The new home(Closed for Ginggerbread)

JonathanBair

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Jon is a normal guy who enjoys a spectrum of things. The only thing his life was missing was knowing he had a little girl out there living with his ex-wife. Then he got the news few months ago that turned his life upside down. Out of no where he got a letter from the a lawyer saying that Jon had a small window to get full custody of there daughter, but she had to stay in the same school and he had a small window to provide a address for his residency in the school zone sent back to the lawyer only. Jon was in shock he knew she had to be about 18 years old and now his wife was going to let him get some time not only to visit, but to live. Jon looked around his small 1 bed room apartment, as he knew he would need to get a full new bedroom set for his daughter.

Jon quickly started to look for a nice place he could afford that was a 2 bedroom house. Jon was not about to make his daughter spend her last year of a all girls high school living in some apartment. Jon was lucky with some loans they bank gave him funding for a small 2 bedroom home tho it needed some work. Fixing the place up pushed Jon into getting his daughter room set up just on the last night before she was to arrive. He signed the forms that his wife would not see them there as she spent the last of her free time with her daughter, and he could be back at his place at 6pm......

So this brings us to now. Here Jon is laying on his back under his daughters bed wearing a white basic t-shirt and blue basketball style shorts. As he finished hand tightening and securing his daughters bed frame. Jon is the run of the mill guy 5'10 with brown hair and blue eyes weighing 200 ponds in a solid body frame. Jon can hear the front door being opened and knew the hallway to get out of the bedrooms and the one bathroom lead right into the living room. Jon could hear the sound of his ex wife talking to someone as she entered his house. Jon knew he should have been gone by now but was stuck in place. Jon could only wonder for how long he would be stuck under the bed.
 
Ginger hugged her mom good-bye. "Don't worry, Mom! I'll be fine. I can unpack myself. You go have fun with your friends!"

She let her mom out and moved through the apartment, peeking her red-haired head into the various rooms of the two bedroom house. "Dad?"

Huh. That's funny. She thought he'd be here to welcome her. Maybe he forgot something at the store or had a work emergency or got held up somewhere? Hm. She decided to leave a text message on his phone.

hey dad i'm here looking forward to seeing you
She tucked her phone back into her purse, then she grabbed her suitcases and wheeled them into the room she presumed was hers. Well, she had to give him props. It looked like he was leaving all the decorating to her - thank goodness for that.

She hummed softly to herself as she began unpacking her things. She hung up and put away clothes in her dresser. She tucked away some shoujo manga onto a shelf. She put one of her old stuffed toys on the nightstand. She hung up an anime poster. There was still a lot that needed to be done before she could call the room truly hers, but for the moment, she was satisfied. She kicked off her school dress shoes, grabbed a shoujo manga, and settled back on the bed to read.

She didn't realize her daddy was underneath the bed or that the full-length mirror nearby gave him the perfect side view of her 18 year old petite frame. She was wearing thigh high white socks, a short black school skirt, and a white button-up top. Her luscious red locks splayed out over her shoulders as she began to read.

Occasionally, she would giggle or blush or kick her feet and squeal. The contents of the manga were unclear, but Ginger was apparently enjoying herself. In fact, she had started to squirm. The hot romance in the manga had gotten her juices flowing...

She bit her lip. Well... No one was here...

She set the manga down on the nightstand. Then, she unbuttoned her top and took off her bra to cool off her body. Her glorious freckled B cups were on full display - down to her hard, pretty pink little nipples. She stroked one of them with her thumb. Then, she lifted her butt up off the bed - in a manner that would've looked very suggestive - as if her hips were rising to meet an invisible cock, and she hooked her fingers around the waistband of her pink panties and pulled them off, so they wouldn't get any juicier. She hiked up her black skirt and bent her knees up.

At a side view, her father wouldn't have been able to see much besides part of her bare mound and a hint of her pretty pink cunny lips. She started to slowly and carefully rub at her sensitive little clit. She closed her blue eyes. "Mmmm..."
 
