Middle School Orientation - Part III
Bad Daddy - A Present for Pickles
inspired by P.F. Dill
Bill Peters
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I am a bad daddy.
What happened between my little angel and me two years ago was a one-time parenting failure in the heat of the moment. It brought out the slut in my daughter, but it didn't change the fact that I am her daddy and her protector.
Well, the fact is I'm also a man, and having a hot little teen slut running around the house every day falls in the category of temptation. Luckily Jill was getting all the sex she could handle at school and everywhere else, so she wasn't looking for any more at home. (Not counting the guys she brought home for the night).
Now granted, I love seeing her behave like that. I have to admit I'm a big fan of Jill's Class, and although I've never mentioned it to her I watch it all the time, and not just the 'class' parts. I'd even go so far as to say Jill is the hottest little piece of tail in the whole school, and you know that's really saying something if you've ever seen her classmates.
I think I was doing pretty good at keeping my hands off her, even if I did steal into her bedroom now and then to check on her, late at night. A daddy is supposed to watch over his little girl, right? Now it's true that Jill almost always sleeps in the nude, but that's nothing special. She spends most of the time nude. And when she's asleep she's so innocent, so like the little girl she used to be, that it just melts my heart. It's also true that I usually get hard watching her, but that's nothing out of the ordinary, either. I don't beat off in her room. Well, not very often.
What happened was an accident. Maybe you don't believe me, but it was a slow day at the office and the boss sent me home early. I walked into the house and heard splashing in the backyard pool. I went into the kitchen and looked out the window. She and her friend Sara were playing in the water with a couple of boys. They must have been seniors, because they were a lot bigger than the girls. And things were pretty tame for once. The girls were riding on the boys shoulders, trying to duck each other. Do they still call that chicken fights? Not only weren't the girls nude, they were wearing conservative, one piece suits. I was surprised and relieved. I tapped on the window and waved to Jill.
"Hi, daddy," she shrieked, trying not to fall.
The boys fell over, climbed out of the pool, and made a made dash out the gate, pulling Sara by the hand. Jill looked surprised. I chuckled and went to make a sandwich. These guys didn't know Jill very well.
A few minutes later I heard the patio door slide open. Jill walked in to the kitchen. That's when it happened.
That conservative, one piece swimsuit was a bit different than I thought. Not only was it transparent, it was crotchless.
I should tell you that that suit was a fetish of mine. I spend a lot of time at Bikini-Dare.com, and that suit is far and away my favorite among many, many contenders. It's so innocent looking at first glance, and so flattering to a beautiful pussy on closer examination that I've spent a lot of time examining closely. But it never looked like it did today.
Did I mention Jill has the cutest little pussy I've ever seen?
I know. I sound like a proud papa. That's because I am a proud papa. But if you could see Jill you'd agree. I can't show you her picture because you may not be in an age-of-consent free jurisdiction, but I can show you the suit. And now, seeing my own little angel with the world's prettiest pussy in that suit, something snapped in me. She wasn't my little girl anymore. She was a woman. A woman I had to fuck. God help me.
"Daddy?" she said, looking small and frightened. I grabbed my belt, unzipped and dropped my pants as I stroud across the room to embrace her. "Daddy!" she cried out, staring at my rampant cock just before I enveloped her in my arms.
Two years of pent-up desire got released that afternoon. Or was it 14 years? Whatever it was, Jill never got a chance to say no. So yes, it was statutory rape and probably just plain rape, not to mention incest and child molestation. Thanks to 'the Shot' it didn't result in a grand daughter, but even without that I could end up in jail for the rest of my life. Was it worth it?
You bet it was.
Our first fuck was hard and fast. I picked her up and laid her on the kitchen table, then entered her fully in one smooth stroke. Even with all her sexual activity of the past two years, she was still tiny for my size, but for some reason she was wet. I do not mean from swimming. So wet she had no chance of resisting. I knew she would, but her body betrayed her and she couldn't stop me any more than I could stop myself. And after all, she was a little slut. Her legs wrapped around my waist and her heels started to bounce off my ass.
I lasted far longer than I expected. It must have been more than 20 minutes that I pounded into her, bringing my baby to no less than three loud, thrashing, squealing orgasms before I emptied the pent up contents of my swollen testicles deep inside her slippery cunt. I'd probably be fucking her still, right there on the kitchen table, if it weren't for those three little words I've always secretly longed to hear her say.
"Fuck me, daddy!"
So I"m going to hell. But the path leads through heaven. I made my sweet little angel so horny that she won't take no for an answer. But at least she promised never to turn me in to the cops. As long as I keep giving her what she wants.
Jill
Finally, finally, finally!
I was going crazy every time daddy came into my bedroom at night, and every time I thought he was going to reach out and touch me. For heaven sake, I was lying there completely naked with my legs apart, and the poor guy just stood there looking. I nearly went crazy the first night he pulled out his cock and stroked it over me, but even then he just wouldn't cross the line. Well, I had to do something. A girl can only take so much.
He never knew I could spy on his computer. That's how I noticed how often he visited the Bikini-Dare web site and how much time he spent looking at one swimsuit in particular. Well, as soon as they started selling junior's sizes I had two overnighted to the house. One for me and one for Sara.
Daddy doesn't know I'm doing his boss, either. Sometimes he's just so clueless! But I love him anyway. Sara and I invited two of the jocks from the football team to come over for a swim. They're just as big and dumb (and sexy) as he is, and they bought it when Sara told them he keeps a shotgun in the hall closet. So I'd say my plan worked perfectly, but even I wasn't expecting daddy's reaction when I walked into the kitchen. I made the most of it, though. We fucked all afternoon, and that night daddy showed me his tongue is nearly as long as his cock! So now my needs are getting fully met, at home as well as at school.
Life is wonderful!
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P.S. Daddy used to take me to the playground in the park when I was little. Last Saturday I asked him to take me back. 💞
