Roadside Emergency

impish_pixie

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The night was hot and the air was muggy with no hint of a breeze as Chastity “Chaz” Sloane sat behind the wheel of her convertible, running her fingers through her long red-gold hair and nervously chewing her lip. She screwed her courage to the sticking place and called her father’s number. She sighed, both relieved and apprehensive when there was no answer. All she could do was leave a message.

“Daddy, I’m stuck out on Batestown Rd. near the old Tooley’s place. Please come and get me. I have a flat tire.” She paused. “I’m really sorry, really. When you get my message, please call me. Love you.”

She used her best “Daddy’s Little Girl” voice because she knew he was going to be mad. He told her not to go to the party in the first place and now that he knew she want and tried to take the dark back roads home instead of the safer better lit highway, he was going to be furious. She only went the back way because she hoped to beat him home. His poker games usually broke up around 3am and her plan was to be home in bed by then. She would have made it if the stupid tire hadn’t blown.

Chaz waited in the car for fifteen minutes but there was no call from her father and no sign of another car. Her blue eyes darted impatiently into the dark, certain she saw something move in the trees near the road. “You’re imagining things,” she told herself, but she blew the horn anyway. “Bears don’t like car horns, right?”

She realized she was just being ridiculous. She kicked off her high-heeled sandals and climbed out of the car. Bare footed, she went to the back of the car and opened the trunk of the car. The little Beemer was a birthday an 18th birthday present from her father only last week. It was a present to make all of her friends jealous and showing it off was the reason she went the party. She knew she looked hot arriving at the party in the coolest car, sliding out of the low seats while her skirt rode up her long legs, tossing her long hair and preening as she and her car were admired. It was great.

Now this shit had to happen.

She knew how to change a tire, at least in theory. She had a spare, a jack, a lug wrench and all the needed emergency equipment, Daddy made sure of that when he gave her the car. She placed the emergency triangles on the shoulder of the road as a warning to any approaching cars, not that any cars would come along this time of night. She took the lug wrench from the trunk and tried to loosen the wheel lugs before jacking up the rear. With all of her strength, she could not budge the lugs. Bending over for better leverage, she could not get them to move. She even tried using her foot but it was hopeless.

She cursed the inventor of the pneumatic wrench and leaned back against the door of the car, feeling anxious, and hoping Daddy would call soon.
 
Malcolm Sloane

Malcolm had just gotten home when he got the message that his daughter Chastity was stuck with a flat tire. --I told her that she needed to either learn to change a tire, or get AAA, oh well, better call her up and find out how I can help. She is using her cute voice anyway.-- He was thinking to himself as he picked up the phone and dialed her Cell phone number.

Ring RIng. "Come on Chastity, pick up the phone." He was smiling when she picked it up.

Malcolm Sloane
Age: 40
Height: 6'
Weight: 220 Pounds of Muscle
Hair: Salt and Pepper Black
Eyes: Green

Malcolm had always kept in good shape, and Chastity was his only child, daddy's girl, especially when her mother died 6 years ago, and she grew up with him as the only parent figure. He never remarried.
 
Chastity Sloane

Chastity heard her phone play her favorite tune du jour and leaned into the car to get. She checked the ID before she answered and was smiling when she hit the ‘receive’ button.

“Daddy, I’m really sorry. Really. It is dark and creepy out here. I tried to change the tire myself. Honestly. I did. Try. But the lugs wouldn’t come off.” She sighs dramatically but Malcolm knows her well enough to hear the smile in her voice, too. “Now I’ll be stuck out here forever if you don’t come for me, Daddy. If you come out here, you can see for yourself how tight the lugs are.” Chastity keeps her conversation directed on the failure of the lugs to cooperate; hoping her failure to obey him doesn’t come up.

“Please Daddy”
 
Malcolm

Malcolm had to chuckle lightly at her predicament. "Ok baby, I will be there in a half hour. Take and sit in the car, and don't talk to any strangers that might stop by til I get there." He then grabbed his keys and wallet and told her he was on his way, before hanging up and getting into his truck. He drove out there, and found her easily enough.

"Hey Chastity, let's see if we can get your tire changed." He pulled out her lug wrench, and went to change the tire. He found that they were tight, and it took most of his strength to break them loose, and then he changed the tire rather quickly. "Ok baby, let's get home, and we can get the tire fixed in the morning."
 
Chaz

She saw the car pull up behind her but remained locked in the car until she recognized her father approaching. Even silhouetted in the bright lights of the headlights, she would know him any place. The broad shoulders, the way he holds his head, the way he moves, “Daddy!”

