by Pro_Ball_Player 05/23/07
Author's Note: I know it's been a terribly long time since I posted the first three chapters of this story. I didn't realize until recently that I had most of chapter four already completed. Thanks to a gentle nudge, I've been able to finish chapter four. I know this sounds obvious, but, unless you've read chapter one through three recently, you won't understand how father and daughter got thrown together like this. Chapter four picks up directly at the end of chapter three with Daddy and Crissy (Kissy) sitting on Daddy's bed.
By now, my cock had been hard for a long, long time and it was leaking a fair amount of precum from the tip. Sitting there and listening to my half naked daughter tell me all the juicy details of what she had done with her friend Beth, and how she's been exposing herself, left me hard as steel and aching for relief.
But that's not what was affecting me the most. I sat there for a long time staring at her perfect little breast buds. They were close enough for me to reach out and touch, or suck, if I wanted to. I know she saw me staring at them – there was no way she could have missed that. And who could blame me? Hell, she was intentionally flaunting them; turning this way and that, teasing me with the little beauties and watching me become more and more on edge. I wanted desperately to slip my mouth around them and lick the pink puffy caps and I think she could read it clearly in my eyes.
For some reason, what she said next both shocked me, and, excited me to the core of my being. I wasn't ready for it, but I knew I yearned for it.
"Daddy, I'm not sure how to ask this, but, would you be willing to do something for me?" she inquired.
"Sure, Honey, what is it?" I answered.
"Will you, I mean.... uh...... do you want to watch me..... you know... masturbate?" She asked.
The question hit me like a freight train. "Hell yes!" My mind screamed. Did she possibly think I wouldn't? It what universe does a healthy, normal man not want to watch a beautiful young woman touch herself? Then, as if she had to convince me, she raised her hands in an exaggerated fashion to her little cones and modestly covered them. When she saw me staring, she gave me a sly smile and moved her fingers to her hard nipples and began to pinch and tug them away from her chest.
Then, as I watched her, she began speaking again, saying: "Uh, I saw you last night in the kitchen when you thought I was asleep. I saw what you were doing with my bra and panties; smelling them and rubbing my bra on your face like you were trying to nuzzle my nipples. I was hiding behind the doorway watching when you wrapped my panties around your cock and then played with yourself. I saw everything. I watched you cum all over my panties, Daddy, these exact ones I'm wearing right now. I found them folded up on the table this morning after you washed them last night. I thought you might want to see what they looked like on me, so, I put them on this morning..... just for you."
I sat there dumbfounded. I didn't say anything. I was trying to think of what I could possibly say to explain it to her, but before I could say something, she asked "Daddy, my bra and panties turned you on last night, didn't they?"
"Yes," I said, "I'm sorry I did that, Kissy, and I'm sorry you saw it. I didn't plan for that to happen, I thought you were asleep. But, honestly, Honey, after seeing you naked last night I was so turned on, I just couldn't help myself. It's been so long for me, Honey..... I had to do something. It was wrong, I know."
"Do you hear me complaining?" She inquired. "I didn't think it was wrong. I didn't mind at all that you were using my undies to get some pleasure. In fact, I was overjoyed. That was my bra you were fingering and rubbing on your face – the one that held THESE breasts, the ones you're looking at right now. And, with all the crap I've had to put up with about my tiny chest, I'm thrilled someone is finally interested in them! I'm even more thrilled that it's you, Daddy."
"The same goes for my panties." She continued. "Those were MY panties that turned you on. I felt proud when you wrapped them around your cock and stroked yourself. Daddy, I know you were thinking about me – you can't deny that, and it was my panties and my bra that got you so excited. When you came, you were thinking about me, weren't you? I know you were. Seeing all that really made me feel good, you know.... as a woman, I mean. Do you know how exciting that was for me – to know someone was fantasizing about me? Someone wanted me!"
"Crissy, I, uh, I don't know what to say." I said. "I'm glad you're not mad at me, Honey, But, I was invading your personal space without your knowledge or permission."
"Daddy, listen to me for a minute, okay?" She asked. "You HAVE my permission. You've always had my permission. You didn't invade my personal space, either. I was so turned on watching you, Daddy, and I want you to feel the same excitement I felt. I saw you do it, and now, I want you to watch me."
"I, uh....." I mumbled as she looked at me with determination. After a second, her expression changed and she looked at me with her big eyes.
