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Daddy's Girl (M/f-teen, inc, fath-daut)
by Scorpio00155 (scorpio00155@my-deja.com)
***
A single father finds a most unusual way to disapline
an unruly daughter. Unusual and quite pleasurable.
***
It hadn't been easy bringing up my daughter single
handed after her mother died, though I never told Jackie
that her mother was leaving both of us when her car
crashed. I'd been left with an eighteen month old baby
which forced me to give up my job, thankfully my wife's
life insurance money was enough to keep us if not in
style at least in decency.
My daughter had been a handful from the word go, by the
time she was five she had worked out how to get around
me most of the time. When she had started school I had
tried going back to work for a while, but I had spent
too much time away from people, all my energies having
been devoted to raising Jackie to the exclusion of all
else.
So I ended up at home again, I tried to get involved in
my daughter's school, but to my surprise I found myself
virtually rejected by the mother's that formed the
parents association despite all my efforts to help.
Despite this I made sure that I took an interest in my
daughter's schoolwork and her gay chatter about each
day's events. Gradually she grew up, her interests
turned to things other than dolls and I found myself
having to put my foot down on more than one occasion
where boys were concerned.
As for me I had no social life outside school functions
and events that I attended religiously, naturally as a
normal healthy male with normal healthy appetites this
was a great frustration and when the frustration grew
too much I would use the services of a prostitute. My
life had come to a virtual standstill since the death of
my wife and had remained that way while my daughter grew
up. Now here we were nearly seventeen years later,
Jackie had just turned a very beautiful eighteen while I
was thirty-seven and feeling every one of my years.
Across the room from me Jackie lounged on the couch, her
short dress riding up her legs as she smiled cheekily at
me, however, she had picked the wrong time to try her
cute little tricks with me. This latest trick of hers
was her most frustrating, she would wear skimpy clothes
that were designed to show off her body while she
wheedled me for something and she had a great body to
show off, but it was also a major source of frustration
and she knew it. It had been added to her arsenal of
tricks six months back and had fast become her favourite
method of 'persuading' me to let her have her way and it
normally worked.
But on this day I was not in the mood for her tricks, I
was in a foul mood. Not that Jackie was to blame for it,
the whole day had contributed in one way or another, but
I suppose two things had really made my day for me,
first was being turned down for a job by being bluntly
told I was too old and second was receiving a phone call
from the woman I had been dating, the first woman I had
dated in nearly seventeen years, telling me that she
thought I was too boring and would not be seeing me
again.
These rejections on top of a number of small, niggly
frustrations had set me to drinking heavily throughout
the evening, which had made my mood even worse. Now my
daughter was trying to persuade me to let her go to a
party being given by a boy that the whole neighbourhood
knew was not only a drug dealer, but an addict as well.
"C'mon dad," Jackie wheedled in her best little girl
voice, "I promise to be a good girl."
"I said no and I mean no." I snapped.
I had to admit that it amazed me that at eighteen my
daughter still asked me for permission to go places,
even stranger was the fact that she generally acceded to
my decision. Mind you she generally managed to get me to
agree to what she wanted anyway so I suppose I shouldn't
be that surprised really, it was almost a game between
us. Only this time I had no time for her games, I felt
too frustrated both mentally and physically and was half
cut from the scotch I'd drunk. In fact I was still
brooding on having been told that I was old and boring
and at that moment in time I felt like lashing out at
something, anything, to relief my frustration.
"Is poor dadums in a bad mood then?" she grinned
saucily.
"You are not too old for a good spanking, young lady," I
replied sharply, "and any more of your cheek you'll get
one."
"Ooh daddy," she laughed, "I'm so fwightened."
It was too much for me, this, on top of everything else,
made something inside me snap and I pushed myself out of
my chair, crossed the room, pulled Jackie to her feet,
sat on the couch and pulled her down across my knee. As
she fell forward Jackie squealed then wriggled on my
legs, I was suddenly very aware of her young boobs
rubbing against my thigh then I raised her dress and
sucked in a sharp breath. The little minx was not
wearing panties; the globes of her bottom and the
pouting lips of her pussy lay open to my disbelieving
eyes as I raised my hand. Jackie was abruptly still
across my legs as I stared at her backside, my hand
hovering in mid-air as my anger melted away to be
replaced by something even worse, desire.
