Daddy's Little Girl Gets "Spoiled"

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Kim
18y/o high school student
5’5”
Auburn hair
Hazel eyes

Young Kim waltzed into the den wearing her typical summer short shorts and a halter top, exposing quite a wealth of tanned smooth skin. The outfit left little to the imagination, but she didn’t seem to mind as she plopped down on her daddy’s lap and circled her arms around his neck. Her pretty face poised itself in a pout as she batted her eyes. Kim, was daddy’s little girl.

“Daddy…” She whined softly, her voice sweet and sugary. “I was wondering if I could borrow 20 bucks to go to the mall with. Me and the girls want to do a little shopping.”

Her father chuckled warmly, adjusting his daughter slightly on his lap as he grinned at his daughter, giving her a knowing look. “20 is enough you think?” He asked, dark eyebrows arched.

She grinned impishly, “Well…it’ll be enough for today…I wouldn’t want to drain your wallet.”

John laughed richly and boosted her off, “Hell has just frozen over! You’ve been draining my pockets since you were born, my darling.”

Kim laughed, “Well, I’m worth it, right?” She joked.

John only shook his head and sighed deeply, but took out his wallet and produced a 50 dollar bill for his daughters eager hands. She snatched it happily and smacked a kiss on his cheek before jogging off. Grabbing her car keys, she reached for the front door and swung it open, only to almost collide with a family friend…her ‘Uncle’ Neal.





editor's note: This was edited for age, all characters must be over the age of 18. Instead of deleting however I edited instead.. next time I will have to remove it. Ty, Sp
 
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Uncle’ Neal He had been simply Uncle Neil as long as he could remember. He had known John when he was a young man, before he was married, before Kim was even a gleam in her father’s eye. Neil Corbeau was a sailor born in French Canada He stopped by to see the young man who had run away to sea to escape the humdrum life ashore. They had become friends and remained so.
But as Kim collides with him he was acutely aware that she was no longer the little girl that he had bounced on his knee so many years ago. She was a vibrant young woman and very desirable and the feel of her supple body against his did not bring the thought that an uncle even an honorary uncle should have about his niece.

“Ah Chere off to the Mall to spend your Papa’s money I see.”


His voice was deep lost somewhere between base and baritone a touch of sliver at the temples lost in the ginger percussion of his wild almost unkempt hair. He was a powerful man, broad shouldered, with large calloused hands and a weathered face from years at sea.

“Chere is it an evening with your friends or has some lucky boy caught your eye.”

Neil had always talked to Kim as if she where an adult, he had never treated her as a child.

“One of these days I’ll steal you away and take you to the Mountain and my petite cabin by the Lac………….But for now off you go your friends I have no doubt will be waiting for you.”

Neil blue-gray eyes smiled into her hazel eyes as he teased her. and she was off to the Mall.

John what is so important that you called me and asked me to stop by?
 
“Ah Chere off to the Mall to spend your Papa’s money I see.”

Kim blushed, feeling as though she had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. She smiled and stood a step back away from Neil to get a better look at him. She studied his weathered face with a small almost shy smile. She had known him for years, bounced on his lap as if he were her daddy and let him also kiss boo boos and wipe away tears and one time even get quite a spanking when she wouldn't behave. The image still burned in her mind...yet now, standing before him she felt a little awkward.

“Chere is it an evening with your friends or has some lucky boy caught your eye.”


She laughed softly, "No Uncle Neil, there is no boy in my life...just off to spend the evening with my girlfriends." She said and then was surprised when he teased her. She giggled a little and then gave him a hasty hug before leaving. Bounding down the stairs, she ran to her car and drove off to spend the money burning a whole in her pocket.
 
The image of Kim bouncing down the front steps to her car, the sunlight playing on her Auburn hire, made it look like spun fire, her firm young body in the first blush of womanhood, subtitle curves, she was” Tres Jolie”, and a most tempting young lady. Her words echoed in his mind.

"No Uncle Neil, there is no boy in my life...just off to spend the evening with my girlfriends”

Her hug the press of her young firm body to his, the music of her laughter, none of this made him feel like an uncle, the feelings it stirred where of quite a different nature.

He turned his attention to John his old friend and her father.

