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 Title: My Daughter's Garter Belt Ch.  02


Summary: Andrea feeds her daddy's obsessions.


Keywords: fic,inc



   It had been a couple of weeks since my daughter and I began our illicit
affair.  She had promised not to tell her mother about us, and she hadn't.
But she'd also promised me that having two willing pussies around the house
would be better for me, and that just wasn't happening.

   You see, I was now horny all of the time.  I was always admiring my
wife's body and wishing that I was loving her, or I was dreaming of my
daughter who had seduced me almost against my will.  Who would have thought
it?  More pussy was adding up to less satisfaction.

   Not that I was at all unhappy.  Far from it.  What man wouldn't want
more pussy than he could handle?  I had my wife's loving companionship and
her beautiful body whenever I wanted it, and I had my daughter's offer to
screw her whenever I could too.  The best of both worlds.  Occasionally I
wondered how long it would continue.  I mean that someday Andrea would get
married and move out, and that would almost certainly put a crimp in our
sex life.  But I was fully prepared to enjoy every opportunity I had until
then.

   The night before last I was relaxing in my easy chair, reading the paper
and waiting for my wife to get home.  But then Judy called me from work. 
She's a techie for the local pizza chain, and one of their servers had gone
down.  They really don't like to run on just the backup server, because if
it failed too then they wouldn't be able to take phone orders for pizza
deliveries.  So she was going to be stuck at work for a while.  I wished
her luck with fixing the computer and told her to hurry home as soon as she
could.

   Andrea was upstairs in her room getting ready to go to a movie.  I went
to the bottom of the steps and yelled up to her, "Honey, Mom's going to be
late coming home tonight."

   "Oh?  OK, Daddy.  I'll be down in a minute."

   I expected her to flounce down the stairs dressed in what she almost
always wore, a t-shirt and jeans.  Although Andie was a terrifically cute
young woman, she never dressed or acted much like a girl.  But it turned
out that Andie had a secret sex life.  Our affair began on the day that I
discovered that she had been secretly dressing in a garterbelt, dark
stockings, a tight skirt and "fuck me" heels after she left home and then
giving blowjobs to her dates every time she went out.

   I thought that tonight would be no different.  I couldn't forbid her
from dating boys, not when I was screwing her every opportunity I had.  She
had promised me that she wasn't having sex with any of them, and I believed
her.  But she was almost certainly changing into her sexy clothes after she
left home and then blowing her dates.  I figured that she was on her way to
do just that, but I was wrong.

   Andrea came down the stairs, dressed in her `fuck me' outfit.  She had
on smoky black stockings which I knew were held up by a lacy black
garterbelt.  Her flimsy flowing skirt came down almost to her knees, and
she had on a little black choker which looked charming against the creamy
white skin of her neck.  She'd obviously had way too much practice for her
age at wearing high heels, because she didn't wobble on them at all as she
bounced down the stairs.

   Even though I knew she was dressed up for her date and not for me, I
felt a rush of desire for my little girl.  We both knew that if her mother
caught her dressing like that there'd be hell to pay.  Hell, when I caught
her dressing like that there was hell to pay.  It just hadn't turned out
the way either of us had expected.

   Andrea had obviously changed from her jeans when she learned that her
mom wasn't around to see, and she knew that I didn't mind one bit.  Since
we'd started sleeping together, I couldn't get enough of her.  Watching
her. Touching her.  And when she was dressed up like this I thought she was
the without a doubt the sexiest girl I'd ever seen.

   I knew that this meant that she would probably have to give some teenage
boy the blowjob of his life, but I was in no position to object. 
Incestuous fathers aren't allowed to put conditions on their daughters' sex
lives.  Besides, Andie couldn't sleep with me for the rest of her life. 
She was going to start having sex with boys someday.  A small pang of
jealousy ran through me.

   "Who's the lucky guy?" I asked.

   "No guy, Daddy.  Not this time.  A bunch of us are going.  Stacy and
Petra, Charlie and Rhonda.  I'm supposed to meet them over at Stacy's in a
little bit.  It's a group thing tonight, so you don't have anybody to be
jealous of!"

   Andrea came over to stand on the right side of my chair.  She bent down
so that she could grasp the handle on the side and cause it to recline a
little.  Once my chair and I were in a semi-reclining position, my daughter
pushed her hair back behind her ears and bent down to give me a long wet
kiss.  My dick stirred some more, and I tried to tell it that she was going
out tonight and it would just have to wait for Judy to get home.  But it
wasn't paying any attention to me.  It seldom did.

   But somehow my little girl noticed, because she reached down while we
were kissing and gently massaged my rod through my pants.  In a second I
was hard as a rock.  Andie could do that to me.  A little breathlessly, she
broke our kiss.

   She smiled at me and said, "You know, Daddy, I came down early on
purpose.  I don't have to leave right away."