Lowering my hand slowly to her bare bottom I stroked her
perfect skin and my desire turned to lust, I was shocked
by my actions yet seemed unable to stop myself as I
stroked my way to her pussy. As my fingers traced the
outline of her pussy lips then rubbed along her slit
Jackie began wriggling on me again, I felt ashamed of
myself nevertheless I continued to caress her soft,
warm, moist pussy.
Then I found her clit, with trembling fingers I rubbed
the tiny button and heard my daughter sigh, her
wriggling stopped and her bottom raised slightly as
though to make access easier for me. As I played with my
daughter's clit I felt my cock swell to erection,
trapped under her body as it was it felt uncomfortable,
it was also an unexpected turn on especially when she
began to squirm gently on me.
Possessed by the demon lust I played with my daughter's
clit while my palm pressed along her slit, her juices
making my skin slick as I forced them to flow, her
squirms became tremors and I moved my fingers to her
tight young hole.
"Daddy!" Jackie gasped as my fingers slid into her.
She began to wriggle again, but her motions only seemed
to help my fingers as they thrust into her, her body
seemed to rise to meet my every stroke yet I could feel
her trying to move away from me, my other hand pressing
her down across my legs with greater force. The feel of
her pussy gripping my invading fingers and her juices
wetting my skin made my excitement grow, I knew what I
was doing and that it was wrong, but it was as though I
was out of control, the more I did the more I wanted to
do and I knew that unless Jackie managed to escape I
would take her.
Even as I finger-fucked my daughter I felt ashamed of my
actions, but my lust, my desire, my hunger seemed to
overwhelm me, to drive me on. Again Jackie's body
trembled as I forced her to a minor climax, as she
gasped and pleaded with me I lifted her to her feet at
the same time rising with her, holding her firmly to me
to prevent her escaping. Pushing her out to arms length
while holding her upper arms in a tight grip I stared at
her, with a mind of its own one of my hands grabbed the
front of her flimsy dress and tugged sharply and with a
harsh ripping sound the material parted to reveal her
naked body to my hungry eyes. Under the dress she had
been totally naked!
"Please Daddy!" she gasped as I threw the tatters of her
dress across the room.
Her words fell on deaf ears, for a moment I took in the
beauty of her lush young body, the swell of her boobs,
her hard nipples, and her light bush of pubic hair that
could not hide the swell of her pussy lips. Holding her
with one hand I struggled with my own clothing, tugging
and pushing at it with desperate haste until I was at
last as naked as my daughter, then I pushed her to the
floor, almost throwing her down. Kneeling beside her I
held my daughter's body down with one hand while the
fingers of the other invaded her pussy once again,
leaning down I kissed her full on the lips, her
struggles pressing her lips to mine as though in
welcome.
Moments later I parted our lips and moved my mouth to
one of her nipples and as I sucked the hard bud into my
mouth Jackie sobbed, all the while my fingers thrust
into her pussy, forcing her body to respond to my
lecherous attentions. As I teased her nipple with my
mouth and tongue and thrust my fingers into her pussy I
stretched my thumb to her clit, rubbing and teasing her
tiny button until she gave a cry.
My daughter's body shook as I forced her to climax, her
voice calling out to me, pleading with me, but I was
deaf to her pleas, sickened and excited by what I was
doing, unable to control my lust I moved my hand from
her pussy, my mouth from her nipple and shifted until I
knelt between her legs. Licking my lips I leant forward
and thrust my tongue into her hole, her juices filling
my mouth with their sweet sticky flavour and my body
with an insatiable desire, Jackie writhed as I lapped at
her pussy, but my hands held her firmly, too firmly for
her to avoid my attentions.
Again her body shook and again I moved, this time my
mouth settled around her clit, my tongue pressing and
circling it as I sucked, I heard her cry out as yet
another orgasm was forced upon her, her pussy grinding
up to my face as she surged to free herself, her hands
tugging at my shoulders in an effort to move me away
from her.
All to no avail, however, her cries fell on lust-
deafened ears, her strength insufficient to affect me
other than to increase the shame I felt deep inside me.
Moving my mouth back to her hole I lapped and probed at
her with my tongue, I savoured the taste of her juices
as they flowed from my tongue into my mouth as I drove
her to another climax and only then did I kneel up, my
eyes gazing at her naked body like a starving man's at a
feast.
"Daddy please!" Jackie whispered.