“Neil I have to go away on business and I am uncomfortable leaving Kim alone ever sense her mother died ……………………………”


John’s voice trailed off there was a deep sadness in his eyes. He continued nd he became very serious now.

Neil I want you to look after Kim while I am away old friend, I’ll be away for three months please take her to Canada for the summer and your Cabin you have been promising for years to bring her there.”

Neil tried to make some excuse or another as to why he could not, but in the end he simply said.

“My friend I’ll do as you ask but do you think it best?”


They waited for Kim’s return, as they shared a beer or two and talked of old times and better days.
 
Kim spent a few hours at the mall, shopping and laughing with her friends. They giggled and gossiped and sat in a small cafe sipping coffee like grown ups and chattering constantly without pause when she finally glanced at her watch and reluctantly said her goodbyes and headed on home.

Pulling into the drive, she noticed that her uncle's car was still there and frowned, wondering what was going on. It had been ages since he'd stuck around that long for a visit. Bags in hand, she struggled with the door a second and then flung it open, wincing as it hit the wall.

"Daddy! I'm home!" She called out, dropping her things in the hallway and walking into the living room. There she found the two men talking. The smiled at her as she walked in. She looked at one, then the other, placing her hands on her hips in mock suspition. "Alright...what's going on with you two?"
 
"Daddy! I'm home!"

Kim’s voice light and bubbly a seductive cross between a little girl and a vibrant woman’s she came bouncing into the room her face beaming then a quick change to Mock seriousness her hands on her hips. Neil Corbeau could not help but notice that Kim had a most sensual figure.

"Alright...what's going on with you two?"

“Kim You know how Uncle Neil said he would take you to his Cabin Up past Lac St-Jean…. Well this summer you’re going …”

John explained to his daughter that he had to be away all summer on business, and that he felt it better that she was looked after by family. There was an awkward silence then Neil spoke in his teasing manner.

“Chere you must be very careful alone in the “Bois Nord” with the old gray wolf.”

Then in a more serious tone.

Your Papa is just tryng to do what he thinks is best for you. I know a summer with the old Uncle in the far North is not the most appealing idea foe a beautiful young lady like you Kim.”
 
Kim sat down, her shorts moving up even further up her young, smooth thighs as she looked from father to friend. "But Daddy, what about all my friends? This is like our last summer together...I really..." She faltered, giving Neil a sheepish look. "No offense Uncle Neil, but I want to be with my friends and I'll miss out on my last summer with them if I go."

She gave her father a pretty little pout, but he just shook his head, looking remoursefull. "I know sweetheart, but I can't back down this time. I cannot let you stay here alone, even if you are 18...I would feel so much better if you went with Neil. If anything were to happened to you...I couldn't live with myself."

Kim sighed, her soft bottom lip sticking out in a lovely pout as she flopped back against the overstuffed chair and crossed her legs. For a moment that awkward silence continued until she finally sighed again and gave a short nod. "OK...I understand, Daddy. I'll start packing up my things."

Still looking rather miffed about the idea, she got up and shuffled away. The pep in her walk gone as she grabbed her bags and walked upstairs to her room...
 
"But Daddy, what about all my friends? This is like our last summer together...I really…………………………No offense Uncle Neil, but I want to be with my friends and I'll miss out on my last summer with them if I go."

That sheepish look of Kim’s was now rather erotic in its on Neil Corbeau, ther breathy sigh, her soft, full, ripe bottom lip sticking out in a lovely pout, just begged to be kissed, as she flopped back against the overstuffed chair and crossed her legs, those long sculptured legs that would be heaven warped around his waist. Neil tried to drive the erotic picture from his mind.

For a moment that awkward silence continued until she finally sighed again, her proud young breast straining at the thin blouse she wore her nipples, the subtitle curve of her breast, God Kim was the kind of woman that Neil had always dreamed of and his thoughts where definitely not those of an Uncle nor a trusted friend. Kim gave a short nod.

"OK...I understand, Daddy. I'll start packing up my thighs."


The next morning dawned clear and bright Kim had been allowed the evening to say her good bye’s to her friends. John Hugged and Kissed his daughter as Neil stowed her bags in the single engine “Otter” aircraft.