She rushed to him and gave him a big hug, “You are my knight in shining armor,” she said with a laugh, “come to save from that noise in the bushes.” She took a little step away from him and had the decency to look a little apologetic. “I’m sorry you had to come all this way.”

"Hey Chastity, let's see if we can get your tire changed."

She watched as he changed the tire, “See? I bet you thought I made that up?” She shakes her head, “How do they expect the average person to change a tire? You cannot run around rescuing everyone, just me. Right now, there must be countless people waiting for you to save them.” She chattered as she helped him pack the tools and tire back into the trunk.

"Ok baby, let's get home, and we can get the tire fixed in the morning."

She reached up and kissed his cheek, “Thank you, Daddy.” She hurried back to her car. “Want to race me home? Or should I follow you at a funeral pace?” She grins, happy and safe again.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled at her and chuckled. "I will give you a 5 minute head start, then I'm going to catch and pass you baby. How about loser gives the winner whatever they want tonight?" He wondered what she would think about that proposition, and wondered if she would figure out that her little sports car would cream his truck with a five minute head start.
 
Chaz

Chastity grins, “Oh, Daddy. It is so on.” She scoots into the car and waves, “Remember, you promised me a five minute head start.” She chuckles and she starts the car, driving off at above the legal speed limit.

Once home, Chastity rushed to her bathroom washed off most of the make-up she wore to the party, leaving only the pink glossy lipstick on her mouth, she brushed out her long blond hair and made sure all of her buttons were buttoned. Then she went downstairs to the den and poured Daddy a drink, his favorite, just the way her liked. While she waited for him, she thought about what she would ask for her prize.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm came in about 20 minutes after she did. He found her in the den and smiled. "Ok baby, what do you want from me?" He took the drink and smiled at her with a grin. "Anything that you want, I am yours to give to you."
 
Chaz

Chastity grinned thoughtfully, “I don’t know, Daddy. It is a difficult decision.” She waved a hand towards the sofa, “Have a seat, relax. Give me a few minutes to think about this.”

She went to the bar and mixed another drink. It was a small one, but Malcolm noticed it was also a very strong one. She dropped a couple of ice chunks in the glass, hoping to make it look fuller, before taking a sip. And than another. She smiled to herself before turning to face him.

Raising her glass to him, she asked, “You don’t mind, do you Daddy? I am 18, after all.” She swirled the glass then took another sip and let the cold/warm Bourbon slide down her throat before spreading through the rest of her body.

Moving slowly, her hips swaying slightly, she crossed the room back to the sofa. She stood staring at Malcolm for a few moments before she sat down. Chastity slid against her father’s chest so that he had to choose between resting his arm on the back of the sofa or putting it around her. She leaned her head against him and curled her legs up on the cushions next to her, her skirt slid up to reveal most of her long tan legs.

Rubbing her cheek against his chest, like a little cat, she purred, “There are so many things I want, Daddy. I’m not sure I can decide.”
 
Malcolm

Malcolm put his arm around her and hugged her close. "Hmm, whatever you want baby." She could see the bulge raising in his pants rather nicely as they sat there, and his eyes couldn't help but rest on her legs, and how far up her skirt was rising. --Just a little more, and I would be able to see, aw there it is, hmm how nice.--- He thought to himself as he watched her legs and cute little thong she was wearing. Hell his wife always said that she wasn't his, so this wouldn't be to forbidden, even tho he always thought of her as his daughter.
 
Chaz

She snuggled closer to him, her breasts pressed against his side, her nipples pushing against her shirt. Chastity’s head is bowed shyly downward but her eyes gleamed at the sight of his bulging pants. She wiggled, feeling the responding wetness of her own arousal.

“Daddy, you have taken such good care of me since Mom died. I know it hasn’t been easy for you, I know that I haven’t always been easy to handle.” She chuckles, “Sometimes, I was bad on purpose, just to see what you would do. I know that wasn’t very nice of me. I am sorry, Daddy.”

Chastity finished her drink and set the empty glass on the back of the sofa. With a little smile no one could see, she dried her wet hand on Malcolm’s thigh. It rested there for a moment, still and waiting, before slowly sliding towards the growing budge.

She lifted her head and whispered in his ear, “Daddy, do you think I am a bad girl?”
 
Malcolm

Malcolm smiled and shook his head. "I don't think your a bad girl, I think your a good girl, and a better one if you could help daddy with his problem." He reached around and cupped her breasts pinching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. "Oh baby, you are such a good girl and so grown up."
 
