Missing Daddy

[Guest]

My name is Lisa Miles, I am 5'2" tall with short brown hair and weigh 105 pounds. I have very small breasts which I have been teased about quite a lot making me very self conscious in fact I only wear a 32A bra.
When I turned Ten my Father went away. It wasn't untill years later I learned he went to prison but I never knew why. I grew up with my Mother, Step Father and two older Step sisters who tormented me to no end till I spent most of my life alone in my room. When I turned 18 I was contacted by my father and after eight long years was anxious to see him again. He invited me to his cabin in the mountains over our schools winter vacation. Telling my mother would have been a problem so I told her I was spending the week with a freind, not that I really had any but it worked and she consented. A bus ticket later and I was on my way. I slipped some clothes into my back pack and headed to the bus depot. He told me to look for a beatup blue truck when I arrived which I spotted immediatly when the bus pulled up, I stared out the window trying to get a glimps of the driver. When I got off the bus I ran to the truck excited and nervous at the same time....

OOC: this is a closed thread for Gareman and myself.

 

[Tif]

That is so maddening, That was me.

 

[Gareman]

Tim Miles

Eight years....Eight fucking years. It seemed like forever since I'd last seen my baby. What would she be like ? Would she know me ? Would she still love me ? Those were the thoughts that raced through my mind as I waited for the bus.

There hadn't been a single day that I hadn't thought about her, wondering if I had done the right thing. But I had no choice. That vindictive bitch that I had once called my wife would never let me see her. I had to try something. And I probably would have had more time with her if my nosey landlord hadn't turned me in to the authorities. But I had those 4 months and the memories we shared could never be taken from me.

And now, I was only moments away from seeing her again. This time she was old enough to make up her own mind. Hopefully she would understand how much I love her and why I had done what I had.

In the distance, I saw the small speck begin to grow on the old snowcovered highway. It must be the bus ! The one that would bring my sweet little angel to me once again.

My heart began racing, my hands sweating, nerves raw from the years of anticipation. I was about to be reunited with the most important person in the world and I guess being nervous was natural.....

 

[Tif]

As I ran to the truck I saw the driver sitting there, he looked just like I remembered, a bit older perhaps with a touch of grey but still a big strong handsome man. " Hi Daddy" I said as I approached. He looked at me with a start. "Get in Honey, hurry" He said.

I threw my back pack into the back of the truck and climbed in the passenger side. I leaned across the seat and hugged him close. It felt so good to be with him again, so safe and secure. He held me close for a long time then kissed my neck, I reached up and kissed his rough cheek. "I missed you so much daddy, I wish Mom would have let me come see you, or at least write."

I knew he hadn't been out of prison very long so I thought he could apreciate a meal. "Daddy, should we get you home so I can fix you a meal?" I askes as I lay my head against his shoulder so happy to see him again.

 

[Gareman]

Watching passengers exit the bus, my heart skips a beat when a young lady descends the steps. Three false alarms...and then Lisa steps down onto the ground. I recognized her immediately, even though she had matured so much in the past eight years.

Looking around she spotted my truck and smiled broadly, moving quickly toward me. My heart beat heavily as she approached and I instructed her to get in, not wanting to wait another moment to greet her.

Wrapping my arms around her small body, I squeezed her tightly. Her sweet perfume filled my nostrils. Kissing her softly on the neck, I felt her responding with a peck on my cheek. The sensation of holding a woman was delicious...the knowledge that it was my baby made it that much more enjoyable.

She offered to cook me a meal and I didn't hesitate to accept her offer.

"Lisa, I can't tell you how much I've missed you," I said, trying to express the happiness I was feeling.

"We have so much to talk about...I mean... I want to know everything."

I turned and studied her small girlish face. Her short dark hair highlighted those beautiful brown eyes that I could never forget. Although she didn't have the looks of a supermodel she was the prettiest woman I think I have ever seen...of course dad's have a natural bias toward their daughters.

The drive seemed to last only a few minutes although I knew it was an hour and a half in good weather. She started filling me in on some of the details of the eight years we had been apart and I listened intently, hoping to re-establish the close bond that we once had shared.

