9 comments/ 234703 views/ 29 favorites Daddy Helps Daughter Jody By: milleniumman I was worried, my little girl had been getting tummy pains for several days now; well I say little girl, she's 18 but very young looking and still pretty naïve. It had been just me and Jody since her mother ran off with my best friend more than 15 years ago. Since then I had brought her up alone, looking after her every need, feeding her, clothing her, the perfect father. She would always be my little girl. She had left the house to keep an appointment with her doctor and I was sitting in the kitchen with a coffee, waiting for her return. I wanted to go with her but she was a young woman now and I knew I should let her look after herself a bit more now. I was quite proud when she phoned to make the appointment herself and insisted on going alone. I heard the door open; she came in looking a little red faced and sad and with just a nod to me she headed for the stairs. "Baby – are you OK?" I called to her. "Y-Yes daddy." She replied nervously. "Well come in here and tell me what the doctor said." I asked, trying not to sound as concerned as I was." She hesitated at the foot of the stairs then slowly walked to the kitchen, head down; face flushed and sat on a stool opposite me. "Well – what did he say?" "He – umm - gave me some tablets daddy." She mumbled. "Let's see them then." I held out my hand. She slowly placed a brown paper bag on my palm, peeping from under her fringe as she did so. I opened the bag and slid out a white box which I immediately opened to reveal a blister pack of seven very large torpedo shaped 'tablets'. "Wow! Those are rather big aren't they darling, how often do you..." I noticed something else in the bag, a collection of clear plastic gloves. I couldn't help smiling a little as I looked back at the front of the box, an unpronounceable brand name followed by the word: 'suppositories'. "Oh - I guess you know what you have to do with these Jody?" I smiled sympathetically. "The doctor told me exactly what to do with them daddy!" She glared. "Wow, could she get any redder?" I thought. "It's OK baby, a little lubricant will make it easier for you, don't worry, you just need to relax while you do it and they will pop in quite easily, really." I gave her a reassuring smile, poor baby; she was obviously not looking forward to doing it. "But daddy, I c-can't do it!" She sobbed. "Why baby?" I asked. She said nothing but held her hand out, palm down and fingers bent, showing me her extremely long, perfectly manicured fingernails. "Ah! I see. Yes, you'd be in danger of slicing yourself open with one of those lethal weapons in your bottom darling." I suppressed a chuckle, well; my concern for her predicament stopped me laughing. "I'm sorry baby but you'll just have to trim one of them, my darling." I told her. "Oh but I can't, you know Julie is using me as a fingernail model for her practical exam next week and I really can't let her down!" She insisted, tears welling in her eyes. Julie was her best friend and both girls were on a Beauty course at the local college. A course they loved and took very seriously. They were forever plucking and waxing, massaging and painting. I had been the 'victim' of a number of 'Head and neck' massages. Well, I say victim, in fact I looked forward to them – she was very good. Julie had practiced on me a few times and I enjoyed that in a slightly different way. Julie was a sexy little thing and I regularly joked about her giving me a full body massage whenever she liked but she was a little shy and just reminded me they were only allowed to practice those on classmates – till they were qualified anyway. "Well I don't know baby, but you must use them or you may not be well enough to be anybody's fingernail model next week, I really can't see any alternative!" She was silent for a while, then, "Well", she peered at me sheepishly, "If someone did it for me..." "I'm sure the doctor is far too busy and..." She was looking at me with her big puppy dog eyes, the ones she used when she wanted me to buy her something or do something for... I froze. "W-Would you do it for me daddy?" I was dumbfounded, the next 10 seconds lasted forever, my little girl was suggesting that I should poke my finger up her bottom! How could I? How could I possibly do such an intimate, personal thing to my little girl? But if I didn't - there was no-one else... and what possible reason could I give her for refusing? Telling her I was too embarrassed would be really