What Daddy Saw

[Corbie]

OOC: Incest story. 2 people to start: father and daughter.

Father:
Ray McCallister 43 years old.
6'1" tall
Black Hair, grey eyes.
Muscular
Divorced.

Daughter Ashley 18 years old
Small busted.
Everything else is up to the lady who plays her.

IC:

Ray was surprised by what he was feeling. It wasn't like he needed pussy. His girlfriend Dree, had a great figure--strippers were known to be jealous of her natural 36 DD tits and her wasp thin waist. And Dree was adventurous. She's suggested threesomes, foursomes, moresomes--outright orgies sometimes. Ray was getting great fucking from Dree.

But things had changed since his daughter Ashley had moved in. She'd bolted from her mom's house two days after her 18th birthday, and moved in with him. She didn't like her step-father. He'd done his best to be a responsible father, setting rules and curfews and everything. He couldn't explain his feelings. He'd get a hard on a lot of times when Ashley would come in the room. And it wasn't like she was dressing slutty--she dressed nice, but nothing over the top or revealing. But her presence made his 8 inch prick go hard in about three seconds.

There had been a couple of times he'd caught a glimpse of her changing in her bedroom. Usually it was just her in her bra and panties, but a couple times she'd been naked. She didn't have big tits like Dree--her nipples were pink and pointy and her tits tiny but perky.

He'd walk fast when that happened. She was his daughter after all. But the last time he'd seen her changing and saw those perky tits bouncing as she moved, he went into his room and jerked off. He was surprised at how hard he came.

OOC:

Need a woman to play Ashley. Check out what's already written about her and build the character from there.

 

[sonali00783]

OOc i would like to play ashley. Do you want me to post charac here or pm you?

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

When Ashley came in from her morning run, she found her father sitting at the kitchen table, a cup of coffee at his side and the Sunday morning paper in his hands. For a minute, she puttered around the kitchen in her shorts and sports bra, her long brown ponytail hanging straight down her back, making more coffee and putting away her IPod.

“Hey Dad.” Ashley greeted her father and put her hand on his bare shoulder as she bent down to kiss his cheek. She noticed he hasn’t showered yet and still smelled like… him, not that funky stuff Dree gave. “You’re up early.” She didn’t add…” for a man who is dating a pole dancing stripper who is built like a porn star” but she thought it and smiled as she reached into the fridge for a bottle of water.

She tilted her head back and thirstily drank the whole bottle, creating a long, nearly straight line from her head to the floor. Her breasts were small, her stomach was flat, her waist was narrow and her hips were slender- she was the picture of a young, healthy athlete. The summer sun had lightened her dark brown hair to a warm chestnut and given a golden glow to her skin and her recent exertions added a faint sheen of perspiration to her body.

She pulled together her breakfast, and joined him at the table with a bowl of cold cereal and a glass of juice.

“You don’t mind if I eat first and then shower, do you? I am famished. My date didn’t go well last night, so we never made it to dinner after the movie. We didn’t really even make it through the whole movie.” She considered how much she should tell him about last night’s debacle but said no more as he continued to read his paper.

(If this isn't what you had in mind, just let me know and I'll make it go away. )

 

[Corbie]

Coming back from a run Ashley was always sweaty, and that made her top stick tightly to her body, outlining her perky, pointy breasts.

"Just look in her eyes, you old pervert," Ray said to himself.

"Well, you know, hun, Dree needed some time with her kids as well, so we called it a night early. They were running up to Idaho for a family reunion, so she had to leave early as well. Besides, a little down time isn't necessarily a bad thing. It gives you perspective." Now I'm sounding like my old man, he thought to himself.

"Bad date last night?"

Ashley just nodded.

"How bad?"

The thought of some young kid getting his hands on his daughter made Ray crazy. He didn't know if it had anything to do with fatherly protection, or the fact that he was starting to get turned on by his daughter, himself.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

She twisted her lips in a little knot before speaking, “Bad enough that if I ever seen Jerry again, I will kick his ass. Although I think it would have been more impressive if I had said that to him, not you.” Her cheeks brighten with the blood that rushes to her skin, “He just decided, without consulting me, to take advantage of the dark and practically empty theater. Can you believe that? I couldn’t. I was like, no. He was all, oh yes baby. “In her agitation, she slipped into the conversational mannerisms of her peers until she catches herself. “It just went downhill from there until I made my daring escape.”

