A Christmas Present

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Name: Kelly McCullough
Age: 18
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 124lbs
Hair: Blond
Eyes: Green
Measurements: 34-24-36
Cupsize: D

Appearance: Kelly has shoulder length blond hair that she usually keeps straight, but she's been known to curl it now and then. Underneath her golden hair is a pair of bright green eyes. Her face is fair, no blemishes, and she has fairly tan skin because of the time she spends at the beach tanning. A supple pair of breasts and a tight ass finish her up. She's wearing a dark green hooded sweatshirt, and a pair of jeans on the outside. Underneath she's wearing a pink t-shirt, front close bra, and a matching pair of panties.

Bio: Kelly has grown up for the majority of her life knowing only her father. Her mother, Julia, died when Kelly was 5 years old. Her father Mark, however, knew how to raise her well and she grew up healthy, wealthy, and wise (as the saying goes. High School went and gone, yet instead of going off to University, Kelly decided to take the year off and spend some time home with her father. Little did she know that as she grew older, her father had started to look at his girl in a more erotic light, and he planned a special Christmas for them both.

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Open thread, but PM me if you want the role first and I'll explain what the 'present' is ^_^
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Kelly stood near the window of their living room that overlooked the front yard. Freshly laid snow covered the ground outside, giving their neighborhood a winter wonderland setting. She smiled to herself as she watched the snow continue to fall, and she felt a hand touch her shoulder, bringing her back to real life.

"Hey dad." she said as she took the cup of hot chocolate from his hands. She set the cup down as she reached her hands up behind her head and put her hair into a ponytail. The golden hair touched the hood of her sweatshirt, and a few bangs fell across her face. She picked up her drink as she sat down on the couch, the TV on but the volume muted. It was the day before Christmas, and her father kept mentioning a special gift that he was going to give her. Naturally, the secrecy had aroused her suspicions.
 
Name: Mark McCullough
Age:43
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 190
Hair: Blond
Eyes: blue

Appearance:
Mark is a well built middle age man. His blond hair is short with just a touch of grey at the temples. His face is tan with a van dyke kept neatly trimmed. As mentioned, Mark is well built, from years of constant weight lifting, he is wearing a pair of khaki pants, with a forest green shirt.

Mark smiled as he looked at his daughter Kelly as she gazed out the livingroom window. She had been his pride and joy, even before the death of his wife. Being a single parent, had brought them closer than most fathers and daughters. But over the last couple of years, Mark had started to look at his daughter as more than just his little girl. Mark found himself appraising his daughters body again. She certainly has turned into a real sexy woman he thought, as he took in her tight little ass, and the gentle curves of her body. He found himself yearning to touch her body, as he moved across the livingroom to stand behind her. Reaching up, he lightly touched her shoulder.

Kelly took the cup of hot chocolate that he offered, and went to sit on the couch. He knew she was curious about the "present" that he kept mentioning, but the time wasn't quite right yet. Mark moved across the room, and took a seat next to Kelly on the couch, sitting so he could look at his sexy daughter.

"Well baby, it's the night before Christmas, I have a few things planned for tonight, but is there anything you want to do?"
 
"Well baby, it's the night before Christmas, I have a few things planned for tonight, but is there anything you want to do?"

"Well, it seems nice outside. Want to build a snowman? We haven't done that in years." she said with a smile as she drank some of the hot liquid. She set the cup down on the lampstand as she pulled her legs up onto the couch and wrapped her arms around them.

"Well whatdya think?" she asked with a devilish grin. If he said yes then she would have to pelt him with a boatload of snowballs that she could whip up. They honestly hadn't built a proper snowman in years, and the snow outside was pretty compact, perfect for the job.
 
"That's a great idea," Mark said, as he quickly stood up and headed to the closet. He rummaged around for a few minutes, and came up with some hats and gloves.

"We're gonna need these" he remarked casually as he tossed a pair of gloves and a hat towards his daughter.

Mark did have several things in mind for that evening, but what he had in mind was a very delicate thing, something that couldn't be rushed. Maybe a snowman. or knowing Kelly a snowball fight would be the thing that would break the ice, and start them down the slippery slope that Mark had planned.

"You coming." Mark asked as he pulled on a sweatshirt.
 
Kelly catched the pair of warm gloves and the hat as her father tossed them at her. She was going to get them, but he beat her to it. Smiling she put them on, her dark hat covering up her hair and ears. Her father had headed for the door after tossing on his winter coat, and Kelly looked outside.

"You coming." Mark asked.

