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Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 5: Memories [Mf, oral, inc]

“You remember?” Laurie giggled excitedly. “Tell me!”

As if in a trance, he replied, “I… I actually bought it for your mom for Valentine’s Day, but… but we had a fight that night, and I forgot all about it.”

Laurie furrowed her brow. “Why were you fighting?”

He sighed. “Her roommate at the time told her that I hit on her at this party we were all at, and your Mom hit the roof.”

“Did you?”

“God, no, she was a miserable, manipulative bitch. She didn’t have a date for the party, so she got drunk, and started hitting on all the other guys there, and when your Mom tried to stop her, she claimed I was feeling her up, and… well, that started the fight.”

Laurie placed a hand on his knee. “Oh, no. So what happened?”

Paul was staring off into space now, recalling the dark time. “We… we broke up. I was miserable, I… I spent the next few days getting drunk all the time, I got into a lot of fights…” Paul looked over at Laurie now, as she had begun rubbing his thigh.

“Go on,” she said softly. Read more »

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 6: Just Like Your Mom [Mf, oral, inc]

Laurie got up on her hands and knees on the couch, and the spaghetti straps of her top slipped off of her shoulders. Her father just stared as her perfect teenage breasts with swollen erect nipples came into view. Something within him snapped, and he sprang into action, lunging forward and pulling her from his dick, latching his mouth around one of those nipples, and sucking on her tender tit-flesh as hard as he could.

“Oh, Daddy,” she moaned, holding his head to her chest as he alternated the nipples he was chewing on. “Yes! I love it! Oh God! Suck my tits!”

She moved her left hand down to continue stroking his rampant prick, and used her right to untie the strings holding her panties to her hips, then slowly peeled them away from her body.

Paul was lost in lustful sensation as he feasted on her tits. The moment the nightie dropped in her lap, exposing her breasts, he was thunderstruck by how much she looked like her mother in that moment. He was completely captured by the memory of that night, many years ago, when Sandy had sucked and jacked off his stiff prick like their daughter was doing now. Read more »

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 4: Laurie [nosex]

The next day at school, the rest of the Daddy’s Girls could sense something was different with Beth. She was exuberantly bouncy, but seemed stiff somehow. She had a faraway look in her eye, and more than once had to be called out to snap out of her reverie. Ordinarily, the Girls would read these signs to sense that something was wrong. However, the smile never left her face. They let it rest until lunch.

They met at their normal gathering place, the large Oak tree off near the edge of the school property. Here, they sat in a circle, eating lunch and catching up.

Laurie noticed that Elizabeth kept shifting in her seat, unable to sit still. “Beth,” she asked between bites, “What gives? Ants in your pants?”

The other girls laughed, and Beth turned bright red. “No,” she replied, eyes downcast.

“Something you want to talk about?” Becky asked between bites of her sandwich.

“No, I’m good.” Beth took another bite of her sandwich, avoiding eye contact with the other girls.

The Circle had rules. If you wanted to talk about ANYTHING, you could; no judgment, no repercussions. Conversely, if you didn’t want to talk, no pressure. Read more »

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 3: One More Thing [Mf, inc, 1st]

Beth wiped her lips of the few drops of her father’s sperm that escaped her mouth, and licked her fingers clean. She splashed water on her face and chest, then pulled the plug in the tub and slowly stood, stretching her body as she did so. Don just sat and stared in amazement at the glistening goddess that rose nude before him.

“Hand me my towel, Papa,” she motioned to him. He looked around, then realized he was sitting on it, and willed himself to stand, handing the towel to her in the process.

She wiped down her face, then her chest, next her arms, and wrapped the towel around her back as she stepped out of the tub. He just stared at her, mesmerized. She took one step toward him, and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him gently on the mouth. “Thank you, Daddy. That was so much fun!”

He was suddenly struck with the import of what just happened, and fear washed over his face. “Oh, God, baby, I don’t know what came over me! Can you ever forgive me?” Read more »

Daddy’s Girls – Chapter 2: The Bath [f solo, Mf oral, inc]

The conversation secretly emboldened Beth. Did her dad really have those thoughts about her? She knew, almost in the abstract sense, that her father was a man, after all, with needs and desires. Could he possibly desire HER?

The girls would never lie, especially in The Circle, and they all agreed that her dad did find her desirable. Still, she was reluctant. She could not convince herself that her dad could possibly feel the same way as she did, so she pushed these feelings down deep, where they festered, until she could take no more, and had to bring herself off to get some relief.

She discovered a favorite place to do this was in the bath. Her dad spoiled her by letting her buy whatever fragrances and bath oils she wanted, teasing her that her bubble baths were certainly getting more expensive these days.

Beth lay in the warm water, caressing her nubile breasts, pinching her erect nipples, wondering what it would feel like to have someone suck on them. She soaped up her tummy, then her thighs, and finally her crotch, wishing other hands were touching her this way. Read more »