   "Oh, really?  And is there something you'd like to do to kill a little
time before you have to go?"

   Giggling a little, Andrea bent down over my crotch and unfastened my
pants.  She released me and then pushed my pants down enough that I was
fully exposed.  My cock was grateful to be freed, and it showed its
appreciation to her by swelling up even bigger and squeezing a big drop of
pre-cum from its tip.  Andrea used the palm of her hand to smear the liquid
over the top of my shaft, and massaged it into me.  God did that feel good.
My little girl sure knew her way around her daddy.

   Andie stood up slowly, looking me in the eye.  She lifted her wet palm
to her lips and stuck her tongue out and licked it clean, a smile on her
lips and a lusty sparkle in her eye as she did it.  My daughter had become
a cumslut without any help from me at all, but I sure wasn't going to
object.  Still smiling down at me she dropped her hand to the hem of her
skirt and slowly lifted it, exposing her legs all the way up to the tops of
her smoky stockings.  I stared, transfixed by the sight of her lovely
thighs.

   Andie was obviously still remembered the conversation we'd had after our
first time.  We'd been cuddling in her bed and she'd asked me what it had
been that overcame my feelings of guilt enough to make me to sleep with
her. I'd told her that it was just lust from the sight of her stockinged
legs when she'd raised her skirt for me.  "I've been a leg man since I was
your age, and there was no way that I could resist you after seeing you in
those sexy stockings."

   Now she was doing it for me again, showing me just what my hard dick was
craving most - her long legs in satiny nylons peeking out from under her
little skirt.  Curious to see what she wanted to do, I resisted the impulse
to throw her on her back and rub my dick all over her legs.  Andrea put her
knee up next to me on the arm of the chair and I couldn't stop myself from
caressing her inner thigh from her knee up.  God, I love legs.  As my hand
neared her crotch, Andie stopped me by moving her leg away.

   Andie put her foot in my lap, her black high heel sandal straddling my
straining cock.  Another drop of pre cum oozed out of it as I gazed down
between my legs at her delicate foot in those dark stockings.  Andie
whispered, "I know what my Daddy wants, don't I?"

   Andie bent over at the waist and I slid my hand up to stroke her ass
through her short skirt.  She slid both of her hands slowly down her leg,
watching my eyes and teasing me to death.  When her delicate hands reached
her ankle she unhurriedly freed the strap on her shoe.  She deftly lifted
the sole of her foot from the shoe, her toes still inside and leaving the
black sandal straddling my dick.  Then she nimbly grabbed my dick and
placed it between her sole and the inside of the sandal.  She stood back up
straight and started gently massaging my cock with the bottom of her foot,
the nylon of her stocking bringing me to new heights of sensation as I
strained against her.

   "That's what Daddy wants, isn't it?" she whispered, tenderly sliding the
sole of her foot up and down my dick.  Oh, this girl knew her daddy. 
There's nothing guaranteed to get me off quicker than rubbing my rod
against a girl's legs, ankles, or feet.  And she knew it.  "You like that,
don't you," she said softly.  Andie put her hands to her chest gently
tweaked her nipples through her blouse.

   I was ready to blow in just a few strokes; the pre-cum was dripping from
me in a steady stream.  I had my hand on her tight teenaged butt, my eyes
on her shapely stockinged leg in my lap, and my dick rubbing her nylons.  I
was in heaven.  But my daughter had learned to recognize the signs that I
was about to shoot my load, and she suddenly stopped moving her foot.

   "No, no, no," she whispered.  Andie took her foot away, the sandal
dangling from her toes.  She kicked it off, and then turned away from me.
Andie slowly bent over at the waist so that she could unfasten her other
shoe.  This left her ass right in my face, which was of course just what
she wanted.  I lifted her skirt.  Her tight little butt was naked, as it
always was when she wore her garterbelt and stockings.  I only had a few
seconds while she unstrapped her shoe, and I used it to spread her ass
cheeks and gently rub a little circle around her little rosebud asshole. 
She moaned as I touched it, but then she stood up and stepped away from me,
pushing her hair back behind her ears.  Andie looked around the living room
as she kicked off her other shoe.  "I know........," she said, walking over
to one of the other large easy chairs in our living room.  She bent over
and dragged it until it was in front of me, almost touching my chair.

   Andie turned and sat on the edge of her chair facing me, her knees
together and her toes pointed and barely reaching the floor.  She looked
for all the world like a demure little schoolgirl.  I couldn't wait to see
what she was up to.  She had a smile on her lips that said that she knew
how much of a tease she was and that she was enjoying every moment of it.

   Keeping her legs together Andie leaned back into the big chair and
raised them up until they were straight and her toes were pointing at the
ceiling.  My gaze traveled my daughter's exposed legs.  My eyes were drawn
from her pointed stockinged toes to her delicate ankles.  Down her muscled
calves and her firm thighs.  Right above the edge of the chair her
stockings ended, and I stared at her bare ass.  I was definitely going to
have to fuck that little asshole someday.  Jesus, she was the sexiest thing
I'd ever seen.