"Of course." she said with a grin as she followed him out to the door and then onto their porch. The cold air outside immediately touched upon Kelly's face, and it would only be a matter of time before her nose and cheekswas pink with the frost. Walking down the sidewalk, she jogged ahead of her father onto their lawn, her boots leaving tracks in the snow. Instead of stopping to start building the snowman, she just flopped down onto her back in the snow, cupping some in her hand and tossing it at him.
 
Mark watched as Kelly jogged ahead of him down their sidewalk. It was times like these, that made him want her so much. It wasn't so much that she was a beautiful, sexy young woman, as much as it was the fact that despite her beauty, she was so innocent, and fun loving.

As he watched, Kelly lay down on the lawn, and flung a handful of snow at him. Although he should have expected it, the attack took Mark by surprise, and caught him full in the face. Taking up the challenge, Mark quickly made a snowball of his own, and tossed it lihghty in Kellys direction.
 
Kelly grinned as the snowball hit its mark, striking his face and spreading out over the ground. Her father grinned as he quickly bent down, grabbed a handful of snow, and tossed it at her. It wasn't thrown hard, so it easily missed.

"Ok ok, enough fun. Let's make a snowman." she said with a smile. With that she looked around and started to clump snow together. She patted the white material down into a somewhat circular shape, apparently the base of the snowman.
 
Mark watched as Kelly began to work on the snowman. His heart beat faster, as he thought about the "Present" that he meant to give her that night. Since the death of his wife, he hadn't wanted anyone the way that he wanted Kelly right now.

Mark quietly bent down, and began the process of rollling a snowball that couuld be used for the middle of the snowman. It had been some time since he had last built a snowman, but he still hadn't forgotten how to change directions in order to get a nice round shape.

"How you doing with the base KellY?"
 
Kelly worked the snow around for a good while before it finally was big enough to support the other pieces. She smiled as she patted it down, then turned around and got to her feet. Her father was rolling the midsection, and was doing a better job than she could.

"How you doing with the base KellY?"

"I'm all done with it, how bout you?" she asked as she started to pack a snowball in her hand. She was glad she was spending more time with her father, because he didn't have that many opportunities to be a happy man.
 
Mark finished rolling the midsection, and gathered the fairly large section in his arms. He set the large ball on top of Kellys recently completed base.

It wouldn't be long now, before they finished the snowman, and headed inside. Mark had a nice romantic dinner planned for the two of them, he had planned on telling her his plan over dinner, unless something else came along sooner. As he turned to look at Kelly, he noticed the large snowball in her hand.
 
LittleGary said:
Mark finished rolling the midsection, and gathered the fairly large section in his arms. He set the large ball on top of Kellys recently completed base.

It wouldn't be long now, before they finished the snowman, and headed inside. Mark had a nice romantic dinner planned for the two of them, he had planned on telling her his plan over dinner, unless something else came along sooner. As he turned to look at Kelly, he noticed the large snowball in her hand.

Kelly stepped aside as her father set the midsection that he had made ontop of the base, and it was just the right size. She smiled at him, and behind her back she held a snowball that she waited to use. When he looked at her she brought it out into view, and he smirked.

"What?" she asked as she bent to the ground and patted the ball into the ground, starting to form the head. She smiled up at him as she worked it around into the white snow.
 
Mark relaxed as Kelly took her snowball, and began to turn it into the head for the snowman. He had been convinced that she was going to pop him with it. He contiued to stare at his lovely daughter, as she smiled up at him.

She was certainly a lovely young woman, and Mark wanted so badly to take her up to his bedroom, and slowly undress her, marvelling the entire time at her beauty.

As Kelly rolled her snowball into an even larger ball, Mark gathered up a handful of snow himself, and after turning it into a firm ball, he let it fly softly at Kellys firm backside.
 
Kelly felt a little bit of snow seep down inbetween her winter jacket and her warm gloves, and it sent chills down her back. She giggled to herself as she continued to roll the snow around, letting it get bigger and bigger until it was just the right size.

Then a small object pelted her in the back and she rolled her eyes as she scooped up some snow of her own. She straightened her back and another one smacked into her upper body. She grinned at her father as she let her own snowball fly at him. If it was war that he wanted then she'd put up a fight.
 
Mark started to laugh as the first snowball hit Kelly in the back. He knew it wouldn't be long before she returned fire. A few seconds later her first snowball hit him in the arm, and the battle was on.

The air was full of snowballs for the next few minutes, and Mark finally found himself ducking behind a tree. He was covered with snow from head to foot, and he began to shiver as the snow melted into his clothes, the cold air going through the wet material as if he were naked. He spotted Kelly across the yard, and laughed as he noticed that she was in the same condition.

"Truce?" he asked. "We should probably go warm up." he yelled across the yard.
 
