My daughter and I were planning to have a garage sale to earn a little extra cash. We started by going through our closets and pulling out old clothes that were either outdated or didn't fit anymore. This simple event changed our relationship drastically.

My daughter, Kira, was eighteen now and most of her clothes no longer fit her newly blossomed womanly body.

Being a single dad, clothes shopping was never a top priority for me and my daughter's wardrobe suffered because of it.

I started to notice this recently as my daughter would walk around the house in skimpy or tight clothes. I commented once that her ass was hanging out of her shorts and she informed me that she had no choice and that none of her clothes fit her anymore.

I apologized for commenting and ignored her skimpy attire. Well, I didn't ignore it completely. I definitely noticed it, but I didn't comment on it.

A few days went by and my daughter started to parade around the house in clothes that were way too revealing. She started bending over in front of me or stretching her arms up in the air, lifting her small shirt. The bottom of her shirt was so small that I caught a glimpse of the bottom of her perky tits.

She also seemed to stop wearing a bra. There were days when her hard nipples left large protrusions in her shirt, leaving very little to my imagination about the size and shape of her nipples.

This display and my thought process resulted in the first erection caused by my daughter. At least, the first conscious erection.

I quickly excused myself and went to my room. I closed and locked the door because I didn't want my daughter to notice that she had caused me to get hard.

I admonished myself for getting hard with thoughts of my daughter. It was very unfatherly of me and not fair to my daughter. I held up in my room, waiting for my erection to go down but thoughts of my daughter kept running through my head and kept me hard.

I knew that I couldn't stay in my room forever. I knew that I would have to masturbate if I wanted my cock to go down.

After climbing onto my bed, I lowered my pants and wrapped my hand around my cock. My cock twitched and my body jumped. I couldn't believe how sensitive my cock was to my own touch.

I had masturbated numerous times, but this time was different. My cock felt stiffer than it had ever been and my touch sent shivers up my spine and down through my balls.

I closed my eyes and started stroking my cock. I tried to picture anything or anyone. Anyone other than my own daughter that is. But the more I tried to think of anyone else the stronger the image of my daughter appeared.

My cock felt so good as I ran my hand up and down it slowly. I didn't want to stop but I couldn't masturbate to my daughter.

My hands dropped to my sides out of frustration. I really wanted to get off but not like this. I opened my eyes and looked at my cock. The tip of my cock was spewing pre-cum like never before. I reached up and touched the tip of my cock and lighting bolts ran through me.

With some trepidation, I rubbed the pre-cum down my head and along my shaft. I did this a few times and my cock was fully lubricated.

Then I wrapped my hand around my cock again and started stroking it with my eyes open. It felt so amazing that my eyes rolled into the back of my head and I closed my eyes.

Standing there in front of me was my daughter in her skimpy outfit as clearly as if it was real. I watched her as her nipples grew before my eyes. She smiled at me and then looked down at where I was looking.

She noticed her nubs poking out of her shirt and then looked back at me, “Do you like them?” she asked.

I nodded my head as my hand continued to stroke my cock. This caused her to smile even brighter. She reached her arms into the air and her shirt slowly lifted upward. But it didn't stop at the bottom of her tits, it kept rising.

Before I knew it, my daughter's hard nipples came into view, “Mmm,” I moaned outwardly.

My daughter brought her arms back down and her shirt slid down to cover the objects of my affection. My smile faded and my daughter noticed.

She grabbed the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head. Her perky tits and hard nipples came back into view. I stroked my cock harder.

“Would you like to feel them?” she asked.

I removed my hand from my cock and brought both hands up to her tits, “Mmm. That feels good, Daddy.”

Kira looked down at my cock and noticed that I wasn't stroking it anymore. She reached down with her petite hand and wrapped her fingers around my shaft.

I took a deep breath but didn’t remove my hands from her tits. Her hand slowly started stroking my cock, “You don't have to do that!” I told her.

“It's okay, Daddy. I want to.”

I continued to play with my daughter’s breasts and nipples while she stroked me. Pre-cum continued to drool out of my cock onto my stomach. Then Kira took a step back out of my reach and removed her hand from my cock.

I looked up at her with confusion until she reached for her waistband and started unbuttoning her shorts. I watched with admiration as her shorts opened and she pulled them down.

Kira was wearing a pair of pink lacy panties. I couldn't help but wonder what she looked like underneath. Almost as if reading my mind, she tucked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pushed them down. My cock twitched into the air and pushed out even more pre-cum.