Their fair wells made Jean Helped Kim into the plane and again were acutely aware of her ripe young figure. The engine sputtered to life and the wing over single engine “Otter gathered Speed and clawed its way into the air.

North they flew, across the border, a quick fueling stop and lunch at Quebec, then on again further to the north, deep into the Bois Nord they flew till as the sun was hanging Low on the horizon they made their approach to the Lac where Neil’s cabin was. Really a mansion in the woods.

There was just the lac and the cabin no air strip and Neil banked the aircraft and it began to settle on the Lac in a great spray to settle on its pontoons.

“Chere Kim we are here.
 
Kim was amazed by the beautiful scenes that unfolded before her...but for the most part, she kept quiet, still reflecting on the fact that she wouldn't have an ordinary summer like her friends and with her friends. She didn't know how unordinary this summer would actually be!!

“Chere Kim we are here."

"So we are." She murmured softly as they landed and came to a stop. Kim peered out of the window and already felt a pang of home sickness. This was going to be a loooong summer break.

Trying to cheer up, she turned to Neil and tried on a smile. "So...what is there to do here, Uncle Neil?" She asked hopefully...
 
"So we are?"

Kim’s voice was a soft murmur her head was still turned to the small window in the Aircraft’s door.

There was a pouty little half smile on her face as The young beauty wiggled around to face Neil.

"So...what is there to do here, Uncle Neil?" She asked hopefully...

The simple action had caused Kim’s skirt to ride high up her thigh her shapely leg so smooth, firm and oh so tempting the over the shoulder seat belt, defining and accentuating the curve of her breasts and just the hint of the curve of it the bit of lace from her bar peeking out to tempt the old sailor tat had always been “Uncle Neil”.

“Chere I will show you around and I think there may be one or two things that we find to occupy your time.”

There was that same old half smile on his face, the teasing lilt to his voice and the hint of the old Qubecequios accent of his French heritage. Neil Corbeau’s “Little Cabin” in the woods was a fine log home with a formal dinning room, great room with a soaring cathedral ceiling, massive hearth. A master chef would be in awe of the kitchen, and there where three bedrooms off the great room and an enclosed heated swimming Pool.

“Chere I hope you brought your swim suit for I will finally teach you to swim. As I promised when you where a little girl.”

Neil face lit up at the thoughts of this beautiful young woman in a swim suit clinging to her supple body. Then as quickly as the image came to his mind he tried to force it away.

“And of course there are the horses and riding if you wish……..but all that in good time why don’t you get freshened up and I’ll make a little supper for us.”

As Kim took her bags to her room Neil went to the kitchen to prepare the meal. He made all Kim’s favorites for that first meal and set out a bottle of wine and a glass at each place.

“Dinner Chere.”

Neil had to catch his breathe when Kim emerged from her room for the outfit she had changed into high lighted her figure and a burning desire for this young woman burst into a burning lust.
 
So far - Kim was pleasantly surprised by Neil's home. It was beautiful inside and out and she was happy to see that he had a pool that she could relax in. She did so enjoy water and in the summer usually spent most of her time either in a pool or at the malls.

After changing into a light, flowing dress that ended mid thigh, Kim slipped on a pair of heeled sandals and made her way back downstairs where her Uncle Neil had prepared all her favorites...even crab cakes, which she simply adored. Caught up in the food, she failed to notice Neils burning gaze as it washed over her frame, scortching a trail over her breasts, belly and then legs.

Smiling, she sat down at the table and began to fill her plate. "You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble, Uncle Neil, but this all looks so good. I was starving to death!" She joked and bit into a crab cake, rolling her eyes and moaning with delight. "Ooooh yes...that hits the spot."
 
When I herd the tread of her foot upon the stair, I was setting the last of our evening repass. Kim was all smiles and her voice light and airy yet little of this at first made any impression on me for their on the stair silhouetted in the light of the setting sun Kim was the most divine creature ZI had ever seen and I sore to myself before this evening was over she would be mine. all thoughts of the little girl that called me “Uncle where gone, All thoughts of my friend John and his trust that I guard his daughter where gone. All I knew was I must have this woman child, sample all her charms and lead her in to the dark other world that I inhabited that her trusting father knew nothing of.