She wanted to spill her guts and tell him how frightened she had been. She wanted to cry perhaps, rest her head on his chest and tell him how much Jerry hurt her, and maybe even let him kiss her boo-boo. She wanted Daddy to fix it but couldn’t ask because she was too embarrassed. Anyway, she was a big girl, she had to learn to deal with things like that, and Jerry was much easier to handle than her stepfather had been. So, chin up, she told herself.

She jabbed her spoon into her cereal. “So, I’m giving up dating, can I have a puppy instead?” She asked with a grin.

 

[Corbie]

Ray felt his blood starting to boil. Weren't kids these days taught to respect women and not try and get their pants off, or skirt up?

"YOu should have kicked his ass right then, and not wait until you see him next. But you shouldn't have to worry about guys, though. With all the calls you get here, they're lined up around the block for you. You know, a puppy is as much work as a boyfriend." He winked at Ashley.

He left the room and went up to his. It just wasn't safe with her around. He kept having thoughts about his own daughter, for hell's sake!

As he stepped into the room, he noticed the laundry basket he'd brought up. Some of her underwear was on top. Damn it was slinky. Sure, Dree wore things even skimpier, but she was his girlfriend and not his daughter. He'd accidently seen Ashley in that pair before. Black lace and satin. The front barely covered everything, and the back. Well there was more there than a thong, but not much more. She been changing and dancing to the music when he'd seen her in these.

His cock suddenly got harder. He forced himself into the shower and made damn sure it was very cold.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

"You should have kicked his ass right then, and not wait until you see him next. But you shouldn't have to worry about guys, though. With all the calls you get here, they're lined up around the block for you. You know, a puppy is as much work as a boyfriend." He winked at Ashley.

Ashley can’t help but think after Jerry tells everyone what a prissy little bitch she is the phone calls will stop… Bit she can tell Dad is mad and she doesn’t want make it worse by complaining again. So she returns his wink with a grin and calls out as he leaves the kitchen –

“How ‘bout a gold fish? We all know what happens to them if they become too much work…. Flush!”

She finishes her cereal and straightens up the kitchen before heading to her room. She hears the shower running and calls out “Next!” as she passes the bathroom. In her room, she takes off her sweaty clothes and kicks them into the corner. Takes down her hair and gives it a firm brushing before digging around the room for her robe. Her room is in its usual state of disarray, although she claims to have a system. If you can count dirty clothes in the corner, clean clothes on every available surface as a system. She digs hurriedly as she starts to feel the chill of the morning air and finally finds it half hidden under the bed. She shrugs it on and ties it around her waist. She grabs a magazine and her headphones and lies down on the bed to read the latest Hollywood gossip and listen to some tunes while she waits for her turn in the shower.

 

[Corbie]

Ray finished his shower, but he didn't know if it did him any good. He'd just hide in his room until Ashley went to work.

What should he do about Jerry?

He saw Ashley slip past his bedroom on her way to the shower, and her robe was slightly undone, and he caught a glimpse of one of her pink pointy nipples--again.

This wasn't doing him any good. Immediately his cock popped up in reaction.

He needed Dree here to give her a good hard fuck to get rid of the images of his daughter. Then he got to wondering if Ashley played with herself in the shower. And his cock got harder. Pre-cum was now glistening on the tip. Hurriedly he dressed. But the thoughts wouldn't leave.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

“He’s everywhere.”

Ashley smiles as she steps into the shower, aware of the pleasant fragrance of her father’s soap. She picks it up and brings it to her nose, inhaling deeply as she idly wonders if the bar’s lingering warmth is from the heat of the water or from the warmth of his body. Just the thought of the thought brings a curious smile to her lips but she shrugs and puts his soap away.

She moves under the jets, and allows herself a contented sigh as the water falls onto her head and runs down her back.

