In the Reynolds family kitchen, Max was busy finishing making breakfast for the entire family while his was singing and dancing with more passion than talent.
Lately he was feeling especially happy. Things were going well in the store, his mother hadn't been messing with him too much and of course his little Sydney kept growing and becoming a young woman who was becoming more perfect every day and he felt more and more proud of her ...
Max then began to wonder though if he was feeling good due to some slightly disturbing recurring dream where he and Sydney shared a special moment in bed, the kind that a father and daughter should not share, and that scared him a bit. But with a slight shake of his head he would shake it off and was happy and carefree as always.
His mind was something strange and sometimes crazy and little perverted ideas would occur, but as long as they were fantasies inside his head: nothing happened, right?
"Good Morning." He heard his daughter greet him.
"Good morning, Syd." The man finished serving the egg dishes. "I have made you scrambled eggs and a little of bacon to start the day with energy."
Max turned to look at his daughter.
"Cool! Today I have a math test and I need all the energy I can." She replied happily.
At first Max was silent with wide eyes. His daughter wore short dark blue pajamas with what looked like humanoid musical notes dancing across her chest.
However at that moment the pajamas struggled to fit Sydney's adolescent body. Her shorts seemed to stick to the round and firm ass that she had developed like a second skin and slightly exposed the lower part of it. The shirt on the part of her reached above her navel and the dancing musical notes were deformed by the curve of her daughter's breasts, which had small lumps on their tips that indicated that she was not wearing a bra.
"Syd." Max began without taking his eyes off his daughter who had started to eat her breakfast. "Don't you think that those pajamas are a bit too small for you?"
"Maybe. -Responded looking down. "But I also think it helps me show off my body and I wanted to show it off." "Does it seem bad to you?"
"No." Her father's voice sounded quite nervous. "As long as you only wear it at home, of course ..."
"And where would I wear it if not?" The girl giggled as she looked mischievous. "Although surely many would like to see me like this, don't you think?"
"Sure." Then Max coughed, regaining his composure. "Hey Sydney, I'm going to open early today so I'm going. Go to school as soon as Olive comes."
"But Dad I wanted to talk to you about something ..." His daughter replied.
"When I come back from work, we will talk little one!"· Her father yelled at her before heading out the door.
"I think the first try didn't quite work…" Sydney murmured as she began to eat thoughtfully.
The next day Max was taking a shower after getting off work.
Under the hot water he reflected on how everything seemed to be going quite well in the bike shop with an increase in sales and it even seemed that the cafeteria part had been busier lately.
That was a really good thing for him and his family and maybe that year they could take a nice vacation traveling somewhere with his mother and daughter and probably with the adorable best friend of Sydney's whom his daughter would undoubtedly invite. ...
Actually, it wasn't a bad plan and he let his mind wander a little to what places they could and what they could do and see there.
"Dad?" The voice of his daughter brought him out of his reverie and turning towards the shower screen through the steamy and slightly opaque glass he could see the figure of Sydney on the other side.
"What's wrong, Syd?" Max covered his penis with both hands embarrassed by the presence of his daughter in the bathroom.
Obviously it was not the first time she had done it in his life and she would have as much difficulty seeing him as hewas, but after the dream that continued to haunt him some nights and as it had disturbed him at breakfast the day before, being in close proximity to his daughter naked caused him quite discomfort.
"Can I use your shower?" She then asked him. "My shower head looks like it's having trouble letting the water out…"
"Yes of course." The man replied. "When it's over I'll take a look at it."
"Cool!"
Max began to relax thinking that at that moment Sydney would leave and he could finish his shower by finishing cleaning his body and his confusion.
Then he detected movement in the bathroom and after a few seconds the shower door opened and his daughter entered the shower naked and smiling:
"Sydney! I'm not done yet!" Exclaimed the man hiding his penis again and looking away.
Although it was already too late.
His eyes had captured the image of her daughter's breasts with her dark fleshy nipples appreciating what they had grown and of the dark skin with some dark hair above her crotch; images that fought against her modesty and send blood to Max's penis.
"Well, I thought we could share the shower," Sydney said with a shaky voice despite trying to smile. "That way we could save water and help ourselves to soap and wash, as we did with mom when I was little. It is something that we no longer share and I have been wanting to do it again for a long time." The adolescent took the soap bottle and threw herself into her hand ready to carry out her idea. "In fact, while we do, we could talk about something that has been spinning my mind for days ... "
"Sydney ..." Max tried to speak while he felt his daughter's eyes on his body, while his own eyes sought to look at her again and again enjoying her breasts, her adolescent body and of her beautiful face. "I… I'm done…"
And then Max slipped out of the shower and grabbed a towel to cover her body as he fled the bathroom repeating his wish that Sydney didn't look like Alisha and that he shouldn't think of his daughter that way.