Jon knew he should have came out and tell his daughter he was home when he seen it was just his daughter a 18 year old woman he never got to know. So Jon went with one of his dumbest ideas ever, to wait till she left the room for him to come out.... Only to his shock she stayed in the room so here he is laying listening to this 18 year old hum as she puts her stuff away and hangs stuff on the walls. Then he could only watch in shock as she taken off her shoes and got on the bed above him. Jon could only listen as she got her self comfortable. Jon tried to get relaxed as he realized this could be a long wait as he replayed how this day went so wrong. Only the occasional sound for his daughter enjoying her self above him till he noticed she started to squirm allot. Jon's mind was racing trying to work out why she was starting to move so much when she would be so relaxed.

Jon was in for a shock of his life as he watched his daughter lift her hips up and he watched her pull her pink panties off. Jon's eyes popped wide open and his mouth fell fully open as it all clicked. The squirming was her getting worked up. Jon could only watch in shock as he is seeing what no dad should be seeing, and this is the first day he is with her. Ginger only confirmed his shock as she hiked her skirt up and had her knees up in the air. Jon was shocked to find out it seams that Ginger keeps her self shaven as he watches the slow movement of her hand as she start to play. Ginger had now started to enjoy her self and the sounds of her pleasure was clear with her on the bed above him. Jon was getting hard knowing a woman is in the room with him playing with her self right over him. If he could see threw the mattress he would be looking up at about her hips or just a bit below them. Then he noticed something that really shocked him. The pink panties Ginger had on did not stay on the bed. As her fingers is working her clit her panties is laying on the floor. To the side of the bed. Just another thing to tease the poor man trapped on the bed. So close but so far. Jon will need to wait to get closer to them as she gets more into playing if he can...

Jon was glad he left his cell on his bed on vibrate, turns out that was the only thing he did right today. Keeping it so no sounds would be heard if he got a text or call while he is trapped under the bed.
 
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Ginger sighed softly and continuously as her finger gently and somewhat awkwardly stroked her little clit. When she felt like she had gotten wet enough, her finger parted her glistening pink pussy lips - it was astonishing how snugly her delicate folds hugged at her slender finger.

"Ooooh," she moaned.

Her freckled face was becoming flushed as was her chest. Her bare breasts bounced lightly as her breathing started to pick up. "Please..."

Her finger slid up and down her young virgin slit - making gentle, wet squelching sounds as she did so. The little noise as well as her sighing and heavy breathing was practically deafening in the otherwise quiet room. Occasionally, her finger would pass over her love nubbin, and she'd buck her hips lightly. Her tight teen body looked as though it were eager for cock.

She must have felt empty or aching because her finger suddenly slid lower and dipped into her teeny tiny virginal entrance. Though, her voyeur would not have been able to see said tiny entrance, he might have noticed the way her young pussy seemed to resist her slender finger's entry.

It could only mean one thing.

Jon's daughter was EXTREMELY tight.

Her other hand had lightly played with one of her nipples before sliding down her body and toying with her clit once more. One finger rubbing her love button, and the other slowly diving in and out. Ginger looked so pleased, a gentle smile forming on her pretty red lips. "Ooooooh yes. Uhhhhn."

She spread her thighs wider - looking for all the world like an 18 year old slut.
 