pathetic. But – umm – are you sure you would be OK with your daddy doing that?" I looked at her sad face, hoping she would reconsider and think of another solution. "Oh yes daddy, thank-you!" Her face lit up and it looked like a great weight had been lifted off her little shoulders. She had obviously thought about this but was so embarrassed to ask me. "The doctor said I should do one as soon as I got home and then one every morning for a week". "Oh – right – well – OK – where shall we – umm – well – you go up to your bedroom darling and – umm – take off your – err – skirt and I will be up in a few minutes, OK?" I tried not to sound as nervous as I felt, this was ridiculous, I had looked after her every need for years now; I had changed her nappies, washed her private places, dressed her... well – OK – not for a few years now but... oh pull yourself together and don't be a wimp! I reprimanded myself, she's your daughter and she needs you! She turned and walked up the stairs to her room, going in and closing the door. I pocketed the suppositories and walked up to the bathroom and washed my hands. I pulled the box of 'tablets' from my pocket, fondling them nervously as I walked to her bedroom door. I hesitated... then tapped lightly on the door. "Come in daddy!" She called softly. I opened the door. She was sitting on the edge of the bed in just white cotton bra and panties. Her underwear had pretty lace bands round the edges and tiny pink bows on the front of the waistband and between the cups; she had chosen them last time I took her shopping. The bra was 32b; she was pleased when the woman in the lingerie shop had told her she needed a larger one than last time. I remember how embarrassed I was when the woman told her. Her hands were resting lightly on her thighs; she was waiting for me to tell her what to do. "Right – err – well – get on your hands and knees on the bed I guess – with umm – your bottom in the air and your face – umm – in your pillow, OK baby?" "OK daddy." She quickly did as I suggested - her beautiful round bottom in the air and the right side of her face pressed into a nest of her own long blonde hair on her pillow. Her white cotton panties were snug and emphasised every contour of her gorgeous little bottom. I put my hand between her knees to urge them apart a little; I explained that it would make her pose more stable and comfortable. I stared at her tight white cotton panties. "I'm – err – just going to pull your panties down a little, OK?" Idiot! Why was I asking her if it was OK, I couldn't do much with them covering her bottom! "Yes daddy." She mumbled. I slipped my fingertips under the waistband each side and eased them down a little, just enough to reveal her red, puckered bum hole. I gasped a little and swallowed nervously. I pulled them down a little further to the top of her thighs, her naked pink swollen pussy in plain view. That was far enough for me to do what I needed to do... I hesitated for a while then pulled them down to her knees. So I don't mess them up with lubricant I told myself. I stared, open mouthed and dry lipped as I popped one of the 'tablets' from its wrapper. I licked my dry lips. "Have you got some lubric... err – cold cream baby?" I couldn't ask my little girl if she had lubricant! But I knew she had drawers full of every beauty product imaginable. "Yes daddy, in my bedside cabinet." I opened the top drawer to reveal a clutter of bottles and tubes. I found a tube of cold cream and removed the top. The gloves! I realised I had left them on the kitchen table! "Bugger!" I muttered under my breath, but my hands were clean, so never mind. Part of me wanted to do this with a bare finger anyway but I didn't want to admit that to myself. "Everything OK daddy?" She enquired nervously, her voice slightly muffled by the pillow. "Yes baby." I reassured her. I stared at her beautiful bare bottom as I squeezed a large blob of cream onto my finger. I paused a little, staring at that little puckered hole. I placed the blob of cream in place and rubbed it gently, feeling the smooth cheeks of her bum caressing my fingertip. As I massaged her crease I was surprised to hear a barely suppressed giggle from below. "Are you OK baby?" I asked. "Yes daddy," she giggled, "it's very cold though, it tickles." "Oh – err – sorry baby." I placed the large suppository on her hole, in the middle of the cream, pressing gently. It slipped in smoothly - but when I prepared to press it in with my middle finger it popped straight out