This caught my daughter's attention and she stepped towards the bed again. She rubbed the head of my cock with her finger and then brought it up to her mouth. She stuck out her tongue and licked the pre-cum of her fingertip, “Mmm,” she said.

I ran the palm of my hand up her leg until it reached her pussy. I rubbed her pussy with two fingers and felt how wet she was. Her pussy was glowing hot and extremely wet. I was getting even more turned on.

“That didn't taste bad. I thought it would,” she said, “Can I taste some more?”

“You can do whatever you want, princess,” I told her.

Kira smiled broadly at that and then climbed onto the bed. She lay down on her stomach between my legs.

Her head was just inches from my cock when she grabbed it and pointed it into the air toward her. She squeezed my shaft hard and milked it upward. She was rewarded with a large dollop of pre-cum that had formed at the tip.

I thought she was going to brush it off with her finger again, but I watched her as she stuck out her tongue and licked it directly off my cock, “Ohh,” I moaned.

Kira looked up at me and smiled, “Did you like that?” she asked.

“Yes, but I don't think we should...”

Before I could finish my sentence, my daughter plunged her mouth over my cock and took half of it inside of her mouth, “Oh fuck!” I moaned.

Kira started bobbing her head up and down on my cock as I clenched the bed sheets. She sucked my cock with expertise and swallowed the mass amounts of pre-cum that I was producing without even stopping.

“Oh, baby! You better stop! You're going to make me cum!” I warned her.

But Kira didn't stop. She just sucked harder and the moment before I came she pushed her mouth all the way down my shaft until her lips were touching my body.

Hot jets of cum erupted from my cock and down my daughter's throat. She moaned in pleasure as I continued to cum. The stream of cum was endless. I had never cum so much in my life. It was the most amazing experience ever. As my balls were finally drained I slumped down onto the bed. It took a minute to catch my breath before looking down at my daughter.

Kira was gone. I was in bed alone and I immediately felt guilty. How could I use my daughter like that? It was so wrong.

Then I felt my deflating cock touch my stomach. I felt the stickiness on my cock and stomach and looked down. My stomach was covered in cum. In fact, my shirt was covered in cum too. I had not shot my load that high in a long time and I'd never ejaculated as much as that before.

What made me cum so much? And then I remembered. My daughter. She made me cum that much. But why? I'd never thought of her like that before. Was there something morally wrong with me? I swore at that moment to never masturbate to my daughter again.

I took off my shirt and used it to clean the rest of the cum off of my stomach. I'd never used a shirt to do that before, but it was already covered in cum.

I got out of bed and grabbed a new shirt. I grabbed my dirty shirt and brought it out of my room. I went straight to the laundry room and threw it into the washer. I was just about to add the soap when my daughter walked by, “Doing some laundry?” she asked, “Do you have room for me to add some of my things?”

“Umm, I don't know,” I said.

Kira looked into the washer and laughed, “It's only one shirt. You have lots of room. Hold on, I'll be right back.”

I watched Kira as she hustled down the hall to her room. I was still looking in that direction when I saw her emerge from her room carrying a handful of dirty laundry.

She moved quickly down the hall and her braless tits bounced as she moved. I diverted my eyes and cursed at myself for looking.

Kira was upon me quickly and held out her dirty laundry to me, “You don't mind if I put these in do you?”

Kira was holding two handfuls of dirty panties, “I haven't had a clean pair that fits in a week and have had to go without any this whole time.”

I looked at the panties that she was holding out to me and noticed a pair of pink lacy panties that looked just like the ones I had seen in my fantasy. Then it dawned on me what Kira had just told me, she had not been wearing any panties this whole week, and she wasn't wearing any right now.

My horniness started to return but I shook my head and tried to think of something else. Then Kira dropped her panties into the washer and looked inside. I looked inside too and saw her panties resting on top of my shirt. My cum-covered shirt.

I started to think about my daughter's panties tumbling around in the washer with my cum. I thought about my cum penetrating the fibers of her panties and then I thought about her sliding her panties on and my cum soaking into her wet pussy.

Kira broke me out of my thoughts when she said, “I've been wearing this same outfit to bed for a week too. It needs to be washed. Do you mind?”

Kira grabbed the bottom of her shirt and started to lift it when she looked at me watching her, “Turn around, Daddy.”

“Oh, right. Sorry,” I said.

I turned my back to her and I listened to her strip off her clothes and throw them in the washer. Then I heard her say, “Thanks!” from down the hall.

I turned back around to look in the washer when I happened to see the backside of my daughter before she disappeared into her room. She was completely naked and I couldn't help but notice how cute her ass was.