I was curious about so many things, but I knew that we would have time to cover them all, so I just sat back and let her tell me what she wished. The real topics would be left for a little later on.....

 

[Tif]

As Daddy drove the car into the mountains I started telling him about the last eigh years. I was so excited I was talking non stop the hole way I don;t think I had ever talked so much in my life. I know I hadn't talked that much in the last eight years, my step sisters wouldn't ever give me a chance to say anything. As we drove it began to feel as if we were as close as ever. I was so happy to be back in my Daddy's company, feeling safe and secure again. I felt so sorry for him being locked up all those years and couldn't wait to fix him a meal and try to make him feel happy again. We soon pulled up to a cute little cabin far from the main road, we must have drove a half hour on the old trail road alone.
I got out of the pickup and stretched feeling good to be somewhere safe. I grabbed my backpack and headed towards the house, my Daddy draping an arm across my shoulders as we walked up the path.

 

[Gareman]

I sat listening to Lisa. Words poured from her, as if a dam had broken and everything was spilling from within. She talked endlessly about school and favorite movies, television shows and books. Every so often, I would add a comment , but mostly I just sat listening.

As she spoke, it became apparent that the eight years of separation hadn't damaged the close bond that we had formed. In fact, if it was possible, it may have somehow driven us closer together. That realization made me relax and my nervousness melted away in the hail of words that my cute little daughter was throwing my way.

For long periods, as she filled me in on the 'lost years', Lisa would snuggle close, placing her head softly on my shoulder. Having her pressed up against me gave me such a warm feeling...I couldn't remember ever feeling so wonderful in my whole life.

Arriving at my 'writer's hideout', as I call it, we begin walking toward the small cabin and I grab her backpack from her and place my arm around her shoulder.

"Well honey, this is it," I say modestly. "I hope you don't mind being cooped up out here with your old man. I'm sure it's not quite as exciting as college life."

Opening the door, I allow Lisa to enter first and I follow.

"Make yourself at home, sweetheart," I encourage. "The room on the right will be yours."

Placing Lisa's backpack on the small couch, in the living room, I take off my coat and kneel before the firplace.

"I'll get a nice fire going. Why don't you get settled in."

 

[Tif]

I walk into the room that would be mine, at least for the next week. It was a simple room but it had a bed and a dresser and mirror. I went out and grabbed my back pack and put my clothes in the dresser grabbing my denim skirt and a sweater I went out to find Daddy starting the fire.

"Can I take a shower and change before I start dinner?" I asked, wanting to freshen up after the long bus ride.

 

[Gareman]

"Of course baby," I reply. "There are clean towels in the back hall closet. make yourself at home sweetheart."

I watched as she turned and walked toward the small bathroom in the back of the house. She was such a good kid, I had to hand it to her mom; despite my feelings of contempt.

Watching until she turned the corner and disappeared from site, I felt a little guilt as I noticed my eyes checking out her small firm bottom. I had to shake my head and get back to building the fire...

My God, what had that place done to me !! I mean this was my daughter !!

Clearing the evil thoughts from my mind, I finished with the fire and sat back on the small couch, admiring my work and enjoying the warmth that the flames provided.

I heard the shower running and felt another small twinge as my mind began imagining Lisa standing naked under the stream of water. I could almost picture her small, childlike body...water cascading down over her shoulders and flowing down her firm little breasts....

"Mmmmmm...so nice."

Again I forced myself elsewhere, a trick I had gotten pretty good at after eight years behind bars...

 

[Tif]

I climbed into the shower and let the warm water wash over my body. It felt wo good after the long bus ride I felt like I could stay in there forever. After I finally drug myself from the shower I put on my denim skirt and white sweater over my white bra and panties and slipped into some white flats. I looked at myself in the mirror, my legs looked so long and skinny in that dress I though about changing them but decided I hadn't brought that many changes so i went with it.

I came out to find daddy sitting in the chair looking tired. I went up behind him and rubbed his shoulders lightly. "I think we should get some food in you before you fall asleep" I said smiling and headed for the kitchen.