"Will you take my panties off me now?" She pleaded as she ran her fingers under the waistband of her panties. "I want you to see me, Daddy. I want you to undress me so I'm naked like I was last night. I watched you, now you have to watch me. Pleeeeeease?"
She made a good case. She was right about everything - I was thinking about her last night when I was playing with her bra and panties. And I had schemed to see her naked for the sole purpose of my own enjoyment. She obviously knew how much she turned me on. She knew how much I wanted to see, touch and suck her petite AA-cups and how much I longed to have her naked in front of me.
Giving in to what I knew was inevitable, I sat up and moved slowly between her legs. Seeing me move, she laid all the way back, smiled, pulled her knees up to her chest and spread her legs. Looking down, I could see into the furrow of her crotch and saw how wet she was. Without thinking or stopping, I bent my face down to her panties and looked at her closely as if trying to see through the wet material clinging to her mound. Burying my nose in the soft, wet gusset of her panties, I inhaled her scent deeply. It was strong and tempting and I knew she was going to taste excellent.
I buried my face in her wet underpants, licking them up and down, sucking her juices from the material and feeling for her bare sex underneath with my tongue. I was like a wild animal and I lost track of time and space as I enjoyed her. Her scent was overpowering and full, and her taste delighted me with every lick. As I lapped up her wetness, more and more seemed to seep out of her and spread all over my face. My hands roamed everywhere. I was entirely on fire for her.
The sheer experience of having my pretty daughter's body at my fingertips kicked me into overdrive. I have never had a virgin, or been able to do what I was doing with such a young woman. Sure, I had some girls when I was her age, but, not like this. None of them begged me to undress them. None of them asked me to watch them masturbate. We were all inexperienced back then and sex was usually just a quick feel or maybe a blow job if I was lucky. But this.... this was real passion, real animal passion... the kind that drives you to say and do things you wouldn't normally do.
While I was licking and kissing her pantied pussy, she was holding my head and guiding me. "Oh, Daddy," she said, "you DO like my panties, don't you!"
I just groaned as I continued my tongue attack on her. I looked up, not even pulling my face out of her crotch, and she was looking down at me smiling. "Do you want to be my panty boss from now on, Daddy?" She asked between my groans and gasps. "You can be in charge of my panties, if you want to. Would you like that?" She asked.
"Oh yeah!" I answered, lifting my head up out of her crotch long enough to answer.
"You can decide which ones I'll wear, dress me and undress me.... whatever you want. You can play with them and you don't have to ask – they are yours, anytime and anyplace." She added, taunting me. She knew exactly what to say to get me going.
My cock was throbbing, but I ignored its urgency because I was eager to get my first close up view of her virgin pussy spread open. I knew she was hot and wet, and I had deliberately refrained from touching her beneath the panty, but, it was getting hard to hold off now. My cock was screaming for attention but my face didn't want to leave her pussy. I would have been totally satisfied to just lie there and lick her all day had it not been for the fact that she had asked me to remove her panties.
Making a decision, I stopped, rose up and took in the sight of her lying there. The tender nips of her dainty breasts, now having almost disappeared as she reclined, were hard little pebbles against her clear skin. Her face had the look of a woman who was about to be satisfied – that look that said "I know what you want..... and I know it's me". Then scanning down to the juncture of her legs, I saw she was running her finger tip up and down the crease in her saturated panties, nodding her head up and down.
"Go ahead, Daddy," she said, "take my panties off me."
With that, I put my hands on the waistband of her panties and started to pull them off. She closed her knees a little, pointed her feet toward the ceiling and lifted her butt just a smidgen to help me. "Oh, gawd!" She gasped. "I'm dripping! Can you see?"
As they came off, I watched as the crotch lifted away from her, revealing her engorged vagina, all slippery and wet. As I pulled the panties from her legs, I sniffed them one last time and tossed the panties up on my desk where I could retrieve them later.
Finally, her delicate treasure laid spread out before me. I had to sit there for a minute and admire her. She glistened she was so wet, reflecting the light in the room from the moisture that had been trapped under her panties. Separating the light hairs, I placed my hands on each side of her labia and began to slowly spread her apart. As I did, the unmistakable sounds of wet vaginal lips being separated filled my ears. Her virgin pinkness came into view, little by little, as I continued. Soon, I held her lips completely open so I could see every thing in perfect detail while she lay there allowing herself to be inspected. My first thought was how small she was – she looked so tiny there.
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