Her words made me hesitate for a moment, but only for a
brief moment, the beast that had woken within me would
not let me stop. Sliding forward I probed at her pussy
with my cock, my hard shaft sliding along her slit as I
tried to gain entry then I felt my knob press to her
hole, felt it penetrate a little. As I thrust myself
into my daughter's pussy with one long hard stroke she
cried out, her voice trailing off in a sob as our groins
met sharply, for a few brief seconds I lay still,
savouring the feel of her pussy around my prick, her
muscles gripping me even as she bucked beneath me to
push me away.
Then, like a wild animal, I began thrusting, there was
nothing gentle about my movements, nothing loving just a
desperate need for fulfilment, for satisfaction, a
double-edged satisfaction of guilt and pleasure.
In her struggles Jackie's body seemed to be matching my
movements, her hips rising as I thrust down into her
pussy, cries, gasps and sobs bursting from her throat as
I fucked her without mercy, without any thought but my
own desire, even so I forced her to climax again and
again before I finally felt my balls tighten.
With one last deep thrust that made Jackie scream I felt
my seed rise hotly along my prick to explode in a burst
of bliss into her depths and as I came my daughter
sobbed and stiffened beneath me. For a few moments I
remained still, my body tense as the sheer power of my
climax sent overwhelming signals throughout my nervous
system then, with a gasp, I relaxed, my body dropping to
crush my daughter beneath my weight.
For a full minute I lay over my daughter, my mind slowly
clearing as the seconds passed, her sobs fuelling the
shame and guilt I felt at what I had done and with a
feeling of shock and sickness I rolled off her trembling
body. Sitting up I stared in horror at Jackie, she lay
on her back, her head turned away from me, her arm over
her eyes, her body shook and I could hear her sobbing,
from her pussy my juices started to seep in a white,
sticky stream. Tears of shame sprang to my eyes as I sat
in shock at what I had done, unable to believe that I
had raped my own daughter yet forced to believe it.
"Jackie," I whispered as I buried my face in my hands
"Jackie, I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me."
She sobbed at my words, I knew that there was nothing I
could say, nothing I could do to comfort her, after what
I had done she would never be able to trust me again and
I knew what I had to do. Rising to my feet I walked
towards the phone, but before I could pick it up Jackie
sat up and looked at me with eyes that held no tears,
she smiled up at me then giggled.
"Do you know how long" she said softly "I've been
waiting for you to do that? Three years, three long
years. I've tried everything to get you to fuck me short
of begging you."
To say I was confused was an understatement; I was
stunned! With an unsteady step I moved to the nearest
chair and fell into it, my eyes never leaving my
daughter's, what I saw there held more weight than her
words had, they glowed with satisfaction, with
fulfilment and I couldn't believe it. All her struggles,
all her cries, all her sobs had not been pleas to me to
stop, her struggles HAD been her body moving with mine,
her cries HAD been of encouragement and her sobs,
Christ, her sobs HAD been from sheer exhilaration, the
sheer bliss of her orgasm. The sheer knowledge that I
had not raped my daughter eased my feeling of guilt and
shame somewhat, but not completely, what we had done was
still wrong, still against the law.
"Why?" I breathed the question.
"Daddy," she smiled as she stood up and came to sit on
the arm of my chair "dearest, darling daddy. Because I
love you."
"But..." I began.
"No buts," she said softly "I love you daddy and I
wanted you. I only wish it had not taken so long for you
to see my signals."
"I didn't," I muttered "I thought I had raped you."
She put her hand under my chin, leant forward and kissed
me, our roles suddenly reversed, me the child that
needed comforting, her the kindly parent. As our lips
met I felt the stir of excitement in me again, it was a
shock to discover that I still desired my daughter as a
woman.
"Dad," Jackie said firmly as our lips parted moments
later, "I don't want any other man but you in my life.
No-one makes me feel the way you do, no-one can excite
me the way you do."
"But it's wrong." I whispered.
"Who says it is wrong?" she replied forcefully "Some
judge in his ivory tower, some priest in his pulpit? How
can what I feel be wrong? How can what we shared be
wrong? I've watched you over the years daddy, the
sacrifices you've made for me, the loneliness you've
endured for me, it all added up to the fact that you
loved me more than anything else in the world."
"But Jackie," I protested "a father has to love his
daughter."
