Copyright © 1998, Abear. ALL Rights Reserved Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade : Monday AM, December 28, 1998 Without the written permission of the author and during 120 days after the above mentioned date of first publication this story may be downloaded uniquely for your private use. After the limit date mentioned, the story may be freely distributed on condition that this notice remains attached, but not for profit, and providing the usual precautions have been taken to prevent it being read by unauthorized persons, especially under age children, or by people who might be offended by its contents. The author may be contacted by emailing [email protected] or [email protected]. A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive, Filename: slutdaut.txt http://www.mrdouble.com Tom's Slut Daughter Written by Abear I guess you can say that it was his fault. Not at the beginning, but I guess the end would have to fall on Tom's shoulders for the final blame. Growing up in Candelaria, Texas, the choices and directions were limited. He came from a loving family, but they were all stuck in a tiny town, along with a tiny vision of the world. Few people ventured too far outside of the town, and most remained as much a part of the town as the worn roads that circled the downtown area. There was one ticket out for Tom, and this ticket became his focus. He had developed a sincere love for music at an early age. As he grew older, the sounds and words of early rock and roll took him places that his feet could never reach. The music provided him with the answers to the many questions that ran through his life, and it opened his mind to the world beyond Candelaria. He joined together with a couple of guys who had similar and creative ideas, and they built their own "pirate radio." Working with their imagination and whatever electronic equipment they could find, they built a radio that opened the door to the wild sounds that filled their lives. Wolfman Jack became akin to a brother, and they spent their days waiting for his nightly broadcasts. As soon as they were old enough, the boys would make weekly trips down to Mexico and watch and listen to the original underground music movement. It took a lot of work, along with a lot of his hard earned money, but Tom ended up landing a job as a Disc Jockey at a local radio station, and his popularity took off. His appreciation and understanding of music opened bigger doors for him, and he was soon running his own show for a larger station in Dallas. The country was riding the crest of rock and roll, and Tom got caught up in the waves. Stations were looking for people who understood the music and he fit right in. His show and his popularity rose to the top of the charts. The early music of Buddy Holly, Duane Eddy, Richie Valens, and the other young pioneers became the cornerstone of his nightly radio broadcasts, and the teenage population of the area looked to Tom as their local hero. He held the key to what they heard, and he introduced them all to this great music that understood their teen angst, and also understood their thoughts and ideas. He became a big local celebrity, and his face was soon seen everywhere. He would emcee local school dances, appear at local businesses, and he also helped out with many fundraisers. Music had been his ticket out of his small-minded town, and it also served as the key into popularity. As the saying goes, girls wanted him, and boys wanted to be him. It was a perfect situation, and he used it to his advantage. There was a countless number of teenage girls that would do anything to be the one on stage with him, or seen out on the town with him, and he used this all to his advantage. This is, of course, where the blame begins. It was in a small town where he met Laurie, and she was the girl that he had been looking for. Beautiful and smart, she came from a wealthy family that despised Tom and everything he stood for. Their relationship took off in the face of her parents, and she soon moved in with him. Their sex life was ferocious, and she pleased him like no other woman had done before. She soon became pregnant, and they were stuck in a no-win situation. It was a convoluted mess that ended with a small baby girl, and her parents totally against them. When Laurie caught him with one of his many little "groupies," she suddenly had a change of heart. Laurie had walked in on Tom screwing one of the little teen "groupies" that followed him and his show with a passion. Although he loved Laurie, he had a strong fixation on young, teenage girls. Something about their fresh innocence, and their pure bodies, just drove him wild with ravenous lust. It was this lust that made Laurie see her parent's way, and she soon ran from him, back to the wealthy comfort of her family life. She left their infant daughter with him, along with a check for $10,000 from her father, and his life was drastically changed. His daughter's name was Lacy, a cute little blonde angel. He would look at her and marvel at her beauty, his heart soaring at her cute little button nose. She had the same looks as her mother, and her blue eyes would burn a hole into his heart every time she looked at him. This caused a change in his behavior, and she became the focus of his life. He cleaned up his act, and he aimed at taking care of and providing for his little girl. As she grew older, her body and beauty emerged as one, amazing everyone that saw her. Tom's heart ached with every passing day, and they became a team, working together to understand and deal with life. He did his best, but as a single dad he was not the most prepared to deal with "feminine issues." He did his best to treat her right, and to show her the right things to do, but it all came from a male perspective, and her development took on a different path than it would have if her mother was still in her life. Regardless, Tom continued to clean his act up, and he continued to give her the best that he could. That is not to say that Tom did not have fun. He still had a desire for young female flesh, and he would still take the occasional grope or blowjob at every chance he got. He still got his fair share of young, teenage ass, but he did it in a much more secretive way. He wanted to protect Lacy from this side of his life, and he tried to keep her on the right path. Unknowingly, these desires are what caused all of the problems. He never looked at Lacy as one of his teen sluts, or even thought about her in that way, but the appeal of young girls to him blazed the trail for the way that he raised her. He bought her clothes that he enjoyed seeing on other girls, and he let her wear make up way before anyone else her age was wearing it. Innocently enough, he turned his beautiful daughter into a little slut before his eyes, and he did not even realize it. He was just doing what he thought everyone else did for their daughter, or at least everyone else whose daughter came to his shows. Those were the girls that he liked, and that is how he wanted his daughter to be. He had no idea that he was turning his daughter into a slut. Lacy had more to do with it than her father realized. Inheriting her mother's beauty, she also inherited her mother's body. As a result of this, her body began to develop curves and flares at a much earlier age than anyone else had done in school. She was the first girl to develop a noticeable chest, and it was this development that added to the clothing Tom gave her, and the look that he was helping her create. If she was not his own daughter he would have zeroed in on her, and she would have been the target of one of his many