A Tale of Dan’s Dilemma

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This fictional story contains elements of Father/Daughter incest and non consensual sex. All characters are over the age of 18. If this subject matter isn’t for you, then please find a different story to read. Constructive comments are appreciated. Subject matter in these stories does not necessarily represent the author’s personal opinions.

(Incest/taboo stories are the most popular stories on this site. After finding that out

I decided I’d try my hand at one. This has a different element to it than most. I hope you enjoy it.)

I’m Dan and here’s my dilemma. My wife Karen is very youthful looking. So much so that sometimes people think she’s our daughter’s sister. Our daughter Kristy is a spitting image of her mother. Both are five-five, long dark hair, one hundred, and twenty pounds with matching 36D’s.

When I met Karen, she was sixteen and I was nineteen. Karen was only eighteen when she gave birth to our daughter Kristy.

Karen’s father Mitch married a sexy pinup girl named Anna.

Anna used to buy Karen a lot of revealing clothes. And like Anna, Karen rarely wore any lingerie under them. But my wife started dressing like a respectable mother after Kristy was born and put all of her old sexy clothes in totes.

Kristy couldn’t start school until she was six. She was also an early developer, always looking to be two or three years older than her age. Other kids picked on her for that. Her self-esteem dropped as did her grades. We ended up having to hold her back a year.

Until recently, Kristy insisted on wearing baggy clothes. She never wore makeup or fixed her hair. After her braces came off Karen suggested taking her out to get her hair and nails done, buy her something sexy, and teach Kristy how to flirt.

I shot Karen a look of disapproval. She responded by sweet-talking me to break me down and give in.

Karen said, “That’s all Kristy needs to develop some self-esteem and confidence. “You need to face it Dan, Kristy’s a young woman now. Soon she’ll be off and on her own. Don’t you want to empower Kristy to feel sexy and confident like I was?”

As I handed Karen my credit card, I said, “Yes, I guess you’re right.”

“Get Kristy’s hair and nails done, but that’s all I can afford right now.”

Karen called Kristy out from her room. “Come on girlfriend let’s go have a girls’ day out,” sounding excited.

I decided I’d go to the bar and catch the first half of the Lakers game. When I got home I saw Karen going through a bunch of her old clothes.

“Dan, I know we can’t afford to buy Kristy any sexy clothes but I have a lot of clothes that I’m sure would fit her.

I suggested ordering a pizza and asked. “Where’s Kristy?”

“She’s in her room.” Karen told me sounding frustrated.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“When I told Kristy that I was going to give her some of my old outfits she got all upset. Shouting ‘I don’t want to wear your clothes that are twenty years old.’ Then she just stormed off to her room and slammed her door.”

“I’ll take a few outfits to her after I get them washed. She has no idea how sexy some of these outfits are.” She said, holding a mini skirt up to her pants.

“Are you going to wear some of those outfits for me?” I asked, hopefully.

“I haven’t worn any of these in so long, but depending on when you go to bed you may see me in quite a few of these. I’m going to be trying on a bunch of them to see how they look on me. Kristy is built exactly like me,” Karen said.

“I remember when you two went in matching shorts and T-shirts to the water park, You guys looked like you could have been twins from the back.”

Karen said, “I still can’t believe Kristy doesn’t feel confident enough to wear a bikini or a two-piece. When I put my bikini on that day the high school boys were still checking me out and Kristy is built just like me.”

“Did you ever think she wasn’t comfortable dressing like that in front of her parents?” I asked.

“It’s her low self esteem, Dan. But, I know I made a huge breakthrough with her today when I unbuttoned my blouse after we got our hair done. Kristy just thought it was so funny how different the guys acted when I showed them a little cleavage. She even told me that she couldn’t wait to try doing something like that. Everything was going great until I mentioned giving her some of my old clothes.”

“I’m heading to the bedroom to catch the second half of the game. Just bring me a few slices of pizza when it arrives. Oh, and It would be nice to see you wearing something sexy when you bring it to me.” I said, smiling.

An hour later I heard Karen and Kristy laughing real loud. Shortly after that Karen comes in to hand me my pizza wearing outrageously small, short shorts.

I noticed Karen’s camel toe and she wasn’t wearing panties. She looked hot.

As Karen came to hand me my pizza, she dropped the credit card.

“Oh my, I can’t believe I dropped my credit card again.” She said seductively.