again. Her bottom was so tight; I needed to loosen it up a bit. I placed my fingertip on the hole and wiggled it in the cream. I pressed - it moved in slightly but the hole was so tight and I could feel strong resistance. "Easy baby, try to relax your bottom muscles and just go loose..." My finger slid in a little more, I pressed harder and eventually it was in as far as it would go. I realised my index and ring fingers were resting on her pussy lips and I suddenly felt incredibly nervous. My heart was racing and I had the biggest, stiffest erection! So stiff it felt uncomfortable, like it shouldn't get that stiff, like it was going to burst! I discretely repositioned it a little with my free hand as I twisted my finger and moved it in and out a little. Oh wow! I heard soft groaning from below and slowly pulled my finger out. "Is that it daddy?" She asked hopefully, voice wavering a little. "Not quite my love, I was just making sure you were – err – loose enough." "Oh." She said, obviously a little disappointed that it wasn't over yet. I took the suppository and poked it into the tight little hole, following it carefully with my middle finger, deeper and deeper until my other fingers were once again resting on her swollen lips. I kept my finger in place longer than I should have, I had stopped trying to fight the feelings that were flooding my body and was now trying to get every bit of pleasure I could out of this amazing experience. I allowed my fingers to feel the sponginess of her soft pussy lips. Slowly, reluctantly, I pulled my finger out as my eyes explored every inch of her bare flesh. I paused a little as my finger broke free, staring at those perfect little cushions, imagining licking and kissing... "Have you done it daddy?" Yes baby, all done, well - nearly". My hands gently pulled at her knees till she lay flat on the bed. "You just need to stay like that for half an hour, keep your – umm – bottom cheeks tight so the suppository doesn't pop out. It will dissolve and do its stuff now, OK?" I smiled nervously, eyeing her perfect bottom, and her white panties that were down by her knees. I couldn't resist, without thinking I pulled her panties down and slid them over her feet, "So you can – umm – open your legs to – err – help you press your bottom cheeks together baby." "Thanks daddy." She smiled sweetly at me with only a slight flush to her face. "My pleasu... I mean – no problem baby." I stared at her bare bottom and rosy pussy lips a little longer then reluctantly headed for the door..." "See you in the morning daddy. I will be up about 8 o'clock for the next one – if that's OK?" Gulp! "Ok baby, I'll see you then." I left her room and walked into my bedroom, flopping backwards onto my bed. In seconds my trousers and boxers were down and I had Jody's panties over my face. I rubbed my cock hard and fast while inhaling her scent. I thought about what I had just done and how much more I wanted to do. Oceans of hot cum squirted high in the air, I wouldn't be at all surprised if some of it hit the ceiling. "Oh!" I moaned. "Oh yes!" I collapsed in a mess of cum and guilt. Why should I feel guilty though I reasoned? I hadn't crossed any barriers. I had only done what Jody wanted me to do, what she needed me to do and will do again tomorrow... oh God yes, tomorrow... To be continued... Daddy Helps Daughter Jody Ch. 02 I woke up and looked at the clock – it was 7 o'clock and I was lying on top of my bed, naked, apart from my Bob Dylan t-shirt and black socks... I rubbed my eyes and looked around; there was a tiny pair of white panties on my pillow... memories of earlier events flooded back. My heart pounding I sat up, adjusted my penis which was limp and stuck to my leg. Shit! I must have been asleep for over an hour – what if Jody has looked in and seen me like this? What if she saw me with her panties on my face, did I fall asleep like that? Oh God! I quickly pulled my underpants and trousers back on and adjusted myself in the mirror. Pausing only to slide the panties under my pillow I opened the door and crept along to Jody's room, hesitating a little then lightly rapping on her door. "Jody?" I said in a loud whisper... no answer. I opened the door a little to look in, there she was, just as I had left her earlier in just her bra, face down on the bed, fast asleep, buttocks no longer clenched, relaxed now, smooth round and so sexy. I leant against the door frame and stared, visually exploring every inch of her beautiful body, her smooth shoulders