You shouldn't have gone to all this trouble, Uncle Neil, but this all looks so good. I was starving to death!"

She joked and bit into a crab cake, rolling her eyes and moaning with delight.

"Ooooh yes...that hits the spot."

There was small talk through out the meal. Kim’s wine glass was never more than half empty, at first a half hearted protest then she yielded. Rum truffles for desert, coffee and brandy afterwards. Kim not use to drinking was giddy and a little drunk.

“Chere it is time for that swimming lesson I promised go change and I will also.”

I waited for this delicious little morsel to return and wondered would her suit be daring or conservative, I smiled to myself realizing that it made little difference for this firry beauty would not long have it on.
 
Kim smiled at her Uncle and moved up the stairs back to her room. She stumbled a few times and giggled. OK, so she wasn't used to drinking. Without his aide, she would probably end up drowning. Oh, what a horrible thought!

Going through her things, she finally found two bathing suits. One was a one piece suit that she rarely wore, but always carried just in case. The other was a black string bikini. It didn't cover much of anythings...

Shrugging out of her clothes, she was thankful that she had shaved her legs, underarms and bikini area that morning in hopes of going swimming and now here she was slipping on the tiny pieces of material. The black suit hugged her breasts, the small straps knotting behind her back and neck.

The bikini bottom rode low, hugging her mound and bottom and little eyes as the little strings tied on her hips. One could only imagine how it stayed up.

A little high on alcohol, Kim left her room without much shyness and returned down to her uncle. "Ready!" She called out happily.
 

"Ready!"


The soft sweet tones of Kim’s voice spurred Neil on as he shucked out of his clothes and dawned the crimson “Speedo”. The thin nylon suit fit his form like a glove. Despite his age Neil Corbeau was a very muscular man, a lean body, hard abdomen and powerful legs and arms. The Speedo left no doubt that Neil’s arms, legs and torso where not all that was well developed.

Emerging from his room as Kim bounced down the stairs, a little bit tipsy, he was taken a back a bit by her daring black bikini. It left nothing to the imagination and Kim had a body that did justice to the skimpy little bikini.

“Chere let me see this daring swim suit of yours.”

Neil took Kim’s hand so she could pirouette like a model and he grinned at her innocent as she turned.

“Come Chere let me see how you have improved.”

He offered Kim his arm as he had done so many times before, and she hooked hers in his. They strolled to the pool, the brush of her full ripe hip against his, the brush of the curve of her firm breast against his side as they walked only served to strengthen Neil’s dark resolve to have Kim as his own.

“Now let’s see your racing dive.”

And with that Neil patted Kim on her well rounded derrière. This was all part of a well rehearsed swimming lessons of Kim youth, lessons and coaching Neil had given to the young beauty over the years, but now the caress, the pat, lingered a little longer, where a little more intimate. He watched as Kim took several laps, then dove in himself.

“Come here Chere.”

She is beside him now as when she was a child. The water up to mid abdomen Neil held his arms out for her to lay across them. All this a familiar routine. Then there lying across his hands Neil coaching her on how to refine her kick, how to get better longer strokes with her hands and arms, his hands brushed across her breasts , her Venus mound resting against the palm of his hand . His touch gentle, yet now some how more erotic, more intimate, yet not enough to alarm her and he watched every reaction of the auburn harried beauty.
 
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Kim was instantly impressed by Neil's physique. She assumed that he was like most older men she knew...a little soft, some flabby and although she had never had cause to think that, now she knew for sure. There was no doubt in her mind that Neil was all man...more impressive than any of the boys she had met throughout her young life.

The buzz she had experienced before was slowly vanishing, but she was still very relaxed. Even as her 'uncle' held her securely as she floated over his arms. Yet unlike before hand, Kim was acutely aware of how warm and strong his hands felt on her body and how he caressed her here and there. She was sure that it was just accidental or his usual loving mannerisms and yet her body tingled with awareness. Her nipples hardened and she caught her breath, trying to calm her churning mind.

Tiring of this routine and feeling a little embarrassed by her bodies reaction, Kim pushed away from her uncle and floated back, eyeing him curiously. "What will you be doing while I'm here, Uncle Neil? Will you be working or entertaining any lady friends?"
 
