I read the email again. Heck, I read it about ten times. I still couldn't believe it. Was it a trap?
I read it one more time then filed it as a possible lead and went back to my work.
Hi everyone, my name is Stuart Carter, aged 48, a freelance journalist with a specialism in investigative journalism. Over the years I have broken a number of stories, tales of nasty people, doing nasty things to normally, vulnerable people. I have exposed cases of modern day slavery, sexual perversions which would turn the stomachs of normal people and inner city gangs of self proclaimed gangsters terrorising normal, law abiding citizens. This means that I have to be careful to protect my identity, there are too many people as a result of my work who would want to cause me pain. The money I earn from the work is too good to ignore though
Over the years I have garnered a network of people who would leak things to me. Leads which I could perhaps use to start an investigation.
I had just finished a story, a small exposé of a smuggling operation designed to bypass import duties. My exposé started in a national newspaper and then had even featured on the national broadcaster. It was good money.
So I was now sitting here waiting for a new investigation to start. I had a number of warm leads but nothing was ready for further work at this stage.
I was torn from my reverie by the sound of the front door opening then closing. A few seconds later my daughter, Kim popped her head around the study door.
"Hi Dad."
"Hi Kim. You ok?"
"Yeah, all good Dad. I've brought all my stuff back from Uni. A bit of help would be great."
Fuck, it was only when Kim got home that I remembered that she was back from university for the summer holidays. I stood and went to help her unpack her car.
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It took far too long to unpack her car. She must have emptied the university not just her digs. Eventually however we were sitting in the kitchen enjoying a cold drink, chatting about her experiences at uni.
Kim was the result of a brief marriage I had with her mum. To be honest Kim was the only good thing to come out of the marriage, her mum and I being totally incompatible and it was a blessed relief when she had walked out when Kim was little. I hold no grudges but I still find it incredible that she had left Kim and I without a backward glance. I know that she moved in with a girl friend initially and there were rumours that she had shacked up with an older guy but to be honest I didn't much care. The divorce was fairly straight forward and I was left bringing up Kim on my own. It was difficult during some of the longer investigations I undertook but we got through it.
I have to be honest here. Kim is of course my daughter and I love her dearly but she is not the most beautiful woman. A few pounds overweight, well quite a few actually, glasses, frizzy hair, overall a bit gawky. I assumed that when she got older she would turn from being a bit of an ugly duckling into a swan but it never really happened. She had had boyfriends but never longer than a few days. Please don't judge me on these comments though.
Finishing our drinks, she went upstairs to finish unpacking and I returned to my study.
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As I said, I didn't have much work on at the time and my mind returned to the email I had received that I had filed earlier. Retrieving it I read it again, even though I was familiar with the contents. It was from one of my contacts, someone who had given me good quality leads in the past, hence I didn't want to ignore it, it was just that what he was telling me was so unbelievable.
"S, you need to have a look at something that I have just heard about. There is an island off the coast of Africa which has been nicknamed 'Incest Island'. It helps anyone who wants to have incest sex, indeed it actually encourages it! Nothing underage, over 18's only. Very secretive of course but this is as far as I got."
He then detailed links he had found, all of which led to a dead end.
My laptop was very well secured, the firewall was top notch and very well protected, and of course anonymous, so I clicked on the links.
To my experienced eye the pages that came up were obviously fronts. They all said 'Page not found' but I knew there was a way to get past them. It only took a few minutes and I was in but unfortunately all I was into was a members login page. No problem of course and within an hour I was through.
Fuck!
FUCK!
What I saw blew my mind. It felt like it was actually promoting incest, which I suppose for its business model to succeed it had to. There was a hotel, plenty of lodges, swimming pools, everything you would expect from a normal holiday, just that all the guests seemed to be indulging in incest. The only stipulation being that participants must be over 18.