advances. As Lacy grew older, she noticed the attention that she got from the older boys, and she loved the freedom that her father gave her. They were very close and got along very well, but he gave her more freedom to do what she wanted than anyone else she knew of. She also began to understand more and more about her father and what he did as she grew. She heard all the older girls talk and gossip about how "hot" her father was, and how they all wanted to be with the great radio star. Although he had calmed his image down a bit for Lacy, he was still a very popular D.J., and all the girls still wanted him. The first time that Lacy got worried about her father was when she was asked out on a date. She was a twelve-year-old girl in a sixteen-year-old body. Her body had developed way beyond her years, and with the clothes and makeup that she wore, she was devastatingly beautiful for her age. Everyone mistook her as older, and she soon had high school boys chasing after her, every guy eager to get a piece of this hot young thing. "Dad," she asked him in her innocent voice, "Is it OK if I go to the movies this weekend?" She had been asked out on her first car date, and she was doing her best to get around letting her father know anything about it. "Sure honey," he answered, his attention focused on the newspaper. "Who are you going with?" "Well, this boy named Duane asked me to go with him," she replied in a nonchalant voice. "He wanted to take me to the movies." "Do I know him honey?" he asked her, paying little attention to the matter at hand. She would often go out with her friends, both girls and boys, and he trusted her completely. "Let me know if it is any good. The movie that is." Lacy was overjoyed, and her spirits were on high as she prepared for her date. Her girlfriends all chatted and talked with her, and they could not believe that she was going on a car date with a seventeen-year-old. They all waited with great expectations as the night approached. Lacy had agreed to meet him down the street, that way her father would not know that she was going in his car. Her father was very cool with most things that she did, and he gave her an incredible amount of freedom, but she was not sure where he would draw the line. She did not want to give him a chance to draw it here. She had worn her nicest skirt and sweater, and she had done the best job that she could with her make up. Her breasts had continued to develop, and they filled out the front of her sweater. She had ducked out of the house with a quick goodbye, again in the idea of not giving her father a single reason to say no to her date. As Duane opened the door for her he let out a low whistle, the sight of the hot little thing making him crazy. They were off to the movies, and Lacy was on top of the world. Arriving at the movie house, Duane escorted Lacy upstairs to the balcony. The goose bumps came out in full force on her skin as she held his hand. Only the older kids go to the balcony, and it was always vary dark up there. She squeezed his hand tight as they walked up the stairs, and they sat together in the back row, the farthest corner from the aisle. Lacy was a little nervous at first, being with an older guy and all, but when he slid his arm around her and held her tight to his body, she felt very good. She nestled in against him, and they settled in to watch the movie. The movie was over and she was home before she knew it. It was a good time, and she enjoyed riding in his car and sitting in the balcony, but it really was not different from any of her other dates. Nothing had happened yet, and Duane acted very polite and nice. They began to date, and they were in the balcony of the movie house every Friday night. As they dates went on, more and more things started to happen. It was their third date when Duane tilted her head up to his face and they began to kiss. His tongue slid between her lips and she was treated to her first French kiss. She moaned against his body, her full breasts rubbing against his chest as they kissed. She could feel her nipples grow hard as they kissed and held each other. The following week Duane surprised her by rubbing her breasts. They had settled in their seats, and they attacked each other before the movie started. As their tongues raced against each other, Duane moved his hand to her chest, massaging her large breasts with his hands. Lacy wanted to stop him and say something, but he was an older boy, and it did feel oh so good. She actually started moaning into his mouth, pushing her chest into his hand as they made out in their corner. Tom noticed a change in Lacy during this time. Since she had started dating this Duane boy, her outfits became even more provocative, and more noticeable. She had been going out with him quite regularly now, and he noticed that she was coming in later and later at night. He had bought her some hot outfits, and she had always worn them, but she seemed to be different these days. Her clothes were all very tight on her, and lately she always seemed to be showing more and more of her skin. He finally asked to meet this boy, as he was curious as to why the changes were happening. "Lacy, could you bring Duane by next time you go out?' he asked her one night. "Uh, sure daddy," she replied, with a little nervousness. "Is there something wrong?" "Not really honey," he answered. "You have been seeing a lot of him, and I would like to meet him. That's all." "Well, daddy, I need to tell you something about Duane," she said. "And you have to promise not get mad at me." "Uh oh, is he a convict?" he asked in mock humor. It was an age-old game between them, Lacy always asking Tom to promise not to get mad at her. "What is it honey?" "Well, he is a little older than me," she blurted out, her eyes glued to her father for his response. He surprised her by not reacting mad at all. "Really? Well, how old is he honey?" he asked, not all that concerned. He held a lot of confidence in his daughter, and he knew that she could handle herself. Lacy went on to tell him how old Duane was, and Tom was a little shocked. It was not that he was so old, but it was that now she was getting into sex a little sooner than he thought she would. Not that he expected her to have sex yet, but he knew what seventeen-year-old boys were after. Hell, he used to be after it too! Duane came over to meet him the next time they went out and it elicited a change in Tom. He was fine with Duane, and he was actually turned on a little by seeing Lacy stand with him and hold his hand. She had on one of her hot little outfits, and he saw her with another man for the first time. Any image of her as his daughter was shattered in that moment and he looked at her as a woman for the first time. He realized that his daughter was a hot little woman, and he could not believe his thoughts. He watched them walk out to his car, and he had his eyes glued on her as she kissed Duane. Tom was extremely turned on by this revelation, and his daughter became one of those hot little numbers that he had always lusted after. He laughed when he realized that she had been here all along, and that he had never realized. Turning from the window, he noticed that he had a raging erection in his pants. Without even thinking, he immediately went to Lacy's room. He entered her room as a man for the first time, a man with a hunger. He went right to her dresser and reached for a pair of the silk panties that lay in her drawer. He dropped his pants and massaged his cock with her panties, her smell in the air of the room, and the incredible feel of the panties on his cock. He closed his eyes and thought of his daughter, of