Chaz

Chastity moaned in his ear as Malcolm pinched her nipple. She shifted towards him and lifted a long leg, gently placing it over his rising pants. Her voice is husky as she replies, “That’s what want, Daddy, more than anything. I want to be your good girl.”

She sucks his earlobe into her mouth and gives it a soft bite before nuzzling his neck. Carefully rubbing her thigh against him, each action raising her skirt higher until it is nearly at her hips and the damp of her thong clearly visible, she moans pleadinigly into his ear, “Make me your good little girl, Daddy. Please. I want to be so good for you.”
 
malcolm

malcolm lifted her up, and stood up taking off his pants and boxers, letting his cock spring forward fully erect. he then reached under her skirt and pulled down her thong. "I'm going to make you a good girl now chaz," he picked her up, and layed her over his desk and prepared to enter her. "your so hot and wet baby, you ready?"
 
Chaz

She swallowed heavily at the sight of throbbing cock and then she licked her lips. Kicking her thong off her foot she leaned back on the desk, her weight on one elbow as she looked into his eyes. Her lips were slightly parted as her warm breath flowed passed them.

"your so hot and wet baby, you ready?"


She slid her hand down to her pussy, and moaned. Smiling, she pulled back her hand and held up two wet and shiny fingers.

“Please Daddy, I am ready. Wet and so hot for you.” She put her fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean.
 
malcolm

malcolm looked her in the eyesv as he slid into her. "Oh god this feels so good." he stopped about half way in and asked, "Is this your first time chaz? answer me truthfully, because if it is, i can make it a bit less painfull when i break through." he looked her in the eye and waited for her answer.
 
Chaz

Her head rolls back and she moans as he starts to enter her tight little hole. She heard his question but almost did not understand it. Then she swallows, showing her first sign of nervousness all night.

Flushing bright pink, her voice takes on the tones of a child seeking approval, “I have practiced some things, Daddy, hoping I could use them to make you happy. But I didn’t want to be with any of those stupid boys at school… they weren’t you.”

“I only want you. To be your good little girl. Please.”
 
Malcolm

"I understand baby, and I have only wanted you since your mother died, but had to wait til you were 18." He kissed her deeply as he thrust forward, breaking through her barrier, making her a woman, and his good girl. He kept kissing her as he held himself inside her til she got used to it, and then started pumping in and out of her with slow easy thrusts, making passionate love to her for her first time.
 
Chaz

She nodded and smiled, only hearing that he wanted her too. Nothing else mattered.

He kissed her lips and she was happy. She returned his kiss until it was broken by her sharp intake of breath as he thrust himself into her completely. She tensed; the pressure of his fullness inside her frightened her… but only for a moment. In the moment she realized she was totally his, she relaxed into his kiss, welcoming him into her.

She moaned as Malcolm pulled back only to sigh as he pushed in again. She understood, this was it, he wasn’t leaving her. He was teaching her.

Pleasure of having him is heavy in her voice, “Thank you, Daddy…mmm…you feel so… wonderful.”

Then she kissed him, her tongue hungrily searched his mouth and her hips lifted up to meet his slow gentle thrusts.

She groaned, “Tell me what to do; I want to make you happy.”
 
Malcolm

Malcolm just smiled and kept fucking his hot daughter. "For now, you just lay back and enjoy, you will learn all about the other positions and things to do later Chaz. Especially a few of the more interesting positions." He was close, but wanted her to cum at the same time, so he pressed a thumb onto her clit as he thrust into her, tweaking and making her moan with the pleasure.
 
Chaz

“Yes, Daddy.” Chastity moaned as Malcolm fucked her tight hot pussy and she moved faster to keep up with him, heaving her body to his. He could feel how wet she was his thumb played with the clit, and he felt her walls begin their involuntary squeezing and grabbing as her body tensed and bucked wildly against him, grinding into him, refusing to let go of him.

“Daddy!” She screamed as the unfamiliar and primal sensations exploded through her body.
 
Malcolm

"Ride it out baby, that's just your first orgasm." He then unloaded deep into her womb with his orgasm, and filled her up with his seed.
 
Chaz

“Oh, Daddy. Yes, yes, It is!” She cried out in surprize.

She wrapped her legs around his hips, driving him deep and holding him there, as her convulsing body responding to him at only way it could. Holding on as longas it could.

She looked into his eyes as she felt the last of his seed pour into her. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Her cheeks are flushed, her beathing heavy and her eyes shine with happiness.
 
Malcolm

Malcolm didn't think that he would be needing it, so he didn't think about protection, but if he knocked up his beautiful daughter, then so be it.
 
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