I read more, took loads of notes and vowed that this would be my next investigation. But how to proceed? Finding a website wouldn't be enough. Really I had to pay the island a visit. I had false documents that I could use of course, to hide my real name, but I would need someone to go with. I had a few friends who undertook similar work than me and we had even collaborated in the past.
I went through the possibles females who I could use, slowly ruling out each one. I might have to have sex with them to keep up appearances.
A conundrum. Who to go with?
I eventually gave up, promising to return to it the next day.
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The next day I was back at it. My list had been whittled down to Simone, a 30ish independent journalist who I had worked with exposing a group of nasty loan sharks. Simone could be my fake daughter. I had fake papers for Kim (in case we had to disappear together quickly as a result of my work) and Simone could use them as they looked reasonably similar.
I emailed Simone and waited for a response.
It took over an hour to get an answer from Simone. She was working on an in depth case at the moment and wouldn't be free for a few months, possibly a year. That might work as it might take that long to arrange the visit to the island.
I started my investigations into the business.
I lost track of time. After a while, Kim poked her head around the door.
"Morning Dad."
I looked at the time.
"Almost afternoon now."
Kim poked her tongue out and left, returning a few minutes later with toast and coffee for us both.
"What are you working on, Dad?" she asked
"Early days yet, Kim," I replied, a bit nervous about the subject of my investigations in front of my daughter.
"Early days of what?"
"My work."
"Come on Dad, what's it about?"
I stopped work and looked at her, unsure how to tell her. I was backed into a corner however, I either needed to tell her or try to cover it up.
"I can't really say at the moment, Kim. I need to keep it quiet."
"Looks like a nice place, Dad. Booking a holiday?" she said looking at my screen.
I was stuck. "Look Kim, errr....my investigation is into this place. It's not a very nice place."
"Looks nice to me. I need a holiday as well. What's wrong with it?"
"Ok. It is a place that encourages incest, between consenting adults, over 18 only."
I looked at her and she blushed. "Oh ok, Dad, I understand."
"Look, don't worry about it. I probably won't take this any further."
"Why not? It should be exposed, shouldn't it?"
"Yeah probably but let's see shall we?"
"Ok. I'm going to take a shower. See you later." With that she was gone.
I turned off my laptop and did some cleaning around the house.
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Kim returned half an hour later.
"Dad, I've been thinking. You must do an exposé on that place. You are very good at what you do and it needs it," she said.
"Yeah, I agree but I'm still working on who to go with though Kim."
"Are you thinking of someone as your fake mum, sister or daughter?"
I looked at her. "Well, it depends on the age. I've had to rule out most of my contacts. I had hoped on one woman in particular to act as my fake daughter or niece but she won't be free for up to a year."
"That's a shame. I do have a suggestion but only if you don't get mad."
"Oh, ok."
"Well, I could go. I need a break and we could pretend to be in love, you know and..."
"Certainly not Kim. Do not even think about it."
"But why not Daddy?"
"Because I said so. It is not happening."
Kim was silent. She stood up but before leaving said, "Think about it Daddy."
As she left I did think about it. There was no way that I'd let it happen.
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I knew that Kim wouldn't give up and she proved me right. For the next couple of days she raised the issue, mainly focusing on it being "just a holiday". Every time I answered I felt my resolve weakening. It would be nice to have a holiday with her, it is just this holiday that I didn't want with her.
I lay awake that evening thinking about it. What were my objections? It came down to the environment. If incest was allowed or even encouraged we would be mingling with others who indulged. Would being in close proximity rub off on Kim and even me? Or perhaps could we keep ourselves to ourselves and enjoy a holiday?
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I gave in the next day. Kim had mentioned it again and I gave in.
"Ok, ok. We can go but a few rules. Remember what this place encourages and be watchful at all times. That also means no holiday romances. We keep ourselves to ourselves for as much of the holiday that we can. We use fake id, which I already have for you. Think that is all for now. There may be more rules later."
Kim beamed before launching herself at me, kissing the top of my head.