Kelly had returned fire with renewed... fire, despite the fact that the snowball was created by icy coldness. At any rate, her father was a professional at this game, and for a good while neither could land a snowball on the other. But that didn't last, and at the end of the ordeal both were covered in white snow and panting hard.

"Truce?" he asked. "We should probably go warm up." her father had yelled to her. Kelly stepped out in the open and nodded.

"Ok." she said as she dropped her snowball and walked up towards the house. She passed by the snowman and up onto their sidewalk, making her way to the house. She opened up the door to the porch, and she stepped inside, holding it open for her father.
 
Mark followed his daughter across the yard and up to the porch. He smiled as he watched her ass wiggle so sexily as she walked, unaware that he was enjoying the view. He shivered again as he walked into the porch.

"I need to get out of these wet clothes"

Mark stomped the snow off his shoes, before throwing his wet hat and gloves on the floor.
 
Mark walked into the kitchen and prepared a hot chocolate for Kelly and himself. He made sure to add a ample dose of peppermint schnapps to give it a little kick.

"Here you go honey"

Mark handed her the cup, and slowly took a sip of his own.

"Sit down Kelly, I need to talk with you."
 
Kelly held the door open for her father and he quickly walked past her, smiling as he stepped inside. The door finally closed behind her and she quickly unzippered her snow coat and tossed it into the dryer. Shivering, she giggled at her dad.

"It's cold." she said and then took her boots and socks off, opening the kitchen door and stepping in. Her father stepped inside after a second, and then offered to make some cocoa.

"I'm gonna change real quick." Kelly said as she bolted up the stairs. Pushing her door aside she got out of her damp clothes, and changed. Tossing on a pink bra with a black t-shirt, she slipped into a matching pair of panties and sweats.

"Here you go honey" Kelly heard her father say as she stepped back into the kitchen a few minutes later.

"Thanks." she said as she put the hot cup down. "I think it needs to cool a bit." she added.

"Sit down Kelly, I need to talk with you."

"About what?" she asked as she sat down in one of the kitchen chairs. Her father looked troubled, and that didn't mean it was good news.
 
Mark paced as he tried to decide how to start. Finally he decide to just start, and see what happened.

"Kelly...Look honey....Dang it. It's like this. Since your mom died, it's been just the two of us, and I feel that we have developed a very special relationship. Over time, you have changed from my little girl, into a very beautiful woman. I'm afraid that with time, our relationship will lessen, and I don't want that, in fact I want our relationship to grow even closer."

Mark paused, and watched as Kelly digested what he had said so far.

"Do you understand what I am saying? I want to give you a very special present Kelly. Something that only a man and woman can share."
 
LittleGary said:
Mark paced as he tried to decide how to start. Finally he decide to just start, and see what happened.

"Kelly...Look honey....Dang it. It's like this. Since your mom died, it's been just the two of us, and I feel that we have developed a very special relationship. Over time, you have changed from my little girl, into a very beautiful woman. I'm afraid that with time, our relationship will lessen, and I don't want that, in fact I want our relationship to grow even closer."

Mark paused, and watched as Kelly digested what he had said so far.

"Do you understand what I am saying? I want to give you a very special present Kelly. Something that only a man and woman can share."

Kelly was sitting in the chair, sipping her hot chocolate when her father all of a sudden went very solemn. She was looking up at him with tender eyes, wondering what he was going to say. When he mentioned her mother she knew that he was feeling a little depressed, and she figured that if he got it out then everything would be ok. But then he got closer to her, and started to talk about how she had grown up... matured in both body and mind... and he wanted to be closer to her.

"Daddy... I love you but you know that we can't..." she stuttered, and she felt a little hot, probably from her drink.
 
Kellys words stung Mark for a second. He had been prepared for her initial rejection, yet the words still cut him. He looked over at her, and noticed how flushed her face was.

Mark knelt in front of his daughter, and took the hot chocolate from her hands, and placed it on the end table. He then took both her hands in his, and looked up at her face.

"Baby. I know this isn't easy, but I also feel that it is the right thing to do. I love you more than any man has a right to love a woman, and will do anything I can to make you happy, and keep you safe. I hope you feel the same about me. What I am suggesting is a natural progression of this."

Mark paused to catch his breath before continuing." We can do this honey. It can be something wonderful. I won't pressure you, and I will love you the same no matter what you decide. I am going up to my room now. If you decide this is someething you want to try, you will know where to find me."

Standing up, Mark kissed his daughter briefly on the forehead, and flashing her a smile, headed up the stairs to his room.


He decided a shower would be nice. He was still cold and wet from being outside. He didn't expect a quick answer from Kelly. It was one hell of a bombshell that he had just dropped. With that thought, he headed into the shower.
 
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