Squirting the bottled soap on a bath scrubby, she curses softly as most of the soap flows over her hand. She tosses the scrubby onto the floor of the tub and runs her soapy hands over her body. Ashley, her skin is still smooth from yesterday’s intensive pre-date shower, strokes the perfumed soap over her warm flesh in a smooth gentle rhythm. She has a secret smile as she enjoys the feeling of the water’s sharp pulses striking her nipples before the warm flow creates its own path to the delicate space between her thighs. Leaning back, she carefully shifts her body, granting the water access to her most sensitive place. Sliding a soapy hand over the shaved skin between her legs a single finger teases into her sweet lips. She feels her breath come a little quicker as she reaches to steady herself, knowing not all of the wetness between her legs is water. She feels her heat rising as a random thought passes through her head, “If Dad could…

“Oh Christ! Daddy is still home.” She jerks as if the water suddenly turned to ice, appalled by the idea that he may some how figure out what she was doing, as if the great paternal radar warned a man whenever his daughter was playing with herself in the shower. Her face turns red but she laughs at herself, thanking god the paternal radar only works when he is home.

She finishes her shower, and quickly dries herself off. Wrapped up in her robe, Ashley bounces back to her room never wondering what that first uncompleted thought about her father would have been.

 

[Corbie]

Ray decided he'd spend the day doing errands, keeping out of the house as much as possible. That way he wouldn't have to deal with Ashley looking so hot and tempting him.

Dree was with her kids for the weekend, but Ashley had a date later that night so he'd come home after she left, and that would be that. This one wasn't Jerry, the little prick who had tried getting in her pants the night before, so Ray wasn't really worried.

His errands kept him going most of the day: the home improvement store, the gym, some shopping for a new suit.

After that he figured some time at a strip joint would take his mind off Ashley. After all, he knew which ones had t he girls with the biggest tits. After a couple hundred dollars, and time in the VIP room, he figured it would be safe to head home. Ashley should be gone on her date, and he could find a couple buddies to hit the bar with.

When he pulled up in the driveway, he saw a car he didn't recognize there. He was surprised because he thought they were going out for the night, and not staying in.

Ray came in the backway, and heard something on the tv in the big living room. He peeked around the corner, not wanting to frighten them, and he got the shock of his life.

His little girl Ashley was between the guy's legs sucking his cock, and it looked like she enjoyed it. Her top was open, and he could see her tiny, pointy tits, with their pale pink nipples.

The blood rushed to his head, and all he could hear was a roaring in his ears. He was glad they were so into that they hadn't heard him. HE backed out of the room, and quietly went upstairs.

His cock had responded for him. It was rock hard. Now he really couldn't get the image out of his head. His daughter giving head, and enjoying it.

He started stroking his cock even before he got it out of his pants. He sat on the bed, and pulled it out and began to jerk off, furiously. Soon he was on the verge of cumming, and he needed something to shoot his load in. He looked around, and the closest thing was the black pair of panties sitting on top of the laundry basket. He grabbed them and wrapped them around his cock and shot his load into his daughter's panties.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

It wasn’t even supposed to be a real date let alone a blowjob in front of the TV. Ashley and Eric were just going to grab a bite and then head to a party together. No biggie.

Until, one thing led to another.

Eric arrived on time but Ashley wasn’t ready, so she invited him in to wait. She couldn’t find the shoes she wanted, so she offered him a drink while he waited. They couldn’t agree on a restaurant so they laughingly agreed to order pizza. By the time the pizza arrived, they were sitting together on the sofa watching a movie. By the time the pizza was gone they were watching two of Hollywood’s hottest stars fucking like rabbits. By the time the simulated movie sex was over the real sofa sex was beginning.

Soon, Eric had his hands in her shirt, his fingers teasing her little pink nipples and she was sliding her hand down his pants.

“Eric, we can’t have sex.” Ashley’s voice is firm but she still has her fingers in the waistband of his jeans. Eric opens his mouth and is about register his complaint when she slips her hand farther down his waistband. “But that doesn’t mean either of us has to leave here feeling disappointed.” She feels his cock jerk under his hand. He knows what she means.

He even tries to be polite despite the hand massaging his cock through his jeans, “Ash, we can just go the party.”

How sweet, she smiles and she unbuckles his pants, “We still can, and just think how much easier it will be to pick someone up if we’re not looking desperately horny.”

Eric lift his hips as Ashley lowers his pants, she takes his cock in her hands and gives the head a little kiss, “So, what do you say to a little quid pro quo?”

Ashley buries her face between his legs, on her knees at his feet, licking, and tasting the head of his tool as her hands play along his shaft. Her lips lightly pressed against the head of Eric’s cock she slowly opens her lips, eagerly sucking him into her mouth. She relaxes as her tongue laps and her hands around him she opens her lips wider and takes as much of him into her mouth as she can. His hips lift up giving her even more. His hand clutching the cushions as his hips thrust, her head bobbing up and down on his cock, they don’t notice Daddy come home.