"I will of course need a new wardrobe Daddy!"
I just smiled.
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That afternoon I booked the holiday. The place was busy and the earliest I could book for was in six weeks.
I told Kim and gave her some money to buy some clothes.
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I didn't see a lot of Kim in the run up to the holiday. She was out a lot, I don't know where.
A few days before we were due to go away I texted her and asked if we could meet and chat about the plans for the holiday, to get our story straight and to reinforce the rules.
She responded that she was going to be home later that evening.
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That evening I got everything ready for Kim, the details of the holiday, her fake id papers and passport and a list of the rules.
She arrived and sat beside me. Whilst she was wearing baggy leisure clothes, I could tell that she had lost some weight, perhaps she had been trying to get beach body ready for our holiday the last few weeks.
We went through the rules and the paperwork and she readily accepted her role.
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The day of our holiday arrived and we got an early taxi to the airport. I had a concern that our fake passports would be scrutinised and fail the passport checks but we both got through easily.
We sat in the departure hall, awaiting our call, both a bit nervous about the destination but also hoping for a relaxing time.
The flight was called, we found our seats and the flight took off. The flight time was around 8 hours so I took the opportunity to catch up on some sleep, Kim listened to her music.
We arrived on the African mainland, breezed through customs and found the limo which had been sent to take us to the last part of our journey, a seaplane to the island.
We were not alone on the seaplane. There was another couple, a man and a woman who looked like there were in their 50's. We nodded to them before taking our seats.
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It was about 8pm local time when the seaplane touched down and taxied to a jetty. We were met by a man who introduced himself as Jonathan who booked us in before handing us off to an usher who took us to the bar for a welcome drink. Jonathan then turned his attention to the older couple who shared the seaplane journey.
We drank the cocktails we had been given and about half an hour after landing we were taken to our lodge. It took over five minutes in a buggy to get to the lodge, a completely private area, well away from other guests. It seemed perfect, perfect of course for the people who frequented the island.
We were shown around the lodge and given instructions on how to use the various technology before being left alone.
"Dad, someone has emptied our suitcases and hung our clothes up!" Kim said.
"Yeah, it is what this type of posh establishment does," I responded.
We were both shattered after such a long journey. Kim took a quick shower which allowed me time to prepare the sleeping arrangements. Of course the bedroom only included one bed, a king size bed which had been decorated with rose petals. I had no intention of sharing the bed with Kim so I arranged some cushions and pillows on the sofa.
Kim returned to the bedroom.
"Dad, you don't have to sleep on the sofa, you will find it so much more comfortable in the bed. I know the island actually encourages intimacy but don't fret yourself, I am too tired to ravish you!" She smiled at me.
I almost wavered but insisted that I would sleep on the sofa.
Kim shrugged and went off to complete her pre sleep rituals.
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Kim was right. I had a terrible night's sleep despite being tired. The sofa was uncomfortable, being designed to sit on, not sleep on. I guess that the people who came here would use the bed, of course.
At about 6am I got up, relieved myself and quietly checked in on Kim. She was clearly still asleep, so I left her, made myself a coffee, opened the back patio doors and stood in the garden.
The sun was only just starting to come up and it was still cool in the garden but I stood there drinking my coffee enjoying the peace and quiet. Eventually the cool air won and I retreated to the living area.
Kim got up about 90 minutes later. She visited the toilet then joined me on the sofa. I had been writing some notes when she sat down.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
"Just making some notes for my investigation for when we get home."
"Oh ok. What happens with breakfast? I'm starving. Do we go to a restaurant or does it get delivered?"
"Either. But perhaps we should get it delivered this morning. What do you fancy?"
"Toast. Lots of it."
"Ok, I will order it. Looks like I can do it using the tv."
I ordered the breakfast, then tidied up the living room. I didn't want the waiter/waitress to see that I had slept on the sofa!
The breakfast arrived 40 minutes later and we ate outside, now that the sun was out and it was a lot warmer than earlier.