her hot little body that he had not "seen" for so long. He groaned when he thought of all the times that they had touched or kissed. She was here all the time, the perfect little girl, and he had never thought of her as one of his conquests. His cock erupted into the satin panties as he thought of his daughter. He cleaned up and went to his bedroom. He stayed up waiting for them to return, and he peeked out his window when he heard Duane drive up outside. Tom's cock grew instantly erect as he saw them making out in his car, their hands all over each other. Tom started to pound his cock as he watched Duane place his hands on his daughter's breasts. This got to be too much for Tom too soon, and his cock exploded all over the wall, his cock pumping out load after load of hot cum. Tom slumped back in his bed, totally confused and distraught over the situation. He had developed a sudden and overwhelming urge to fuck his daughter, but he could not do that. How do you approach your daughter, a twelve-year-old girl, about having sex? It was a ridiculous situation, and he ended up in a restless sleep all night, visions of Duane's hands on his daughter's breasts staying with him the whole way. The next couple of days were very difficult for Tom. He would stare at Lacy with every opportunity her got, always trying to catch a glimpse of her body. She did not help matters much, as she continued to wear the most provocative outfits that she owned. Something about being with Duane unleashed her sexuality, and everything that she wore took on a whole new meaning. Tom became so obsessed with her that he lost all interest in the little sluts that he used to bang. His sex life became centered on his little girl, and he would jerk off every day with her on his mind. Lacy noticed the increased attention from her dad, and she began to flirt and tease him. They had always been very close, but she could sense a difference. She noticed him sneaking peeks at her, and she did her best to give him little glimpses of skin. As summer rapidly approached, she wore bikinis that were more and more revealing. Ever since the "change" he had been dreading "the moment." It was something that he had to do, and it was something that he had been putting off and off. But with the change in Lacy, and the obvious dating with Duane, Tom knew that he had to have the talk. "Lacy honey," he said to her one afternoon when they were home together. "We need to talk." She looked at him and she was a little surprised by his serious look. "What is the matter daddy?" she asked him as she sat down with him on the couch. "Well, you know that I have done my best to raise you on my own," Tom started. "And there was one thing that I have put off and put off. I knew that I had to talk with you about it, but I did not expect it to happen so soon." "What are you talking about daddy?" she asked, her curiosity running wild. "Is there something wrong? Did I do something wrong?" The look of concern on her face shot pangs through his heart. She was sitting there in a t-shirt and cut-offs, her body as becoming as usual. Tom swallowed twice before continuing on. "Well, honey, as you grow older you are going to change, your body is going to change too," he started out, trying to keep his cool. "I guess this is going to be your basic birds and bees talk." "Oh daddy, I already know everything," she told him with an air of confidence. "All of the kids at school talk about it, and I have seen plenty of it in the movies." "Well, uh, yeah, I figured that," he replied. "But I wanted to see if there is anything you don't know. If you have any questions you can ask me. I wanted you to know that I am here for you." "Thanks daddy, I have been a little confused with Duane," she said in a rush. "It feels so good to be with him, and he makes me feel good, but I am not sure of what I am doing." "Honey, you are very young, and you should not let Duane do anything that you do not want to do. You make sure you come to me if there are any problems." "O.K. daddy, thank you," she said with a smile, leaning in and kissing Tom square on the lips. As she hugged him, her large breasts squashed against his stomach, his cock growing to life in response to the touch. It was a moment of fantasy for Tom, and he relished the feel of his daughter's chest against his own. Two weeks later she was out with Duane, and they went parking instead of to the movies. She was surprised that they were not doing the movies as usual, and her body was electric as they pulled into a secluded area, down by the lake. Lacy snuggled up next to Duane as he pulled a flask out of liquor out of his jacket. "What's that?" asked Lacy as he took a deep swallow from the bottle. "Here try some," he told her as he handed her the bottle. "It will make you feel good. It is whiskey." Lacy took the bottle to her lips and took a long drag on it. Duane laughed as she choked and spit out some of the hard liquor. "Take it easy Lace," he told he as he laughed. "It gets better, it will get much better." They sat together snuggling and hugging, each of them taking sips from the bottle and kissing each other. As the liquor started to take effect, Duane pushed Lacy back on the chair and started kissing her. His hands went right up under her sweater and practically ripped her bra off. "H.h.h.hey!!! What are you doing?!?" yelled Lacy as her bra fell to the floor of the car. She had let him touch her breasts through her sweater, and even rub between her legs a little, but she had not yet let him touch her breasts under her bra. "Ahhh, come on Lace. We have been dating now for almost two weeks," he told her, his hands moving back and forth across her chest. "If you were my age we would have already had sex. I have been very patient with you. If you want to be my girlfriend, than we have to start doing more." "It does feel good to be with you Duane," she told him, the liquor enhancing all of the feelings that ran through her body. "But I am scared. This is all new to me. I am afraid." Duane soothed her and hugged her, feeding her more of the whiskey. He moved her hand to his crotch, and he groaned as she started to rub the solid lump that was his cock. This hot little bitch had him so worked up that he was ready to explode. He undid his pants, freeing his cock to her hands. "Oh god, that is so hot," she moaned as his cock popped up out of his pants. "It is so hard....ummmmm...that makes me feel good." He was moaning as she rubbed his cock in her hands, and his hands returned to her chest, pushing her back as he toyed with her large breasts. She squealed and groaned as his fingers rubbed over her erect nipples, the heat spreading throughout her body. Before Lacy knew what was going on, Duane had her panties off and her skirt bunched up around her waist. "Oh Duane, this feels so good, but please stop," she cried out in a mixture of concern and pleasure. "Please stop, I am scared!" He paid her no heed, and his fingers found her damp pussy waiting for him. "Christ, you're hot and wet," he grunted to her. "You can't tell me that you don't want this, you are on fire!" He roughly moved his hands up to her breasts, pushing her sweater up to reveal her magnificent chest, and he pulled himself up between her legs. Grabbing his erect cock, he slammed it forward, ripping into her body, and shredding her cherry pussy. "AAHHHHH!!!! Fuck...oh stop Duane, please stop...AAAHHHH!!!!!" she cried out, her hands pushing against his chest, and her legs scissoring closed in an attempt to force him out. Duane was like a man possessed, and he pushed his way into her body, his cock leading the charge as it slid into her tight