"This is starting to get frustrating." The young woman commented as the water fell on her. "Well since I'm here ..."
Sydney began to lather her body to shower and then she thought that she had seen her father's penis again and reflected on the differences between that day, which was not so swollen at first, and the day she masturbated it and noticed how arousal turned on that pleasant heat that she knew so well in her vagina.
Her hands rested, She rubbed her breasts and massaged them, spreading soap that facilitated the movement of her palms on her soft skin, and played with them, sighing in pleasure before the right hand sought to caress and stimulate the outside of her vagina slowly preparing her for a great masturbation session.
She might not have talked to her father as she intended, but she had seen him naked and was in his shower and that was also stimulating ... At least enough to give a special touch to the pleasure that she was going to give herself...
That's what she thought with her eyes closed as she opened her vagina more to insert two fingers inside her, imagining that they were her father's penis, while she thought that perhaps that was also a way of sharing pleasure with her father ...
Two more days passed and Max was beginning to worry about his daughter and her mental health a bit.
On the one hand, there was the fact that his daughter seemed to have developed some kind of exhibitionist mania since whenever she was at home, she wore her old pajamas that revealed more of her body so much, and then there was the fact that she entered her shower naked two days before as if nothing…
The day before she had tried to do it again, although he had taken the precaution of locking the door and the young woman had to wait to enter since she claimed that her shower head did not work again, although he had not found any problem in it .
Perhaps worse had been when he heard her moans and sighs of pleasure in the bathroom two times, after Syd started her shower, which seemed to indicate that perhaps her Sydney had started to masturbate, and was having no problem doing it in his shower.
And to top off that series of strange experiences, that day he had received a message from his daughter wearing only a set of pink underwear and a bikini that was too sexy for a thirteen-year-old teenage girl in a changing room at the mall where she had gone with her friends. asking his opinion and permission to buy them.
Max replied without thinking that they were both great and that she would buy them and then added that she should keep working and that they would see each other tonight for dinner.
And that he did; ignoring his daughter's messages as he mentally dealt with his other problem.
Since everything Syd did had planted a seed of excitement and lust in him, his dreams were plagued with his daughter wearing her sexy pajamas or naked in the shower and he usually woke up fully erect. And then there was the fact that he had thought of Sydney as a sexually attractive woman even when he was awake and when he heard her moan in his shower for the first time two days ago he hadn't been able to help but masturbate for relief as he felt like he was losing control.
All that was beginning to get over him and distract him from other things, like at that moment while closing the sale of a bike, but in reality he could only think about was what the pink underwear in the photo would feel like or if the bikini would mark her nipples and vagina when she gets wet, giving him an almost perfect image of both him and anyone who looks at his precious little princess.
And that felt a little bad.
Sydney for her part felt frustrated that her father kept running away from her and could not carry out her plans and have the conversation that she wanted so much.
Her friends noticed it while they were shopping, caused Sydney to tell them part of what was happening to her, but instead acted like it was a boy that she liked and that she wanted to do something special with him, but she couldn't make him seem interested.
The others tried to question her further on the subject, but she kept all the details to herself, although in the end she let them believe that she was talking about Harry as it was something credible.
Not that the other three members of the four Amigas were experts in relationships or seduction, but they did help her see that really the easiest thing to achieve was that she would simply have to sit down with whoever she liked and talk about her feelings and needs with him to move forward; which had been one of her first plans, but then she preferred to opt for those more shameless plans since she believed that way her father would be more easily dazzled and would end up doing whatever she wanted ...
But perhaps the time had come to let her hormones and her vagina decide for her and try to face this matter as a mature woman.
Max came home from work hours later tired and a little calmer about his perverted thoughts and desires for Sydney.
"Hello family!" He greeted after closing the door and seeing that the room was empty.
"I'm in the kitchen dad! Please come!" His daughter answered him.
Max froze and waited for his mother to answer something too, and then he remembered that she was studying in the library that night and wouldn't be at least until bedtime.
He felt the urge to run upstairs, but instead swallowed hard and walked to the kitchen where he saw Syd waiting quietly for him sitting at the table in the T-shirt and pants she was wearing when she left the house that morning, which suited her, but they were not what he would define as sexy ...
"Is something wrong dad? You seem disappointed." Commented his curious daughter. Sydney did not miss the disappointed face her father had made when he saw her.