"Not to the exclusion of everything else, including his
own happiness." she retorted, "Stop thinking with your
head and think with your heart. Admit it, you love me as
much as I love you and deep down you know it!"
Her words hit home hard, for so many years I had denied
the feelings I'd had towards my daughter yet she had
somehow sensed them. She knew me better than I knew
myself, knew I loved her in a way that a man loved a
woman and as a father yet I had never dared to show her
that love or to express my feelings in any way other
than parental. Yet even now I hesitated, the years of
obeying the law as regards incest too deeply set in me
to be laid aside in a moment.
"I..." I faltered as I looked into her eyes "Jackie, I
do love you, but I..."
"I know you do," she smiled as she slid off the arm of
the chair onto my lap.
The touch of her warm skin sent thrills through me
wherever it touched me; my cock twitched under her as it
began to return to life and at that moment I knew life
could never be the same. For the first time in many,
many years I felt contentment and happiness, I knew that
in time I would get over the feeling of guilt my
upbringing had forced on me and somehow I knew Jackie
would help in this.
"Where do we go from here?" I sighed.
She smiled and wriggled on my lap, her skin rubbing on
my cock in an exciting way while at the same time
sending a clear signal as to where she wanted to go
next. I laughed and kissed her lightly.
"Not yet you sex mad baggage." I said.
"Aw pwetty pwease." she pouted at the same time rubbing
herself on me even more firmly.
"Be serious" I responded "for a moment."
"Dad there is no problem at all." she sighed, "Everyone
knows you are my father and that I live at home. We just
go about things as though nothing was out of the
ordinary, outside we can be father and daughter, and
inside we can be like husband and wife or lovers. Now
that's settled will you for God's sake fuck me!"
She bounced in my lap which of course sent a thrill
through my cock and although I wasn't convinced that
everything was as simple as she made it sound I decided
to enjoy the moment to the full, especially as she was
giving me little choice in the matter. Our lips met in a
passionate kiss that sent my blood racing, reaching up
with one hand I teased her nipples while my other
dropped to her pussy to play with her clit and to invade
her eager hole while her bottom pressed and rubbed on my
hard cock.
This time there was no beast riding me, I was fully
aware of my actions and in control of them, this time I
took the time to savour every inch of my daughter's body
with my hands before lifting her in my arms to lay her
on the floor so that I could savour her again with my
mouth.
Within minutes of our kiss Jackie was climaxing, her
body shaking as her voice rose in cries and sobs that I
now realised were sheer enjoyment of the things I was
doing to her and when I lay her on the floor to kiss my
way over her body Jackie almost shrieked with
excitement. While I used my mouth and tongue to please
my daughter she took my cock in one of her hands,
rubbed, and squeezed my hard flesh in a way that was so
delightful it forced small moans of pleasure from me.
Something no woman had ever done before!
Eagerly I lapped at her juices when I finally reached
her pussy, at the same time I teased her clit with my
fingers sending her wild as an orgasm ripped through her
so violently that I was forced to let her calm down a
little before I could continue sucking and licking her
pussy. An exciting age later I moved my mouth to her
clit and plunged two of my fingers into her pussy and
while I sucked her hot little clit my fingers flashed in
and out of her grasping pussy.
"Jesus H. fucking Christ!" Jackie screamed a few seconds
later.
Jackie's body bucked and writhed and squirmed under my
attentions, her voice ringing around the room as each
climax hit her like a physical blow and then, with a
strength I never knew she had, my daughter surged off
the floor, pushed me onto my back and leapt astride me.
It was the work of barely a second for her to engulf my
prick within the moist warmth of her pussy and as she
rode me I matched her movements thrust for thrust at the
same time raising my hands to her bouncing boobs to
tease her nipples.
"Oh fuck!" she cried as I gently squeezed her hard buds.
To my surprise I found her coarse language as we fucked
a turn on and I think she knew this, but I had also
learnt that my little girl had a hair trigger and her
climaxes were coming thick and fast as the minutes
passed. Savouring the tight feel of her pussy as it
thrust down on me I closed my eyes and groaned with
delight and when she added a grinding motion to each
downward thrust I was unable to hold myself back for
long.
With a gay cry I thrust up into Jackie, my balls
twitched and there was the sudden rush of heat and
excitement rising in my shaft, Jackie thrust down on me
and clenched her pussy muscles tight as my seed jetted
into her, her action making me groan with bliss.
