Madison and Kelly

Author's Note: this story involves father-daughter incest. All characters are over the age of 18.

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When my 18-year-old daughter Madison graduated from high school, she was determined to make her last summer before college as fun as possible. And, as a teenage girl, she loved sharing how much fun she was having on social media. Her social media feeds were full of pics of herself and her friends doing everything girls do - partying, shopping, going to movies, working out, and so on.

Madison was one of the most popular girls in school. She had blonde, shoulder-length hair, was 5'6", and had a body that I couldn't help notice attracted the stares of the boys in her school and even the male teachers. Naturally, she hung out with the other "hot girls" at the school, which, as a red-blooded American male, I certainly didn't mind.

Madison's best friend was an absolutely gorgeous, brown-haired girl named Kelly. Kelly's father, Jim, and I had become close friends over the years as a result of Madison and Kelly's friendship. Jim and I were both divorced single dads in our late thirties.

One day, early in the summer, while Madison was out shopping with her friends, I received a text from Jim:

Jim: You see Madison's latest post?

Me: Nope, what is it?

Jim: Haha just check it out, I have a feeling you'll like it

I pulled up Madison's feed. Her most recent pic was of her, Kelly, and three of their girlfriends at the mall, crowded together for a selfie. They were all wearing tight-fitting clothes. From the angle the picture was taken, there was a pretty good view of Kelly and another girl's cleavage, and one of the other girls had a bare midriff.

I felt a little weird talking to Jim about this, but I figured a little shared ogling wasn't the end of the world. I texted him:

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Me: lol...damn

Jim: haha right?

Jim: the girl on the far right

Me: yeah, for sure, what a body

Jim: our daughters have such hot friends

Me: haha...so true

Me: and now that they're all legal we don't have to feel bad talking about them haha

Jim: lol true

Jim: I gotta say...

Jim: nevermind

Me: haha, come on, what?

Jim: umm just

Jim: Madison's really grown up a lot if you know what I mean

Me: come on dude

Jim: hahaha sorry man

Jim: forget I said anything

Me: lol whatever you pervert

Jim: hey, she's not my daughter

Jim: and you have to realize she's way hot

Me: she is a lovely young woman

Jim: haha exactly

Me: ...just like Kelly

Jim: ok come on now

Me: lol you started it

Me: and her cleavage in that pic...damn

Jim: all right all right, that's enough

Me: haha ok ok

--

We stopped texting. Unsurprisingly, I now had a raging hard-on. I went back to Madison's pic of her and her friends. I hadn't really looked at her closely before, but because of Jim's comments, I took notice of the tight-fitting spaghetti strap top that Madison was wearing. I could definitely see why guys would find her attractive. My eyes scanned to the right to examine the other girls, as my hand reached into my shorts. I felt a little guilty jerking off to my daughter's friends, but what she didn't know couldn't hurt her.

Over the next few days, Jim and I had more conversations about our daughters' social media posts. We talked more and more explicitly about how hot their friends were and the things we'd like to do with them. We never got explicit about Madison or Kelly, but we did throw in occasional sly comments about each other's daughters. To be honest, it was kind of hot knowing Jim got turned on by my daughter.

That weekend, Kelly invited Madison over to her place for a pool party. Jim had installed a pool in his backyard a couple years back, and his place had become a frequent gathering place for Kelly and Madison and their friends. Madison asked if it was okay for her to go over there, and I said of course, have fun. She said thanks, then ran lightly up the stairs to change into her swim suit.

When she came down, she was in a pair of denim short shorts and a red bikini top. The straps of a matching red thong arched slightly above her shorts. I was a little nervous about her walking around in public in such a skimpy outfit, but Kelly lived just down the street, so I decided it wasn't a big deal.

"Bye, Daddy, love you," she said as she opened the front door.

"Love you, too, have fun, sweetheart," I said.

About a half hour later, my phone buzzed. It was Jim, he had sent me a pic. I opened my phone and, looking at the pic, said "Fuuck..." under my breath. Jim had perfectly framed the asses of five girls lying down next to the pool on their stomachs. I couldn't see any of their heads, just a row of butts, all in red thongs. I texted him back:

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Me: whoa

Jim: I know, right?

Jim: I love being the dad with the pool

Me: haha i'm jealous

Me: are they all wearing the same thong?

Jim: lol yeah

Jim: I guess that's what they were doing at the mall last week

Jim: they said they all wanted to match

Me: haha

Me: teenage girls are weird

Jim: lol for sure

Jim: so...how would you rank them?

Me: haha...the girls in the pic?