   I leaned forward to caress those gorgeous gams, but she didn't give me a
chance.  Andie put her foot on my shoulder and gave a little shove, pushing
me back into a semi-reclining position in my chair.  My dick was red and
anxious as I sat there wondering what my little girl was up to.  Andrea put
her finger in her mouth as she spread her knees wide and placed her feet in
my lap.  She rested one foot on either side of my naked rod, and I suddenly
knew her plan.

   I gently held onto my daughter's ankles as she began stroking my dick
with the soles of her stockinged feet.  A low moan escaped my lips when she
moved her foot around to gently rub the front of my cock.  I finally
managed to drag my eyes from the erotic sight in my lap to look up at
Andrea.

   She had a slightly dazed look in her eyes, but they were obviously drawn
to the sight in my lap.  The sensation of her nylons slowly caressing my
rod was absolutely exquisite.  As I watched she pulled her skirt up with
her hand, exposing her shaved tiny slit.  The sight of her bald little
pussy sent a jolt of pleasure from my eyes to my dick, and the pre-cum
started almost flowing from me.

   As if in a trance Andie's hand moved to her crotch and began frantically
rubbing her clit.  Andie gasped with the pleasure she brought herself, but
she never took her eyes from the sight of her feet embracing and rubbing my
dick.

   I held on to her ankles as her soles formed a nylon pussy around my
dick, and I started thrusting myself between them, fucking them just as
surely as I would her face or her slit.  Andie started panting for air as
she watched, her fingers a blur as they rubbed herself.  Her fingers were
covered with her girl cum, and if I hadn't been so near to coming myself I
would have thrown my face into her lap so that I could lap her nectar. 
Andie closed her eyes in mute pleasure, but opened them again after only
for a moment.  For some reason she really wanted to see my throbbing dick
between her rubbing feet.  We were both awfully close to sharing yet
another massive orgasm.

   I started to move her feet away so that I wouldn't shoot sperm onto her
stockings, but my daughter somehow knew just what my concern was.

   "It's OK." Andrea struggled to get the words out between her gasps for
air as she put her tiny feet back on my dick.  She kept her knees spread
wide, exposing herself to her daddy like she had never done for anybody
else.  She strained to keep her eyes open and on my cock instead of closed
in pleasure.  I began thrusting myself between her feet again, wondering
what she was going to say.  Panting she whispered, "You can cum," gasp, "on
my toes Daddy," pant, "I got more...........  stockings."

   That was all it took for me.  Andie slid the sole of her foot up the
front of my cock, and the sperm started to blast out of me.  Her foot was
at the top of her stroke when the first jet spurted out, and her nyloned
toes caught most of it.  She massaged the hot sperm into the front of my
cock as more of the sticky fluid poured from my dick, coming out in almost
a stream instead of the usual spurts.  She kept rubbing me, coaxing my dick
through an incredibly powerful orgasm.  Andie moaned as the sperm flew out
of me and drenched her feet from her ankles to her toes.

   I managed to drag my eyes from the erotic sight in my lap, and I looked
at Andie's face.  She was looking at my dick with rapt attention, drinking
in the sight as she frantically rubbed herself.  But as my orgasm slowed,
she gave herself over to her own cum.  Andie closed her eyes and dropped
her head back as she slid a finger into herself and began to tremble with
the pleasure.

   Andie spasmed over and over as waves orgasm hurled through her.  Her
finger was pushed as far inside as it could be, and I imagined that I could
see the cum dripping from her wet pussy onto the chair beneath her naked
ass.  The tremors of her desire traveled all the way through her body,
ending at her feet which I was holding tightly against my wet dick.  I
thrust myself against them as they shook with her pleasure.

   We both caught our breaths at the same time as our final spasms rode
through us.  I had my slippery rod pushed hard against the soles of her
feet, and she had her knees spread wide and her finger thrust deep within
her.  We froze together, a mute portrait of pleasure.

   After a few moments of mutual cumming it was over, and we both were
finally able to relax.  Andie's tight little ass settled back down into her
chair as I relaxed into mine.  As we started breathing again, Andrea
circled her sensitive clit with her fingers and I gently rubbed myself
against her soles.

   "Oh, god, Daddy.  That was incredible."

   "Yes it was.  What made you think of doing that?"

   "That's not what I meant, Daddy.  It's just that I've never seen a boy
cum before." She looked a little embarrassed, and a slight flush came to
her face.  "They've always cum in my mouth.  I never got to watch before.
God, that was amazing.  When I saw that cum pouring out of you, I though I
was gonna die I came so hard."

   I didn't know exactly what to say to that.  "Glad I could help," was the
best I could come up with.  Andie smiled at me and gave her pussy another
caress.