rose and fell as she slept. I closed the door quietly and walked downstairs. I didn't see her for the rest of the day; I had a pizza and a couple of beers, watched some TV and was in bed by 11 o'clock. My alarm clock went off at 7.30; I immediately jumped out of bed, stripped off and got in the shower. It felt like Christmas, I couldn't wait to unwrap my present... I knew I shouldn't be so excited about what I was about to do but... what the hell... it needed to be done and I was going to do it! It was Saturday morning; I dressed in shorts and t-shirt and left my room. I almost collided with Jody who was just returning from the bathroom in her pink towelling bathrobe. "Morning Daddy", she smiled shyly at me. "I'll be ready in a few minutes, OK" "Oh – yes darling, I'll wait outside your door shall I?" I asked innocently. "OK daddy..." she stopped, paused, then half turned towards me, not quite looking at me "I suppose... well... you might as well come right in... it's not like I'm gonna be hiding much." She looked nervous and her face flushed. "Oh – OK... if you're sure darling?" I obediently followed her into her room and closed the door behind me. I paused by her dressing table, popping another suppository from the pack and picking up the cream. I turned - then froze with shock as I saw Jody just open her gown and slip it off... she was naked underneath. She was completely naked from head to toe. Naked as the day she was born. Her skin was glowing from the hot shower. Her breasts were firm and white with puffy little nipples and pink areolas. Her hips were red fading to her white lower tummy and... oh god she was beautiful. Her long blonde hair, still damp, was framing her face and caressing her pale white shoulders. Her face was red... she was blushing, embarrassed by my goofy open mouthed stare. I quickly pulled myself together. "S–Sorry darling, you just look so... grown up!" I looked away, removing the top from the cream as she got into place on the bed, same as before, head nestled on her pillow, knees apart on the bed and her bottom in the air, but this time her breasts were hanging below, still firm but now slightly pear shaped. I squirted a large blob of cream onto the middle finger of my right hand and placed my left hand on her bottom, easing her cheeks apart with my thumb and forefinger. I placed the cream on her red puckered hole and rubbed softly as my eyes wandered, focusing on her pink pussy lips then moving to her beautiful breasts. I looked at her face, her eyes were closed and a look of complete concentration was on her face. My eyes returned to study her breasts, her perfect young breasts, I was imagining about feeling them, stroking them, taking them into my mouth... "Daddy?" I was lost in my daydreams, gently, rhythmically rubbing her puckered bottom. "Oh, uh, yes darling - sorry?" I pressed a little harder, started to insert my finger; it slid in more easily this time, she seemed much more relaxed. I slid all the way in until my fingers were again pressed against her soft pussy lips. I rubbed a little, just for a second or two, and then pulled my finger out slowly. "Mmmm." She moaned softly. I placed the suppository on her hole and pressed it in, slowly, s-l-o-w-l-y, all the way. I held it in place and turned my hand slightly till my forefinger slipped from her pussy lip to feel her groove. I so wanted to stroke it, press a finger in, two fingers, tongue... I slowly pulled my finger out while pressing her bum cheeks together with my left hand. I put my hands round her knees and pulled her legs flat. "That's it darling, all done again." I stared sadly at her rosy bottom; regretting that it was all over again, so quickly." "Thank-you daddy." She peeped back at me shyly. "OK baby", I turned to go, and then looked back, pausing a little, gazing back at her hopefully... "Daddy?" she said quietly, not looking at me. "Yes baby?" I looked at her, trying to catch her eye. "Umm, will you stay with me for a while?" she rolled over on the bed, onto her back, "will you lie next to me for a while, and keep me company?" "Of course I will darling!" I perched next to her and swung my legs up on the bed. I lay on my side next to her, gently placing my hand on her young tummy in a comforting sort of way. "How are you feeling now baby" I asked her. "I feel pretty good" she said, closing her eyes softly. I gazed lovingly at her face as my fingers started to move lightly on her tummy, her smooth, soft, flat, tummy. The pad of my middle finger circled