 

[Gareman]

Sitting staring at the fire, I drift back to earlier times.

Watching Lisa at the county fair...eating cotton candy, riding the mid-way rides, laughing...

Her first day of school...anticipation and fear written on her beautiful young face...

So many memories with my sweet little angel....

And now...a fully grown woman. Does she have a boyfriend ? The thought of some young college stud with my daughter brings with it a flood of emotions. I see her kneeling before a faceless young man, her big brown eyes looking up at him as she lowers her head to take his cock into her small mouth. Anger and jealousy rise to the surface as her lips part and his thick penis begins to slide between them. My cock tingles and hardens as Lisa accepts his large member...slowly taking more and more...
In some strange, sick way this is exciting me...

And then I feel hands on my shoulders...

"I think we should get some food in you before you fall asleep"

It's Lisa...

I shake myself out of the deep trance and rise from the couch. She has begun walking toward the kitchen and I follow. As I walk behind her, my eyes are immediately drawn to her long slender legs and I find myself thinking things that a good daddy shouldn't be thinking...

 

[Tif]

I fix us some dinner and though I am not a good cook or know how to make anything special Daddy seemed to enjoy it. We talked about the last eight years till late into the evening. I tole him a lot of things I hadn't told any one. I told him about the fact I had never dated and had been teased by my step-sisters when I had even mentioned a boy, How I had kept to myself the last eight years, I guess thats how we sort of were alike. It wasn't long till I was exhausted and ready for bed.

I excused myself and slipped into my room, changing into my sleep shirt that covered my panties I started to get into bed and realized I hadn't kissed my daddy goodnight in eight years. I went to the living room where he was still sitting infront of the fire and told him goodnight and reached down and kissed his cheek.

"I missed you Daddy" I said as my lips brushed his cheek "Goodnight"...

 

[Gareman]

Listening to Lisa, I felt a deep sadness. The life she described mirrored my own in the loneliness and despair she expressed. I wanted to go back and find a way to take all the pain away, but I knew it was too late for that.

As she explained that she had never dated, I again felt a mixture of emotions. I wanted to ask if that meant she was still a virgin, but couldn't find the right way of wording such a question. I know I'm her dad, but I felt awkward prying.

Finally, Lisa excused herself, mentioning how tired she was. I was disappointed that our first evening together was coming to an end, but understood. As she went into her room, I continued staring into the fire, trying to piece together the last eight years and also trying to understand the strange mixture of emotions that were all hitting me at once.

Being reunited with my daughter was all that I had hoped it would be, but there were some things I never had anticipated. Whenever I had visualized our first encounter, after my release, I had always seen Lisa as the ten year old girl I had last seen. I somehow had never seen her as the grown woman that she had become. The sight of her long slender legs and tight young ass when she had come out in that short skirt was almost too much for me to bear. Although I knew the thoughts I was having were not appropriate, I found myself unable to stop them, after eight years without any contact with a woman.

As sat, staring into the fireplace I tried to convince myself that it was okay to fantasize. As long as I didn't act upon my lustful thoughts, I determined that it was only natural to be overly horny after being released from prison.

My mind was deep in reflection, when Lisa reappeared, standing before me in just a long t-shirt. My cock immediately sprang to attention...

"I missed you Daddy"

I felt her soft lips on my cheek...

"Goodnight"...

I stammered, trying to sound natural.

"Goodnight sweetheart...I love you..."

As she turned to walk back into the bedroom, my eyes again found her long thin legs and followed them up to the small ass that was barely covered by the cotton shirt.

It took everything I had to not follow her.... I wanted it so badly...

 

[Tif]

I awoke the next morning refreshed and excited to spen the first full day with my father. I bounced out of bed and found him sitting at the table, there were some rolls and juice out. I smiled at him "Ah you made breakfast." I said as I came in and sat in the chair next to his giving him a peck on the cheek. I sat down and crossed my legs, adjusting my night shirt to cover more of my thigh.

We ate and talked till mid morning and I said "I really should probably take a shower and get dressed, Shouldn't I ?"

