Caught By My Daughter

This story is entirely fiction since I have never had a daughter and have never been married.

“Daddy! What are you doing?” my 16 year old daughter shrieked.

I wanted to die. My wife was gone to a meeting, and my daughter was supposed to be staying overnight at a friend’s house. Shortly after we our daughter Sherri was born, my wife found out that I was a crossdresser. She told me at the time she wanted nothing to do with it, but would not say anything to anyone as long as she did not see me doing it anymore. And so it went. When no one else was home I would sometimes dress in women’s clothes – usually an open bottom girdle, stockings, stilettos, a silky nightgown or slip, and masturbate. I never wanted to be a woman full time, but the feeling was beyond description. I had discovered at an early age I would become instantly hard when wearing nylon stockings.

There was no point in trying to hide it now. Even though I had not cum yet, my hard on was quickly fading. Sherri had just walked in and caught me in the bathroom jacking off dressed in stockings, stilettos, and a mini skirt.

“You weren’t supposed to find me,” I mumbled, staring at the floor. “I didn’t think you were going to be home tonight and you mother is at her meeting. I can’t dress like this when she is home because she hates it.”

“Well I don’t,” Sherri replied. “I think it’s awesome!”

“What? That you caught me masturbating, or that I am dressed in nylons and heels?”

“Both! I tried to get my boyfriend to dress like a girl and he wouldn’t do it. Now he won’t even talk to me anymore.”

“If your mother ever found out that you caught me doing this she probably wouldn’t talk to me anymore either. She would be really pissed.”

After a long pause, Sherri finally spoke up: “Well she doesn’t have to know then does she? Let me help you finish what you were doing.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, aghast at her boldness.

“Will you eat my pussy if I suck your cock?” Sherri asked while starting to take off her clothes.

I tried to speak, but nothing came out. All I could do was stare at my teenage daughter stripping in front of me. She had become a truly beautiful woman. At 5 foot 8 inches tall she wore a 34B bra, had legs to die for, and a shaved pussy. Finally I managed to speak:

“Sweetie, we really shouldn’t be doing this…”

“Yeah right.” She interrupted. “Like it makes any difference now. I don’t give a shit. I just caught you jerking off dressed like a girl and I think it’s hot. I want you to eat my pussy, and I don’t care if you want to or not. You don’t have any choice.”

Wow! I never heard my darling daughter talk like that before. She had always been a very respectful young lady, never cursed, and absolutely never told either me or her mother what to do. I was surprised by the tone of her demanding voice, but knew she meant it. What was I going to do now? I turned away so she could not see my face and her tone changed dramatically.

Picking up her clothes, she took me by the hand. “Please Daddy?” she begged.

I could not help myself. Seeing such a beautiful girl naked had brought my member back to full attention and it was doing the thinking now; ignoring the fact that Sherri was my daughter. She led me to her bedroom where she dropped her clothes on the floor and laid on the bed.

Without any foreplay, I went straight to her wet pussy with my mouth. She was already very wet and I located her swollen clit immediately. I savored her juice, licking and sucking until she began moaning.

“Oh Daddy!” she hissed from between clenched teeth as I continued my oral assault on her snatch. “You’re gonna make me cum!”

Sherri writhed back and forth as her orgasm hit. Just then I heard a car door slam.

“Shit!” I exclaimed. “Your mother’s home! I have to get out of here!”

“I owe you one Daddy,” she giggled.

To be continued…