I'm a 40 year old Father with a young daughter. I have always been attracted to her, but tonight that would change. I'd finally make a move to let her know.

As I sat on the couch next to my precious daughter, her tiny frame nestled against mine, I felt a surge of emotion that I could no longer suppress. For years, I had fought against the growing attraction I felt towards her, telling myself it was nothing more than a father's love.

But tonight, as I looked into her innocent eyes, I knew I could no longer deny the truth. I was in love with my own daughter.

Taking a deep breath, I gently brushed a strand of hair away from her face. She looked up at me with a curious expression, and I could see the question in her eyes.

"Daddy," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes, sweetheart?" I replied, my voice husky with emotion.

"I love you," she said simply.

It was all the invitation I needed. Leaning in, I pressed my lips to hers, feeling the softness of her skin beneath mine. Her mouth opened slightly, and I took advantage of the moment, exploring her warmth with my tongue.

For several minutes, we kissed passionately, my heart pounding with each beat as I savored the taste of my daughter's lips. I could feel her hand on my chest, gently caressing it as our lips continued to dance together.

I pulled away slightly, gazing into her young eyes that now held a mixture of surprise and desire. "I love you too, sweetheart," I whispered, my voice shaky.

As I looked into her eyes, I saw a newfound maturity and understanding that I didn't expect. She reached up and placed her hand on my cheek, her gaze never leaving mine.

"Daddy, I'm not a little girl anymore. I know what this means," she said softly, her words carrying a weight that felt heavy. She placed her hand on my already throbbing cock, and our eyes locked in a knowing connection.

"I want you too," she whispered, her breath warm against my lips.

I couldn't deny it any longer; I was in love with my own daughter. And with that realization came a new understanding of our relationship. We were no longer just a father and daughter, we were lovers.

I took her hand and led her to my bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. As we entered the dimly lit room, I could see desire reflected in her eyes, matching the fire that burned within me.

We undressed each other slowly, our hands exploring each other's bodies as our passion grew stronger with every touch. As she reached for my cock, I groaned in pleasure, feeling her warm hand wrap around me.

Her eyes locked onto mine as she slowly began to stroke my length, her gaze intense and unwavering.

She took off her shirt, revealing her small, firm breasts, and my breath hitched in my throat. She was so beautiful, my daughter, and I could not believe the sight of her naked body was driving me wild with want.

I followed her lead and removed our clothes until we stood before each other, naked and aroused. We came together then, our bodies melding in a dance of passion and love.

Her soft skin felt amazing against mine as we explored each other's bodies, kissing and touching with a tenderness that only deepened our connection. I caressed her back, then traced my fingers down her spine, feeling the way her muscles tense and relax under my touch.

She moaned softly as I moved my hand lower, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. She wrapped her legs around me, bringing our bodies even closer together.

As we continued our passionate lovemaking, I felt a deep sense of pleasure and fulfillment wash over me. Our bodies intertwined, my cock deep inside her, and our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I could feel her warmth surrounding me, and I knew that this was what I had always desired.

We moved together in a slow, sensual rhythm, our breaths ragged as we gave into the raw, primal desire that seemed to have taken hold of us. I knew that this was wrong, but the pleasure was too great to ignore. Every touch, every kiss, every movement felt incredibly intimate and perfect.

As we continued to fuck, I couldn't help but wonder what our future together would hold. We were father and daughter, yes, but now we were also lovers. Would we be able to keep this a secret, or would our love be discovered by the outside world?