I went to the kitchen to make us lunch. I was plating our food when Kira entered the room. My jaw just about hit the floor when I saw her. She was wearing a tank top that was low cut in the front and had large openings for sleeve holes. Her bare breasts were completely exposed except for the shoulder straps that were just wide enough to cover her nipples.

She also wasn't wearing any pants or shorts. She was relying solely on the length of the shirt to cover her pussy and ass. And it was having a hard time doing even that. It definitely didn't help that I knew that all of Kira’s panties were in the washer with my cum-covered shirt.

“Don't you have anything else you can wear?” I asked.

“No. I already told you, nothing fits. This was the most decent outfit I had. I'm sorry if I'm making you... uncomfortable,” she said as she absent-mindedly glanced at my crotch.

I was thankful that I had decided to masturbate as the sight of my daughter would have surely made me hard right now. When Kira looked away from me, I looked at my crotch to see what she would have seen. I was completely dumbstruck when I noticed that I had an erection and it was obvious to anyone who looked at it.

“I need to use the restroom,” I said as I hurried out of the room.

Kira watched me as I passed her on the way to the bathroom. I did my best to prevent her from seeing my erection but she looked at it again before I could get out of her view.

I closed and locked the door and looked at myself in the mirror, “Get you're shit together. You can't be acting this way around your daughter. She is going to think you are a creep and she will leave this house and never return.”

I adjusted my hard cock to prevent it from being so obvious. I didn't have time to masturbate in the bathroom and Kira might have been able to hear me. I looked at my crotch in the mirror and decided that I had done my best to hide my erection. I pulled open the door and saw Kira standing right outside. She jumped when I opened the door and she just looked at me.

“What are you doing?” I asked her.

Kira tried to think of a response but then asked me, “What were you doing?”

“What?” I was surprised by her question.

“I was going to the bathroom.”

“Really? Without flushing the toilet or washing your hands.”

She was right. I forgot to cover my tracks. I didn't know how to respond so I just turned around, walked into the bathroom, flushed the toilet, and washed my hands, “I forgot,” I mumbled as I walked out of the bathroom.

Kira and I sat at the table and ate our lunch. We had a hard time making conversation, mostly because I was afraid that she could see right through me and knew that I was having dirty thoughts about her, “What's wrong?” she asked me.

“Nothing,” I replied quickly before shoving my mouth full of food.

“I don't know what it is,” she continued, “You just seem so distant today for some reason.”

“I'm sorry. I just have a lot on my mind.”

“Like what?” she asked.

“Like your clothes,” I admitted.

“What about them?”

I couldn't tell her that they were turning me on, so I thought of something else to say, “I feel bad that can't afford to buy you a whole new wardrobe. Money is tight and I don't know when I can take you shopping.”

“It's okay. I understand. Maybe there is something I can do to help?”

“Like what?”

“I don't like you feeling this way. I wish there was a way I could help you.”

“That's sweet of you but I don't know what you could do to help.”

“I know!” Kira said excitedly.

“What?”

“I have all these old clothes that don't fit, we could sell them at a garage sale and use the money to buy new ones.”

“That's a great idea! I have some old clothes that I could sell, too. And with the money we make, I will take you clothes shopping.”

We finished eating and Kira jumped out of her chair and started running to her room. Her shirt bounced up in the back as she ran and I got my second glimpse of her bare ass.

I was cleaning the dishes when Kira called to me, “Daddy, can you come help me?”

“Be right there,” I called back.

I walked into Kira’s room and she had a pile of clothes on her bed. She was bent over in her closet and her ass was on full display.

“Hello,” I said hoping this would cause her to stand up.

But instead, she remained bent over and simply said, “Come here, you have to see this!”

I swallowed hard and approached my daughter from behind. I was able to confirm without a doubt that my daughter was indeed not wearing panties and her pussy was looking right back at me. My cock stirred in my pants and started to create a bulge.

I was a foot behind Kira when she finally stood up and spun around. She was holding a teddy bear in her hands, “Look what I found! My old teddy bear!”

She was very excited about her discovery and squeezed the bear tightly, “I remember when I used to take him everywhere with me.”

“I remember when I bought him for you. It was right before I had to go back to work full-time. I had to hire a nanny, so I bought you the teddy bear to keep you safe.”

“I remember!” she said, “You told me that as long as Teddy is with me. I will always be safe.”

She sat on the bed and looked into the teddy bear's eyes. It looked like she was remembering some of her childhood...