Jon did not know where to keep his eyes at. On the mirror watching Ginger above him, or to look at his daughters panties. Jon watched mostly in the mirror tho as he listened to her sigh above him. Jon could wonder how new she is to masturbating. Jon couldn't really see what had changed but he knew something changed by the "Ohhhh" sound his daughter was making Then he heard "Please" as he could hear her breathing speed up. It wasn't till he could hear the gentle squelching sound knowing she was really into playing that he felt it was safe enough to reach to grab her panties. As Jon pulled Ginger's panties under the bed he got lucky that the front inside of her panties was pointing to him and next to his face. He could have both her panties and the limited view from the mirror watching her buck her hips now and there ... Jon was now watching Ginger fully as she seams to have to work hard to get her finger in. Ginger would have a really hard time with Jon's extra thick cock. Jon knew she must be tight and he could only wonder how tight she is in her pussy. It is very clear that Ginger is fully into her masturbation as she seams to be just letting her self make as much sound enjoying her self with no fear of being heard...How Jon could only wish he was on the bed with Ginger. Jon makes a note to get a special long pillow for her to cuddle with. Maybe Jon can spend some time inside of it's cover for her to use him as the pillow... For now he is stuck under the bed watching Ginger enjoy her self as she works her self up more and more...
 
Ginger's pink panties were cotton and in a simple bikini style. It seemed by the time she had taken them off, she had only been slighty wet - there was a small spot in particular where the juices on the crotch glistened in the light. Her panties carried a somewhat faint (though not entirely) hint of the heady aroma of her young pussy. A clean, somewhat musky scent. Should he attempt a taste test, he would be able to just taste a little of his daughter's cunny nectar - clean, a little salty, an almost undetectable hint of sweetness.

Ginger's fingers continued to play with her slippery virgin pussy - her movements started to become clumsier and more vigorous. Her breathing was becoming heavier. Her B cup breasts bounced with every breath.

Her thighs quivered. She was starting to moan more frequently - though, her moans were soft, simple sounds of enjoyment. It took quite a few numbers of minutes before she finally hit the little peak she needed. She arched her back, and tilted her hips, and she gave a small shudder and a moan before she fell flat to her bed. Her fingers lingered on her pussy a few moments, unmoving, as she caught her breath and basked in the afterglow of her orgasm.

Though, it seemed her orgasm had been a small one - not terribly powerful or satisfying. Perhaps that was why it was only a few more minutes later before her fingers started to work on herself again. The wet, squelching sounds coming from her playing with her virgin pussy were even more obvious now, and her scent was starting to linger in the room.

After several minutes of soft moans, grinding her hips, flying fingers, a simple beg of "please, please, please" - she came again - another little unimpressive orgasm.

.... She did this one more time before she seemed to tucker herself out and pulled her finger out of herself - which has started to prune a bit from being soaked in her juices. It seemed she had never tried using more than one finger in herself. Perhaps it had been a while since she had gotten a chance to masturbate - or perhaps ovulation explained why she might be so horny. In any case, she laid there for a few more moments until her breathing calmed. She sucked the juices off her finger, then she put her bra back on. She buttoned her top. Her skirt fell back to cover her most precious and private place - that forbidden place no father should be watching or have access to. That oh-so-tempting place.

She got up off the bed and seemed to look around the floor a moment. Then, she patted down her bed. She frowned. Where did her panties go? She didn't see any obvious sign of them. Hm. Perhaps they ended up under the covers? Did she put them in the laundry basket and just forget?

Ultimately, she shrugged her shoulders. She went over to a drawer and pulled out a new pair of panties - blue, and she stepped into them and pulled them on. She left the room for the kitchen, so that she could find something to rehydrate herself with.
 
Jon has mixed feelings as he was about to taste the wet spot. One part was saying do not do it, that is your daughter. Then there is another part that sees her as a woman he dose not know. Jon dose end up tasting her wet spot... Jon is glad he is wearing athletic shorts as they are easy for him to slip a hand into and start to rub his hardening cock as he watches the reflection of his daughter as she works her way to orgasm. Jon is only teasing his cock to make it feel good, but not close to cumming. Jon can only listen as she gets more and more closer to her orgasm. He has a smile on his face watching her get to bask in the afterglow.

Jon wonders if she will take a nap or go into the bathroom after she relaxes a bit. Jon is shocked to hear the sounds of her finger slipping into her wet hole again. The mattress laying on a thin wire network is holding her up above him as she plays. When she drops her hips to the bed it makes the mattress have a slight dip. As well as when she sits up the dip where her chest was gets removed from the underside of the mattress.