Her head bobbed back and forth, while her hungry mouth sucked and her tongue lapped, demanding that he cum. Her one hand on his balls teases while her other hand moves on his shaft, guiding him relentlessly into her mouth. His cock jerks in her hands as he shoot his cum into her mouth. “Oh god, Ash!” He lets out a sharp yell as he calls her name and her mouth works to swallow every drop he gives her.

Eric quickly recovers and Ashley is soon on her back on the couch with her legs spread, and his tongue lapping at her pussy. He is tentative and gentle, obviously inexperienced, but she is patient and willing eager to see him off to a good start. She makes suggestions, gives him directions, and is just about to draw a map, when his tongue finds the sweet spot that sends shivers through her body. She moans, and he bravely slides a finger her cunt. His tongue teases her clit, his finger pushes in and out of her as the walls of her cunt grasp at him, her hands grasp her breasts, and tweek her nipples as her body jerks and she cries out as she cums in is face.

A few minutes later, the conversation between the two teenagers is relaxed and friendly as they clean up themselves and the pizza. The good mood is broken when heading out the door Ashley sees her father’s car in the driveway. On the verge of panic, she doesn’t know what to do. Cry? Scream? Laugh? In the end, she sends Eric to the party without her and she goes upstairs to lock herself in her room.

 

[Corbie]

Ray sat there on the bed for a long time, his daughter's formerly cleaned panties in his hand, now soaked through with his sperm, his prick now flaccid.

"What the fuck have I done?" he asks himself. "Jerked off after watching my daughter give a guy a blow job. I should have fuckin' took the kid's head off and sent her to a convent."

Slowly he gets up from his bed, and tosses Ashley's panties in the dirty clothes hamper, again. Ray then went into the bathroom to wash the rest of the cum from his hands.

"What do I do now? I've got to fuckin' think, and here isn't the best place."

He headed back downstairs and got into his car. Where to go? He couldn't very well tell Dree what he'd just done. She was a mother with teen kids herself. He just pointed the car and drove. Finally he wound up a small town 90 miles away.

He just cruised the town until he found the red light district--the only cure at the moment. He found a hooker with huge tits, and bent her over trunk of his Mercedes and boned her and finally pulled out at the last minute and let his sperm shoot all over her face.

When he got back home, he went straight to bed. Surprisingly, he was up very early the next morning, and as he walked down the hall the kitchen, he noticed Ashley's bedroom door is slightly open. He knew he shouldn't look, but now he just couldn't help it. He peeked in, and saw his daughter nude on the bed, her legs wide open, and her hand busy between them, the other hand was squeezing her own tits rhythmicly, as she moaned ever more loudly.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

She got up early; she wanted to be in and out of the shower and out of the house before her Dad got up. She sat down on the edge of her bed as she toweled her hair dry. She could put off seeing him for another day… maybe even think of something to say…Something like. “Hey Daddy, did you see me sucking off Eric? Your little girl makes you proud, huh?” or maybe. “So, how did I look with Eric face I my pussy, Daddy? Ya want a picture of that for the family album?” She buries her face in her hands.

“Aw shit. Dad, I'm sorry.”

She rolled onto the bed and stared up at the ceiling. She just stared for a while. Then she closed her eyes, just trying not to think. Her hand lifted to her face to push a curl out of her eyes, its job done the hand settled on her breast. Her palm gently ran back and forth across the tip of her little nipple, coaxing it attention. She pinched one nipple as her other hand played with her other nipple. When her hips started lifting against empty air, her pussy demanding attention too, she slid her hand down her stomach and between her thighs. She easily slipped a finger into the little wet hole. She moaned as her long finger moved in and out, and moaned again as she slid another finger in he hole. Her other hand grabbed and squeezed her little tits, pinching the nipples until pink turned to red. Her moans grow louder as her fingers move faster and harder in and out of her cunt. Despite the pleasure she is trying to give herself, or maybe because of it, her brows draw her face into a frown even as her actions intensify.

She shakes her head, as if talking to herself.

She raises her knees and lowers her hand from her tits to her clit, while her other hand is still moving in and out. She rubs her clit softly and slowly at first, then harder and faster. She groans as she pinches it and pulls on it. With one last groan of frustration, she rolls over onto her stomach and buries her face in her arms.