"What are we going to do today, Dad?"
"Don't mind. What do you want to do?"
"A bit of sun worshipping, perhaps a dip in the sea?"
"Ok, sounds good."
It took Kim about an hour after breakfast to get ready to sunbathe. It amazed me how long it took her to just change into her swimsuit. It had taken me about 3 minutes to change and so I had been sitting outside for ages before she arrived.
The transformation in her was incredible. Now I understood why it had taken so long for her to get ready.
Kim was wearing a red bikini, she had obviously lost a lot of weight. Her hair had been straightened and her glasses replaced by, I guess contact lenses. She looked a different person. If I may say, extremely attractive.
She smiled at me and sat on the next sun lounger, kicking off her flip flops then reclining. It was a struggle for me to drag my eyes from her.
"It's amazing what a bit of hard work, some hair straighteners and contact lenses can do to someone's appearance, eh Dad?" she asked.
"Err,........what?" I responded a bit flustered.
She turned her head to look at me. "What do you think I've been doing for the last few weeks? It was hard work but it paid off." She patted her flat tummy before turning back.
I said nothing. I tried not to look at her but it was hard. She was a transformed woman.
We laid in the sun for a couple of hours, retreating to the air conditioned living room when it got too hot.
"What do you want for lunch?" I asked.
"How about we go to the bar for a drink and a snack? I'm not that hungry," Kim responded.
"Sounds good to me."
Kim left to get ready and I too went to change.
I dressed and then had to wait for Kim. She eventually entered the living room. She wore a short red dress and sandals. She had applied a bit of make up and looked amazing.
We left, and with Kim holding my arm, we walked to the restaurant.
The restaurant was quite busy. It was quite amusing to me to try to identify the family relationships between each of the guests. Older woman/younger man were probably mum and son. Older man/younger woman were probably dad and daughter. There were also clearly some family groups, mum, dad, sons and/or daughters.
Lunch was pretty good, the food was good and Kim was in a great mood so we laughed a lot. After lunch we decided to take coffee in the bar area.
When we were seated I saw the man and woman from the seaplane flight yesterday at the next table. They smiled at us.
We sat drinking our coffee for a while. I watched the couple get up and walk over to us.
"How are you two doing?" the man said.
"Err, yes, good thanks," I stammered in response.
"Mind if we join you?" he said pulling out a couple of chairs.
"No, help yourself."
"So, knowing what goes on here, what is your story then," he asked.
"Well, I'm Stuart and this is my daughter Kim."
"Very nice," he said shaking our hands. "A dad and his daughter on holiday together."
"I'm Donald, Don to my friends and this is Sheila," he said. "Sheila is my sister."
"Do you mind me asking, why you are here?" I asked thinking that this would help to bulk out my story.
"Same as you, I guess," he laughed.
I laughed back trying to get him to open up. "I mean some people would just do what they wanted or needed to do at home. Why fly out here?"
"Oh I see, understood," he said in a hushed tone. "We are both married, to other people you see. Coming here on the excuse of the need to tie up some family financial issues, we can be together. Our parents died a year or so ago and they had business interests on the African mainland. We come here when we deal with those issues."
"How long have you been, err.....intimate?"
"She was 18, I was 19. We played about, then had sex and we've not looked back since. We both married to keep up the pretence but whenever we can, we get together."
"That is so nice."
"So what about you two?"
"Well, Kim lives with me and we have been close for a little while. We wanted a holiday together to cement our love."
"Wow that is so cute. It is a shame that society forbids it, otherwise there would be a lot more."
Sheila stood and excused herself, Kim followed her to the toilet.
"Well Stuart, you must feel so lucky to fuck your beautiful daughter. Is she a good fuck?" Donald asked.
"The best, Donald."
"Sheila is the best fuck I've ever had. She does things that a wife wouldn't do, because of love, real love."