Jon can see her feet hanging over the side as he is unaware of the fact she is looking for the pink panties that is by his face. Jon can see her stand and hears the sounds of her messing with the blankets. Jon is wondering what she is looking for. It is not till he sees the new blue panties get lowered to the floor for her to step into and then she pulls them up her legs out of his sight. Jon at first thinks he is going to get lucky where he can sneak out of her room if she is going to the bathroom, but soon as he realizes that Ginger is only going to the kitchen Jon is very limited on what he can do. If Jon was a proper dad he would want to get out of her room and sneak into his bedroom. as her being in the main part of the house cuts off the option to get to the front door and act like he just came home. That would mean he would have to come up with a reason why Ginger did not see him if she peaked into his room when looking for her bedroom. Jon's other option the safest but one that will drive him the most crazy is if he is to stay under the Ginger's room. Tho this dose give him the option to slip into the closet she may want to use and risk finding him, or him staying under the bed. Jon could also try to hide under the over sized beanbag that is in the corner of the room, but he is not sure about if he wants to be under it if she sits or lays on it.
 
Ginger drank a large glass of juice - finishing it off down to the last drop with a satisfied sigh. She didn't understand her father's current plight and still wondered where he might be. At least, he hadn't come home too quickly. It would've been embarrassing and much too frustrating if she'd had to stop in the middle of what she had been doing earlier.

She made her way into the bathroom to freshen up a bit, shutting the door behind her.
 
With hearing the sound of the bathroom shut. Jon did not care what Ginger was up to, he just knew he needed to take this shot to get out of there. Jon takes advantage of this time and slips out from under the bed and slips into his room to hide Ginger's panties then speed walks down the hallway to the main door. Jon open it up and acts like he just came home as he calls out in a questioning tone "Hello? Anyone here?" as Jon walks over to the couch and turns on the tv with the movie guide up looking to see what is on to watch and try and bond with the woman he never really got to meet as a kid. Jon seens "Look who's talking" is about to start so he tunes in for that.

Jon tries to act clam and tries not to think of the 18 year old woman who just got her self off unknowingly above him.
 
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From inside the bathroom, Ginger had heard her dad call out and enter the home. A few minutes later, she exited the bathroom. She looked about the house a moment. "Dad? I'm here! Did you get my text?"

She found him in the living room on the couch with the TV on. "Hey there! It's me, Ginger." She smiled at him, a bit awkward but eager.

Although she barely remembered her daddy, she had always wanted a relationship (of the normal dad and daughter variety) with him, and the things she did remember about him were pleasant. Safe.

She moved around the couch and opened up her arms. "I know it's probably a little awkward - for me, too, but... Father-daughter hug?" she asked, hopefully.
 
Jon says "You will always be my little girl, come here and give your old man a hug" Jon opens his arms and smiles. Jon can not help but to give her a quick once over while he waits for her to come to him. Jon dose admire the sexy woman before him... His mind is filled with the 3 rounds she just got done as she masturbated unaware she was going it above him.

Jon also is smiling as he knows the opening of the movie is how a baby is made, and what a woman has to go threw when she is pregnant. Granted that the movie is a few years younger then him, but still is a good movie.
 
Jon says "This may sound odd, but I missed my little girl sitting on my lap as you grew up. Would you be willing to sit on my lap and watch the movie with me? Unless your to old then we can watch it side by side." As I say that I know my hard cock must be making a outline in my shorts. I can not help but to wonder if you will lower your hips to sit in my lap with my hard cock under you, or if you will pick to sit along side me.
 
Ginger smiled at that and gave her dad an awkward but sweet hug. Her B-cup breasts smashed against his strong chest, and his hard cock ended up pressed up against her flat tummy. She didn't have much in the way of experience hugging men (except her daddy when she was little), so she didn't question the clothed hard rod that poked against her tummy.

