Pierced Princess, Part 3 [Daughter, Seduction, Almost Naked]

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I had done well keeping on the straight and narrow up until this point. I mean it had already been a whole month since I accidentally over-stimulated my daughter’s breasts into giving her an orgasm, and I kept clear of accidentally doing anything like that again. Now with autumn getting colder and bringing on sweater weather, my daughter’s pierced nipples could almost be forgotten about completely. This whole time my wife had been none the wiser and I was almost able to go back to treating her like my little baby girl again entirely.

Still, there were signs I should have noticed before now that things had forever changed between us. The kisses goodnight had more often included tight hugs that seemed to be stronger, always enough to feel those little studs poking out of her chest. And then the way she had seemingly become quite a klutz lately. I think so far there had been at least three times she’d made messes in the kitchen, all while her mother was out, causing her to quickly take off her clothes to get them in the wash, then run to her room to change. It wasn’t lost on me that she never closed her bedroom door on each of these as if she were daring me to come and watch, but I had my morals and self-control.

I wasn’t some young horny kid anymore, leering in on girls to catch a peek at their naughty bits, especially not at my own daughter’s, but damned if I didn’t secretly want to. Fuck, what was wrong with me? I mean, seriously! I shouldn’t be getting excited by thinking of my daughter this way, right? It’s just messed up, but my hard cock in my pants didn’t seem to care about any of that. It just saw a hot girl stripping down into her sexy black thong panties and tight matching sports bra, then scamper away, her sexy little ass and strong legs looking so fine. God, she is so fucking hot!

Still, the next time it happened while she was washing dishes after supper. Just like all the others, I had stayed in my chair, focused on the sports section, and just tried to drive the images of her wet shirt plastered transparently to easily see her bra, then excusing herself to her room. It was a challenge to remain unmoving while she redressed, peeling those wet clothes from her lithe body, and I swore to keep all those perverted out of my mind. I wouldn’t imagine her bending over and undressing the rest of the way to show me the tight seam of her virgin twat. And I definitely never pictured her face contorted with orgasmic pleasure as her pussy spasmed as I fucked her stupid. Nope, I wasn’t having those insane thoughts at all. That would be perverted and wrong, dammit, and I was better than that.

But of course this time she had to call out, “Daddy, can you come here for a minute?” and that had broken me. Ever since she learned to speak I’d been wrapped around her little finger and she knew it. At least it’d been several minutes since she left, so I assumed she’d already have gotten changed. But once I walked into her bedroom I was once more there looking at topless again, now only in those sexy black thong panties and her twin dumbbells still prominently on display on her pert little nipples.

“Jesus, Princess,” I groaned and turned away. “Put something on,” I sighed with exhaustion, turning my back to her, trying to make it seem like I was actually a good parent, even though I wanted to do so much more than just look.

“Sorry, Daddy, I just figured…” she said, getting up from her bed and opening a dresser drawer.

“You figured wrong,” I stressed. “I’m your father and you will wear something that covers you more if you want to talk to me.”

“Covers more…” she mumbled, rummaging around. Lord knew she had enough clothes to wear the way she shopped, but like every woman with a full closet, she never seemed to have anything to wear. “Got it!” she cheered, then I heard her shimmy around as she got something on, then bounced back on her bed. “Okay, is this better?”

“What?” I gasped as I turned to look at her, realistically more naked than she was before, now that she’d taken off her panties and instead wore only some hip high fishnet stockings that left nothing at all to the imagination. If she only opened her legs and turned towards me then I’d see her…

‘No! That is not better!’ I tried to yell, but my vocal cords couldn’t work at all, and she just giggling at me. My face must be getting beet red right now, and I cleared my throat so I could turn some real words “What are you even doing, Princess?”

“I can tell you like it,” she laughed and reached her hand out to gesture towards the clear bulge I was sporting at the front of my pants.

“No!” I gasped, twisting around again. “Are you crazy? You… I… We can’t do… this!” I stuttered nervously.

“Why not?” she asked seriously. “You liked playing with me before, didn’t you?”

“Princess, that was just because you asked me too,” I poorly explained.

“So, I’m asking again,” she stated as if that’s all it would take.

“No, I meant…” I began but didn’t know what I wanted to say so started again. “I’m your father for Christ’s sake!”

“And if I wanted your baby then that would be an issue,” she joked as if she’d done some thinking about this already. I couldn’t help but visualize spreading her legs and pinging one out into her. Leaving her gushing with my sticky load, then watching her grow fat as her wonderfully beautiful body ripened, becoming round as her belly stretched, filled with our child within her womb. I’d thought back to how it felt, caressing her mother’s massive eight-month large midsection while she was pregnant with my baby girl, feeling her kick out at me as I massaged her. And now my princess was old enough to be the one ready to create a new life within her. There’s nothing quite like the glow of a woman heavy with child; it really gave me a pride in my manliness like nothing else.
“Look, Dad, I know that Mom has been… different this last year since that car accident,” she explained, pulling me out of my incestuous fantasy. “I almost never hear you having sex anymore, probably because of the pain in her hip, so I just figured…”

Of course she knew about her mother’s bad hip, but mentioning her just reinforced how wrong what she was proposing was. The fact she knew about how our sex life has disappeared in the last few years bothered me, though it concerned me more that she had been eavesdropping on us having sex. For as long as I could remember now we had always waited until we were sure she was fast asleep, but I guess she hadn’t always been. But had it been so obvious? And now what, she was offering to be my mistress or something? “No, no, no…” I muttered, trying to regain my sense of moral balance. As her father, it was my duty to right this floundering ship before it sank completely.

Before she could change my mind I steeled my resolve and walked out of her room and shut her door. I couldn’t do what she wanted, and that was that.

To be continued…

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