Jim: yeah

Me: I would never objectify these young women in such a way

Jim: HAHA

Jim: whatever dude, rank them

Me: lol ok

Me: 4, 3, 5, 1, 2

Jim: lol

Jim: I knew that was gonna happen

Me: what?

Jim: ummmm

Jim: you just ranked Madison first

Jim: and Kelly second

Me: dude

Me: wtf

Me: I assumed you weren't being a total dick and Madison wasn't in the picture

Jim: hahaha

Jim: sorry man

Me: seriously wtf

Jim: oh come on, it's not a big deal

Jim: as far as you're concerned, they were just a row of female butts

Jim: you had no way of knowing

Jim: I thought it would be funny

Me: such a jackass

Jim: haha yeah, sorry

Jim: but just being real, Madison obviously has the best ass

Jim: so perfectly round

Me: dude

Jim: hahaha

Jim: sorry again

Jim: just speaking the truth

Me: whatever

Jim: flattered you picked Kelly as number 2

Me: tbh I'm more interested in Kelly's tits but her ass is pretty good too

Jim: ...

Jim: I guess I deserve that

Me: haha exactly, fucker

--

I scrolled back up through the conversation to look at the picture again. My hard-on strained against my jeans. I had to admit, Jim wasn't wrong about Madison's butt - it was so round and tight. I looked across at all the girls - they all looked amazing. I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, pulling out my erection and beginning to stroke. I felt a little weird, but I made sure to look mainly at all the butts that weren't my daughter's. Sure, I couldn't help but glance at Madison's once in a while, but that wasn't my focus.

***

As the days passed, I couldn't help but start noticing Madison's body more. Now that she had graduated high school, she seemed to want to start wearing more adult, more revealing outfits. She regularly lazed around the house in a pair of tight-fitting athletic shorts and a tank top. I tried not to think about what Jim would say about her body.

One day, she skipped downstairs and grabbed my car keys off the table. "Daddy, I wanna go work out, do you mind if I take the car to the gym?"

I looked at her. She was wearing skin-tight pink gym shorts and a white sports bra. The sports bra had a zipper down the front that was halfway unzipped, revealing a good amount of her squeezed together, B-cup breasts. "Um..." I said. "I don't mind you taking the car, but don't you think you're dressed a little inappropriately?"

She looked down at herself. "Oh, Daddy, I'm an adult now, and lots of women dress like this at the gym."

I sighed. I didn't really feel like getting into an argument, and it was true she was an adult now. "Okay, I guess," I said.

"Thanks, Daddy!" she said.

I watched as she slipped her feet into her sneakers and decided I needed a second opinion. I picked up my phone and acted like I was looking at Twitter or something, but really I was opening the camera and carefully positioning the phone to snap a pic of Madison. She had a hand on the front door, leaning against it as she slipped her foot into a sneaker. Thankfully, she didn't notice what I was doing.

After she left, I texted Jim:

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Me: so I need some parenting advice

Jim: what's up?

Me: Madison just went to the gym

Me: but she was wearing a pretty inappropriate outfit

Me: I told her I thought it was inappropriate but she said she's an adult and lots of women dress like that

Me: so I said okay and she left

Me: but I'm not sure, I think I shouldn't let her go out dressed like that anymore

Jim: hmm

Jim: well it depends on what she was wearing I guess

Me: well

Me: I snuck a pic so that you could see and tell me what you think

Jim: oh ok

Jim: perfect

Me: [picture of Madison]

Jim: umm wow

Jim: I mean...godDAMN

Me: hey come on man

Me: that's not why I'm sending this to you

Me: I want your advice

Jim: haha sorry, but I mean, jesus

Jim: you have to realize how hot she looks in that pic

Me: I mean, yeah, that's why I'm saying it's inappropriate

Jim: sorry dude, but this pic is going in the spank bank for sure

Me: fuck off

Jim: lol ok ok, seriously though

Jim: she IS an adult now, and she does have to learn to make her own choices

Jim: you're not gonna be able to pick what she wears in college

Me: yeah, I guess so

Me: it's just weird

Jim: yeah, I guess

Jim: ok, ummm, I gotta go have a little "me time" lol

Jim: ttyl

--

I was a little irritated at how much Jim was perving out over my own daughter, but at the same time, I was kind of turned on thinking about him jerking off to the pic I sent him. I looked back at it, taking in Madison's smooth legs, flat stomach, and cleavage. As I reached my hand into my shorts, I told myself that if I imagined that she was somebody else's daughter, it wasn't wrong to jerk off to a pic of her. And, again, what she didn't know couldn't hurt her.