Neil could feel Kim’s nipples responding to the caresses, they where hard as little pebbles and then the illusive beauty pushed off her cheeks crimson. There was an inquisitive look her shimmering eyes, she fluted there just out of arms reach

"What will you be doing while I'm here, Uncle Neil? Will you be working or entertaining any lady friends?"

Neil through his head back and his laughter filled the pool room.

“Chere…….Kim a lady friend have you seen the women my age?.................They look like your aunt Judith, or they have a soar and dourer personality.”

His hazel eyes sparkled with his laughter.

“And as for work Chere I have no model and I am afraid you are too young for the work.”

He paused knowing his last statement was a challenge.

“ I would require a model of 20 or so.”

The challenge was out there would Kim take it
 
Her chin jutted out slightly at his last statement. "What? Don't you think I am mature, enough Uncle? At 18, I am considered an adult - even if I can't drink legally." She grinned and laughed, pushing back against the water and floating a bit further away, making a wide circle around his body.

"Daddy would probably kill me for modeling, but I've always loved the idea. Mmmm...what do you think, Uncle?" She asked, feeling a little naughty.

"As for Aunt Judith." She made a face and giggled, "Poor poor Uncle Neil...what you must suffer through." She giggled again and splashed him with water, "What age suits you best?"
 
"What? Don't you think I am mature, enough Uncle? At 18, I am considered an adult - even if I can't drink legally."

Kim grins and giggled staying just out of reach

“Ah Chere it is legal for you too drink at 18 here in Quebec.”

Kim Gave Neil a playful splash with her foot.

"Daddy would probably kill me for modeling, but I've always loved the idea. Mmmm...what do you think, Uncle?"

Kim’s voice was soft and cooing but there was something in her eyes that said she was interested in the idea. Kim did not wait for Neil to answer but continued on.



"As for Aunt Judith poor, poor Uncle Neil...what you must suffer through."

The face Kim made showed there was no love loss between her father’s sister and her.

"What age suits you best?"

Her question was punctuated by yet another splash and dousing of water. Quicker than lightening Neil lunged at Kim caught her around her trim waist.


“Why eighteen auburn harried temptresses like you Kim are the ones I love best!”

They wrestled in the poll and Neil through Kim over his shoulder kicking and playfully screaming as he carried her to the chaise lounge and dumped the girl on it. Neil’s body pressed to Kim’s her hands where pinned above her head and as Neil stayed there longer without saying anything more the silence became awaked. Then That devilish smile.

“So Kim Chere you would really model for me?”

Neil handed Kim another glass of wine.

“What if the modeling was very naughty modeling Kim?”
 
Kim was momentarily surprised by her Uncle's attack and pretended to fight against him, screaming and kicking and laughing until he pinned her down against the chair.

Breathless she stared up at him and for a moment couldn't find anymore words. He was so big and powerful. She was short, while he was tall, he was broad while she was slender and petite, he was all hard while she was soft. The warmth of his body radiated against hers, making her want to press closer, but before she had the chance, he let up and handed her some wine.

“What if the modeling was very naughty modeling Kim?”

Taking a small sip, she sat up, still dripping wet. Her long hair slicked back, giving her a more mature sexy look as her body glistened with droplets. "Naughty modeling?" She seemed to ponder the question and took another sip, "Tell me more first and then I will make up my mind." She said, giving him a wink and laying back against the lounge chair, crossing legs at her ankles and relaxing.
 
Kim had laid there breathless her breasts heaving with the strain of our mock combat, her bikini top just grazing Neil’s broad chest soft Hazel eyes a fire. Kim accepted the offered wine without hesitation, her full ripe lips taking a sip, her eyes showing a curiosity.

"Naughty modeling?"

Another sip and she seemed lean a bit closer, her sensual form glistening in sparkling droplets her rich red auburn hair slicked back and clinging to her alabaster skin. God was she beautiful. Neil could not help but be struck by that beauty, Kim’s figure was balanced her breast not to large for her tone athletic figure, the sensual curves of her body as the first bloom of womanhood, the last vestiges of the child she was combined into the most sensual creature he had ever seen. The way this glistening sea nymph crossed her ankles so demurely accentuating the cure of her calve and leg.

