Daughter and Daddy (closed for Krissyc351)

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I am a young Dad, in my 40s, live with my young step daughter, my wife passed away a few years ago. I raised my step daughter by myself. Now she is a bit older and more independent, so I can be more focused at work. But we still do things together. Although I am her step Dad but I got married to her Mum when she was quite young, so I treated her as my real daughter.

Now I wait for my step daughter to reply to me, thank you.
 
My stepdad is the only dad I ever really had. So to me he is almost my real dad. Almost.

We always did so many things together when I was younger. Now that I'm taking a year off after my first year at college I get to see him almost every day. I'm especially looking forward to my 19th birthday. my dad always has something special on my birthday.
 
I know that my daughter's birthday is coming soon. I need to think about what I should get her...

I am in the house, doing some work when she returned. "Hey Krissy, how is your day? Would you like a light dinner tonight, I will start to fix it soon".

As I am in my shorts and tank top. Usually I like to go swimming for the weekend, and the other times of the weekend I will just stay home to relax and help if I need to do any house chores. As a single Dad, I know what I am responsible for.
 
Dressing For Dady

“I’m fine daddy …” I called out “… that sounds good for dinner.” On my way upstairs I wondered if I should surprise him and dress up for dinner for a change. He’s always telling me I’m one of those girls that looks so very lovely in anything I put on … but in a cute little dress … well … he tells me I light up the room for him.

I know daddy likes me in blue so I put on my light blue and white baby doll dress he bought me just last week “just for being me” he said. Daddy likes buying me cloths and he really does have nice taste for someone his age. Sometimes I even think he must have a woman’s help for some of the things he buys me. I mean, how would he know my size and everything? And … like … what goes with what?

But OMG was I surprised when I first tried on that blue and white one and looked at myself in the mirror the day he gave it to me. I mean … did he know what this would look like on me? Like most baby dolls it was cut quite low in front but this was more - almost like something I’d wear to bed. And it was so short … wearing it in public would get more than a little attention.

Maybe daddy really meant it when he says he could look at my legs all day …
 
I was still thinking about what I should get for Krissy for her birthday, when I heard her going upstairs to change.

I could still remember that last week when I got the new blue dress for her and when she saw and tried it on. She came out in such a thrilling figure, when I bought it, I did not realized that it had a deep front V cut and could not remember that Krissy has already grown into her adolescent years. Also the dress was quite short, which revealed a large portion of her legs. I could imagined how she would be when she wore this dress going out with her boy friends in the future.

As I thought about her, I did not realized that I had a slight hard on under my shorts. As I stood by the corner of the living room, I lowered one hand down under my boxer and I started to masturbate myself for a bit. But soon I heard Krissy's footsteps coming down the stairs, I withdrew my hand from under my boxer and was washing it when I saw her walking towards me...
 
Seeing my dad in just his boxers made me think about what Katie was talking about the other day. The way she’s learned how some older men are really attracted to girls our age and how, if you’re smart, you can use that to get all sorts of things. I wondered, does my dad think like that, too? I mean, about girls my age?

As I got closer I realized I was looking at my dad in places where I shouldn’t. Why do I do that? I’m not attracted to dad like that, am I? No … of course not … it’s just curiosity, right? I mean … I’m just trying to figure out why I’m always hearing that if you want real sex that pleases you, you have to find a more mature man. Not a boy. Guys my age just want to get off and they don’t even know how to please a girl anyway, right? That’s why I was looking at him like that … just curiosity but …

OMG – that’s not just a fold in his boxers. It’s really not … it’s … is it because he’s hard? Was he just texting some lady .. or girl .. like Katie says her dad does sometimes? No – never – he wouldn’t – not when he knew I was coming down for dinner. My dad’s too smart to do something like that, not if he knows I’m around.

I looked away as soon as I realized what I was doing. I could never let him see me looking there! I mean – what would he think? What if he IS like those men Katie was talking about? OMG - is that why he bought me this dress? So he can see more of my body? Does he look at me like that? I mean … I know I’m not his real daughter. Does that make a difference? Was my dad hard because of me?
 
I prepared a light supper, when my daughter came down from her room. I did not notice that she was close to me, when I turned I was thrilled, she was in the new dress I bought for her. I was totally shocked, she was such a beauty, with all the right curves, long legs and with her slightly deeper than other woman's cleavage... I licked my lips as she walked up to me. I stepped back as I told her to lay the table for dinner.

I wondered why my step daughter dressed like that, I am her step dad, I have always treated her as my by blood daughter. When my late wife (April) was around, occasionally we had sex and we did it tastefully, I never hurried the process, but after April passed away, I had not seriously dated any females. I was more concern about Krissy, how to bring her up the right way, I have to make sure that she will not be messed up with the bad guys, who might used her as a sexual toy.

Krissy and I got alone very well. Now that she had grown up, we might not have as much physical contact as in the past, but I still care and love her tremendously...

I will never forget April, but memories of her started to fade away...

Soon we sat at the table and had our light supper. The dinner table has a see through glass on it. I did not realize that the hole on my boxer was partly open, as I have my legs apart, I started to eat and chat with Krissy. I moved a bit and did not notice that my cock slid out from the hole on the boxer. As I ate, I saw Krissy was staring at my lower body, I did not know why. Soon we finished supper, I told Krissy to just rinse the dishes, I will put them into the dish washer.

When she was rinsing the dishes, I stood behind her chatted and we had a bit of fun, when I tickled her, I did not realized that I was so close to her, that my cock rubbed against the back of her butt. Krissy finished rinsing the dishes and I took care of it, as she got into her room.
 