her tummy button. "Mmm" she moaned softly, obviously enjoying my soft, caring touch. I moved in slightly bigger circles round her tummy, longing to slide my hand down those few extra inches to her lovely little mound, but instead moving it a little higher, to a safer place... but my thumb was brushing the bottom of her breasts, very lightly. She giggled softly. I felt embarrassed but didn't stop, I continued tickling her lightly until my thumb brushed her breast more firmly, feeling the resistance, feeling them move... "Ooooh" her lips parted and she let out a little groan – she was enjoying this! She wanted me to touch her! I turned my hand a little and carefully allowed my extended index finger to brush her right nipple. I watched her face carefully, little lines appearing around her eyes as she closed them more tightly. She really was enjoying this! But I should stop this. It's wrong! It's not too late to stop! She let out an encouraging little sigh of contentment. "You OK baby?" I asked nervously in the quietest whisper. "Yes daddy" she whispered back, her eyes still closed but a definite smile on her face. I lifted my hand and placed it on her small breast, caressing it softly, feeling her nipple stiffen as my fingers moved lightly over it. I moved in closer, my face next to her breast, my lips opened, my tongue moved the few millimetres required to make contact. I pressed it softly with the tip of my tongue then closed in with my lips, pursing them over the succulent little bud, sucking it in, licking lightly round the areola. I had passed the point of no return! This would take some explaining... Her mouth was open now, her breathing a little irregular. Her hand moved, touching the top of mine, I thought she might be going to pull it away but instead she just stroked it. Encouraging me? I sucked her right breast into my mouth as my right hand explored the left one, her fingers continuing to stroke my hand, urging me on... I licked and sucked, rubbed, kneaded and stroked while she softly moaned and groaned. I could have stayed like that forever. Then her hand started pressing mine away from her breast, hardly noticeably at first, but then the pressure built – she wanted me to move my hand from her breast. She definitely wanted me to move it. I was disappointed - but didn't resist, my little girl had had enough, and it was time to stop. Time for the real embarrassment to begin... I lifted my hand and placed it back on her tummy... but... she was still pushing my hand, firmly but gently, further down her tummy. Her legs opened slightly as she continued to apply pressure to my hand. I felt the little tuft of hair on my fingertips and the crease between her tummy and the top of her leg. My heart was beating fast... My hand slid slowly over her mound and her fingertips ran lightly up my arm, stroking approvingly. My fingertips caressed between her legs as my nose nuzzled her breast. Her legs opened a little wider as I started to press my fingertips on her swollen pussy lips. My finger moved up and down her slit, slowly parting her gorgeous lips, feeling the hood of her clitoris and the first hint of moisture. I studied her face more closely as I moved my head up from her breast, her breathing was heavier now, her mouth was open a little and the tip of her tongue moved slowly over her nervously dry lips. I leaned in and kissed her softly on the corner of her mouth. She turned slightly towards me and pressed her soft lips against mine. We kissed tenderly, our lips barely open. My finger eased her lower lips open wider then gradually slipped into her wetness. I moved up and down the length of her slit, feeling her clitoris grow, pressing my finger deeper, down to the first knuckle, then the second.... then it was all the way in. My finger moved in and out, in and out and back to her clitoris. She was moaning softly, purring, as her hips moved against my hand, encouraging me. She was groaning a little then kissing me, moaning then kissing me some more. I slipped a second finger in, slowly, feeling her tight hole relax and allow its entry. I was finger fucking her now; I was finger fucking my little girl while kissing her warmly. I moved my two fingers in and out, quickly now, expertly brushing her sensitive clitoris with my thumb, kissing her lips, softly, allowing my tongue to occasionally touch her teeth, exploring her brace. Suddenly she squealed and began to shake; she wrapped her arms around my head and hugged tight, her thighs closed around my