"I agree, I've only been fucking Kim for a short while but it is great being deep inside her."
"Sheila becomes insatiable when she and I are together. We only went to sleep at about 5am this morning. We were fucking for hours."
"Kim is certainly a lot hornier out here than at home."
The women returned and our conversation turned to more mundane matters but I was left feeling dirty that I had engaged in the incestuous conversation. After half an hour or so Kim and I left to return to the lodge.
That afternoon we went to the beach, swam in the sea and sat under umbrellas getting away from the unbearable hot sun.
Returning to the lodge we both showered, separately of course then I laid on the bed, falling asleep almost immediately.
When I woke, the shadows were longer. I must have been asleep for a while. I turned and found a sleeping Kim next to me, wearing a short silk nightdress. The hem of the nightdress was hitched up and barely covered the cheeks of her bum. If I had shifted position to the bottom of the bed I would be able to see her pussy.
Why did I think that? Even consider that? Was the influence of this island working on me?
I stood and peed before returning to the bed, averting my gaze from Kim at all times.
I laid down on my back, closed my eyes and thought about how I would structure my story. I felt Kim roll over but I stayed still.
After about five minutes I felt a hand on my belly. It pulled me out of my thoughts. What was going on? Had Kim moved in her sleep?
The hand gently rested on my belly. It then slowly moved downwards until it went over the elastic of my boxers. Down further and it rested on my pyjama clad soft cock.
I should stop this now. I should pretend to wake up and get off the bed.
I stayed still.
Fingers gently traced the outline of my cock and balls. My cock began to stiffen.
I needed to stop this before it got out of hand.
I stayed still.
My cock was now semi erect but the fingers continued to gently stroke.
I stole a glance. Kim was close to me and was intently watching my cock growing. I saw that under her nightdress her nipples were rock hard and poking through the fabric.
My cock was now hard. The fingers slipped under the bottom of my boxers and for the first time I felt my daughter touching my bare balls. She tried to get higher but the material was too tight. She moved her hand back to my cock.
I had to stop this. Now. I feigned waking up. The hand was instantly removed. I turned away and raised my knees to the foetal position. The hand didn't return and after a while I fell asleep again.
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I awoke in the early morning light. Kim was asleep next to me. I stood, visited the toilet and in my pyjama shorts went outside to enjoy the early morning sun again.
After an hour Kim appeared at the door wearing only her nightdress.
"Hi Dad. Sleep well?"
"Yes thanks Kim. You?" I looked at her carefully trying to see whether she recalled touching my cock and balls in the night.
"Yes, good thanks. What are we gonna do today?"
"Don't mind. Up to you. I might write up a bit more of my story."
"Cool. I think I might do more sunbathing." With that she left. I heard the shower running soon after.
Kim returned a while later. She was dressed in her satin robe and was chewing on some toast.
She saw that I was engrossed in my story so she moved over to the sun lounger.
After about fifteen minutes I looked up. Kim was laying face down on the sun lounger, nearly facing me. What took my attention was that for a moment she looked as if she was stark naked. Her back was bare, obviously she had removed her bikini top. The only clothes she was wearing was her bikini bottoms but even these were barely just a string along the crack of her bum, attached to a thin piece of fabric going round her body.
I tried to avert my gaze but I was riveted. Fuck! My cock started to get hard again. This fucking island was playing tricks with me.
I managed to drag my gaze from her and focused on getting my treacherous cock soft again.
When safe to do so I stood and went inside to get myself a drink. As I walked I caught sight of Kim looking at me.
I stood, drinking the cold drink trying to get my thoughts together. What the fuck was wrong with me? I got hard and horny looking at my daughter for fucks sake.
After a couple of minutes Kim joined me. She had put on her satin robe again.
"Good idea Dad, it's really hot out there," she said, grabbing a cold drink. "Are you going to sunbathe now too?"
"You know that it's not really my scene Kim, laying in the sun for hours."
"Oh come on Dad. Join me."