***

The next day, I got another text from Jim:

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Jim: hey man, thanks for sending that pic of Madison yesterday

Me: I didn't send it for your gratification, asshole

Me: but you're welcome

Jim: lol

Jim: well I was just about to send you something in return

Jim: but if you're gonna call me an asshole forget it

Me: hmmm

Me: ok ok I take it back

Jim: haha I thought so

Jim: here...

--

Jim then sent me a picture, and I almost gasped when I saw it. It was Kelly, lying back on a lawn chair in her backyard, wearing sunglasses and her red bikini. Her C-cup breasts looked amazing. I immediately got hard and texted back:

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Me: fuck

Me: thanks man

Jim: haha thought you'd like that

Me: of course I do, Kelly's so hot dude

Jim: ok ok

Jim: don't perv out too hard, she's still my daughter

Me: haha

Me: but I mean

Me: just so you know

Me: I'm gonna stroke so hard to those tits

Jim: lol ok dude, I said that's enough

Me: haha ok

Me: now you know how it feels to have your best friend perving out to your daughter

Jim: hah true

Jim: so um...

Me: what?

Jim: well

Jim: I think Madison's hot, you think Kelly's hot

Jim: maybe we could make an arrangement...?

Me: what kind of arrangement?

Jim: you know

Jim: just sending hot pics to each other

Jim: no big deal

Me: I dunno, sounds kind of fucked up

Jim: come on

Jim: Kelly walks around in that bikini all the time man

Jim: I could easily send you so many pics of her

Jim: and ummm...

Jim: sometimes she tans naked so she doesn't get tanlines

Me: ...

Me: seriously?

Jim: yeah dude

Me: fuuuuuck

Me: and you'd send me pics of that?

Jim: well

Jim: only if you could get me the equivalent

Jim: just to be fair

Me: umm I don't know if I could do that

Jim: sure you could

Jim: Madison told me she sleeps naked

Me: what?

Me: she told you that?

Jim: haha yeah

Jim: sometimes I think she's flirting with me

Me: jesus

Jim: yeah

Jim: so...

Jim: what do you think?

Me: I dunno man

Jim: just think about seeing Kelly's totally bare tits

Me: fuck

Me: ok

Jim: haha thought so

--

Jim and I started sending pics of Madison and Kelly back and forth to each other. After a few days, I had a decent collection of Kelly in her bikini, in workout clothes, in some sexy pajamas. I was jerking off at least a couple times per day. Jim also received plenty of pics I took covertly of Madison, who was dressing increasingly provocatively these days.

One night, Jim sent me an amazing pic of Kelly doing some kind of yoga pose in her living room. We started texting again:

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Me: goddamn your daughter is so fit

Jim: yeah?

Me: you know it

Me: she just does yoga right in front of you like that?

Jim: haha yeah, she does it every night before she goes to bed

Me: you're a lucky man

Jim: hah, so are you

Me: um

Me: you have any pics of her...topless?

Jim: haha was waiting for you to ask

Jim: yeah I have a few saved for you

Jim: but you know what I need first

Jim: what's Madison up to?

Me: she went to bed

Jim: hmmmm interesting...

Me: haha

Me: you want it really bad, don't you?

Jim: fuck yes

Jim: you know I do

Me: tell me what you want

Jim: I want you to sneak into your daughter's bedroom

Jim: slowly peel her sheets down

Jim: and take some pics of her sexy as fuck naked body

Jim: for me to jerk off to

Me: fuuuck

Jim: do it

Jim: now

--

A few minutes passed.

--

Me: [picture of Madison, lying on her back, asleep, one hand up by her head and the other at her side, her legs slightly parted, completely naked]

Jim: holy shit

Jim: I can't believe you actually did it

Me: [another pic, this one a close-up of Madison's smooth, shaved pussy]

Jim: fuuuuck

Jim: she looks so tight

Jim: more

Me: [another pic, this one of Madison lying on her stomach, her legs parted and her round ass on full display]

Jim: jesus

Jim: how'd you get her to turn over?

Me: just kind of nudged her a little

Jim: you were putting your hands on your naked daughter?

Me: a little

Jim: so that you could get her in the right position for me?

Me: yes

Jim: god damn

Jim: I dunno where I want to cum most, on her face, her ass, or those perky little tits

Me: you jerking now?

Jim: yes

Me: send the pics of Kelly

Jim: [an image of Kelly lying naked in the sun, her eyes closed, a thin layer of sweat on her round tits]

Jim: [a similar image of Kelly, but lying on her stomach, her ass on display]

Jim: [a close-up of Kelly's tits, but with a man's hand lightly squeezing one of them]

Me: holy shit

Me: whose hand is that?

Jim: take a guess

Me: yours?

Jim: yep

Jim: she was asleep

Me: you felt your daughter up while she slept?