hand, squeezing it. Her body was shaking all over, she was crying a little, sobbing with pleasure... "Oh daddy-y-y!" She cried. "I love you-u-u!" "And daddy loves you too darling" I whispered. A relaxed contented smile was spreading across my face, I kept my fingers deep in her as she held me tight. My nose and lips were pressed against her neck. I wanted this feeling to last forever. Slowly, after ten minutes of silence, I slid my fingers from the tight grip of her perfect pussy and eased myself from her embrace. She was fast asleep – bless her. I sat up slowly and hardly taking my eyes off her I moved away from the bed. Light headed and thinking that I really should go now, I opened my trousers and freed my painfully stiff cock. I picked up a pair of her used panties and wrapped them round my shaft and rubbed. I rubbed hard and long as I stared at her angelic face, her pert breasts and her glistening wet pussy. Suddenly my legs were buckling and I was filling her little girl panties with my hot cum. It was all I could do to keep standing. I staggered from the room still massaging cum from my flaccid cock. Things had changed, would she regret it when she woke? Would she hate me for what happened? To be continued... Daddy Helps Daughter Jody Ch. 03 Jody's story (suggestion to reader: re-read chapter one before you read this chapter). I kept getting a dull ache in my lower tummy, I had been getting it on and off for several days now and I knew it wasn't period pains or constipation. It was probably nothing but I eventually told daddy, half expecting him to rush me off to the hospital, he did tend to get a bit stressed where my health and safety were concerned. Daddy had been my only parent for most of my life, he had had occasional girlfriends but not for a while now. I think they resented how he always put me first. I couldn't have wished for a better upbringing if I'd had two parents, he was so kind and thoughtful, I always had the best and everybody loved him. Anyway, at daddies prompting I phoned for an appointment and the following morning went to see the doctor. I didn't let daddy come with me, he was going to but as it was probably a 'woman's' problem of some kind I really didn't want to share it with him. The doctor asked me about my periods, what colour and how hard my 'poo' was and all that stuff... after a while he asked me to remove my skirt and lay on his couch, it was so embarrassing having him pressing and prodding my lower abdomen. At one stage he actually hooked his thumbs under the waistband of my panties and pulled them down a bit so that he could put his cold stethoscope even lower. I was conscious of my neatly shaved 'mons pubis' being on show and I giggled a bit as the cold metal touched my skin; I bet my face was bright red too, I could feel the warm glow. "Right, young Jody", he said as he gave my thigh a little squeeze, "get dressed now"; he smiled, sat at his desk and started to scribble a prescription. "What is it doctor? What's wrong with me?" I asked. "Oh nothing to worry about, you have a slight irregularity in your lower bowel, do you know what suppositories are?" he asked, continuing before I had a chance to reply, "I'm prescribing a course of seven suppositories, one to be inserted every morning for a week." He ripped the slip from his pad and handed it to me. "I-Inserted doctor?" I asked innocently. "In your bottom Jody, oh, sorry I should explain, they are like tablets but you need to insert them, one a day, into your bottom. Push it up as far as you can with your finger, then lay down for half an hour or so while it dissolves and does it's stuff, OK?", he smiled sympathetically at me. I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror above his desk; I looked like a complete moron with my slack jaw and dumb expression. "Oh, in my b-bottom, yes doctor." I walked to the door and let myself out without looking back. I picked up the 'tablets' from the pharmacy and walked towards home. As I walked, I stretched my fingers out in front of me, studying my long glossy, painted fingernails. I was on a beauty therapy course with my best friend Julie and I was to be her fingernail model in the manicure exam next week. There was no way I could poke one of those up my bottom – no way! If I had a boyfriend I could maybe get him to do it... but he'd have to be a really good friend to put his finger in my bum! I had only ever had two boyfriends and had never been naked with them. I enjoyed having my breasts stroked and did let Jason, my