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Sleepwalking in to my cock

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My daughter Courtney sleepwalks all the time and she has no idea what I do to her while she stares in to space.

I came downstairs one night to get a refreshing drink and found my daughter sitting at the breakfast table staring in to space with a glass of milk on the table in front of her, “Were you thirsty too, sweetheart?” I asked her, pouring out a glass of gold ice water from the fridge.

I placed the jug back in the fridge and walked over to her, “Hello…” I said, waving my hand in front of her face, “…Earth to Courtney.” I said, but she was unresponsive, it became apparent that she was sleepwalking, I tried to bring her out of it but nothing I did seemed to work, so I carried her up to her room and put her in to bed, I think she stayed there the whole night.

This went on for years and then one night when she was 10, I found her sleepwalking in the kitchen again, only this time she was boiling an egg on the stove, I immediately rushed over and turned it off and got her away from the danger, once again I couldn’t get a response out of her so I took her up to her bed.

When she was 12 I found her down in the kitchen again, I’d gotten used to seeing her there over the years so it wasn’t much of a surprise, but she was just standing in the middle of the kitchen staring in to space, I walked up to her and brushed my hands up her arms and on to her shoulders, “Courtney. Come on, let’s get you up to bed.” I said, as I was about to lead her out of the kitchen, she put her arm out and put her hand in the front flap of my boxer shorts.

I grabbed her wrist in response, “Woah – Courtney, what the hell.” I said, but she already had her fingers in my shorts by the time I grabbed her hand, and now she was tickling my balls with her finger tips.

I managed to get her hand out of my shorts and march her up the stairs at arm’s length.

It was a couple of weeks later when the next incident occurred, I was in the kitchen drinking my ice water, she wasn’t there for once, but as I sat and drank my water, she appeared at the door, she walked in to the kitchen completely nude, walked right up to me and sat in my lap.

I grabbed the tea-towel and used it to cover her up as best I could, “Bloody hell, Courtney….” I said, I lightly shook her, “…Wake up. Courtney, wake up.” I repeated, no response.

She pushed her hand down my shorts and gripped my cock tighter than anything I’d ever felt, so tight she was actually hurting me, and I couldn’t pull her hand off, “Courtney!” I growled.

I stood up and she slipped off my lap and as she tumbled towards the floor, she grabbed my shorts and pulled them down to my ankles, I was momentarily distracted when I knocked the glass of water over, before I could do anything, she sat up on her knees, lunged forward and started sucking on my exposed cock.

I held the sides of her head and tried to pull her head off of cock but she was holding on to my ass quite strongly, I gave up after a few seconds because my legs started to shake, and I couldn’t help myself, I ejaculated in to her mouth, when she slurped her lips off my cock and stood up, my legs buckled and I fell to the floor on to my ass, my cock twitching, shrinking and dripping semen from the tip on to the floor.

Courtney walked over to the fridge and took a large drink directly from the milk carton, then she walked out of the kitchen casually and went back upstairs, but she wasn’t awake, she was still sleepwalking, I could tell by her eyes.

I cleaned myself up and mopped the kitchen floor then I went back to bed, but I couldn’t face my sleeping wife, not after what just happened.

It played in my mind for days afterwards, I felt ashamed, like it was my fault it happened, but then I was intrigued, when I got home I searched Courtney’s bedroom looking for anything that could indicate why she would act that way towards me, but I found nothing, her room, tablet and laptop were clean, nothing pornographic or anything like that anywhere.

I laid awake for a few nights in a row, waiting to hear her going down the stairs again, and this time I followed her down, quietly.

She was in the kitchen again just standing there, at least this time she was wearing a nightshirt, she had her back to me so I walked up behind her, I whispered her name so not to scare her from my approach, then I placed my hand on her shoulder, “Courtney, sweetheart, you okay?” I asked.

She slowly turned around on the spot, her eyes were blank as usual, she was definitely sleepwalking again, “Come on, let’s get up upstairs.” I said, she stopped, like she’d glued her feet to the floor, then she stood up on her tiptoes, got me to bend forward and she kissed me on the lips.

Then she just stood still like a zombie.

I stroked the side of her face wondering what was going on inside her head, then the memory of the night she sucked my cock rushed through my mind and it gave me very naughty thoughts.

I rubbed my hands down the sides of her arms, over and around her buttocks and down her legs, then swept my hands back up, I lifted the bottom of her nightshirt up as my hands went under it and continued up her legs, she wasn’t wearing any panties, I moved closer to her, pulled her head in to my chest and rubbed my hand up her body underneath her nightshirt, I cupped and groped her c-cup breast, it gave me such a hard erection.

I lifted her nightshirt off her before leaning down and suckling on her nipples, I paused and just looked at her, she was still just staring in to space, “What is going on inside your head.” I whispered, mainly to myself.

I lifted her up and sat her down on the edge of the breakfast table, I pulled out my cock and stood between her open legs, I leaned my ass back a bit and perched my cock on her pussy, then I pushed forward and entered her, she huffed and gasped, but still remained staring in to space, so I continued and I started to fuck her on the table while licking and sucking on her perky little breasts.

She didn’t speak or moan, just gasped and lightly huffed as I fucked her, it was like her mind wasn’t even here, like her body was an empty shell, I finished by ejaculating inside her and partially over her stomach when I pulled my cock out, I put her shirt back on and helped her off the table, then I took her upstairs and put her in to her bed.

Having discovered that I could fuck my hot daughters little pussy without consequences, I started doing it every time she sleepwalked downstairs, I’d follow her down and fuck her in all kinds of ways.

She’s 14 now and I still do it, but I will need to stop soon, she’s getting older and will certainly figure out her body has been violated on numerous occasions.

I still don’t know what made her suck my cock that first night, but if she can do that to me, then I reckon I’m justified in what I’m doing to her.

Night-night, little girls. Sweet horny dreams.


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