Her blue eyes lit up as her dad told her he had missed her and asked if she would be willing to sit on his lap just like old times. More than anything, she had missed having her father in her life, and she felt like there was so much missed time to make up for.

Having been sheltered by her mother and educated at an all-girls school that had no sex education classes, it did not occur to her at all that this would not be a good idea. Even though, she read shoujo manga (the most she'd ever seen was passionate kisses and romantic poetry) and had learned how to pleasure herself, there was still a lot she didn't know. She was too naive to understand that she was a grown woman now with lovely curves, breedable-looking hips, full B-cup breasts - temptation incarnate for any man including her father. Too innocent to know that sitting on a man's lap, especially when they were sporting an obvious tent in their shorts could invite all sorts of naughty trouble. At a certain point, it was simply not appropriate for a daughter to sit on her daddy's lap. She did not know this. She had lived without him for too long.

"Of course, dad! We need to get in some quality dad and daughter time!"

As soon as her father sat down on the couch, she moved to sit down on his lap. She adjusted her skirt somewhat so that it wouldn't tug down when she sat - which granted her father a quick glance at some of the uppermost portions of her gorgeous, creamy white thighs but sadly stopped just short of flashing him those blue panties he'd seen her step into earlier. She sat with her back leaned against his chest, her pert, tight panty-clad butt up against his pelvis.

Her clothed and still sopping wet from her earlier activity virgin teen mound had slid against his shorts-covered bulge. The clothed hard-on came to rest right up against the front part of her damp (despite her best efforts to avoid juicy panties) blue panty-covered little pussy. The stimulation against her most private parts caused the 18 year old to shiver noticeably. Clearly, she was still very sensitive from earlier.

Perhaps she knew at least enough to be a little embarrassed by the fact that a little jolt of pleasure had gone through her at sitting on her own daddy's lap. Her freckled face tinged pink a moment, and she tried to focus on the movie.

The music started to play, and the opening credits began to roll. A round ball thing fell into what looked like a soft, wrinkly mass of... something. She watched curiously.

Not a moment later, an army's worth of little white things with wriggly tails began to make swim their way through a tight-looking, soft tunnel. Judging from the dialogue, they were all very excited and seemed to be searching for something. Ginger tilted her head in bewilderment. She had no idea what was happening here.

"Is this a sci-fi movie? Are those aliens?"
 
Jon smiles and fold his hand around Ginger's belly letting his hands rest on her lap over the skirt. Jon says "No this is not a sci-fi movie, it is really more of a comedy, tho it dose show some facts of life. The mass of little white things is called sperm, it is what males make and the big thing is a woman's egg, what is in you for most of the month till you get pms." Jon was speaking in a bit amused but full of love and guiding tone.

Jon wanted to show he would be safe to ask any questions. To be there for advice or to teach Ginger about anything she needs to learn.

Jon adds in after a second pause "If you need to learn about sex, after the movie I will be glad to go over any of that with you. Answer any question you may have about your body or mine." Jon made his cock twitch flexing it pulling the head up to press into the underside of Ginger's hips.In hopes to make her wonder about a mans cock, if not get her teen hormones racing.

Jon's mind is still filled with the little flash she did of her thighs almost to where he knew her blue panties is wrapped around her hips. The sound Ginger's pussy made as she fingered her self and how wet it sounded. The smell and taste of her juices from her pink panties that is hidden in his room. Jon knew he was her father, but he was a man and Ginger was a very sex woman who seams to me lacking allot of info about sex. Jon was looking foreword to teaching her allot of hands on education.
 
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Ginger didn't protest as her daddy's big strong hands came to rest on her upper thighs over her black skirt. She just believed he was being affectionate.

"Sperm?" she repeated. They looked strange.

"You make things like that? Where? Why?" She hadn't heard of this before.

She watched as the vigorous sperm made their way to the cervix and slipped, almost sneakily inside. The egg sat there - unprotected - defenseless.