   "Now I have to take off these wet stockings," she said giggling and
wiggling her wet toes.  "I've never seen so much cum in my life." As I
looked at her I saw an idea occur to her.  My little baby sure knew her
father.

   Andrea looked me in the eye and whispered, "You can take them off if you
want to, Daddy." Andie stuck her legs out straight and wide, resting her
feet on the arms of my chair.  She held her skirt up out of the way so that
I had an unobstructed view of the tops of her white thighs above her
stockings.  Her little wet slit peeked out at me, dripping and tender from
her orgasm.  I leaned forward, my hands drawn to the clips that held her
stockings to her garterbelt.  I could feel the silky touch of her nylons
and the heat from the soft skin of her thighs.  My knuckles grazed her wet
little slit and she gave a little moan.

   I noticed to my surprise that my hands were trembling in anticipation.
It took me a moment, but I suddenly realized why - since we had started our
forbidden affair I had never seen my daughter's naked legs!  I couldn't
believe it, but it was true.  Every time we'd made love Andie had been
wearing her stockings.  And for a leg guy like me, that was almost
sacrilegious!  No wonder I was trembling.

   After our first night together, I had resisted going back to her.  Oh I
wanted to, but I figured that if I started showing up at her door every
night she might come to think of her father as just a horny old lech, and I
couldn't stand that.  My plan was to bide my time and save sleeping with
her for special occasions.  She'd certainly made it clear to me that first
night that I was welcome in her bed anytime, for anything.

   Our second time had come about a week later.  I'd screwed the hell out
of my wife and she was laying next to me, satiated and asleep.  I had
awakened when my dick suddenly sprang to life in the middle of the night. I
knew it had been thinking of Andrea.  I tossed and turned for a little
while, hoping that my erection would go away, but it didn't.  Now there's
nothing quite like sleepy middle-of-the-night-sex, and my first thought was
to wake Judy for another round..  But I knew that she'd had a hard day at
work, and another one coming up tomorrow.  So I figured, "Why not?" My dick
wanted Andie, I wanted Andie, and Andie had told me that I could have her
anytime.

   I got up quietly and padded down the hall to Andrea's room.  When I let
myself in I was shocked to see her laying on her side on top of her covers,
naked except for her garterbelt and stockings.  Her legs were long and
slim, and her tits were gorgeous handfuls of girl, awaiting my caress.  She
looked like a centerfold from a magazine.

   "God, Daddy.  I've been waiting for you." Her voice was sleepy but
welcoming.  I slipped into the bed behind my little girl, our bodies
cupping together like spoons.  She wiggled her ass, massaging my cock.

   "What do you mean, you've been waiting for me?" I draped my arm around
her and whispered in her ear, cupping her tit in my hand.

   "Well, I've been wearing my stockings every night, because I know that
my daddy likes them.  Just in case you decided to come see me.  And I've
been playing with my pussy, making sure that it was warm and ready for you
when you finally decided to come visit me for another fuck."

   Andrea put her palm on the side of my face, and I could feel that it was
slick and slippery with her cum.  And god, I love the taste of cum.  I
slipped her fingers into my mouth and suckled them greedily.  My dick had
started thrusting itself between the tight cheeks of her ass, and Andie
raised her stockinged leg so that I could fit it into her pussy.

   It was just like before, almost too tight to get in.  But she was wet
and ready, and between her squirming and my pushing we were eventually
joined as man and woman were meant to be.  I was determined that this time
I wasn't going to cum right away.  After all, a girl screwing her father
deserves a good screwing and not just a guy cumming in her.  This time I
knew that I was going to have a little more endurance because of my earlier
session with Andie's mother.  I started driving myself into her, fucking
her deep and slow and hard.  I still couldn't fit the length of my shaft
into her tight little pussy, but it wasn't because I wasn't trying.

   Andie started cumming right away, a low squealing escaping her lips as
the waves passed through her.  I didn't stop or slow down, but I kept right
on driving myself into my daughter.  I wanted her to go into a sensory
overload, so I started nibbling on her neck as I reached between her legs
with my free hand and tickled her clit.

   She kept right on cumming, the longest orgasm I'd ever seen a girl have.
My little girl squirmed and panted and gasped "oh Daddy-oh Daddy-oh Daddy"
over and over as I screwed her.  She was lost in a world of pleasure,
oblivious to everything except her cumming pussy.  I was able to last much
longer than our first time.  I gently held her orgasming body as I gave my
daughter a lesson in real fucking.

   Finally I felt my own orgasm approaching, and with a loud moan I shoved
myself into her and shot her full of hot sperm.  It was just like before -
my daughter's pussy was just too tight to contain both my cock and my seed,
and it spilled out of her as fast as I squirted it into her, drenching her
thighs above her stockings.