He smiled looking at me whild drinking his coffee as I stood and stretched, the thin material pulling tight against my body. He looked me up and down, for a moment I started to feel uncomfortable, then dismissed it as our long absence form each other. Of course he would look at me like that he hadn't seen me in eight years, I bounced off to the shower, "be back soon." I called over my shoulder.

 

[Guest]

While eating breakfast, I found it difficult to concentrate on our conversation. Lisa seemed oblivious to the fact that she was wearing only a skimpy t-shirt, but I was definitely aware of it. Trying to act normally, I made small-talk and tried to keep my eyes glued to hers.

When she finished, she said something about a shower and stood up. Still not comprehending how her appearance was affecting me Lisa stretched, the thin material pulling tight against her girlish curves and giving me a little more to think about. For a second she seemed to realize that I was checking her out and I began feeling guilty, but the look soon faded and I continued looking as she turned and walked away.

My mind, still reeling from the sight of her hot young body, tried to rationalize that she was my daughter and any sexual thoughts were completely inappropriate. But another side of me was not quite as fatherly and the thoughts were definitely of a sexual nature.

Sitting and contemplating, I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. I again began imagining Lisa without any clothes, washing her small, thin body. The long years of incarcination made me all the more horny, wondering what it would be like to feel my sex-starved cock sliding deep inside of her tight young pussy.

I could imagine her lying on her back, legs spread as I begin feeding my hard cock inside of her. The look of pain and then acceptance covering her face as I begin to enter her. Deeper and deeper, slipping into her....

I force myself to stop...guilt again returning.

"What the fuck is wrong with me," I think, as I get up and start clearing the table...

 

[Tif]

Stepping out of the shower I dried off, realizing I hadn't brought a change with me. I wrapped the towel around me, it was just enough to cover what it needed to and I headed to my room, I knew daddy was still in the kitchen so I wasn't too worried aobut it, besides he was my father. I walked through the living room towards my bedroom as he waldek out of the kitchen.

"Daddy," I squeeled as I ran to the bedroom calling over my shoulder, "Sorry I forgot my clothes"

I slipped into a hip huggers and a white t-shirt and went back into the living room, a little red faced, and sat down by the fire Daddy had going, "Sorry about that Daddy," I said as I lay down in front of the fire, watching the flames flare and feeling the warmth.

 

[Gareman]

As Lisa lay in front of the fireplace, I began wondering if her visit was really such a good idea. The incident just moments ago, with her leaving the bathroom in only a towel made me think that maybe I wasn't ready for this quite yet. I had definitely not expected to feel some of the things I was feeling toward my own daughter. But I guess after being locked up for eight years, anything was possible.

I noticed that it had started snowing pretty hard outside and knew that getting her back to the bus station would probably be pretty difficult. So I decided to make the best of it and see what happened...

Taking a seat on the floor, behind Lisa, I began telling her about the eight years I had spent locked away...trying to let her know that I was not the same man she had known as a child.

I talked about my decision to take her from her mother, despite what I knew would be a high price. I related my feelings of guilt and loneliness, spending hours each day wondering if I could have done things differently. And I tried to carefully explain that eight years away from society has a way of changing a person...

I placed my hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her soft skin.

"I just want you to always remember how much I love you, sweetheart," I said looking down at my daughter, studying her small body lying before me.

"I hope you can forgive what I have done..."

I hesitated, wondering if I should continue, finally deciding to go ahead.

"And more importantly what I may do in the future..."

 

[Tif]

As I lay there listening to my father tell of his lonelyness and his hard times I felt so sad I just wished he wouldn;t have gone through everything he did. He lay there rubbing my shoulder as he told me about his pain.

"I hope you can forgive what I have done and more importantly what I may do in the future." He said his words confusing me a little I answered, "I can forgive you anything, I love you" and with that I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him tight wishing he could be happy again...

 

[Gareman]

Lisa's arms wrapped tightly around my neck, my own hands finding her small hips and pulling her close. The smell of her freshly shampooed hair filled my nostrils and the sensation of her small breasts pressing against my chest excited me tremendously.