“Aw shit. Dad, I'm sorry.” She mumbles into her arms.

 

[Corbie]

Ray's eyes were glued to the performance, watching his little girl finger herself--watching that delicate finger pump in and out of her pussy, watching her play with her own nipples, seeing them swell and harden. Seeing the thin patch of hair on her cunt.

He couldn't stop himself from watching as her hips arched off t he bed as kept going. The images of the hooker he'd had the night before started filling his mind, his cock sliding in and out of her cunt, only to be replaced by an unbidden image of his own cock now pumping in and out of his daughter's twat.

He saw what he'd seen the night before--her sucking the kid's dick, only now in his mind he was looking down at her as she sucked daddy's prick. He shook his head.

Then there was an image of fucking Dree doggie style in hte middle of a big swing party, only to see that image also melt into an image of his daughter on her hands and knees, taking his cock from behind, him mauling those tiny, pointy tits.

He saw her finish and roll over and heard her begin to cry. Now he felt guilty, peeking on his daugher's most intimate moments. He tiptoed away.

Later as he went down to breakfast, he was eating alone. Ashley came down, but she was dressed in a huge flannel robe. Her eyes were still puffy, red from her crying.

"Hey kid, what's the matter." He was glad now that he could be a father--give her advice, help her. Unfortunately, seeing her red-eyed hadn't made his hard on wilt.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

“Morning, Dad.” As she leans down to kiss his cheek.

She pours a cup of coffee for herself and sits down at the table across from him, cupping it in her hands as she looks down.

She finally looks up, her puffy red eyes tryig to meet his, and she feels her cheeks turn red as she smiles nervously, “About last night, Dad. I… umm… you didn’t say good night or come in to meet Eric.”

Good god, she does not want to talk about it, but she cannot stand the idea of it just hanging there, between them. She knows if she does not take care of it now it could hang there, forever, like a wall separating them. She cannot imagine anything worse than that, she does not want anything ruining the closeness they always shared, and the relationship they are establishing now that they are together again. It would not be his fault; it would be hers so it is up to her to fix it.

“I thought, maybe, it was because you saw something embarrassing and you were trying to spare my feelings. But don’t worry, I’m a big girl. If you need to talk about it, that’s ok with me.”

She resists the urge to bury her face in her hands, its coming out all wrong. Its not want she means to say. God, I sound like a mother getting ready to explain where babies come from.

 

[Corbie]

Ray found himself torn. He couldn't admit that he'd seen her sucking the guy's cock. He knew how humiliating it would be for her if he acknowledged seeing her sword swallowing act the night before.

But he was also hoping she might lean a little further forward and let him get a glimpse of her tit, pink, tiny and pointy.

"Who's Eric? I saw a car out front last night, but I was tired, and just headed up to bed. I figured at your age, you didn't need me sticking my head in to chaperone you. You are a big girl after all." With a fuckable body, he finished in his mind. You old fucking pervert!

"There's nothing I need to talk about." Except that the more I see my own daughter, I want her riding my prick.

 

[impish_pixie]

As

“Oh.” She smiles. “Ok” she smiles happily as the awful tension she has been carrying since last night fades.

She leans and reaches across the table and puts her usual milk and sugar in the black coffee she was holding but not drinking.

“Oh, well. I guess you did not miss anything. I do not think I will be seeing him again. Nice guy but he wasn’t my type.”

She takes a sip of her coffee, then smiles at her father. When she is certain he is looking at her, and he can see how much she loves him, she says, “Thanks, Dad, for not letting me get all goofy and stuff.”

She pushes her hair over her shoulder, "So, what's on your agenda for today? Do you have plans with Dree? If you don't maybe we can see a movie later or something."

 

[Corbie]

Ray didn't know what hit him. It all came out. If he'd tried keeping it in, his teeth would have probably exploded.

"Do you always suck the cock of the guys who aren't your type?" Shit, there it was. Out, and he hadn't wanted to say a thing?

Ashley was stricken, looking at him with horror.

"I think it's time you learned some discipline, young lady. I guess your mother didn't give you much."

Ray stood up and grabbed his daughter by the arm Next thing he knew, he had her over his knee, the flannel bathrobe flipped up exposing her very naked ass.

His hand came down on her cheeks, two, three, four, five times. He was wearing shorts and his cock was as hard as he had ever felt it. Worse, he knew it was poking right between Ashley's tits, she had to feel it.