   Andrea dropped her hand between her legs and gathered the sperm as it
spilled from her and took it to her greedy lips.  She sucked them clean as
she squirmed her pussy around me, driving me wild and milking my dick dry.
Eventually orgasm wound down and my thrusting slowed and then stopped. 
Andrea lay there gently licking her left hand and kneading her clit through
its after cum with her right.  Finally, I slid myself out of her.

   I lay there with my daughter in my arms as we snuggled and our breathing
returned to normal.  Knowing that I didn't want to be caught naked in my
daughter's room, I finally forced myself to get up and return to my own
bed.

   I looked back at her as I closed the door.  Andie was still on her side,
worn out from sex just as her mother had been.  Her long nyloned legs were
stretched out on the bed.  She had pulled her favorite teddy bear up under
her head, and it was nuzzled up next to her face.  Her finger was still in
her mouth, gently sucking our cum off of it, and I thought that maybe she
was already asleep.  But as I pulled the door shut, she sleepily whispered,
"Goodnight, Daddy."

   We never mentioned our sleeping together at any time when it wasn't
happening.  No furtive kisses, no whispered endearments.  Just a normal
family life, with that one little secret.  I imagined that I could see a
new kind of happy satisfaction in her eyes, though.  And maybe even a new
bounce in her step.  I often found myself trying to decide if she was
content because of the sex she was getting or the sex she was giving.  I
learned more about her desires a week later.

   Judy and I were in the living room watching the late news when Andrea
came downstairs, ready for bed.  She had on her flannel pajamas and a pair
of big pink fuzzy slippers.  It was her usual routine to kiss Judy and me
goodnight, and tonight was no different.  She bent over at the waist and
gave her mom a kiss, and said "Goodnight, Mommy."

   She came over to my chair and did the same to me, a kiss on the cheek
and a cheery "Goodnight, Daddy." But as she had her arms wrapped around my
neck she whispered in my ear, "I get my blowjob tonight, Daddy." I looked
her in the eyes, a little surprised.

   Andrea beckoned my eyes downwards with a glance towards her foot.  As I
looked at her fuzzy pink slipper, she pulled the leg of her pajama up just
enough to see her bare ankle.  Well, it wasn't exactly bare, because
underneath her pajamas she was wearing her nylon stockings.  The sight of
her ankle in those dark nylons was enough to send a ripple of desire
through my dick, and I knew that that was just what she had intended.  As I
said, my little girl knows me.

   Judy was particularly tired that night, and so there was no sex for us.
After I was sure that she was good and asleep, I snuck down the hall to
Andrea's room, my dick huge and bouncing between my legs.

   As I shut the door behind me and my eyes became accustomed to the light,
I could see her sitting on the edge of her bed, naked except for her
garterbelt and stockings.  She had her legs crossed in a pose designed to
show them off, and I drank in the sight of her.  Andie patiently let me
look, smiling and enjoying my enjoyment.  In that pose with that little
secret smile on her face Andie looked more grown up than ever.  My dick
poked out my pajama bottoms, tenting them with desire.  Finally my daughter
wanted to wait no more.  She girl smiled at me and crooked her finger,
beckoning me over.

   As I walked towards her, she spread her legs wide so that I could walk
right up close to her.  Andrea gazed at my dick with rapt attention as she
unsnapped my pajamas and slid them down my legs.  Then she wrapped her
stockinged legs around me, hooking her ankles behind my calves and holding
me close in a death grip.  I could feel her erect nipples pressing gently
into my thighs.  She took my ass in her hands, and without a word slid my
hungry dick into her mouth.

   She gently massaged my dick with her wet lips and tongue as I slid back
into her.  After the longest time her lips reached the base of my cock, and
I realized with a start that I was deeper in her mouth than I'd ever
managed to be in her pussy.  The feeling was incredible.  Andie used the
muscles in the back of her throat to tickle my cock, and I'd never felt so
close to a girl before.  My baby was engrossed in pleasing her father, and
all other considerations including her own needs be damned.

   Usually when girls give head they don't even try to get it all the way
in.  They gag if they do.  And the ones that can only usually do it for a
little bit.  They're busy rubbing you with their hands and trying to make
you cum and get it over with.  And I won't even get into swallowing.

   This was another kind of experience altogether.  I could almost feel her
need to drink my cum, her desire to make me enjoy every minute of my
milking.  Andie slowly drew her head back, sucking softly and withdrawing
me from her soft and warm mouth.  As soon as I came free, her head dropped
back down and took me in again.  She began sliding up and down me, keeping
a gentle pressure with her lips and tickling my dick with her swallowing.
It was the most sensual blowjob I'd ever had.

   She picked up the pace slowly, pulling me into her mouth using her grip
on my ass, fucking me with her lips and tongue.  I could feel the tip of my
cock touching the back of her throat, and I was amazed that she wasn't
gagging.  I took her head in my hands, savoring the feel of her cheeks as
they expanded every time I entered her.