pussy. Although she wanted to please him and to be his girlfriend, his cock tore into her with a vicious tear. "AHHHHH!!!!! OH GOD IT HURTSS!!!!" she screamed out, her fists now pounding against his chest. It was all too much for Duane and his orgasm shot out all over her body, his cum shooting straight lines all over her pussy and stomach. Lacy cried out as the sizzling cum blasted onto her body. "Oh fuck, you bitch," Duane screamed at her. "You fucking cock tease whore bitch!!" Lacy started to cry as Duane shoved his cock back into his pants and started his car and took off. "Too fucking young. Wait a waste of time." Lacy was sobbing and crying the whole time, her naked body splayed out on the chair. She could feel his cum as it dripped down into her sore pussy, the alcohol still running through her body. "Duane, I am so sorry, it hurt so much," she pleaded. "I want to do that with you, but not like that. You hurt me so much." She continued to sob, trying to grab onto Duane again and get his attention. "Fucking bitch whore," he muttered, shaking his head as his car flew over the roads. He did not even look at her as he pulled to a screeching halt in front of her house. "Get out of my car." Lacy was still sobbing as she climbed out of his car, her skirt and sweater finally falling down to cover her naked body. His cum still pooled all over her body, and she could feel the hot cum slide down over her pussy mound. Although her pussy was on fire, she was still reeling from the incredible pain of the forcible fuck, she was also feeling the effects of the alcohol, and she was a little unsteady. Tom opened the door as she came up the steps. "Lacy, are you alright? What happened to you?" he asked in a concerned voice, the sight of his disheveled, crying daughter filling him with questions. "Tell me what happened." Lacy cried as she threw her arms around her father, hugging her to her body. "Oh daddy, it hurt so bad," sobbed Lacy into his shoulder. "Oh daddy, I am so sorry." She started to shake and sob on his shoulder, and Tom did his best to comfort his little girl. She was terrified and shaking in his arms, but he was getting aroused at the feel of her in his arms. He could feel her bare skin through her sweater, and he could tell that there was no bra on her chest. His cock exploded in his pants. "Tell me what happened baby," he told her in a soothing voice, helping her over to the couch. Between sobs, she gave him a quick outline of the evening, and Tom grimaced as he heard her tell him about Duane forcing himself on her. His eyes were on her erect nipples poking through her sweater, and he felt ashamed at the wicked thoughts he was having as his daughter came to him for comfort. "Daddy, I am so sorry, I am so sorry. This never should have happened," she cried, explaining to him about the alcohol she had drank earlier. Again, his mind listened to her sobs and thought of her body. With her leaning on him, her sweater opened up in front, and he could see the perfect mounds pressing against the fabric. His cock was harder than ever before. They sat like that for several minutes, Tom comforting his daughter, and Lacy eventually falling asleep on his shoulder. He gave her a couple more minutes before he checked on her. She was totally out, a combination of alcohol and exhaustion pushing her deep into a slumber. Tom turned and picked her up off the couch, her bare legs curling over his arms as he carried her to her room. Lying her on her bed, Tom was in for the surprise of his life. He slowly pulled her sweater of her head, exposing her body to him to look at. He felt his cock swell in his pants as he looked at the perfect breasts that sat upright on her chest. These were the globes that he had fantasized and dreamt about for weeks, and they were there for his taking. His cock was drooling pre-cum all over his shorts as he dropped to his knees next to her. Leaning in, he brought his hands to her chest. The soft feel of her skin was luxurious, and he moaned as her breasts turned firm under his fingers. He cupped both of her breasts with his hands, gently squeezing them and enjoying the feel against his skin. His fingers pinched around her erect nipples, tugging on her taut nubs. It was his own field of dreams, and his hands rode across the magnificent valley that was her breasts. He leaned in and stared at her nipples as they stood at full attention. He was lost in a dream world as he watched his fingers toy with his daughter's nipples. He pushed and pulled them, watching with awe as they snapped back to attention. His cock was on fire as he watched and felt her, and he knew he had to taste her. He had to. Leaning in, he firmly cupped her breast and held her nipple upright. As he bent over her, he lightly kissed around her nipple, his lips lightly brushing against her velvet soft skin. He was breathing heavily as his tongue slipped out to touch it. He almost came in his pants as he ran his tongue over her erect nipple, the skin firm against his wet tongue. Tom was lost in heaven, and her chest was the cloud on which he floated. He began to kiss and suck on her nipple, and he switched from nipple to nipple. He could hear Lacy start to breathe hard, and he lost himself in the pleasure of his daughter's body. His tongue snaked out when he detected the odor of sex. It had actually been around her since she entered the house, but he was so lost in the appreciation of her body that he did not pay any attention. Suddenly, however, the blast of sex filled his nostrils. He lifted his head from her chest and looked at her stomach. He could see lines of dried cum on the edges of her skirt, and even dried on his stomach. For some reason this sent him even higher. He abandoned her chest and moved down between her legs. Tom's hands were trembling as he lifted her skirt, and he was treated to the greatest sight that he had ever seen. She was wearing no panties, and her pussy was bared for him to see. The sparse pussy hair was matted down in a mix of juice and gobs of cum. He realized that Duane must have came all over her body, and he stared at her glistening pussy. Staring down at his daughter, his body ached with desire. She was naked in front of him, her nipples at attention, and her pussy wet and ready for him. He moved in for a closer inspection of her pussy mound. He could smell the sex strongly now, the odor of Duane's cum rising up to his nose. He leaned in with his tongue and tasted her, running his tongue between her sodden pussy lips. He was rewarded with the sweet taste of Lacy's pussy, as well as a hot glob of Duane's cum. Her pussy was laced with globs of white cum, and Tom hungrily lapped it all up, as well as sucking and licking Lacy's sweet pussy. He attacked her with his tongue and he could hear Lacy begin to moan and breath deep. He flicked his tongue over her clit and Lacy's body jumped in bed. Her body began to squirm and move under his ministrations, so he slowed down his tongue. As he slowed his tongue's movements, he took his time and licked her pussy clean. His tongue slurped up all the white cum that was splattered about her mound, and he gave her pussy two deep French kisses before standing up. He pulled a sheet over Lacy and left the room. He went straight to his room and pulled on his cock until his cock exploded like a volcano. The force of his orgasm took him by surprise, and he ejaculated all over the floor of his room. He crumpled to his bed and fell asleep with his cock still in his hand. Lacy woke up in the middle of the night to find herself undressed and in bed. She figured that her father must have helped her, and she realized that he must have seen