"Nothing, Syd, I'm just tired. - Improvised Max."
"Only you weren't naked on the table waiting for me to have my dinner or cooking with just an apron and fruits or vegetables with phallic shapes in hand ..." Added in his mind.
The man realized that his face had betrayed him and made an effort to smile and hide his embarrassment as he sat down and said:
"Is something wrong honey"
"Dad." Sydney took a deep breath and then spoke. "I think we should talk about what happened last week and all about that special way of sharing love that can only be experienced through sex."
"What?" Max said on a high-pitched moan.
Then Sydney told him about his drunken night and the man could see that his recurring dream was not such, but that his daughter had actually masturbated him while he groped her and talked to her about sex, kissed her and advised her to masturbate a bit to enjoy it, although he sometimes found it a bit repetitive since she wanted to share the pleasure with someone ...
"You were right about masturbating." She finally concluded the smiling teenager. "It's really fantastic, a new world that I can't stop exploring. But it is true that sometimes I feel like I need something more and I want to experience what it feels like to share my love and pleasure with someone ..."
"Do you want to have sex ?!" Max asked stunned by everything that happened.
"Yes." She answered serious and determined. The moment of truth had come. "And I want to have it with you since I know that you really love me and that you would like to do it as you told me while I was touching you."
"What?!" Max tried to speak more but could only open and close his mouth without making a sound for a few minutes. "Is that why you've been so weird these last few days?"
"Yes." The girl acknowledged. "I thought you were also thinking about what happened and that if you saw me willing to do it, you would want to talk about us having sex."
"I thought it was a dream!" Max let out. "The truth is that I don't think it's something we should do more Sydney. I love you more than anyone else in the world, but I don't know if we should consciously cross that line again…"
"Think about it dad", continued is daughter trying not to show her fear and pain for those last words. "We both love each other like you and mom loved each other and who better than you to be sure my first time is with someone who knows what he's doing and loves me. It is something I want to share with you. Besides, I did it voluntarily the other time and I will do it voluntarily again, so it's not like you'll rape me. What do you say? "
Max watched his daughter as he felt a storm of conflicting thoughts and feelings unleash inside her.
She took several deep breaths trying to calm herself and then she saw the answer clearly before him.
So he opened his eyes and looked at his beloved daughter. So similar to her lover Alisha, the love of her life, but without being her and he said:
"No Sydney. I won't."
Max could see how his daughter's heart broke in that instant.
The young woman felt how all the happiness disappeared from inside her in an explosion along with her illusions and hopes. Before she could do anything else she burst into tears as her body lost all of her energy and she dropped into the chair.
The man hurried around the table and hugged her against his body. Sydney regained some of her strength and tried to hit him and separate from her father; the man she both hated so much and loved so much in the same moment.
"I love you Sydney, never doubt it." The man whispered to her while he also cried. "And I feel like a real bastard for causing you so much pain right now. But I think I would feel worse over time if I stole your first time with someone you love or I keep all your love and passion and in the end: I wind up obsessed with that and separating you from the world and the happiness that I have in store for you, keeping you together with me. And despite everything I told you, it is possible that you did not feel that special love that I felt with your mother or that I did not feel it for you and I don't want to hurt you like that either. "
Sydney sobbed louder and tried to free herself from her father again, but he resisted taking her blows and stroked her hair gently while he waited for his little one to give way again.
"Don't worry, Syd." Max pulled his daughter closer to him. As he silenced the last vestiges of lust inside her. "You will find whoever your soulmate is, even if it is timeless, and you will be able to experience love, pleasure and happiness in a way as pure as I promised you. Until then I will take care of you and protect you, even if you hate me."
Sydney ended her attempts to separate from him and hugged her father while he continued crying, enjoying the love he shared with her in that hug and with her words. Not a sexual love like the one she told him about but that of a father for her daughter and that he too felt very good and at that moment for doing the right thing.
TO BE CONTINUED..
Author's Note: The events at the end of the chapter may have surprised those who have come this far in the story. The truth is that at first I thought the build up to Sydney confronting her father would happen sooner, and there would be a lot of sex between them. But today while writing I have felt that deep down that was not the story I wanted to do, so I have decided to change the events. It's not that I suddenly turned against incest or adult / teen sex, I just felt like this was not that story. In the future I will bring more exciting stories. There will only be one more chapter that will come soon and it will be quite hot. Until then you can read my other stories on my profile or read Laying Law Lady's stories who surely she can satisfy many of your fantasies with her stories. ;)