Five years ago, Richard’s wife passed away. Since then, he had been raising their daughter Sophie all by himself. Sophie was now twenty-three. Her body had fully bloomed — long dark hair that fell to her waist, full round breasts, a slim waist, and a thick, firm ass. Every time she walked around the house in short skirts and tight tops, Richard’s eyes kept drifting to her breasts and thighs.
One evening, Richard came home tired from work. Sophie was standing in the kitchen wearing a very short skirt and a thin white top. The top was so sheer that her black bra showed clearly underneath, and her nipples were already poking through the fabric. Richard walked up to her and said, “Sophie, I brought you a gift today.”
He took out a small box. Inside was a delicate gold chain. Sophie smiled brightly. “Dad, this is so beautiful! Thank you.”
Richard stepped closer and fastened the chain around her neck. As he did, his fingers slid slowly from her neck down to the soft upper curve of her breasts. Sophie tensed slightly but didn’t pull away.
During dinner that night, Richard kept glancing at her. After they finished eating, he followed her into her bedroom. Sophie was lying on the bed in a thin nightie, scrolling on her phone. The nightie was so short that her thighs and the lower curve of her ass were completely exposed.
Richard sat on the edge of the bed and began gently stroking her hair. Then he spoke softly, “Sophie… Dad loves you so much. You’ve grown up now. You’ve become so beautiful.”
Sophie’s breathing quickened. “Dad… what are you saying?”
Richard took her hand and placed it on the hard bulge in his pants. Even through the fabric, his cock was thick and stiff. Sophie tried to pull her hand away, but he held it firmly in place.
“Dad… don’t… this is wrong…” Fear was clear in her voice.
Richard slowly began lifting the hem of her nightie. Sophie tried to stop him with both hands. “Dad, no… stop… I’m your daughter…”
But he pinned her wrists above her head and pulled the nightie all the way up to her chest. Her full, round breasts spilled free. Her pink nipples were already hard. Richard lowered his mouth and started sucking one breast, swirling his tongue around the stiff nipple.
Tears welled up in Sophie’s eyes. “Dad… it hurts… please stop…”
He moved to the other breast and sucked harder. With one hand he spread her thighs. She was wearing only a thin pair of panties. He pulled them to the side and began rubbing her pussy with his fingers. She was already a little wet.
“Look at that,” he whispered. “Your pussy is already getting wet.”
Sophie turned her face away in shame. “Dad… I’m scared…”
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