“Show me,” was all I said pushing her door open as I walked into her room without even knocking. She’d acted strangely in coming home late from school, running quickly up to her room. Of course it was just this morning that we had a screaming match about how I was the close-minded dad for refusing to allow her to get a tattoo.
“Daddy!” she feigned in shock, but I could tell it was an act. Sure she was now only in her tee-shirt and panties as she was undressing, but that’s half why I walked in, hoping to see the evidence of her disobedience right off. I didn’t, so instead steeled my resolve and just silenced her with my ‘I’m serious’ look.
“I said show me,” I said sternly and then my little girl shyly lifted up her shirt. When she exposed her little breasts I could see each nipple now sporting a simple little dumbbell shaped piercing. “Oh baby…” I sighed. I was mad as hell, but had to admit they did look cute, even given the tan lines from her bikini swimsuit that still showed. But at least it wasn’t something as permanent as the tattoo I’d expected to see. “Your mother is going to flip.”
“Not if you don’t tell her,” she dropped her shirt and pleaded to me with her big puppy dog eyes. She knew how to push my buttons and get me to go her way almost all the time, but instead of begging for dolls like she did when she was little she’d gone out and gotten those piercings explicitly in defiance of me, even if it wasn’t explicitly what I’d banned her from doing. “She’ll never know. I mean, it’s been years since she saw my tits naked anyways.”
I grabbed her pert young breast through her tee-shirt which surprised her, but then explained, “You wear anything tight and it will poke right out.” I couldn’t believe her carelessness in this, yet she did have very nice breasts. ‘Don’t get distracted,’ I told myself, ‘Stay on topic.’ “And when summer comes back around you’ll be in that skimpy bikini and she’ll definitely know then!” My mind drifted to thinking about a few months ago during the summer when her and her teenage friends sunning themselves by our pool, lying in almost nothing on the deck, and jumping around, playing and splashing. The water made their pert nubile nipples poke out and I found it difficult not staring at them.
“Daddy…” my daughter moaned, squirming in my grip and only then did I realize I’d started teasing her newly pierced nipple with one finger through her shirt. Ashamed and shocked of what I was doing I let her go.
“Sorry,” I mumbled, turning around so that she wouldn’t see I’d gotten a boner from molesting my own daughter. No, I couldn’t have the moral high ground. I retreated and instead conceded, “You’ll have to wear a bra all the time now, or take them out before putting on a bathing suit.”
“Thank you, Daddy!” she jumped up and hugged me from behind, her now studded nips pressing into my back. “I will. I promise.” Then I left and went to my own bedroom and did everything I could to forget about what just happened and how hard my dick was right now.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k34wwx/pierced_princess_part_1_daughter_piercings_groping