He didn't know what to do next. He didn't let her up, h e was horrified at spanking an 18 year old daughter, at wanting to fuck her, at everything.

Ray wanted to make it right. He pulled her up and kissed her on the forehead.

"I'm sorry honey. I don't know what happened. I'm so sorry--for everything." He let her go now, but she stayed, sat in his lap, looking at him. "I guess your old man's a fuckin' perv."

He stood her up and quietly walked out of the room, shoulders sagging, furious at himself for letting her get to him sexually, and because he had spanked his sweet daughter.

Ray locked himself in his room. He threw himself on the bed, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the panties he'd jerked off into on the floor.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

Ray didn't know what hit him. It all came out. If he'd tried keeping it in, his teeth would have probably exploded.

"Do you always suck the cock of the guys who aren't your type?" Shit, there it was. Out, and he hadn't wanted to say a thing?

Ashley was stricken, looking at him with horror.

Oh, god… he did see, “Dad, I’m….” she tries to explain but he cuts her off.

"I think it's time you learned some discipline, young lady. I guess your mother didn't give you much."

Ray stood up and grabbed his daughter by the arm Next thing he knew, he had her over his knee, the flannel bathrobe flipped up exposing her very naked ass.

Ashley doesn’t quite believe this is happening, she can’t believe the he’s really going to spank her but then she feels the cool morning air on her exposed ass and squirms to get away, “Please, Dad…”

His hand came down on her cheeks, two, three, four, five times. He was wearing shorts and his cock was as hard as he had ever felt it. Worse, he knew it was poking right between Ashley's tits, she had to feel it.

Her words are cut off by the crack of his hand on her ass and the yelp she lets out. She cries out again and again, for the second and third whack. Hard and painful but not brutal. Her ass is sore by the fourth blow and with the surprise of the strike past, she doesn’t cry out , she groans and collapses into his lap she can feel his cock pressing into her tits, and a pleasant tightening in her belly that only intensifies with the final blow. She waited for the next one but it never came.

He didn't know what to do next. He didn't let her up, h e was horrified at spanking an 18 year old daughter, at wanting to fuck her, at everything.

Ray wanted to make it right. He pulled her up and kissed her on the forehead.

Ashley wasn’t horrified, she was confused and in conflict.

"I'm sorry honey. I don't know what happened. I'm so sorry--for everything." He let her go now, but she stayed, sat in his lap, looking at him. "I guess your old man's a fuckin' perv."

She looked at him, saying nothing, just shaking her head until she whispered, “No, Daddy, it’s not true.”

He stood her up and quietly walked out of the room, shoulders sagging, furious at himself for letting her get to him sexually, and because he had spanked his sweet daughter.

Ray locked himself in his room. He threw himself on the bed, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the panties he'd jerked off into on the floor.

It took Ashley a few minutes to gather the courage to follow him, but she knew she had to. Whatever is going on between them, it cannot be left like this. She knocks on his door.

Her voice is soft and pleading, “Please Daddy, you have to talk to me. This isn’t fair.”

“Daddy?”

“Daddy? If I suck another cock, will you spank me again?”

 

[Corbie]

Her voice is soft and pleading, “Please Daddy, you have to talk to me. This isn’t fair.”

“Daddy?”

“Daddy? If I suck another cock, will you spank me again?”[/B]

Ray lay face down his bed, feeling like a teenager who'd been caught smoking a joint, or jerking off by his mother.

Then he heard Ashley at his door.

HE couldn't believe what he was hearing. She wanted a spanking? She actually asked him to suck another cock.

What was happening? Now all he could think of was seeing her pussy lips around her slender finger...

"It's not right, sweetie," he called through the door. But he couldn't ignore the hardness of his prick.

"Daddy. I felt what was between your legs. You were hard."

"That's why I'm a pervert."

"Daddy. . ."

HE could imagine her hard little nipples. that sweet pink cunt.

"Daddies shouldn't be thinking of doing things like that to their daughters." But the more he thought of it the thought of those lips locked around his cock were tempting...

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

"Daddies shouldn't be thinking of doing things like that to their daughters." But the more he thought of it the thought of those lips locked around his cock were tempting...

… and what does that make daughters who think of their fathers?, she wants to ask.

She sits down on the floor outside his room, resting her head on the door.