"I have an egg? Like a bird?" She looked a bit shocked by this information.

Unbeknownst to Jon and Ginger, there was not just one egg inside her very fertile and tight body. There were three. Also completely defenseless and likely eagerly awaiting insemination.

When Jon flexed his shorts-covered cock, the bulge slid sideways over the the still-aroused-from-earlier virgin girl's blue panties - caressing the swollen and glistening cunny lips underneath and bumping into her upper inner thigh. Ginger bit her lip to bite back what would've been a very soft noise. Her freckled cheeks reddened more - and entirely out of reflex and instinct - her thighs very slightly - almost imperceptibly parted.

She couldn't help but squirm a little as a result which had the unfortunate (or perhaps very fortunate - especially for Jon himself) effect of Ginger grinding her wet panty-clad mound against that shorts-covered bulge - which lightly brushed against her still very sensitive and lightly throbbing clit.

Ginger shivered again. "Ah." It was a slight gasp and a soft moan, and her cheeks reddened further. She forced herself to still. She watched the movie.

A single sperm started to penetrate the egg in an act that was very reminiscent of the penetrative act of sex itself - though Ginger did not know this.

"What's it doing to the egg?"

She turned to look at her daddy, looking slightly exasperated even while red-faced. "Of course, I know what sex is, dad."

She rolled her eyes a little. "My sex is female because I have breasts and a vagina. Your sex is male because you have a penis. Though, Mom told me I'm not supposed to say those words."

Oh. It was very clear that although Ginger was aware of what the difference between girls and boys were, she had absolutely no clue what sex was. There was a very good chance she had no idea what a man's penis looked like, either.
 
Jon say "After the movie, would you like to go to your room and I will show you about a male."

I smile and say "You have many eggs, your body lets one go at a time for a month then your body flushes it out when you have pms. That is why you bleed once a month. If you use tampons or pads."

Jon was amazed how good it felt to have Ginger on his lap. As she unknowingly tease her father more. A part of Jon wanted to slide his fat cock right up into his daughter tight little pussy. Jon knows that is going to have to wait tho...

Jon says the sperm is trying to get into the shell of the egg, the one lucky sperm gets to bond with the egg...

Jon says "You know what sex as in gender, but what about sex as in intercourse or love. The physical act when you people join and become one for a short time finding grate deal of pleasure with each-other... As a kid no you should not be saying the words, but as a young adult woman you need to know about what happens when a guys penis also known as a cock when it slides into a woman. How to be safe in the world as a adult. "
 
Ginger tilted her head. "Show me about a male? What do you mean dad?"

She listened to his explanations curiously - nodding her head absently. She was still keeping as still as she possibly could - for she had been embarrassed about the little noises she had made earlier.

"Intercourse? Love? You mean like when people kiss?" She did like the sound of pleasure certainly. Her clit throbbed a little needily - her father's bulge was still poking insistently at her inner thigh and part of the clothed rod was still pressed up against her moist panty-covered womanhood.

"When a guy slides his penis into a woman? Why would he do that? And how? Where?" Her brow furrowed in confusion. "I know how to be safe, dad. It's not like I talk to strangers or anything."
 
When asked about what Jon mean by showing her about the male. Jon say "After the movie I will have you feel all the bits of me from where the sperm is made and about my cock."

Jon smiles and say "Well kissing is where intercourse starts at, but there is allot more to it then that, but I can go over that after the movie. Unless you do not wish to watch the movie any more?"

Jon smile and nod as you say "When a guy slides his penis into a woman." Jon sigh when you ask "why would he do that? And how? Where/" Jon takes a few seconds before saying "Well there is a few places to go into to make a woman feel good. Some times folks want to just to feel good and pick random people like at party's, and some only do it with the person who they are in a relationship with. There is allot of different reasons why some folks do it with out thinking about the risks of catching something like a STD or getting knocked up."
 