We stayed frozen for a few moments and then Jackie began
thrusting on me again, her upper body flopping forward,
her nipples rubbing on my chest, her hair brushing my
face as she rose to one more powerful orgasm. Suddenly
she sat bolt upright, her head thrown back in a silent
scream, her body tense and trembling and just as
suddenly she fell forward to lie on top of me, bucking
and shaking, but my prick still lay in her pussy.
At last she stirred and on shaky legs climbed off me,
staggered to the couch and flopped onto it, breathing
heavily I got up and joined her on the couch, cradling
her in my arms as we sat recovering. Only it was not the
best way to recover, over the next few minutes our
breathing gradually returned to normal while at the same
time my cock gradually returned to a state of erection.
"How on earth did you do without for so long?" Jackie
gasped as she caught sight of my proudly erect cock.
"It's you my dear," I smiled "the effect you have on me
is doing this."
"I know what you mean." she giggled and reached out to
wank me "Anyway, daddies wittle girl is going to do
something about that 'naughty', gorgeous monster of a
prick."
Before I could think of a reply Jackie had slid off the
couch to kneel in front of me, gently she parted my legs
and lowered her head to my cock. As her tongue flicked
across my skin I gasped, Jackie looked up at me, smiled
then lowered her head again. Teasingly slowly she licked
my cock from root to tip covering every millimetre of it
before taking my knob into her mouth and sucking gently
on it.
Keeping her movements slow my daughter moved her mouth
down my shaft, the feel of her lips sliding on my skin
and her tongue teasing the underside of my prick made me
gasp and moan with sheer delight. Gradually her
movements became faster, her tongue grew more insistent
as she sucked harder on my hard cock, her hand touched
my balls and I nearly came when she squeezed then gently
in her fingers.
All too soon I felt the heat of my climax rushing up on
me, Jackie sensed this and her mouth closed around my
flesh while her tongue pressed on the sensitive spot
just behind the knob.
"God!" I gasped as I climaxed.
Greedily Jackie swallowed every drop of my seed then
sucked for more only stopping when, despite all her
efforts, my satiated cock began to shrink in her mouth.
Licking her lips happily my daughter sat back on her
heels, looked up at me and smiled.
"Better?" she grinned.
"For the moment." I replied with a grin.
She came back onto the couch beside me, snuggled up to
me and sighed contentedly. It felt a little strange
cuddling my naked daughter to my naked body, but as the
minutes passed in an intimate silence I realised that I
was at long last content, even in the early days of my
marriage I had not felt this content. It also dawned on
me that I was no longer feeling my years, knackered
maybe, but not old and unwanted, maybe, by the rules of
society, what we were doing was wrong, but I no longer
cared, I was happy. Then a thought struck me.
"Jackie," I said quietly "were you planning on going to
that party dressed as you were?"
"I wasn't planning" she giggled softly "on going to that
party at all."
"Then why all the argument and wheedling?" I asked in
surprise.
"To get you mad enough to spank me," she laughed "I knew
that as soon as you saw my bare bum I'd get what I
really wanted, you."
"Lord you are a cunning little vixen," I sighed "but I
love you."
"I know." she grinned up at me "I wish..."
"You wish what?" I asked.
"I wish I could figure out a way to let us marry." she
whispered.
At first it was a shock to hear her say this then it
dawned on me that deep down I felt the same. However,
the fact remained that we could not marry; no church or
registry office that I knew of would permit such a
thing, or would they. What if they didn't know? I still
had all my wife's papers and Jackie had been named after
my wife, she had been two years younger than me and
perhaps with a little make-up my 'little' girl could
look old enough to pull it off. It would mean moving
though, moving to an area where we were not known.
Quietly I explained my thoughts to my daughter, even
before I'd finished she was bouncing up and down with
excitement and demanding to know when we were moving and
where we were moving to.
That was a year ago, it took us a month to find a place
to move to and make all the necessary arrangements, it
took another month to sell our old house and the money
we made on that paid off the mortgage on the new house
with enough left over to make our lives comfortable once
it was added to the funds we already had. Jackie never
bothered trying to look older; her claim was that
youthful looks ran in her family and two months after we
arrived at our new home we were married in the local
village church by the unsuspecting vicar.
Perhaps we should feel guilty about what we have done,
but we don't and Jackie keeps me too busy to worry about
it, she's a randy little minx and gets worse as time
passes, thank goodness!
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