My wife had left me and our only daughter six years ago. She was a broken wing that I could fix and for the first six years of our relationship things were great but her demons slowly resurfaced. The following six years together turned into hell and she fell apart and eventually disappeared. It was an awful pain but we slowly got over it and rebuilt our lives but I always felt that I had failed somewhere and never really got serious with another woman. I felt content in my simple life with just me and my daughter but I didn't know the trouble this would bring.

In a totally innocent way after my wife had left my daughter Emily took on the role of the woman in the house. We split the chores and established our routine which made things feel normal and safe and life went on. As she matured, emotionally and physically, she became more and more like her mother - at least the good side of her that I always loved and nurtured. I think during this time I blocked out any non-fatherly thoughts from my mind of my affections toward her. Of course in hindsight and as you can guess my thoughts turned not so innocent in time as Emily grew into a woman.

Oh, God. I began to notice her sexually and how full her breasts and hips were becoming and how long and lean her legs were tapering down to perfect little often manicured feet. I caught myself stealing glances at her the way a man would an attractive woman he passed on the street and would excuse myself to hide my erections. If she ever knew then she never let on but then again denial is a powerful thing.

Her sex began to grow in my mind taking over my peaceful tranquility in our house. Once during my time to do laundry I pulled out pair of her soiled panties and slowly ran my fingers over the soft cotton imagining the treasure they hid, sniffing softly imagining all kinds of scents and even flicked my tongue against where her vagina would have touched. I was so hard it was painful so I pulled open my pants and rubbed her panties over my dick. I didn't jerk off, I just rubbed it firmly and slowly over my dick for what seemed like hours. I rubbed until I was raw, my dick feeling like it was going to explode and then I did and into her panties. Afterwards I finished the laundry and went into my den to get drunk - ashamed of myself and trying to hide from what I did and what I felt.

Then two weeks after that I almost gave way to temptation on a rainy Friday night. Emily had stayed in and rented a movie when I came home late that evening. She called me to the living room and invited me to join her where she was laying out on the couch under a blanket. As she moved to a sitting position she spilled her popcorn so she cursed pulled off the blanket to clean up. She had on just a tank top and boy shorts which hugged her every curve which accentuated what a beautiful woman she had become. I stood behind the couch motionless pretending that I was checking out the movie but my heart and breathing must have stopped in those moments.

At one point she was down on her hands and knees reaching under the couch for stray pieces of popcorn and seeing her like that made me want her like I've never wanted anything in my life. Such pure, ugly animal lust filled my heart that more than anything I wanted to mount her there and then whether she would willingly receive me or not. I was shocked and clumsily excused myself, ran into the shower half dressed and masturbated at least six times. I drunk myself oblivious again ashamed and hoping to drown my lust.

I knew that sooner or later I had to do something because I became obsessed and when she announced that she was going to go to school at a nearby university rather than go away I knew my lust couldn't be contained like this for at least four more years. I loved my daughter completely, in every way a father should but in every way a father shouldn't as well. I did not want to cross that line and destroy her life and probably mine as well so I came up with a solution.

I knew that the Village Voice had ads for escorts in the back so I picked up a copy and called and asked for a woman fitting my daughter's description and gave them my address. I was afraid that the cops were going to set up a sting but I realized I was less afraid of this than to violate my daughter.

When the woman showed up she was a little taller and skinnier than my daughter but she resembled her enough to satisfy my fantasy. When I got ready to pay her I mentioned that I wanted her to pretend to be someone and that I would give her extra if she would go along. She agreed and didn't flinch or object when I told her I wanted her to pretend to be my daughter and her casual demeanor told me she probably had done many times before.

Upstairs I asked her to change into one of Emily's outfits which I had laid out and this woman quickly changed and asked for what else I wanted. I told her to sit at Emily's desk and pretend like she was reading and I went over and asked her how she was feeling. I said something idiotic next that she looked stressed which was the pretense to put my hands on her and began to give her a shoulder rub. (By the way, I realized now why porn dialogue is so ridiculous... made up talk and bad acting is just bullshit when we just want the sex)

She feigned relief at the rubbing and I removed her sweater which covered a light green t-shirt I always liked. After a few moments I predictably reached a few fingers into her shirt just touching the top swell of her breasts. She moaned in pleasure but I told her instead to play shocked, I didn't want her to be a completely willing daughter in all this so she stiffened up as my fingers got more adventurous. "Thanks that's much better daddy" she said to me, with a mortified look on her face. "No, you're still so tense", I whispered and continued and after a few more moments took off her shirt revealing some sexy little Victoria's Secret bra. After my hands explored for a few more minutes I unhooked her bra and cupped her breasts in one hand and in the other rolled the tips of my fingers over her nipples.

"Daddy, please stop," she trembled a bit too genuinely which stopped me for a moment but I continued regardless and began kissing her neck and rubbing the swell of my dick against her body. I then took her hand and led her over to the bed and unbuttoned her slacks as she walked which fell at her feet revealing those same panties I jerked off into that time before. I laid her onto the bed and let my hands and mouth explore - at once satisfying and yet fueling my long time desires. I took off her panties and quickly undressed - my lust over riding my desire to play this fantasy out. I put on a condom and positioned myself over her body.

"Baby, I've wanted you for so long that's its been hurting me. I need to be inside you.", I groaned. "Please, don't do this", she pleaded. "You know daddy loves you right? That I always take care of you. Just trust me baby, just trust me. Please." She didn't respond but just looked at me blankly.

Any man could tell you of the thrill and exhiliaration of that first moment entering a pussy they've never had before. However, all of those moments in my life combined could not ever compare to now... the sense that not only was I entering a new pussy but that of my daughter whom I wanted for so long and whom I couldn't have until now. Oh how I cherished that moment... I didn't want to fuck her, I wanted to make love so I pushed and pulled myself in and out of her slowly, feeling every bit of heat, moisture and flesh inside her.

I had instructed her to be cold at first and to gradually warm so she slowly, almost reluctantly raised her hand and moved it around my neck, holding on, stroking my hair. With her other hand she moved it onto my hand and began to run it over my shoulder and back, slightly drawing me against her. I continued to push in and out of her and my mouth couldn't stop kissing her neck and shoulder and my hands would alternately cup her ass or gently knead her breasts. Her resistance continued to give and at some point her legs crossed themselves behind me, pulling me in and drawing me deeper. "Oh yes daddy. Push it deeper. You feel so good. Fuck me daddy." she moaned as I began going faster and pushing harder.

God, so many fucking sensations and emotions were coursing through me that I started to fuck her like I was trying to impale her, or fuck right through her or something. My lust had completely taken over and a savage animal was in control of me. At the top of my guttural cries I came and everything that was building inside of me released itself into that condom. It was like a spirit inhabited me that I cast out with this one act. As if sin absolved sin because from that point on I lost the desire for my daughter and never saw her in a sexual manner again. Had I pursued this course with her it would have been the end of everything but instead this prostitute bore the burden and took it from my home. I continue to love my daughter and my love continually grows but I no longer lust for her and my heart and mind are at peace.