“Come Chere and I will show you”

Neil extended his hand to Kim and helped her to rise, she fell into his arms as the suddenness of the movement and the wine had there effect. She stood there her sweet innocent body pressed to his. He brushed back a stay strand of hair from her eyes , then reluctantly stepped back and led Kim to his work shop.

The room was full of Cameras, lights, and props. He led her to a counter and laid an album on the counter top.

Neil’s body again was pressed closed to Kim’s as he turned the pages. There where photos of young women in various stages of dress and undress, and then the covers of various romantic novels that the pictures where used for.

“Kim as you can see they can be very naughty…………………..and the next cover I must work on will be a very naughty one. ”

He paused.

“Kim you would be the perfect model for it.”

Neil waited for the young auburn haired beauty’s response. waited for the young auburn haired beauty’s response.
 
Kim leaned forward with interest and studied each picture with curious eyes. All the girls were so beautiful looking and some much more developed and curvy than herself. She wondered why on earth her Uncle would want her to model for some of these pictures...she didn't seem to fit in.

Glancing up at him, she smiled almost shyly, which was a change of pace from the earlier bolder Kim. "But I don't look like these women...how could I be perfect for the project?" She asked him softly.

She finished flipping through the pages and closed the book, looking around Neil's studio with interested, taking note of all the various equipment and things that he used in his work.
 
Kim glanced up at Neil her soft hazel eyes spoken the question before the words had formed on her pouty full ripe lips.

"But I don't look like these women...how could I be perfect for the project?"

The earlier boldness of youth gone now, the insecurity of youth taking its place. Kim voice an earnest hushed whisper. Neil watched as Kim studied the picture, then slowly closed the album.

Neil Corbeau Turned the stunning teen beauty to face him his hands rested on her waist. His eyes captured hers and held them in his steady gaze.

“Chere, Kim your innocent youthful beauty will be perfect for the cover.”

His voice was soft patient and sincere.

“The story is about a young woman who has been taken prisoner by a daring Buccaneer Captain.”

Again Neil Corbeau pauses, he pick up his 35mm camera, leads Kim to the middle of his studio, under the intense white light of the spots.

Click…….click…..click the shutter of the camera sings, and with each click a white strobe flashes, while he circles Kim, shooting her from different angles.

“And Chere the camera loves you.”

He tease her. Neil gives Kim no time to think, to consider what this may really entail. He presses a button and soft sultry music fill the studio.

“Move to the rhyme of the music Chere.”

Click…….click…..click[/i
 
Kim felt awkward for a second. She had never really been camera shy, but this was different and new.

“And Chere the camera loves you.”

Neil teased her and she laughed and blushed at his compliment.
Music filled the room as he circled her body and took more pictures. What on earth was she supposed to do?? As if he sensed her discomfort, again he spoke.

“Move to the rhyme of the music Chere.”

She supposed she could do that. She always loved to dance. Starting off slowly, she let her body sway to the musid, then closed her eyes agains the flashing lights and began to move. Her young body moved, turning, hips swaying as her arms lifting up over her head in soft sensual motions, then down again. After a second, her eyes opened and she smiled softly at her uncle, letting the soft rhythm take control and ease her her nerves...
 
Slowly at first hesitantly Kim begins to sway to the sultry music. Youth, sensuality take control of her arms move in soft sensual, fluid moments, her eyes open a soft smile creases her full ripe lips. Neil encourages, praises and build her confidence slowly, a whispered suggestion for a bolder movement a gentle caress of her firm young breasts, then another to accentuate the curve of her waist. Slowly he guides her to be bolder.

“Chere take off your top,”

Kim is caught up in the flow of the music and the flash of the camera.
 
There was only a moment of hesitation...she trusted Neil though and as the music flowed, the strings of her bikini top came undone as she danced and the material fell away. With a flick of her wrist, the material flew to the side and she cupped her breasts, giving him a naughty little look as she bit her lip and turned her back to him, swaying her bottom sweetly and then spinning back around slowly.

"Do you want to see?" She teased him with a wink, "You know Daddy would kill you if you knew you were trying to get me naked...and doing it well."

She laughed softly and waited on his answer as he took his pictures...
 
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