her naked. Looking at her doorway, she noticed that a light was on in the hallway and she got up to investigate. Throwing on a big t-shirt, she slowly walked into the hallway and down to her father's room. His door was open and the light was on. Quietly walking down the hall, she snuck her head around the doorway and looked in. She gasped as she saw her father lying on the bed, his big cock flopping out of his pants. Looking about the room, she noticed the gobs of semen on the floor. She walked into the room and started at the piles of cum that were splattered all over the floor. Her nipples swelled almost immediately as she realized that he must have gotten excited in seeing her naked. This excited her tremendously, and she recalled all the times that she caught her father staring at her and checking her out. She knew that she had not seen any women around lately, and that her dad must have been all horned up. She shuddered when she thought about her father stroking her cock, and it was then that she decided that she would seduce her father. She went over to him and kissed him goodnight, and then she returned to bed. She lay in bed as she mulled over her plan, her nipples erect the entire time. Waking up the next morning, Tom remembered what had happened the night before. He turned bright red when he noticed the dried gobs of cum on the floor, and that his cock was hanging from his shorts. His thoughts immediately went to Lacy and he jumped from the bed, tucking his cock back into his shorts. He went out of the door and headed down the hall. Lacy had been awake all morning, waiting for the moment her father came into her room. She heard him coming down the hall, and she assumed the position that she had devised in the night. Tom sucked in a sharp breath as he peered into her room. Lacy was lain out on the bed, the sheet doing little to cover her body. One of her breasts was completely exposed, and one leg was visible from under the sheet. She was peeking at him through closed eyes, and she watched him come over to the bed. Tom stood there staring at Lacy, his eyes glued to her naked breast and exposed nipple. Remembering the excitement from the previous night, he moved over to the bed. As he started to lean over, Lacy slowly opened her eyes. "D.d.d.daddy?" she stammered out to him in a sleepy voice. "Yes Lacy, it's daddy," he answered her in a sigh of relief. She awoke an instant before he grabbed her breast. It was perfect timing, and he looked down at her, her body still exposed. "Are you O.K.? You were pretty shaken last night." At the mention of last night, she started to whimper again, her eyes welling up in tears. "Oh daddy, it was so bad!" she shrieked, reaching her arms up to him and knocking the sheet off her completely. She was fully naked as she hugged him and cried against his shoulder. His cock surged to life as he felt her body press against him. His fantasy world was extending beyond anything that he could believe, and he rubbed his hands across her naked back. "Duane tried to take advantage of me daddy," she sobbed to him, totally hamming it up, but Tom ate up every word. With her naked body at his disposal he would have believed anything she said. Just to further cement the deal, she squeezed against him again and her breasts rubbed across his arms. "What happened Lacy?" he asked her, trying his best to comfort her as he remained focused on the feel of her naked body. His cock roared in his pants as she began. "He tried to have sex with me daddy," she said in a sobbing voice. "He ripped my bra and panties off, and then he tried to have sex with me. It hurt so much and I fought him off. I do not remember much after coming in and seeing you. You must have put me to bed. Thank you." Listening to her words sent vivid images dancing through his mind, and he held her tighter. This caused her breasts to shift against his skin again, and he could feel the pre-cum begin to ooze out of his cock. "You better get dressed baby," he told her in a concerned voice. "You should put something on. I will go start breakfast." Reluctantly, Tom stood up and walked out to the kitchen, holding his hands in front of him to hide his surging erection. He managed to get his mind off of Lacy, and his cock did deflate until she came out of her room. Lacy was extremely turned on from the flirting in her room, and her pussy was damp from being naked with her father. Her plan was going according to the schedule she had thought of, and she grabbed a large t-shirt and put it on. She sauntered out of her room only in the t-shirt, and she felt a spasm shoot through her pussy as she noticed her father's reaction. Walking into the kitchen, Tom turned to see her in a t-shirt that came down to mid-thigh. Her beautiful legs were very visible, and her nipples were very obviously straining against the front of her shirt. This brought his cock back to life, and he returned his focus to cooking breakfast. Sitting down at the table, Lacy sat facing her father, taking in his body in her new sexually charged eyes. She picked up her cold glass of juice, and she held it against her nipples, further guaranteeing that they would be standing out when he father looked at her. "Can I help you dad?" she asked, hoping to get him to turn around. "Uh, sure. Could you grab the milk in the fridge?" he replied, his attention still on the stove. Lacy stood up and walked right to him, purposely rubbing her breasts across his back as she slid to the refrigerator. Opening the door, she bent over to get look inside, pulling the t-shirt up and exposing her pussy and ass to her father. "Where is it dad?" she asked, causing Tom to turn and stare at her exposed backside. "Can you show me where it is?" Tom stammered out at her question, and he slowly walked over to the fridge, his eyes glued to the damp pussy in front of him. She stood up as he came next to her, turning to him and shoving her breasts against him. It was a little too obvious, but he was so far gone by now that he could not tell. He grabbed the juice and returned to the stove. Finally sitting down at the table, Tom could not get his attention off of her perfect nipples as they strained against her shirt. Lacy continued the sexual torture of her father with the next question. "Dad, do you remember what we talked about the other day?" she asked him in the most innocent voice she could muster. "You know, the birds and the bees?" "Um, uh, err, uh, yeah, I guess so," he stuttered out as best he could. She had him on fire and now she wanted him to talk to her about sex. He had no idea of how he was going to make it through this one. "What do you want to talk about?" "Well, with everything that happened with Duane last night, I wanted to ask some questions," she told him, her tongue slipping out along her lips every now and then. "I felt so good when I was with him, but then it hurt. I thought sex was supposed to feel good. Why did it hurt so much?" Tom swallowed hard, and he then asked her to explain what hurt. His cock almost shot off in his pants at her words. "He ripped my panties off and tried to stick his thing in me, you know," she said, her face turning a shade of red as her nipples remaining poised in the ready position. "He tried to stick it all the way in, and it hurt to much. He ended up shooting something all over me." "Honey, em, er, uh, are you sure you want me to talk to you about this?" he asked her. He was so turned on it was not even funny this time, and all he wanted to do was to run to his room and jerk off. He was squirming in his seat while they talked, her nipples working to hypnotize him. "Sure daddy, you told me I could ask you