OMG – I saw it!!!

He WAS hard because of me - so I’m not just a daughter to him. But I’m really not his daughter at all anyway. And I bet he’s probably been looking at me for years. Looking at my body. And now he doesn’t wanna just look anymore. Not if his cock gets hard just seeing me in this dress. He wants to do more than just look.

So maybe Katie was right about older men. And so maybe I should figure out a way to make this work for me. I really DO wanna go to Duke next year. Maybe daddy can be persuaded to pay for that if his little girl gives him a little more than just a goodnight kiss on the cheek. I wonder how much more it would take. I don’t wanna let him get out of control. I mean, NO WAY do I want my dad to fuck me. Even if he IS my stepdad.

Maybe tonight after my shower … I have things to wear he’s never seen before. Stuff he’d get mad at if I wore it out anywhere. But if I cuddle up with him … start talking about going off to college … and how I’d come back every month to see him. Maybe somehow hint that I would be SOOO grateful to him if I was able to go to Duke.

Yes. I can do that.
 
I finished with the dishes and headed back to my room. As I past Krissy's room I saw that she had not closed the door properly, as I wanted to help her to close it, I stood by the gap and saw what she was doing in her room. Her upper body was exposed... I could not believe my eyes... she has such round and full breasts, and her nipples were so perky and inviting, I could not help but I licked my lips. Krissy stood in front of the mirror admiring her body curves...

I retrieved and got back to my own room with the room door locked, instantly I felt I had another hard on, I got into the shower, under the strong water flow, I release myself. Before today, it was a long time ago when I had a hard on, how could I get a hard on from viewing my step daughter's upper body curves...

After shower I changed into pyjamas, I headed to Krissy's room, wanted to bid her good night. As I enter into her room, she was laying in bed asleep already with the dim lights on, I walked to her bed side, tried to pull the think blanket over her body. Accidentally, the back of my hand brushed against her perky nipples, it felt so good, I must admit it. I switched off her lights and I headed back into the room and went to bed.
 
OMG – he thought I was asleep and he touched me !!!

But not on purpose … or was it? I have to ask Katie!

Krissy: hey, u wont believe this
Katie: what – tel me

Krissy: my step dad – he just tuched me
Katie: omg no way – where???

Krissy: nipple, just a little tuch, he thought I was sleeping, uthink accident?
Katie: omg no krisy no accident – I knew he wud do this one day

Krissy: it was only a little itty bitty tuch
Katie: yea, but now hes gonna want more

Krissy: u think?
Katie: yea i think

Krissy: then I think this is good
Katie: wtf???

Krissy: look, I wanna go to duke right? But my mom didn’t leave me enough money for that, right?
Katie: yea???

Krissy: so maybe I can be real nice to stepdad … and convince him to make up the difference …
Katie: convince?

Krissy: don’t be so dumb – u kno …
Katie: u really think u can do that?

Krissy: easy – hey I kno he looks at me – now I kno he wants to tuch me
Katie: yea – but maybe he wants more, I mean u go all slutty for him, he’s gonna want more

Krissy: like what do u mean?
Katie: now U don’t be stupid – u friggin kno what I mean

Krissy: OMG no way will he wanna fuk me!
Katie: bet he does

Krissy: no way
Katie: yes way – and what u hav to do is not let him – make him think he has to give u the money first

Krissy: yea but what then? Fuck my stepdad?
Katie: u might have to

Krissy: no way – I wont
Katie: yea but maybe u wont have a choice

Krissy: I wud always have a choice
Katie: u gonna do it then?

Krissy: tomorrow night, an early shower, hang out in the living room, put something “special” on, let dad see his little girl in a different way … u think?
Katie: u serious?

Krissy: yup
Katie: wish I coud see that!!!

Krissy: I’l tell u all, girl
Katie: u better

Krissy: gnight girl
Katie: kisses
 
I never expected to see my stepdad waiting up for me this late!!!

Now he’s gonna see me in this skirt and he’s gonna be so pissed! He said he never wanted me wearing it out anywhere and now he’s gonna know.

“Hi, dad”

“Krissy …” he responded, looking me over much more obviously than ever before.

OMG – he’s looking right ay my legs … not even trying to hide it …

“… where’ve you been tonight?” he asked, still viewing my body - above my waist now.

“Just out, dad, u know …” I explained, heading to the stairs to go up to my room.

“Just a minute, Krissy …” he said sternly.

He got up from the couch and came over to me. He was acting much more aggressively than I ever thought he could. I couldn’t smell alcohol. I couldn’t smell pot. Why way he acting like this?

“That skirt … you know how I feel about that.” he said, placing his fingers gently around my throat. He placed his other hand on my hip and slowly pushed me backward until I was up against the wall.

“Dad …” I protested, trying to wiggle free. I became frightened when he didn’t hesitate to use his strength to hold me there.

“… stop it …” I said when he squeezed my throat a little tighter.

He ignored me and slid his hand lower, down below my hip, all the way to the outside of my thigh. His fingers tightened around my throat and I began to shake.

“Dad …” I breathed “… what are you doing?”

He didn’t say anything and his hand continued lower – below my skirt – to my bare thigh.

“Dad … please …”

He just looked at me and slid his fingers between my thighs …
“… please … don’t …”

OMG – this isn’t the way I expected it. I wanted to be in control. I’m NOT in control of this!!

“No …” I gasped when his fingers reached the bottom of my panties.

“… Dad …”

His fingers were moving on me … slowly …

“… dad …”

… up and down across my pussy …

“… please …”

…circling my clit …

“… ohhh … god … please …”
 
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