   It didn't take long.  After a few minutes I felt the cum bubbling up
from inside of me, getting ready to jet into my little girl.  When the
first spurt came out, Andie's lips were at the top of her stroke, and just
away from the end of my dick.  The sperm splashed on her lips and cheek. 
Instead of drawing away like most women do, Andrea immediately threw her
face forward, engulfing my dick all the way to the base as she began
swallowing frantically to keep up with the cum.  I'd never felt anything
like it.  My cum was shooting straight down the back of her throat,
entering my daughter's body just as if I was fucking her.  I held her head
in my hands as I tried not to bump against her face and bruise her pretty
lips.  She swallowed constantly, and I couldn't tell if it was because she
was trying to keep ahead of the jets of hot sperm or because she wanted to
drink my cum so badly.

   Finally she had milked every drop there was, and she slowly removed her
face from my dick.  Andie unwound her legs from around mine, and let go of
the death grip on my ass.  I hoped that there weren't going to be finger
marks - that would be hell to explain to my wife.  Andrea used her finger
to wipe my sperm off of her cheek.  She looked me in the eye as she popped
it in her mouth and made a yummy noise.  Then she pulled my pajamas back up
and fastened them.

   "There," she said.  "A good girl always puts everything back when she's
done."

   Andie lay down in the bed, a satisfied smile on her face.  I gave her a
kiss on her cheek and then pulled the covers up over her just like I used
to do when she was little.  She cuddled up under the covers, her teddy bear
snuggled under her head.  As I started to leave Andie said, "You're still
fucking Mommy just as much as you used too, right, Daddy?"

   "Yes, baby.  I've been fucking Mommy too."

   "Good.  I don't want to come between you.  But I need you to come and
make love to me sometimes too.  I hope that's OK." Andrea paused for a
moment.  "Did I do good, Daddy?"

   "Oh, God, baby.  Yes, baby.  You did good."

   "Good.  A girl's got to keep her daddy happy." Andrea smiled sleepily
and nuzzled her bear.  "Daddy?"

   "Yes, baby?"

   "Good night, Daddy."

   That was our third time together, and the first blowjob I'd received
from my daughter.  I couldn't believe how good it was.  All of that
practice on boys in the back of cars had obviously taught her something.  I
started wondering if there was any way I could teach her mother how she did
it.

   A few days after that I was walking by the upstairs bathroom.  I could
hear Andrea brushing her teeth over the sound of running water.  For some
reason the thought of her alone in the bathroom with nothing on but her
jammies made my dick pop up.  I mean, I'd been screwing my wife just as
much as I was before Andrea and I started our affair, but even though my
cock was getting this extra sex it just wanted more.  I didn't understand
it, and I can't explain it.  But it's true.

   Judy was downstairs running backups from her home computer link.  I knew
that she'd be at it for a while, and I also knew that she could decide to
wander upstairs at any moment.  But the only thing between my daughter's
pajama bottoms and me was the bathroom door.  I only hesitated a moment,
and then I opened the door and went in.

   Andie looked at me in the mirror, surprise on her face and her
toothbrush in her mouth.  She was half bent over the sink, her tiny butt
calling out to me.  I stepped behind her as she watched me in the mirror. I
could tell by the look in her eye that she new exactly why I'd popped in
just then.  I put my hand on the back of her neck and pushed her down.  She
bent at the waist willingly, her head almost in the sink and her hair
falling about her face.  Her ass, which had been calling me from the
hallway, was now exposed and ready for my ministrations.  I slid my hands
inside her pajama bottoms and pushed them down just enough to expose the
tiny little butt that I dreamt of so often.  Andie moaned as I took her ass
cheeks in my hands and roughly fondled them.

   I quickly unzipped my pants and laid my hard cock between the cheeks of
her bare butt.  Andie soundlessly wiggled, grinding herself against my pink
rod.  She reached out with her arms, dropping her toothbrush and grabbing
the sides of the counter to steady herself from the pressure as I pushed
against her.

   There wasn't time to do this right.  My wife could easily catch us.  But
I badly needed a fuck from my daughter, and I couldn't take any time to get
her wet and ready.  I grabbed a bottle of some pink liquid soap and
squirted it on the head of my dick, which was starting to leak fluid of its
own.  I reached down and smeared the soap all over my shaft, getting it wet
and slippery.  Then I placed the tip at the entrance to Andrea's tiny
little hole and held on to her waist as I pushed myself into her.

   Man, if I'd thought that she was snug when we'd made love before and
she'd been ready, it was nothing compared to the tightness of her little
cunt now.  I swear, I thought that her pussy was so tight that it was
pushing all of the blood back out of my hungry cock.  But the soap helped
and as I'd been learning, Andrea was always easy to get excited.  After the
first slow push into her tight pussy I was able to start sliding myself in
and out of her.

   Not that I lasted long.  Andrea stayed bent over the sink, holding on
for dear life as I pummeled her pussy with my slick rod.  After only about
a half dozen strokes I came.  My hips shoved her against the sink as I
pinned her there with my spurting tool.