anything." "O.K. then, I guess we will talk about it," he told her as he tried to pry his eyes from her breasts. "Sex feels very good when it is between two people who care about each other, and they are both excited. Sex will hurt, or it won't work if only one person is excited. You were not ready last night, and you were not fully excited, so that is why it hurts." He could not believe that he got the words across without cumming in his pants. "How will I know if I am excited?" she immediately countered, every sexual nerve in her body on fire. "How will I know when I am excited enough to have sex? I do not want it to hurt again." She had a sexy smile on her face as she asked her father these questions. "Um, well, uh, you see, well, when a woman gets excited," he started. "Her vagina gets lubricated with her juice, and sometimes her nipples become erect." "Ohhh, do you mean like this daddy?" she asked him as she held her breasts up in her shirt, the nipples sticking straight out against the fabric. "Um, yeah honey, just like that. The woman gets lubricated inside her vagina so that a man can slide his penis into her body. Then it feels very good." "How does a woman get her vagina lubricated?" "Well, it happens naturally. When you are sexually excited and you want to have sex, your body produces this lubrication to make it easy for a man's penis to enter your body." "Dad? Would you show me?" "Show you what?" he blurted out immediately, his cock pounding against his pants. "Would you show me how to get excited?" she continued in her ultra innocent voice. "I want to be ready next time it happens, and I do not want to hurt again like I did last night. Will you show me?" Tom was not sure how it happened, but he managed to hold back his climax. His cock was pumping away in his pants as his daughter said those magic words, and he was frozen in his seat. His cock had a very good answer to that question, but he was not so sure that it was the right answer. As he mulled his answer, Lacy got up and cleared the table. "Let me get that for you," she said as she leaned across him to grab his plate, her erect nipples burning two small holes in his arm. Tom let out a low breath as her erect points grazed across his arms, his cock on fire in his pants. "Listen, Lace," he told her in a haggard voice. "I am not so sure that we should be doing all of this. You are my daughter." His cock beat to the pulse of his heart in an attempt to remind him that he did in fact want to do this with her, but he remained dedicated in his effort to be the good father. "Does that mean I do not excite you daddy?" she asked him with a frown, Tom playing perfectly into her plan. She stuck out her lips and crossed her arms across her chest as she waited on his answer. "No..no.no..no, no, you have me very excited," he told her in a hurry. "It is just that I am your father, and we should not be excited with each other. It isn't right Lacy." Regardless of the messages that his cock was sending out, he felt good that he was saying the right thing. "I bet you are not excited," she told him, her lips pushing out in a big frown. "You are probably not excited, and it would probably hurt if we had sex, just like you said. I probably do not excite you at all." "Lacy, you always excite me. You are a very sexy woman," he told her, trying to comfort his daughter. "But people get excited in different ways. When a man and a woman are going to have sex, they do something called 'foreplay.' Foreplay is when a man and a woman touch each other and make themselves feel good, and they get themselves ready to have sex." "Can you show me foreplay daddy?" she asked, her words sending Tom over the edge. "How do you we start? Should I take off my shirt?" She whisked her t-shirt over her head, baring her breasts and body for him to see. "Oh, honey, you are so beautiful," he told her, his hands itching to touch her. "I really do not think we should do this, regardless of how much we both want to. I am your father, and you are my daughter." Lacy stood up and walked over to Tom, his eyes glued to her breasts as she came over to him. Lacy walked right to her father and rubbed her breasts against his face, her hard nipples pressing against his lips. "Foreplay like this daddy?" she asked, the warmth shooting through her body as she felt his lips open to taste her nipples. "I saw you last night." "W.w.what? You saw me last night?" he asked her in shock. "What do you mean? I carried you into your room and put you to bed." Lacy explained how she woke up in the middle of the night and saw her father sleeping with his cock exposed. "Do you touch yourself when you think of me?" she asked him point blank. Tom was a little put off and very embarrassed, but he figured that he might as well be honest with her. "Yes, I do rub myself when I think of you," he confessed to his daughter. His words had wild affects on his daughter, the warmth rushing through her body. "You are so beautiful and sexy Lacy, you make me crazy." This new information sent wild shocks racing through her, and it sent her plans a little askew. She thought about what he had said, and she let loose with a new avenue of questions. "Would you show me? Would you show me how you touch yourself?" she asked him, her eyes roving over his body. "Come with me to my bedroom and show me how you touch yourself." Before her father could answer Lacy jumped up and walked into her room. Standing in the doorway she turned her head to look at her father. She let her father look at her breasts for a second, and then she turned and walked into her room. Tom was out of his seat in a second, his cock leading the way like a beacon. Entering her room, he was completely shocked to find her sprawled on her bed, her naked body there for his amusement. He walked in and stood next to her bed, waiting for her next command. "Take off your pants, daddy. Show me your cock," she told him, her eyes glued to his cock. She was in control, but she was extremely exited and turned on, her pussy producing liberal amounts of her love juice. "Show me how you touch yourself. I want you to look at me and touch yourself." Tom dropped his pants, his swollen cock bouncing to attention as it was revealed. Lacy groaned to him as she saw his cock, and she licked her lips. Tom's attention was riveted on her perfect breasts, her nipples stealing his attention. "Touch your cock daddy, touch it for me," she purred to him, controlling her father as if he was a puppy dog. "I want to watch you." Tom gulped once and then wrapped his hand around his cock. She stared at his gorgeous cock and watched his hand run up and down the shaft. If this was foreplay, she definitely liked it. Her pussy was in small spasms, the juice collecting and drooling along her slit. "Daddy, you look so hot doing that," she moaned to him in a whisper. "I feel so hot and wet. I guess this is foreplay." "Shit Lacy, this is so fucking hot, you have me on fire," he groaned back to her, barely able to make any words make sense. "I am going to explode all over you any minute now." "Do it for me daddy, show me how you cum. Cum all over me !!" Her words were too much for her father, and he felt his climax begin at the base of his balls. His hand flew over his shaft as he stared at the naked body of his daughter before him. He screamed as he felt the cum travel along his shaft and come flying out of his cock. Tom aimed his cock at his daughter, blasting the white streams of cum all over her breasts, the hot lines of his cum coating her incredible mounds. She screamed out as she felt the hot cum land on her hot skin, and Tom cried as he came all over her. It was his