I always thought that there was something special about a Daddy/daughter relationship, a certain bond between the two - but not one that included sex. After all, that's incest. It's taboo, against the law, against human morals and so on. Those used to be my thoughts, but that all changed a few short weeks ago.

Traci and I have always been close, but not what I feel is any closer than other dads and daughters. She is our only child and, to use an old phrase, is as cute as a bugs' ear. My wife had a difficult pregnancy and her delivery of Traci was so difficult she had to remain in the hospital for 3 weeks to recover. Her doctor recommended that we not have any additional children, because of the health risks, so while she was still in the hospital Laureen had an operation to tie her tubes to avoid any further pregnancies.

Although Laureen fully recovered physically when she came home from the hospital she felt that she was somewhat less of a woman because at the age of 21 her child bearing years were over. She had 3 siblings and thought that that was a good number of kids for a family. I tried to reassure her that she was still my first and only love, I considered her the sexiest woman I knew, and so what if we only had 1 child. I was serious about her sexiness. I didn't let up in my desire for her curvy, petite body and continued to fuck her and enjoy her whenever possible. Our lovemaking was nothing out of the ordinary - straight, oral, some anal - just pretty much routine for a married couple, and we had sex 3-4 times per week.

Life went on and Traci blossomed as a small child. Friendly, loving and out-going. By 8 or 9 years old she was staring to become the image of her mother, a petite beauty with silky brunette hair and light gray colored eyes. Laureen never totally recovered from her feelings of failure and felt guilty that Traci didn't have any brothers or sisters to play with and share things while growing up. Traci wasn't bothered by this and in fact I think she enjoyed being an only child; she didn't have to compete with anyone for attention and got just about everything she wanted. Spoiled might even describe how we treated her.

While Traci blossomed, Laureen wilted. I think she couldn't handle the attention Traci was receiving. Laureen was beginning to become depressed over her false feelings of inadequacy in child bearing; all of her friends had 3-4 kids each. No one cared but her, but she cared overly much and became obsessed with this. Her attitude went to hell and she began to let her appearance go, along with our sex life. We were now fucking only about once or twice every couple of weeks. She said it didn't matter because there wasn't any point to it if she couldn't get pregnant. ......(cont)