   As before the sperm couldn't fit inside her, and it spilled out and ran
down her legs, mixing with the pink soap and Andrea's own cum.  She
couldn't have been comfortable bent over the bathroom sink like that, but
in her post fuck dreaminess she just didn't care.  I suddenly found myself
gasping for air and I realized that I'd been holding my breath while I
emptied myself into her.

   Finally my spasms wore down, and my dick was sated and empty.  I took my
hands from Andrea's waist and slid out of her.  She moaned softly in
disappointment as I withdrew, her pussy suddenly empty and still wanting. I
grabbed a towel and wiped myself off, and then I used it between her
slightly spread legs, drying her pussy, thighs and ass.  I pulled her
jammies back up to cover those perfect little cheeks.

   I hung the towel back up, and opened the door to leave.  Andrea was
still bent over the sink, recovering from her first quickie.  She picked up
her toothbrush and moved it to her mouth.  She still had toothpaste on her
lips from when I'd walked in.  Andie caught my eye in the mirror as she
brought her toothbrush to her lips and said, "Thank you, Daddy!"

   But that was several days ago.  And so you can see that as our affair
had progressed, I'd never even seen her naked legs.  Usually they were
encased in nylon, and once in her pajamas.  And for a leg man like me that
was practically sacrilegious.  I needed to touch her bare legs, caress her
thighs and cradle her calves in my hands.

   Andie sat slouched in the chair, her dripping pussy exposed and her
stockinged legs spread wide, inviting me to remove her nylons.  But now I
was going to get the chance to touch and hold my favorite part of a girl.
And that's why my hands were trembling as I accepted her invitation to take
off her stockings.

   I started with her right leg, unfastening the little clips that held her
stockings to her garterbelt.  The difference in feel between her dark
nylons and her warm silky thighs was as erotic a sensation as I'd ever
felt. I slipped the stocking down slowly, sensuously, taking the
opportunity to stroke her thighs as Andrea watched, thrilled at the
pleasure her daddy was taking from her body.

   When I pulled the stocking off of her toes, Andie held out her hand to
me.

   "Gimme," she said.  I handed her the dark cummy nylon, and she promptly
popped the toe of it into her mouth and began sucking the cum out of the
fabric.  She grinned as she did it, obviously enjoying the taste of my
sperm and the texture of the nylon on her lips.  Laying there in one nylon
with her perfect right leg bare and beckoning and her mouth full of cum I
thought she was about the sexiest sight I'd ever seen.  In spite of its
recent cum splurge, I felt my dick start to stiffen again.

   I removed her other nylon slowly, enjoying stroking every inch of her
smooth leg and foot.  Andrea took it from me so that she could suck my
sperm out it too.  I lay back in my chair and looked at the vision of
erotic loveliness in front of me.  There's something extra sexy about a
young girl who's naked just from the waist down.  She was still exposing
herself and teasing me by nibbling on her stocking.  Finally she decided
that it was time for her to be going.  Andrea got up from her chair and
pushed it back into place.  Barefoot and carrying her wet nylons she padded
over to her backpack.  She picked up her pack and stuffed her stockings
into it.  Then she pulled out a small white hand towel and turned to face
me so that I could watch as she spread her legs and wiped herself dry.  She
put the towel back in her pack and took out a new pair of black stockings.

   I was watching her, quite contented to cast my gaze over my succulent
daughter and dream of our next time.  She was just about to start putting
the nylons on when she happened to glance at my still naked crotch.  My
dick was hard and red all over again, and dripping pre-cum just as if I
hadn't already had the orgasm of the year.

   "Daddy!" she squealed.  She put her hands on her hips, pretending anger.
"What am I going to do with you?" She stomped her bare foot on the carpet.
After a moment of staring at me, Andie shook her head to herself.

   "Well, I can't go out and leave you here like that," she whispered. 
Andrea stuffed her stockings back in her pack.  She looked so cute and
innocent standing there, talking to me in that tone of voice that daughters
use when they're pretending to be exasperated with their daddys.  "Gosh,
the things a daughter has to do for her daddy."

   Still acting exasperated but barely hiding a giggle, she went on.

   " I mean, really.  Now Daddy, if I take care of that before I go do you
promise to fuck Mom when she gets home?"

   I nodded mutely, unable to muster the words to tell her to come fuck her
daddy again.

   "I mean it Daddy.  Will you fuck Mommy as soon as she gets home?"

   "Yes," I croaked.  My dick was craving the touch of those magnificent
smooth legs, and I probably would have said anything.

   "Promise?"

   "Yes." It seemed that was the only word I could manage.

   "Say it Daddy!  Say `I promise.'"

   "I promise." It didn't come out quite as convincingly as I would have
liked.  Andrea stared at me for a moment.  Then, her decision made, she
reached up and pushed her hair back behind her ears and walked over to me.
"Well, OK.  Scoot up," she said.