Kristy bursts out laughing, “Are you doing sarıyer escort that thing with the credit card again for dad? Wait Mom, let me show him what I did.”

Kristy came running into the room wearing a short schoolgirl skirt that barely covered her butt. Kristy’s matching haircut and makeup made her look like Karen’s twin. I could hardly tell them apart. I had never seen Kristy’s hair fixed like Karen’s and I hadn’t ever seen Kristy in makeup either. I was too awe-struck to complain about her skirt.

“Hang on. I need to stop laughing first. Okay Mom, now do that thing now with the credit card, and I’ll show dad what I did.”

Karen dropped the card. “Oh my! I dropped my credit card, how clumsy of me.”

Karen gave me a real sexy look for a second. Then she turned around with her ass facing me and started slowly bending over to pick up the credit card. I felt my cock throb as I watched in a daze as her shorts rode up on her ass and revealed an outer lip of her pussy. At that moment I had forgotten Kristy was even there.

As I stared at Karen’s ass, I could feel my eyebrows uncontrollably raise.

Kristy shouted sternly, “Hey! That’s my mom! Don’t be looking at her like that.”

As I snapped out of my trance, I looked over at Kristy. I saw Kristy looking back at me with the same sexy look Karen always gets when she’s about to cum.

After about three seconds of silence. “I’ll get the paper plates.” Kristy said, in the same seductive way that Karen did when she dropped the credit card.

Then Kristy turned around real fast making that little schoolgirl skirt rise and fall and exposing her naked ass and smooth pussy as she twirled.

Karen and Kristy broke out laughing, “Oh my God! Dad’s face looked just like that pizza guy’s did,” Kristy said laughing hysterically.

Karen quickly said, “See Kristy, a little sexy flirting can be fun, but you have to be careful when, and where you do it.”

I was watching them in shock.

“How do you like my hair like this dad? Mom fixed it like hers.”

“Your hair, uh, yeah, it looks very nice, honey.”

Before I could say anything else, “And how do you like my makeup?” Kristy asked.

I thought Karen stirred this pot and now she can take care of this before I boil over. I’m not going to be the bad guy here, it’s not Kristy’s fault.

“I don’t know why you haven’t been wearing makeup all the time. It really makes you look like the attractive young woman that you are.” I said pleasantly.

“After I get my homework done, Mom’s going to teach me how to fix my hair and makeup so I can do it myself tomorrow before school.

“That’s great honey. You look titillating like that,” I said with a smile.

“Thanks dad,” my daughter said as she walked over to the bed to give me a quick kiss on the cheek.

Karen said, “Remember you can’t go bending over in that skirt like that just anywhere and again you should always…”

Kristy cut her off, “I know. Wear panties and I will. Now I need to finish my report so you can teach me how to do my hair and makeup.”

After Kristy walked out, I looked over at Karen and said, ‘Karen.”

“I already know what you’re thinking Dan, and Kristy’s doctor put her on the pill over a year ago,

“That’s not what I was thinking.” I said sounding pissed.

Karen continued. “Kristy’s finally opening up. Did you notice her, Dan? I even managed to convince her to put all of her baggy clothes in my empty totes. She’s showing so much courage and confidence right now. Please don’t go trying to take that from her.”

I raised my voice. “Was it necessary for her to twirl around in that skirt, in front of that pizza driver like that?”

“I didn’t know she was going to that!” Karen said as if in disbelief.

Kristy yelled out from the other room, “Yes you did, Mom! The entire thing was your idea. Don’t go blaming me for that. But it was fun, just like you said it would be. I still can’t stop laughing when I think about how funny that guy’s face looked, then Dad’s face,” as she laughed hysterically.

Karen got a guilty look on her face before closing the door and whispered, “Well, I felt desperate times called for desperate measures and I was right. You saw how happy Kristy is. And now I can start wearing things like this around the house for you without feeling like I’m doing something wrong. I can do that while I’m mentoring Kristy.

I began to stare at Karen’s camel toe and felt my cock growing hard again. I didn’t want to argue, I wanted to fuck. I thought about pulling her into bed but I remembered Kristy was up.

After a brief moment of silence, Karen continued. “Now, wouldn’t you like for me to wear sexy things like this all the time? You’ve been asking me for years to wear my sexy clothes for you. If Kristy treats me more like a friend than an overbearing mother, she’ll start telling me everything and I’ll be able to teach and protect her.”