"Oh ok, Kim," I said after a few seconds, noting the pleading in her eyes.
I reluctantly followed her back outside and we both laid on the sun loungers.
After a few minutes, as I was laying on my front I heard her sun lounger creak as she moved, before I felt her sitting astride my back.
"Come on Dad. You must have some protection. This sun is very strong," she said.
I felt cool sun cream being dribbled on my back, then felt her soft fingers rubbing the lotion into my skin. She started at my shoulders, then moved to my arms, followed by the rest of my back. When done, she covered the backs of my legs.
It felt good and I admit that I got a tingle in my cock, although that could have been the pressure of her sitting astride my bum.
"Ok, Dad, turn over." She removed herself from sitting on me and I turned over. Kim sat back over me, this time astride my cock.
I looked at her and was taken aback. She was nearly completely naked, topless and with only the small bikini bottoms on. Her breasts moved seductively as she applied the lotion.
I should have made my excuses and left. I should have lifted her off of me and told her that it was not appropriate. I should have stopped this
I should have but didn't. I laid motionless, my mind in a spin.
I am sure that Kim was expecting a reaction. When she didn't get one, I saw a brief smile on her lips.
Fuck! My cock twitched again. I was sure that she must have felt it.
She finished applying the lotion, then put the bottle down. I expected her to get off. She didn't, she stayed there looking at me with an enquiring look on her face. My treacherous cock twitched again.
She lifted her weight off me and I thought that she was going to get off. Incredibly she slipped her bikini bottoms off then, completely naked sat back down again.
I swallowed as my eyes were drawn to her shaved pussy. I couldn't stop my cock growing hard beneath her. She knelt over me again, her pussy lips now visible.
She hooked her thumbs into the sides of my shorts and pulled them down, my hard cock springing free.
She held my cock. Yes, my daughter held my naked cock.
A couple of gentle strokes then she lined the top up with her pussy and slowly lowered her weight onto it. Slowly I penetrated her. She gasped as I went deeper.
My mind was still in a whirl but I was now being driven by my lust.
Kim stopped when I was fully inside her. A few seconds rest then she placed her hands on my chest and started to fuck herself slowly on my cock.
It felt amazing. I was fucking my daughter for the first time!
She rode me slowly for a couple of minutes then began to pick up the pace.
Her body stiffened as her orgasm hit, her pussy spasming on my cock. It sent me over too and I came hard in her. She moaned with pleasure as my seed filled her.
She eased forward onto my chest, my cock still within her. Within a minute or so my cock softened and slipped from her.
We needed to talk. "Kim.....".
That was as far as I got. "No Dad. No talk now," she whispered.
We lay there, the sun beating down. After a few minutes Kim stirred, climbed off me and held out her hand for me to follow her.
As we walked inside I felt sticky cum on my pubic hair, which had slipped from her as she had laid over me before starting to dry.
Kim led me to the bathroom before she stepped into the shower, with me following. Of course the shower was large enough, the purpose of the resort being for two, or indeed more family members to be intimate.
She turned the water on and the initial cold water made her jump. The water soon warmed up and she stood under the stream, I was on the periphery. She took a handful of shower gel, reached out and soaped up my body, starting at my shoulders, then moving down across my chest, belly and my cock. She spent a good few seconds cleaning that thoroughly. She squeezed some more gel and crouched down to soap my legs.
She moved away from the shower spray so that I could rinse off then passed me the gel. I knew that she wanted me to reciprocate, so I squeezed plenty of the gel out onto my hands and applied it to her body, spending a lot of time on her breasts.
Getting more gel I moved to her belly and legs, gently stroking her pussy as I passed. She rinsed off and we both exited the shower. We dried and still naked she guided me to the bedroom.
She laid on the bed, shuffled to the centre and held out her hand, indicating for me to join her.
I climbed onto the bed, as I did so she opened her legs and I knelt between them. I leaned over her and kissed her. She opened her mouth and my tongue searched for hers.