   I positioned myself in the chair, making room for her legs on either
side of me and pushing my pants down a little further.  My dick was hungry
to be inside my little girl, and I don't think its ever been harder. 
Andrea crawled up on the chair and straddled me.  Her knees were spread
wide as she planted her feet on the seat of the chair on either side of my
hips.  She kissed me passionately on the lips as she got herself into
position.  I caressed those shapely legs as she spread them wide and
reached down to take hold of my wet steel pole.

   Andrea's breath was short already, and it became shorter as she placed
the head of my dick on the entrance to her most valued treasure.  Her
little hand holding my cock against her bald pussy filled me with tense
anticipation.  She moaned a little as it started to enter her, but she
stopped to look me in the eye.

   "Promise?" she gasped, unable to actually wait for my answer as she let
her weight down, impaling herself on my rigid manhood.

   "Promise," I gasped between my clenched teeth as my dick reached the
bottom of her wiggling pussy.  The sensation of my daughter's young slit
gripping me so tightly was exquisite.  I've always loved her, but I'd never
felt closer to her than I did right then.

   Andrea didn't even hear me answer.  She was just too distracted by the
sensation of being completely filled by my throbbing rod.  As I've said
before her pussy is so tight that it almost hurt, and I loved the feeling
of being buried inside my daughter.  I think she was already cumming before
she'd even begun her first stroke.

   My little girl buried her face in my shoulder as she started riding me
up and down, the firm muscles in her legs flexing under my loving hands. 
After a few strokes she began whimpering and saying
"oh-god-oh-daddy-oh-god-oh-daddy" over and over.  Every once in a while
she'd change to, "oh, that feels so good." Then it was back to
"oh-god-oh-daddy." She held my neck in a death grip and I held on to her
taut ass while we fucked.

   Andie was still cumming as she rode me up and down, but after a minute
or two she somehow managed enough control over her orgasming body to lean
back and look me in the eye.  But she never stopped pistoning herself on my
hot steel shaft.

   "Daddy," she said, panting and gasping.  "Cum in me Daddy." Andrea never
stopped sliding up and down on me.  She squealed as a spasm of pleasure hit
her, but she kept her eyes on mine as she kept riding me.  She could barely
get the words out through her gasping for air.  "Cum...in me.....Daddy! 
Pleeeeeease!!"

   Suddenly my dick erupted into her little pussy, squirting stream after
stream of hot sticky sperm into her.  As always when I was screwing Andrea,
my dick filled her so full that there was no room for the sperm, and the
motion of her hips caused it to pump out of her as fast as I pumped it into
her.  My white seed mixed with her own juices and covered her thighs and my
dick.  I hurled myself into her as far as I could with each squirt, and she
squealed over and over as each shot drenched her insides.

   Andrea could feel my sperm shooting into her, and she began timing her
strokes to match my cumjets.  She was fully impaled on my rod each time I
squirted, taking me and my seed as far into her as possible.  I've never
had a girl who could so instinctively milk me dry.  And as she impaled
herself on me, I thought I could hear her whispering, "Thank you Daddy. 
Thank you Daddy," with each stroke.

   Finally we slowed together, our thrusting losing momentum as I
transferred my seed into my daughter.  She let all of her weight rest on me
as we waited for our breathing to return to normal.  I caressed her long
legs from her ass to her toes, savoring the silky feeling of her young
skin. I reached down between her spread legs to give her little clit a
post-cum tickle with my finger, and she shuddered a little in pleasure.

   At last she murmured into my shoulder, "I really have to get going,
Daddy." Slowly, regretfully, she removed herself from my dick, sliding me
out of her as she stood up on the chair.  Her legs still straddled me,
their bare silky skin calling to me.  For a brief moment her pussy was
right in front of my face, dripping our warm cum and filling my nose with
the tantalizing scent of a girl in heat.  But then she stepped down and
walked over to her backpack.  Andrea pulled out her towel as she had before
and wiped herself dry.

   My daughter pulled on her nylons, slowly teasing me as I wished my dick
was ready for her again.  She slipped on her high heels and in a matter of
moments looked like the schoolgirl she was and not like someone who had
just given her daddy the fucking of a lifetime.

   "Remember," she said, "You promised to fuck Mommy when she got home. 
And you know how girls are.  I'll be able to find out.  So if you want to
touch me next week you'll have to fuck her silly tonight."

   "Yes, baby," I said, putting myself back.  I was definitely going to
have to go take a shower before Judy got home.

   Andrea threw her backpack over her shoulder and went to the door. 
"Gotta go.  I'll be back in a couple of hours." My daughter opened the door
and sashayed out, pulling it shut behind her.  But then she opened it right
back up and popped her head in.

   "Daddy?"

   "Yes, baby?"

   "Thank you, Daddy."


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