Starting around the time I turned sixteen, I started having...strange dreams. It started with me thinking he was standing in my bedroom doorway, and then I would wake up, and no one was there. It made me feel weird around him, in a way I couldn't put into words.

Over time, the dreams escalated. Soon, he would approach my bed, then I would wake up before he actually did anything, my heart going a mile a minute. Then, one night, it went further than ever. It didn't go all the way, but...it went pretty far. The strangest thing is, in the dream, I...didn't object. My own father was kissing and groping me, and I just went with it. Even more troubling was how I woke up, cumming my brains out. I remember lying awake a long time trying to process what had just happened.

The next morning I barely remembered the events of the previous night. As I walked through the house, I came upon the bathroom door, behind which I could hear the shower running. Something, I still don't know what, compelled me to walk in there, and through the fogged-up glass, I could make out the naked form of my father. I stared a long time, almost hyperventilating.

Finally, after a long pause, I walked forward and opened the shower door. My dad instantly spun around. "W-Elle!" For some reason, my dad made no attempt to cover himself, and I couldn't help but look down at it. "Elle, what are you doing?"

Without speaking a word, I took off my long T-shirt and my panties, then entered, closing the door behind me.

"W-what are you doing? Elle, whatever you're thinking of..." Before he could get the sentence out, I leaned in and kissed him. "Whoa, whoa, honey..." my dad protested weakly as I made out with him, while caressing his chest.

Something about my father's dad-bod was really turning me on. That, and the pit in my stomach telling me I was doing something very wrong.

"Daddy..."

As he gave in, he started to grope my small tits. Eventually, my hand found its way around my dad's dick, which was already standing at attention. My dad moaned as I slowly jerked him off and whispered in his ear, "I want you to fuck me, Daddy...like you fuck Mom..."

I then stopped and looked him in the eye and, maintaining eye contact, I lowered to my knees until I was face to face with his cock. Again wrapping my hand around it, and, closing my eyes, I started to kiss and lick the swollen head, before fully taking it into my mouth.

"Yeah..." My dad moaned and rubbed between his thighs as I slid my lips up and down his shaft, and lapped up his pre-cum.

Sucking my dad off, I was so turned on that my free hand made its way between my legs. As I fingered myself, I began moaning onto my dad's cock.

"Oh, that's it, baby..." He then placed his hand on my head and pushed it so I was looking up at him. "Let's go to your room..."

Minutes later, I was lying on my bed, still dripping wet, breathing hard and moaning, as my dad's tongue went to work on my drooling pussy. Face contorting, I sat up a little to watch him lick me out.

"Oh, God, Daddy..." I gasped, trembling slightly, "Do you eat Mom like this?" I lay back down when he started fingering me while sucking my clit. "Oh, fuck!" I cried out as I felt the orgasm drawing near. Finally, my whole body tensed up as I came. I'd masturbated before, but the only time I'd come this hard was the night before.

As I caught my breath, my dad came up and shoved his tongue in my mouth, giving me a taste of my pussy. As I sucked my dad's tongue, I suddenly felt something press against my snatch, and I looked down to see my dad rubbing his cock up and down my juicy slit.

"Dad..."

The pit in my stomach became impossible to ignore, as it hit me what was happening. This...this was incest. A small part of me wanted to stop, but I pushed that impulse to the back of my mind. "Fuck me, Dad! Put your cock in me!"

Grinning, my dad pushed, and I again tensed up as I felt his throbbing member enter me, and visibly winced when I felt my hymen tear.

"Ohh, fuck, baby..." my dad groaned as he started to thrust into me. "I knew you'd be tight, sweetie, but goddamn..." Every time he pushed into me, my back jerked involuntarily.

"Uugh! Fuck, that feels good, Daddy!" My guttural groan turned to a wail as my dad started to thrust harder. "Oh, God! Fuck, don't stop!" Adding to my pleasure was the feeling of my little titties whipping up and down. If nipple orgasms are a thing, that's what it felt like I was experiencing. As my dad sped up even more, I felt the impending climax and started crying out hoarsely, "Yes! Yes! Oh, fuck!" Finally, it hit me, and I grabbed my dad's arms, shoved my face in his chest, and screamed, "Daddy! Oh, God, Daddy, I'm cumming!"

Barely a second later, my dad started grunting, "Ugh! Fuck!" then shoved his cock balls deep in me, and that's when I felt it. My dad was cumming inside me. Like, a lot.

"Oh, my God, Dad, did you just-"

"Don't worry, sweetie...I've had a vasectomy."

"Oh. Okay." For some reason, I felt a little disappointed by this. Just then, he placed his hand under my head, pulled it closer to him, and I felt up his chest while we again made out. As we lay there, I started running my fingers through his hair, and he started kissing and sucking my tits. In that moment, the decision that brought me here felt completely correct.