"I can forgive you anything, I love you"

Her words, whispered softly into my ear hit me hard. Wondering if she could really forgive me for the nasty thoughts that were flowing through my mind. I felt ashamed and angry at myself, needing to somehow find a way past the physical needs that were taking control, but not knowing how.

Moving my face downward, I pressed my lips against her soft cheek.

"I love you too sweetheart," I replied. "More than you could ever imagine."

Pulling away slightly, I look down into her beautiful eyes...wondering what to do next...

 

[Tif]

As I hugged him he answered me, "I love you too sweetheart more than you could ever imagine." as his big strong hands encirdled my waist pulling me close as he kissed my cheek. I felt the roughness of his beard against my soft skin as he held me a moment looking down at me. I reached up and kissed him back on th lips pressing his lips to mine, he held me close in his arms. I felt so tiny in against his hard muscled body, it made me feel safe......

 

[Guest]

Lisa's lips felt wonderful...a beautiful young woman showing affection to her long lost daddy. But the effect on me was something else entirely....

My mouth pressed back and my big hand found it's way to the back of her head holding it tightly as I pushed my tongue forward, trying to force it between her lips. My free hand found it's way down to her tight young ass, pulling her lower body against mine.

My heart pounded in my chest, it's rhytmic beat echoing in my ears as eight years of sexual frustration got the best of me.

My sweet young daughter was now an object of lust...and I knew that Lisa was going to see a side of me she probably never imagined existed...

 

[Gareman]

That was me

 

[Tif]

As I kissed my Father I felt his affections change as he kissed me back. His kiss became more forcefull and his mouth opened, I started to pull away and felt his hand on the back of my head, hollding me firmly to his hungry mouth. His hand grabbed my ass, his whole hand covering it and pulling me close until my body was pressed to his. I felt his tongue trying to push it's way into my mouth, I resisted as his tongue pressed between my lips, but as he squeezed my but in his large hane my lips parted in protest and his tongue gained entry filling my mouth, exploring deepinside, stopping any protest I could make except a small mewling sound.

He pressed into me pinning me to the floor as hee continued his assault with his tongue, I felt his hand slide under my shirt finding its way to my small breast, He began to work himself between my legs his body covering mine completely allowing me no chance to struggle.

 

[Gareman]

Lisa, surprised by my sexual advances began trying to wiggle away as my mouth pressed firmly against hers. Trying to turn her head and squeeze her lips tightly together to prevent my tongue from slipping inside, I held firmly finding her resistance surprisingly exciting.

Pushing her onto her back, I allowed my hand to slip under her t-shirt, finding her small breast and fondling it. My cock grew hard, the intense desire of eight years of sexual frustration destroying all traces of reason and logic. My knee parted her thin legs and my tongue found it's way deep inside of her sweet young mouth.

At that moment my fatherly role quickly disolved, leaving only the raw nerves of sexual desire exposed and firing on all cylinders. My hand squeezed her small girlish tit, kneeding her soft flesh in my large palm, my other hand now pushing her shirt up to expose her bra-covered breasts.

Breaking off our kiss, I looked down into my young daugther's eyes. Fear and confusion was written all over her pretty face...a face that reminded me so much of her mother in much happier times.


A tear rolled down her cheek, freezing me for a second...reminding me that this was my little girl that I was about to fuck.

But my lust was too strong to be denied and any thoughts of stopping were quickly squelched in the heat of the moment...

 

[Tif]

I looked up at the man who had me pinned to the floor, my breaths coming heavy as my heart pounded in my chest.He looked down at me, his hand under my shirt squeezing my small breast. He pushed my T-Shirt up as he ground his hardness against me working himself firmly between my legs. I began to protest and he shushed me saying "Just let it happen, don't say a word."

He pushed my shirt up over my head, twisting it around my wrist and holding them above my head. He worked my bra off with the other hand and lowered his mouth to my nipple, sucking it into a small point before taking it between his teeth.

I lay there confused as to what to do as he continued, I wanted to fight but couldn't bring myself to even attempt to disobey him. as his mouth worked my nipple I felt his hand slide down to my flat stomach to the waistband of my jeans, I tensed as I felt his hands slide under the waist band touching the top of my sparse pubic hair...