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Ginger's blue eyes widened as her dad told her that he would show her his cock and about sperm. Although, she was curious about sperm. She was hesitant about the idea of seeing her dad's cock.

"But dad, Mom told me I shouldn't look at a boy's penis until I'm married."

She shook her head. "No! I want to watch the movie! It's interesting!"

Ginger still looked very confused as her dad tried to explain. "I meant where on a woman's body, dad. Also, what does knocked up mean?"

She didn't really know what STD meant, either, but knocked up was the weirder phrase.
 
Jon smile and say "Your mom is right about boys, but I am a man and this will be to teach you about biology. Boys would want to have sex with you."

Jon smile and say "When you have pms, you know that hole that you bleed out of? That is where a male would insert his penis into a woman to make her feel good, and also get her knocked up or pregnant. Say speaking of pms, do I need to buy you any tampon's or pads with you just moving in here or are you good for a while?"

Jon can not help but to flex his cock knowing its under my daughters hips, and it will send a reaction threw her body.
 
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Ginger nodded slowly with understanding. It made sense that her father would want to teach her things she didn't know about. That's what parents did, right? Teach their daughters things? "Okay, dad. That sounds like a plan."

Her eyes widened a little. So, that teeny tiny hole of hers that she sometimes pushed her finger into was where a man would put his penis? Well, it made sense that it would feel good, then, since she could make herself feel good doing that. It did make her more curious about the whole thing. "Oh. That makes sense. I always just kind of assumed babies got made somehow after you got married to someone."

She shook her head. "No. I have plenty of those for when I need them. It's not something I have to worry about for another couple of weeks."

If Jon knew anything, that meant his daughter, at that very moment, was fertile. Ovulating. Primed for getting knocked up herself.

Then, her daddy flexed his cock within his shorts, and that fat bulge slid over her panty-covered virgin mound - caressing the delicate and swollen cunny lips. But the very tip of his clothed cock ended up firmly pressed against his teen daughter's throbbing clit.

The effect was immediate and caused something of a chain reaction. A jolt of pleasure went through the red head's body once more causing her to shiver and moan softly. The act of shivering further stimulated her clit in a teasing manner, and she ended up grinding her covered sopping wet pussy onto her daddy's covered hard cock. This, of course, meant that the tip of that tent in her daddy's shorts rubbed at her sensitive little clit continuously.

Despite Ginger's best efforts to restrain herself, she ended up moaning a little louder and instinctively spread her legs slightly, much more noticeably and bucking her hips against her daddy's bulge - practically dry humping him (though, there was nothing dry about her - some of her moisture was even leaking through her panties and very slightly dampening her daddy's shorts). She shivered even more, her small, delicate hands balled into fists at her sides.

The act of spreading her legs meant that if her father didn't move his hands out of the way, they'd end up slipping between her thighs. She managed to regain some control and stopped moving. Her face was deeply red due to her arousal and embarrassment and some shame. She shouldn't be trying to play with herself using her daddy's lap. She was breathing heavily. Her clit throbbed and ached with intense need. She suppressed a whimper.

She wanted to stay and watch the movie. Bond with her dad. But she felt like if she didn't touch herself soon, she was going to go crazy. "Dad, uh, maybe I will stop watching the movie. I think I'm not feeling too good and need to lie down..."

She seemed like she might have been about to leave his lap.
 
Jon could only smile hearing she didn't need any tampon's or pad's for a few weeks. Jon though to him self that gave him a window to get in her panties, then he would have to wait a week before trying anything. Tho today he knew she would be getting her hands on his cock. Jon did not know if he was going to have Ginger give him a hand job to get him to cum so he can show her what it looks like, or if he would have to get him self off but he was going to let her see him cum.

When Jon flexed his cock he was glad he got a reaction out of her. Jon was not expecting what fallowed after the shiver to happen tho. Jon was still very please with the extra reaction Ginger did when she started to grind on his cock as she dry humped him. Then her legs opened and next thing Jon knew his hands fell in the middle of her legs.