wildest fantasy come true, and Lacy pushed her breasts together, both of them covered in his hot cum. He groaned out again as she ran her hands over her breasts, her palms spreading the sticky cum all over her. Her nipples glistened back at him, bathed in his hot cum. "Oh fuck Lacy, that was so hot," he told her as his cock stopped pumping. "Is that foreplay daddy?" she asked him, her voice reverting to the innocent little girl that she was. "That felt so good, is that what foreplay is?" "That is just the start little girl," he told her as he struggled to catch his breath. "Foreplay is when two people touch each other, and they make each other feel very good. "Oooh, do you mean like this?" she cried out as she grabbed hold of his cock. Her hand was slick with his cum, and she slid her hand along his shaft as it miraculously grew back to life in an instant. "Does that feel good?" "Oh yeah honey," he groaned to her. "That feels incredible. I want to make you feel good too." Tom reached down with his hand and touched those magnificent breasts, his hands rubbing his cum all over her chest. Although she was still in control of the situation, Lacy was extremely turned on, and the touch of her father's hands on her breasts set off sky rockets. She was purring at the feel of his hard cock in her small hands, and when he bent over to lick his own cum from her breasts she nearly fainted. She stared at his tongue as it ran over her breasts, the tip focusing on her nipples and the shiny cum that still lay there. They were both lost in their own pleasure orbit. Tom ran his hand down to her mound, and they both groaned out as his fingers touched the heated mess that awaited him. Feeling her heat returned some of his confidence, and he began to reclaim some control of the situation. He realized that she was not as innocent as she made him believe, and he was surprised to find her pussy drenched. He figured that she was as turned on as he was, and he began to reverse her games on her. "Does that feel good?" he asked her as he ran his palm over her mound. Instead of fingering her, her began to tease her with his hand. He pressed his palm against her lower stomach, firmly pressing his flattened hand against her hot skin. He continued to lick and suck on her nipples as he slowly pushed his hand lower, his fingers slowly sliding over the ridge that was her clit. As he moved his palm over her pussy, he kept his hand flat. His entire hand slid down against her slit, his flat palm insistent with the pressure against her. Lacy started to squeal as she felt his hand pull against her mound, stretching and spreading her wet pussy lips open. It was a teasing move on a mass scale, and she groaned out to him as the juice flooded her pussy. Tom finally slipped his fingers inside her tight little slit, and he was rewarded with an avalanche of her juice. He smiled at her and saw that her lips were moving and her eyes were closed. Moving in for the kill, he pressed his thumb against her clit and she launched into her first climax. "Ahhhhh, oh, oh, ahh, ohh, daddy, yes, yes, yes," she cried to him as her body ignited into orgasm. Tom felt her hips shudder against his hand, and her pussy let loose with an overflow of juice and cum, completely drenching his fingers. "Oh daddy, unnnghhhh, mmmmmmaaahhhhhhh yeahhhhhh." Tom's own body soared at the sight of his daughter climaxing, his own hand buried between her legs. She had let go of his cock as her climax hit, but watching her cum was so intense that the feelings were the same to him if she had left her hands on his cock. Tom moved his lips up to her mouth, and they engaged into a long and drawn out French kiss, their tongues rolling and playing with each other. It was his fantasy come true, his little girl at his mercy, and his feelings ran through his body and into his tongue. They stayed locked together in an incredible kiss, Tom pulling his hand back up to her breasts. With his hand covered in her pussy juice, he rubbed it against her breasts, which were covered in his cum. The combination of their love juices coated her chest in a slick combination of their juice. "Daddy, you made me feel so good. My body feels so wet and hot," she purred to him as his hand massaged her chest. She could feel the juice seep from her pussy, the heat spreading throughout her body. The orgasm had caused her to relinquish control to her father, and she was happy to sit back and take the ride. "Does this mean I am ready to have sex with you? Are you going to have sex with me now?" Moaning at her words, Tom shook his head and explained that there were many more things that they could do to make themselves feel good. He did tell her that she was ready for sex, and that when she was wet like that sex would feel incredible. But there was more for her to learn, and Tom set about driving her crazy with sexual delight. First, he had to have her breasts. Straddling her body, he lined his cock up between her magnificent breasts, Lacy squealing at the sight and feel of his cock against her chest. His pulsing cock slid into the valley of her breasts, and the mixture of her pussy juice and his cum made for the perfect lubricant. He guided her hands to the sides of her breasts, telling her to push them together around his cock. Tom began the ride of his life, and his cock began to slide back and forth between her breasts in the most luxurious ride his cock had ever taken. Looking down, his cock almost detonated into climax. Lacy was staring at the head of his cock as it slipped back and forth, and her hands were holding her magnificent tits against his cock. He moved his own fingers to her nipples, pinching them between his fingers and using them as little hand holds. They were both groaning together, both bodies moving against the other as his cock slid through the incredible mixture of their love juice. Tom shrieked out when Lacy stuck her tongue out and pushed it against the head of his cock. The feel was too much for him, and he pushed his cock faster and faster through the sweet valley until he exploded onto her tongue, her breasts quivering around his cock as it pumped load after load after load of his hot cum onto her face and chest. The white cum streamed from his cock, landing on her tongue, her face and her chest. Lacy surprised him by grabbing his cock with her hands and pulling it to her mouth, her lips and tongue cleaning him of his cum, and sucking the remaining blasts from his body. "Fuck Lacy, that was incredible. You are amazing," he told her, looking down at her cum splattered face. There were streams of his cum plastered over her lips, and it made his heart soar to see his little girl covered in his cream. He had to make her cum again, and he started by kissing her first, his tongue flying over her face and licking up his own cum. They shared another intimate kiss, his own cum bubbling between their lips. Lacy was breathing hard and whimpering the entire time, but she had not really said anything. She was totally amazed at the power of her father's climax, and she could not wait to feel his cock inside her body. She patiently waited for him to fill her with his sex. She squealed as she felt him slide his body down from her breasts, certain that he was going to make love to her and make her a woman. She was surprised to feel his body slide farther and farther down, his mouth and lips covering her breasts and stomach with little kisses, and even moving farther down. She was not sure what he was doing. "Dad, what are you doing?" she asked him in a breathless voice. "Aren't you going to make love to me? I want to feel you." "Honey, I need to taste you," he explained