Jim: yes

Me: fuuuuuuck I'm cumming

Jim: me too

--

Jim and I didn't text for the next couple days. I think we both needed to contemplate how far we had taken this. I felt really guilty, but it didn't stop me from jerking off regularly to the naked pics of Kelly (and, ok, if I'm being honest, a couple times to the naked pics of Madison too).

That weekend, Madison sat down next to me on the couch as I watched a college football game. She was wearing a pair of short shorts and a v-neck t-shirt that stopped at her bellybutton. She told me that Kelly had invited her over for a sleepover. "Sounds like fun," I said.

"Yeah," Madison said. "It's just gonna be the two of us. I think we're starting to realize that the summer's gonna be over soon and we're not gonna get to see much of each other for a while."

"Oh, honey, that's sweet," I said. "You two have been friends for so long, I'm sure it's hard having to say goodbye. Hope you two have fun tonight."

"Thanks, Daddy," she said, leaning over to give me a kiss on the cheek. I couldn't help but glance down her t-shirt as she leaned over. I think she noticed, because she giggled a little. I blushed, but she just stood up and skipped away. I watched her ass bounce as she left.

She left that night, and I received my first text from Jim since we had exchanged naked photos of our daughters. It was a picture of Madison and Kelly, lying on the stomachs in the living room, watching a movie with a bowl of popcorn between them. Jim was clearly sitting on the couch behind them, getting a nice view of their butts, both showcased in pairs of tight-fitting gray pajama shorts. Madison wore a white tank top, Kelly a light blue one. I texted Jim back:

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Me: so jealous of you right now

Jim: haha, I know right?

Me: they having fun?

Jim: yep

Jim: just regular stuff mostly

Jim: I gotta say, though...

Me: what?

Jim: I dunno

Jim: I feel like Madison is getting really, really flirty

Me: oh

Me: what do you mean?

Jim: well

Jim: she keeps looking over at me and smiling

Jim: she was lying on the couch next to me while I sat here

Jim: and she was, like, pulling her tank top up until she was showing a little bit of underboob

Jim: and when I looked over she giggled and, um...

Me: come on, what

Jim: she flashed me

Me: what

Jim: just for a second, but still

Me: I can't believe it

Me: you haven't done anything, right?

Jim: no, of course not, man

Jim: but um

Jim: after she flashed me her tits, she moved her feet down the couch and started rubbing my thigh with them

Jim: but I got up and went to the kitchen to grab a beer

Me: oh

Me: good

Me: I can't believe she's acting like that

Jim: yeah

Jim: she just looked back at me and smiled and shook her butt at me

Me: omg

Me: if you want to ask her to leave, I understand

Me: that's so inappropriate of her

Jim: oh uh that's okay

Jim: she can stay

Me: ok

Jim: she keeps staring at my hard-on

Me: what do you mean

Jim: well, I mean, obviously I'm hard right now

Jim: how could I not be

Jim: you saw that pic I sent

Me: I guess

Jim: and um

Jim: I'm wearing some shorts that make it kind of hard to hide

Jim: so she keeps looking

Jim: and, uh

Jim: licking her lips

Me: really?

Jim: yeah

Me: what can she see exactly

Jim: well, my shorts are pretty obviously tented

Jim: (really can't help it, I have a pretty big dick)

Jim: and I think that from her angle she might be able to see up the leg of my shorts

Me: so...she can see your actual cock?

Jim: I'm not sure

Jim: maybe a little

Jim: she's spending more time looking back at me than watching the movie at this point

Jim: she keeps biting her lip and staring at my crotch

Me: shit

Me: I dunno man, I think maybe you should send her home, this is getting crazy

Jim: I don't think so dude

Jim: and you would say the same thing if you were in my position

Jim: holy shit

Me: what?

Jim: she just pulled her shorts a little bit down so that I can see the top of her butt

Jim: [an image of Madison watching TV, but her shorts are pulled halfway down]

Me: wtf

Jim: she can definitely see my dick now

Me: how do you know?

Jim: well I was trying to adjust myself so the tent in my shorts wasn't so obvious

Jim: but when I put my dick flat against my leg, it kind of sticks out the bottom of the shorts

Jim: so she can see the head

Me: what's she doing?

Jim: staring

Jim: she wants it bad

Jim: I'm starting to stroke it while she watches

Me: seriously?

Me: that's my daughter

Jim: I know

Jim: your hot little 18-year-old daughter

Jim: still want me to send her home?

Me: um

Me: I guess not

Jim: what do you want me to do?

Me: you know

Jim: say it

Me: I want you to fuck Madison

Jim: your daughter

Me: yes