My cock was close to her pussy. I needed to be inside her again. I lined my cock up and slowly pushed into her.
She gasped as I pushed into her, until I could go no further. I hesitated for a few seconds before withdrawing and beginning to fuck her.
"Yes, Daddy," she whispered. I hardly heard her.
I felt my cock get even harder as I fucked her.
I fucked her for a couple of hours, our love growing stronger with each passing minute. I felt my orgasm getting close and I thrust harder, my seed shooting deep inside her. I slowed, my cock losing its hardness and slipping from her. She hugged me close to her.
We fell asleep with her in my arms.
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When I awoke I expected to hate myself. I had fucked....no, made love to my daughter. I didn't hate myself. Kim was still asleep beside me, so I crept quietly out of bed, peed, then sat quietly in the lounge area working on my notes.
After a while I looked at my watch and it was almost 9am. My work was taking shape and my piece on the island and what goes on would be quite simple to finish when I got home. Of course there would be nothing in my piece on fucking my own daughter!
There was a gentle knock on the door so I put on some shorts and went to answer it. There was one of the housekeepers standing there who without a word handed me an envelope before smiling and leaving. Closing the door I opened the envelope. Inside were two separate invitations. One for Kim to have a complimentary spa massage and one for me to meet with the owner of the hotel, both at 11am this morning.
"Odd," I thought. "Why would the owner want to meet with me?"
I thought about this for a while. Kim got up, had a shower and was very excited when she heard about her forthcoming massage.
At 10.50am we left the villa and walked to the main part of the hotel, Kim going into the spa and me going to the Reception to enquire where I should go to meet the owner.
At 11am precisely I was ushered into a large office. At the desk sat a man who looked at me as I entered and smiled. He stood and walked over to me.
"Ah, Mr Stokes?" he asked, using my alias, offering his hand to me to shake.
"Yes," I responded, taking his hand.
"My name is Anthony Weston, the owner of the hotel. It is a pleasure to meet you. Please sit down. Can I offer you any refreshments?"
"No thank you, I'm fine," I said, sitting in the chair offered.
He walked back to his desk before speaking again.
"I like to take the time to speak to as many of my guests as I can, so that I can ensure that everyone's stay here is as comfortable and pleasurable as we can make it. How are you and, errr....your daughter finding your stay?"
"We are thoroughly enjoying ourselves, thank you, it is a lovely establishment that you have here."
"I am so pleased to hear that, Mr Stokes. There is however one thing that disturbs me though."
"Oh yes?"
"Yes. The privacy of our guests is absolutely paramount and anything that might possibly threaten that gets my attention."
I looked at him a bit confused but with a sense of foreboding.
"So when it was brought to my attention that you and your daughter are not who you purport to be, I had to dig deeper." He shuffled some papers on his desk. "So instead of referring to you as Stuart Stokes with his daughter Kim Stokes, perhaps I should call you Stuart Carter, famous or even infamous investigative journalist with his daughter Kim Carter, university student?"
I stared at him trying not to give the game away.
"You don't have to admit it of course but I know 100% that it is true. Now, I know that you are trying to do an investigation piece on this island." He looked directly into my eyes.
I stayed silent again but held his gaze.
"I have evidence that you are. You have written work which you keep in a blue folder in your suitcase and you are compiling voice memos on your dictaphone. I expect that you have been in tight spots before in your various investigations and that threatening you to make you cease any more work on your piece may not work, but let me explain our position."
He shuffled his papers again.
"The website that you inadvertently accessed to book your holiday has been shut down and all traces of it have gone. You may have retained screen shots but any proper editor would not want to use them as they could have been photoshopped. All you have therefore is hearsay and gossip. Not a very convincing case is it? In any event, we will deny any claims you make and just say that it is a way in which you are trying to justify your sexual relationship with your own daughter."
I suspected that this was where all of this was headed.