“One cock isn’t enough? What do I have to do? How many then, Daddy? There are five on a basketball team, nine on the baseball team and I don’t know how many on the football team but some of those boys are huge, I bet they have cocks to match.”

She knows she is being ridiculous but she wants to get a rise out him, she needs him to open the door. She wants to confess, tell him that she is a pervert, too. Admit that she thinks about him when she is alone, touching herself. She imagines they are his hands touching her when she cums… Confused and scared by her own feelings, selfishly, she wants him to stop worrying about himself and comfort her. But he can’t do it through a closed door.

Her voice takes on an edge of childish temper, “I bet there is at least one monster cock on the team, the one all the girls are afraid to let near them. Do I have to let him fuck my face or… rip open my cunt? Will that do it? Or will one at a time never be enough? Do you need me to do a whole team at the same time?”

Sitting on the floor, she sobs as tears fill her eyes. “What if I let those rough nasty boys fuck all my holes? My mouth, my cunt…. My ass. Let them cover me with cum….?”

“Will that be bad enough, Daddy?”

 

[Corbie]

Ray couldn't stand hearing his little girl talk so dirty. This was the little blonde cutie who got so excited at Christmas adn talked about what Santa would bring her. She had sat on his lap and kissed him when he scared away the monsters that kept her awake at night.

Now to hear her talking about taking on the whole basketball team--it was equal parts of disgust and excitement. His hard on hadn't shriveled in the least. It was still raging.

But hearing her was too much.

HE pulled open the door to his bedroom.

"Don't talk like that. I can't stand to hear it. You're too young to think about such things."

He looked down at her, and her robe had come undone slightly giving him a glimpse at her small tits and pointy nipples.

"I'll send you to a convent, a private school."

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

Ashley looks up at her Dad and smiles; he isn’t hiding from her anymore, now everything will be alright. He is making threats but it is better than nothing.

"I'll send you to a convent, a private school."

She shakes her head and continues to smile up at him.

“I’m eighteen, you can’t send me anyplace don’t want to go. You can kick me out of your house, if you want to.” Her smile falters nervously, “Mom will take me back, and good ol’ Chuck will be thrilled to have me. Or I can quit school; get a couple of jobs and a place of my own. I can go anyplace I want, if you don't want me but you can't make me go anyplace.”

“You’re not really going to kick me out, are you?” She chews on her lip as she looks up to him… she wonders...if I ran my hand up his thigh and into his shorts... Ashley can see herself rubbing her cheek against the hard muscle of his thigh, the coarse hair bristling along her smooth skin, her hand reaching up to...

She stops chewing and licks her lip before swallowing hard. "I'll be good, Daddy. I promise." Her shoulders slump and she hangs her head, blinking away her tears. If he sees her cry, she knows things wil only get worse, she has to be a big girl.

 

[Corbie]

"Do you really want a spanking? Where did you learn to talk like that?" He finally stopped fighting it and got an eyefull of her tight little tits, as she sat there. Then something else she said struck him.

"Chuck? What the fuck did he do? I take the motherfucker apart if he touched you."

But still the images wouldn't leave his brain--Ashley sucking the kid's cock, Ashley finger fucking herself, Ashley dancing in front of the mirror, both nude and clothed. And all that kept his cock hard. And now the image of Chuck maybe laying a hand on his daughter. He'd kill the man, but that gave him another image he didn't want in his brain, that of a stiff cock sliding in and out of his daughter's cunt. Those lips stretched almost too far taking a fat cock.

 

[impish_pixie]

Ashley

"Do you really want a spanking?

Without raising her head, Ashley nods. Yes, Daddy. I want a spanking, I want to feel your hand on my ass...I want to feel your cock pressing against my tits...

Where did you learn to talk like that?"

“The usual way, by listening to what others say. Teenagers talk about sex, a lot. We think about it and when we can get away with it, we do it.”

"Chuck? What the fuck did he do? I take the motherfucker apart if he touched you."

Ashley shakes her head, “He never touched me, he tried to corner me a couple of times… but that didn’t work out for him. And once when mom was out he showed me his co..ppenis, while he was stroking it. He offered to um… break me in, if I didn’t tell mom. It made me sick, he made me sick.”

She runs her fingers through her hair, “Then I came here, I knew I’d feel safe with you. And I do, I do feel safe… its just that…now I feel other things too.”