I said, “I absolutely love seeing you wear şarkışla escort sexy things, but on the other hand, I don’t want you to encourage Kristy to start flashing people in her mini-skirts.”

“I’m not going to be teaching Kristy to flash people. But like it or not Dan, Kristy is going to start wearing some revealing clothes and feeling empowered by it. That’s how most young and attractive women land a good well-to-do man to take care of them. Attract many, select few, and always be careful who you choose to settle down with. That’s something Anna taught me, and that’s what I’m teaching Kristy.”

I said, “Karen, if you both start wearing sexy clothes don’t you worry people are going to start thinking that you’re having some midlife crisis? Not to mention what people might say about me?”

Karen said, “Okay, well how about this, I’ll only dress like this when I want you to take me. That will be my tell for you. If you come home from work or see me dressed in something sexy and revealing, as long as Kristy’s not around, I will submit to your every desire, and you can do whatever you want to me. Be as rough as you want or make me fulfill all your fantasies.”

“That sounds like it could be fun and maybe I can take you somewhere wearing something sexy. You know how turned on I get when guys are checking you out.” I said as I thought about it.

Karen laughed, “Yes I do, and for your information that pizza guy seemed to be quite turned on after seeing me tonight.”

I said, “Yeah and he’ll most likely be jerking off later with some mother and daughter fantasy. I think I might have to start ordering my pizza elsewhere or start picking it up myself.”

Karen said, “I thought you said that you liked guys checking me out?”

“I’m joking with you, but please, tell Kristy not to flash the pizza driver again or anyone else for that matter.”

Karen said, “It was a one-time thing. I didn’t think Kristy would actually do it. But, I’m glad to see her show some confidence. To think that’s the same girl who didn’t feel confident enough to wear a bikini. Don’t worry, I’ll talk to her. I love you Dan, and thanks for understanding. I guess I should go and talk to Kristy. I also need to throw these shorts in the wash with that load I’m washing for Kristy. After I show her how to do her hair and makeup I’ll come to bed.”

“I was hoping you’d be wearing those shorts to bed,” I said hopefully.

“I’ll wear them tomorrow for you. I haven’t had my shower yet, and I don’t want to put them back on dirty. They’re feeling a little damp after being seen by the delivery guy.” Biting her lip, “I think he may have had a hard time driving after he left here. At least it looked like he might by the sight of that big bulge in his pants. I think my little shorts turned us both on, so I might need your servicing when I come to bed,” Karen said with a devilish smile.

I tried to stay awake but teaching Kristy how to do her hair and makeup took longer than Karen thought.

The next morning I saw Kristy in the kitchen wearing tight-fitting stretch jeans that fit like a second skin and a royal blue button-up blouse that showed her cleavage. Her necklace really accented her tits. Kristy looked so much like Karen that it was eerie.

“How do I look, dad?” Kristy asked sounding worried.

As I looked Kristy up and down I couldn’t help but notice her little camel toe.

“Are you wearing anything under those?” I asked, sounding concerned.

“No, I had terrible panty lines so I decided to go without them. They looked horrible with those outrageous panty lines. Are my pants riding up my ass? Is that why you asked?” sounding worried as she turned her head trying to see her ass over her shoulder.

“I was only asking you that because you weren’t wearing any last night,” I said

“Oh, that makes sense. I won’t be making it a habit to go without underwear. I’m already worried about my pants getting too wet now. These pants are quite invading. How does my makeup look?”

“It looks good, honey.”

“This is the first time that I’ve ever applied makeup. Did I do it like Mom?”

“You look lovely and It’s nice to see you pretty yourself up before school. You’ve grown into a beautiful young woman. Now you just need to own it.” I said.

“If you weren’t my dad, would you think I’m sexy?”

“You’re very sexy. You’re all grown up and looking good.” I said with a smile.

“Do you know what the word sexy means dad?”

“Yes, I know what the word sexy means.”

“Well, hearing you say that comes across very strange. But come to think of it, it was very strange of me to ask you that. Now, I hope you don’t think I’m weird that I think you’re a good-looking guy too.” Oh god, why did I just say that? I’m making this worse. I’ve got to go now and catch the bus.” She said before giving me a quick peck on the lips and running out the door.

Seeing Kristy’s little camel toe made me think about Karen’s when she wore those same jeans, years şarköy escort ago. Then I remembered Karen telling me about her sexy offer. I couldn’t hardly focus at work.

Thinking about Karen gave me a huge hard-on all morning. I knew I either had to go rub one out or go home.