last boyfriend, put his hand up my t-shirt and stroke my bare breasts. I let him put his hand inside my panties sometimes; he was very gentle and would finger my pussy and caress my clitoris till I came. I loved it and when I had recovered I would put my hand down his trousers and rub his cock till he squirted his cum all over my hand. But I would never let it go any further, I guess that's why he finished with me in the end and went off with Lucy Daws – or 'Loose Drawers' as we called her. I gathered my thought as I walked up the drive, I opened the front door and moved quietly to the stairs – hoping daddy wouldn't see me. He was sitting at the kitchen table; I nodded to him as I continued walking towards the stairs... "Baby," he called, "are you OK?" I assured him I was, hesitated, then turned and sat opposite him at the kitchen table. I knew he would want to know all about my appointment. He asked to see the 'tablets' and I handed them to him. He joked, out of embarrassment I guess, about what they were... I explained my problem and he was very understanding and supportive, as always, but obviously he couldn't help me, there was nothing he could... ...or could he, could I ask him to do it for me? Could I ask my daddy to poke his finger into my bottom, to push the 'tablet', 'supozitree', into my bum hole? It would solve my problem and I just knew he would do anything for his little girl – even this! I looked up at him... "Well. If someone did it for me..." he started prattling on about the doctor being busy and then, suddenly, he went all quiet and just looked at me. "W-Would you do it for me daddy?" I asked nervously. The silence was deafening, I had asked him too much! He would be disgusted at the thought! I should just smile and let him down easy, tell him it was OK, I would manage... "But – umm – are you sure you would be OK with your daddy doing that?" he asked me. Huh? He was asking me if I was OK with it, so I guess he was! Cool! "Oh yes daddy, thank-you!" I grinned at him, I was so relieved, I told him that I needed one doing straight away, I'm not sure if that was true but I thought it would be good to get the first one done as soon as possible. He seemed to be quite nervous about it, he was stuttering and 'umm-ing' and 'err-ing' but he told me to wait for him in my room, and that I should take my skirt off, just like at the doctors I thought. I stripped off to my bra and panties and sat on the bed; waiting for him... it seemed like ages, I could hear him in the bathroom, washing his hands... I started to feel nervous, how was he going to do it? I guess my panties would need to come down enough for him to see my bum hole, gosh; this is so embarrassing... thank goodness it was my daddy doing it and not some stranger... There was a light tapping on the door and I told him to come in. I was so nervous; I sat bolt upright with my hands resting on my thighs. I peered up at him waiting for him to tell me what to do. He told me to kneel on the bed with my head on my pillow, gosh; I guess that is the best way to get to somebody's bottom, but it's so embarrassing... I did as I was told, pressing my red face into my pillow. He slid his hand between my knees and pressed my legs apart – to make me steadier on the soft bed he told me - made sense. "I'm – err – just going to pull your panties down a little, OK?" he was 'err-ing' again. I felt funny now, my daddy was going to pull my panties down over my bottom, he must have seen my bum lots of times before but not since I was a little girl. "Yes daddy." I mumbled with my face firmly pressed into the pillow. I swallowed hard as I felt his fingers slide under my waistband. He eased my panties down a little; I felt the cool air on my bum cheeks. He paused briefly then I felt my panties sliding down to the top of my thighs! Why was he doing that? My pussy tingled at the thought of my daddy seeing it, seeing far more than any boy had done. After a slight pause they were going further down, to my knees! I felt a slight chill on my pussy lips, they were so exposed and vulnerable now, they tingled a little in a nice sort of way. I could hear him fumbling with the blister pack – I closed my eyes tight and felt my whole body go tense. "Have you got some lubric... err – cold cream baby?" he asked me. "Yes daddy, in my bedside cabinet." I told him, I'm sure there was some in there... I don't know what he was doing but it just seemed to be taking so long. "Is everything OK daddy?" I asked, hoping he could understand