakes and she gets up and walks upstairs to finish getting ready. I take a quick peek back and notice she didn’t fix her shorts after she had bent over earlier and I start to feel an instant stirring again. I tell myself I need to stop and go and find my car keys and get ready to go.

Five minutes before Alayna’s first class, she walks down the stairs and yells, “Ok Daddy, I’m ready to go.” I get up from my recliner and turn around and get an instant look of shock on my face. Alayna is in a very short mini skirt and a low cut, tight fitting black tank top that hugs her D cup breasts perfectly. “What’s wrong Daddy?”

“Nothing hun, let’s just get you to school,” I walk out the front door and straight to the car trying to hide the massive erection I have. I get in the car and Alayna gets in the passenger side. “You know you’re going to be late to your first class right?”

“Don’t worry Daddy,” she smiles at me. “As you said, I’m beautiful and smart so I’ll still be top in that class no matter how late I am. And Mr. Sanders is my first period teacher,” she then winks at me and starts texting on her phone. I try not to think anything of it and drive her to school.

“Here we are. Now remember, if anyone makes fun of you just keep walking and remember that you’re probably smarter than them,” I lean over and give her a kiss on the cheek and as she gets out of the car and walks to the school, I sit there and watch her, her short skirt flowing in the wind showing off little peeks of her ass cheeks. I start to pull away and tell myself, “I need to get these thoughts out of my head. I guess it’s off to Jane’s Hideaway.”

Jane’s Hideway is a nearby porn shop with private theaters and one big public theater. I pull up into the driveway and walk inside. “Hey John, what’s it going to be today? Private theater or public? It’s pretty early so there’s no one in the public one.”

“I’ll just do a private one Lucas,” I go to the front counter. Since I’m obviously a regular here, Lucas only charges me $5 for every hour of view instead of the normal $10. I pay for 2 hours worth and head to the theaters. Each private room has a light on it showing whether it’s occupied or not. I make my way to the last room, go in, and shut and lock the door. Inside each one of the rooms is a reclining chair, 60″ TV, a remote, and a little tower where you insert your viewing card. Once you insert you viewing card the TV turns on and porn starts playing. I pull down my pants letting my limp cock fall out, sit on the recliner, and start flipping through the porn channels. I finally get to a channel I like (a young girl, probably “just turned 18” fucking what looks to be a guy my age) and set the remote down. I can instantly feel my cock getting harder because it reminds me a lot of what has happened this morning.

I’m getting ready to start jerking off when I hear a knock at the door.