to her, her body shuddering at his words. "I want to lick you and taste you." She squealed out that she wanted to feel him, and she screamed at the top of her lungs as his tongue hit her sodden mound. His tongue slid into the crease of her wet pussy slit, and it traveled down to the bottom. Moving back up, his tongue pushed against her slit, opening it up and letting the juice cascade onto his tongue. Her flavor was intoxicating, and he found himself getting drunk on her juice. His cock was back in full glory as Lacy ground her hips into his face, little squeals and moans escaping from her lips. "Unnnggh, oh daddy, ahhhhh, mmmmmmm," she moaned as his tongue ran over the folds of her pussy, her lips swollen and big for him. She bucked up off of the bed as his tongue slid inside her body, her pussy closing around his tongue. "Ahhh, so good, yes, yes....this feels so good!" Tom continued to attack her pussy, and he looked up at her with his eyes. His eyes took in her magnificent chest, still gleaming in their juice, and he moved his hands up to it. He began to massage her tits together as he fucked her pussy with his tongue, Lacy screaming and moaning against him in incredible pleasure. "Oh daddy, oh daddy, yes, yes, I am going to cum," she screamed out to him, her pussy on fire against his tongue. Lacy's pussy was like an oven against his lips, and her juice ran from her body as her climax exploded. "Yes, yes, yes, ahhhh, yeah, ahhh..mmm..nnnnggghhhhhh!!!!" Tom switched to overdrive as she came, wanting to make her wild with desire. He moved his tongue to her clit, and it was like setting off a ton of dynamite. Her body leaped off of the bed as his tongue and lips pulled on her engorged clit, and the juice shot from her pussy in an endless stream of orgasm. He kept the pressure going until he thought she could stand it no more. Planting a deep kiss on her climaxing pussy, he slid back up her body, kissing the entire way. "I love you dad, you make me feel so good, oh wow," she told him as they kissed. Her body was still in spasm, the juice bubbling from her pussy as they kissed and touched, their bodies coming together. She simply nodded when he asked if she was ready for him. Tom took the head of his cock in his hands, and he placed it against her slit. She was so wet that the tip began to slip inside her, and Tom held it back. Lacy cried out to him as he moved the head of his cock against her pussy, pressing it forward and opening her lips up. Her pussy bathed him in her juice, completely lubricating the path for his entry. Tom pushed forward with his hips, his cock piercing into her body and introducing her to the wonders of sex. It was a heaven sent union, and neither one could believe the feelings that raced through their bodies at the moment that father and daughter came together. His cock slid into her tightly and slowly, her body clamping down on him as he was welcomed in. "Mmmm, ohhh..ahh..unnngghhh..yeah dad..push it in..mm, oh," she cried out as his cock pushed its way into her body. "Mmmmm, yes, get it in, push it," "Lacy I can't believe it," he grunted through clenched teeth. "You feel amazing. I can't believe how good you feel. Mmmmmmmm, yes!" He continued to push, and his cock was soon buried inside his little girl. In his wildest dreams and fantasies he never would have dreamed this was possible. They both cried to each other as they realized that they had come full circle, and that their bodies were now joined together. "It is so good, ahhhh, oh dad, mmmmmmmm, it is so good," she squealed out, her pussy wrapping tightly around his cock. "Oh yes, yes, it is so good." Tom began to slowly pump back and forth into his daughter, the luxurious feel of her pussy shooting amazing sensations throughout his body. He was lucky that he had cum already, or else he would have been shooting off inside her immediately. Lacy wrapped her lean legs around his back, crossing her ankles behind his back as they started to move together. They grunted and groaned together, his cock filling her and her pussy grabbing at him. Tom reached underneath and cupped her ass, pulling her tightly to him, her breasts squashed against his chest. He loved the feel of her firm breasts against his body, and he began to plunge his cock into her body, her cries and squeals resounding with each thrust. "Oh yeah, yes..yes..yes..again daddy, I am going to cum again!" she shrieked out to him as her pussy screamed against his cock, and he could feel the hot wash of her juice against his shaft. He held still, his cock buried deep inside her body as she came. Lacy moved a little bit, adjusting her body so that his cock lay against her cervix, and she took off in orgasm again. Tom could feel her pussy clench and squeeze his shaft, and he knew that his own orgasm was not long in coming. Once her climax had run through her body, he turned her around, and lifted her hips up into a doggie style position. He began to pump her from behind, his cock pushing deeper and deeper into her body as she pushed back against him. They were grunting and groaning together as their bodies made their own wet smacking sounds. With his hands gripping her hips he tore into her, his cock ramming into her with each thrust. "Ungh, uh, yeah, ahh, ohh, yes, mm, mnnm," she grunted out with each thrust, his cock filling her and filling her. "So, ahh, good, yeah, oh, uh, mmmm!" Tom felt his own urges rising, but there was one more thing that he needed. One more fantasy to fulfill for the ages. He moved his hands from her hips, and he pulled her body back against his. With his cock buried in her from behind, he pulled her into an almost upright position on her knees. He pushed her hand to her pussy, her fingers finding her erect clit, and he moved his hands to her incredible breasts, his fingers clasping onto them as he drove into her from behind. Holding onto her breasts, he could feel her nipples dig into his palms. Lacy began to squeal as she frigged clit with her finger, Tom's cock plowing away all the while. They were both nearing an awesome conclusion, and their bodies each raced towards the climactic finish. Tom began to drive away at her pussy, his hands squeezing and kneading her firm mounds. "Daddy, daddy, I am cumming, oh god, I am cumming again!!!" "Yes honey, oh yes honey, daddy is going to cum soon. Oh god, so fucking good." They continued to flail at each other, both bodies pushing and driving for more. Tom let go of her breasts and pushed her down into her bed, raising her ass up in the air for leverage. Grasping hold of her hips, he began to saw into her body, his cock pounding her with each entry. Tom felt Lacy explode around him again, and it was too much for him. "AAAAHhhhhhhhh Christ!!!!" he bellowed for the world to hear. He was cumming inside his daughter, and it was too much for him to handle alone. "Fuck Lacy, ahhhhh, unnmmmmmmmmm!" His cock unleashed with a massive torrent of cum, the hot white streams splattered all over her insides, triggering a million mini orgasms inside her body. They huddled together as they came together, his chest falling on her back and his hands wrapping around her body. They lay like that for an eternity, his hands on her breasts as his cock pumped load after load into her body. Her juice cascaded down along his shaft, and their juices pooled together as they dripped from their bodies. Eventually, they rolled together on the bed, their arms and lips coming together in a warm embrace. Little words were whispered between them as they hugged and snuggled together, his cock still firmly entrenched in her hot little pussy. 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