"Look at the pleasure on both of your faces," he turned his computer screen around and I saw a picture of me fucking Kim. Bloody hidden cameras, I should have suspected.
"But that could have been photoshopped too," I said with a bit of hope.
"Yes but not videos," the picture on the screen was replaced with a video of us fucking. I even said 'Kim' in the audio. We were banged to rights.
"So Mr Carter, I would suggest that you forget about this story and go find another. It is not you so much that worries me but Kim's life would be wrecked if we had to publish our pictures and videos."
I knew the game was up. "Ok," was all I could say.
"I would like you to bring all papers you have acquired backing up your story to me before 10am tomorrow and we shall say no more about it. Please remember that I know where you have stored all papers so don't forget any."
"Ok," I repeated. "What about the pictures and videos you hold? I will expect them given to me."
"You are in no position to bargain, Mr Carter. I shall retain them but you have my word that they will only be released if you break your promise not to publish."
I stood and without another word between us, I left his office.
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Kim wasn't back by the time I returned, so I collected all my paperwork and memory cards and started the walk back to Weston's office.
I said nothing to him when I handed over the papers.
"Thank you," he said. "I will keep my word if you do not publish anything."
"Ok," I said defeated before leaving and trudging back to the villa.
Kim was there and she looked radiant after her spa session.
"Kim, we need to speak," I said.
"Oh yes, Daddy? Could we do it in bed?" She smiled naughtily.
"No Kim, this is serious."
She sat down next to me and held my hand.
"We have been rumbled. The hotel management know that I was going to expose them and they have turned the tables on us. They will expose us if I do the piece."
She looked earnestly at me. "So what do we do?"
"Nothing we can do. We still have a few days left of the holiday so I guess we can enjoy it, without me having to do any work."
Surprisingly she smiled, then she stood and led me by the hand to bed.
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I woke and checked my watch, 8.13pm. I must have been asleep for hours but the session with Kim had been very intense. My cock was sore.
I looked over at the sleeping form of Kim. Such a sexy body, her cute backside calling me to stroke it. I didn't want to wake her so I carefully got off the bed and went into the bathroom to relieve myself.
Returning to the bedroom I called Room Service and ordered some food as I was hungry and Kim would be too when she woke up.
As the food arrived I saw Kim stir. I swear that girl can sense the arrival of food! I stood and closed the bedroom door as I didn't want the maid to see Kim naked on the bed.
The food looked delicious and as I was laying it out on the table, Kim entered still naked (and looking gorgeous).
"Oh goody, food. I'm starving," she said taking a plate and loading it with a mountain of food.
"Daddy?" she said after she had devoured a banana and a slice of toast. "What is going to happen when we get home?"
"Well, I don't know but we can't continue like this, I'm afraid," I responded.
"I have been thinking," she continued.
I knew that she had something else on her mind.
"This has been the most enjoyable time I have ever had and it is not stopping, Daddy, whatever you think. When we get home, I am moving into your bed, of course we will need to be discrete. I am your girlfriend now, as well as your daughter and you, Daddy are my sexy older boyfriend."
She took another bite of her food before continuing.
"I will finish my final year at uni. It will be sad being away from you but you can visit, a lot, and we have video calling whenever I want to see you. When I have finished uni, we will move house, to somewhere where we can start afresh as husband and wife. I won't have to change my name so that will make things easier. We can decide if we want to start a family together later but we should practice a lot."
'Wow, Kim, you have given that a lot of thought." I admit the idea of being married, even in name only, excited me.
She finished her food. "So now Daddy we should consummate our marriage, come on."
She stood and guided me back to the bedroom.
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EPILOGUE
Everything that Kim said actually happened. We returned from the island and started living together as a couple although until we moved it was behind closed doors.
I received an email from Mr Weston congratulating me, but reading between the lines he was reminding me of my responsibilities. I had no intention of exposing them anyway.
Kim and I had a family but those details are not for here.