I decided I’d leave work and surprise Karen before Kristy came home.

I made it home around one-thirty. I opened the door and began to sneak through the house, taking my clothes off along the way. I thought, as soon as I see her I’m going to throw her on the bed and give her a good hard fucking. My cock was throbbing as I thought about her bending over for the pizza driver.

Then to my surprise, I saw Karen wearing those short shorts again. Karen had her back to me folding laundry in front of the washing machine. I quietly sneaked up behind her. Thinking about that pizza driver made me want to try a little role-playing fantasy with her. I’m going to be the pizza driver and Karen will be my helpless milf.

I wrapped my hand over her mouth and grabbed her by the back of her hair with my other hand and forced her over the washing machine. I quickly guided my hard cock up between her thighs. As Karen struggled I pushed her head up close to the wall forcing her onto her toes.

Karen tried to scream but nothing but mumbles could be heard through my hand. My cock found her opening. I tried guiding my cock into her but it felt like Karen was squeezing her pussy tightly together to keep me from entering her. Once I managed to get the head of my dick into her, I slid my cock into her wet pussy with ease. She groaned in pleasure as she was bucking her hips. Every time she pulled away I leaned in hard and slammed my cock violently.

Karen trembled and moaned when I started really giving it to her. I could tell that she had figured it out that it was me when she started having a huge orgasm. I can always tell when Karen’s having a orgasm, because her pussy uncontrollably grips my cock.

As I feel her pussy start to grip and release my cock over and over again, I knew I wasn’t going to last much longer. I wanted Karen to know what I’d been thinking all day. I wanted her to fantasize about that pizza driver with me. As her quivering pussy pulsed around me, I started pounding her deep and hard.

I said, “This is what happens to hot-looking mothers who like to tease us pizza drivers,”

She must’ve been thinking about fucking that pizza driver too because after I spoke she moaned louder and started bucking back and forth, slamming her ass back at me with every hard thrust.

Seeing Karen that excited over the delivery driver pushed me over the edge. I let go of her mouth and quickly grabbed her hips. I pulled her tight against me burying my cock to the hilt as I started exploding deep inside her hot little pussy.

You can’t even imagine the horror I felt in that moment when I heard Kristy shout,

“Dad! Dad! I’m not Mom!” Kristy said quivering.

As I pulled my cock free from her, she pushed back onto me. I quickly pulled my cock free from her pulsing pussy, shooting cum all over her legs and ass.

Kristy turns around to stare at my cock as I’m scrambling for my pants.

“Oh my god, Dad! Did you really think I was mom?” Kristy yelled, while staring at my glazed cock.

“Oh shit! I’m so sorry Kristy! Yes, I thought you were your mom.”

“I was so scared. I thought someone had broken in and was going to kill me. I tried fighting you off at first, but then it started to feel totally fucking amazing, I’m not going lie. But you’re my dad.”

“I’m so sorry honey,” I said feeling ashamed.

“Don’t get me wrong. I’m glad that you’re not someone who’s here to kill me. I don’t know how I got so turned on like that thinking that you were.”

“Why are you wearing your mom’s shorts?” I asked as I zipped up my pants.

“Mom gave them to me.”

“I don’t think so.” I said firmly

“Mom said, everything in the dryer was mine and these were in the dryer. How could you look at me, and not be able to tell that I wasn’t mom?”

“I only saw you from the back Kristy and you were wearing your mom’s shorts.”

“That’s because she was giving them to me. Mom said everything in the dryer was mine. These were in the dryer. Mom threw these in the washer with my clothes, because, again, Mom was giving them to me.” Kristy said, defensively.

“She was only washing them with your clothes. Now, please tell me why are you here wearing those shorts instead of being in school?” I asked, feeling frustrated.

Kristy said, “Nobody was here when I came home. How was I to know that Mom still wanted them? I thought they looked good on mom and I wanted to wear them, so I put them on.”

“Why aren’t you at school? If you would’ve been at school none of this would have happened.” I said feeling distraught.

“We lost power, so they sent us home early. But how did you think I was mom? There’s no way that I’m half as hot as mom is, and why did you say that you were the pizza driver?”

“Why did they lose power at school?” I asked trying to avoid her question.

“Don’t go changing the subject. Why did you think I was mom? You had to have known I wasn’t mom!”

“Really, Kristy. Your hair’s the same and you look exactly like her from the back,” I replied while buttoning my shirt.

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