When she started to talk about wanting to stop watching the movie and get up as she was not feeling good. Jon knew he worked her up and Jon taken this time be be a bit bold turning his fingers pointing to her hips. In hopes as if she started to hump his lap again they would brush on his finger tips till she slid her hips back then catch his finger tips on the next foreword swing of her hips. Jon says "I really wish you would stay on my lap. If you need to wiggle your hips that is fine with me. I just want you to enjoy your self out here with me." Jon then flexes his cock in hopes Ginger will stay on his lap.

Jon thinks to him self please stay even if se ends up sliding foreword more to use his fingers on her clit. I want you her to stay.... Jon can only hope to get lucky that she will be to horny to get off his lap.
 
Ginger listened to her daddy as he mentioned how he hoped she would stay on his lap. She felt a little guilty for wanting to leave to go play with herself. Of course he wanted her to stay. He hadn't seen her since she was a little girl. He wanted to spend time with her. And of course, she wanted to spend time with him, too.

But she felt so juicy and sensitive and ache-y down there. She really wanted some relief. She paused when he told her it was all right if she wanted to wiggle her hips. She considered this. Well, daughters bounced on their daddies laps, sometimes, right? True, she'd only ever seen that done on their knees, but still...

"I guess daughters do bounce and wiggle on their dad's laps, sometimes..."

He was giving her permission. It was a pretty normal thing, right? Maybe... Maybe not the pleasuring herself aspect of it. She wasn't sure about that. But... But she could stay. She could... Try?

She's barely able to think this through further when once again that bulge in his shorts caresses that sensitive, throbbing clit within her blue panties. She let out another soft moan and grinded against his covered rock hard daddy dick - stimulating her aching clit further and causing her juices to flow all the more.

"Oh. Oooh~" She bucked her hips again, practically lightly bouncing on his lap - her B cup breasts jiggling in time with her motions. Jon might have even been able to catch a brief glimpse down her shirt. And of course, due to her sliding her hips forward, she ended up meeting her father's fingertips. Although, it felt so, so good, she froze at realizing she had pushed her panty-clad pussy right against her father's fingers.

"Oh! Oh my gosh, dad! I'm sorry!" She thought she had done something wrong, and her freckled cheeks burned bright red. "I didn't mean to. I didn't know your fingers were there."

Sometime earlier when she had been bucking, she had instinctively spread her thighs a little more. Before it still looked innocent enough, but now, as a result of this instinct to allow easier access to herself, it was starting to look downright lewd. Slutty even.
 
As Ginger was thinking, Jon was about to pull his hands away so to let her get up and go to her room. Then he hear her say "I guess daughters do bounce and wiggle on their dad's laps, sometimes..." Jon could only hope his cock flexing would make her want to stay. Then she moaned and started to move her hips. That sound in Ginger's voice was driving him crazy as she went "Oh. Oooh~" as she bucked her hips. Then the magic happened, her pantie covered hips found his fingers.. When she said "Oh! Oh my gosh, dad! I'm sorry!" Jon could only kiss her cheek and says "If you are ok with them resting there, I would like to keep them there. You do not need to worry about your hips touching my hands sweetie."

There was apart of Jon that wanted her to grind her hips on his hand rather then his lap, tho if she was only comfortable with grinding on his lap he didn't want to push her to fast. Jon knew from being trapped under her bed she may take a bit to work off some of her horny energy. Jon did not know if he would try and slip a finger in her panties or his cock's head. Jon did know some time before she went to bed he would have something under her panties. Even if he had to do it as she slept. Thinking of slipping on her bed with her as she slept made his cock jump again.
 
Ginger bit her lip. "Are you sure it's okay? Mom said I'm not supposed to let anyone touch me there until I'm married."

Then again, he was her father. Perhaps he was an exception to the rule?
 
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