my mumbles from the pillow. "Yes baby." He said in a kind, reassuring voice. There was another pause, what on earth was he doing? Then suddenly I felt a cold wet feeling on my bum hole. Gosh, it felt really nice, sort of tickly and quite sexy... sexy? How could I think like that? This was my daddy! I giggled with surprise and nervousness. "Are you OK baby?" he asked me. "Yes daddy," I replied, still suppressing a giggle and explaining that it was cold. "Oh – err – sorry baby." He was 'err-ing' again. I felt something big; it felt enormous, being pressed into my bum hole. His fingertip was pressing into my bottom, just a little. Ooh! Then I felt his finger pressing harder, he was wiggling his fingertip in my bottom, and then moving deeper. It hurt a little, my bum was gripping his finger tight, I didn't like it... "Easy baby, try to relax your bottom muscles and just go loose..." he told me. I realized I was really tense, like I was trying to force out a really difficult 'poo'. I forced myself to loosen up. My back passage got less tight and relaxed. Daddy's finger slid right in. Oh – my – god! It felt so – nice. I was shocked; I could feel his fingers resting on my pussy lips, oh that felt sooo nice. His finger moved out a little than back in – ohh yes – mmm – then slowly out again, right out. "Is that it daddy?" I asked him nervously, sort of hoping it was all over. I had a crazy urge to reach back, between my legs, and finger myself. "Not quite my love, I was just making sure you were – err – loose enough." "Oh." I said; not sure if I was disappointed or pleased. Then I felt his finger slipping in again, this time I consciously allowed my sphincter to relax. He moved in so slowly, not wanting to hurt me I guess, until his fingers were resting on my pussy lips again. He seemed to be pressing them, Ooh it felt so nice, I remembered Jason's gentle fingering and wanted it to happen again... Mmm... Then his finger slid right out. "Have you done it daddy?" Yes baby, all done, well - nearly". I felt his hands on my knees; he pulled them back till I was laying flat on the bed. "You just need to stay like that for half an hour, keep your – umm – bottom cheeks tight so the suppository doesn't pop out. Before I could say anything I felt my panties being pulled down my lower legs and off. "So you can – umm – open your legs to – err – help you press your bottom cheeks together baby." He stuttered - I've never heard him so nervous "Thanks daddy." My face free from the confines of the pillow I smiled at him. "My pleasu... I mean – no problem baby." Did he nearly say it was his 'pleasure'? Gosh, did he actually enjoy doing it? Maybe it hadn't been such a big chore for him? Had he enjoyed touching my pussy and fingering my bottom? Of course! How could I have been so stupid? I felt a warm feeling all over. I looked back at him. "See you in the morning daddy. I will be up about 8 o'clock ready for the next one – if that's OK?" I smiled, slightly enjoying the obvious nervous look on his face. Gulp! "Ok baby, I'll see you then." He said as he left my room quickly, closing the door firmly behind him. I reached both hands behind my back and unfastened my bra, slipping it off my shoulders and sliding it out from under me. I wanted to be naked with my feelings. I slid my right hand between my legs and pressed a finger into my moist pussy. I slid a second finger in and moaned contentedly to myself as my pent up feelings began to be released. I rubbed my clitoris between my two fingers while I rolled my nipples between the fingertips of my other hand. "Ohhhhhh!" I moaned to myself as I became wetter and more sensitive. I was dutifully squeezing my bum cheeks together as I frantically finger fucked myself – it made the growing feelings so much more intense. I rolled onto my side as I jiggled my breasts, pulling at my nipples, slapping them underneath. "Oh, Oh, ohhh" I groaned then "EEEEeeeeeee..." I let out a squeal as I came hard, harder than ever before, like a train, it was quite frightening how helpless I felt as my body shuddered and shook all over. My legs stiffened as my toes curled and my nipples tingled... I felt relieved as the feelings waned but as my fingers brushed over my super sensitive clitoris I felt more, even stronger waves of pleasure moving up my naked body. I bit hard on my pillow to muffle the squeals of ecstasy. I cried with pleasure then relaxed, drained of energy and sobbed gently. This was so confusing. I went to sleep with a finger in my pussy and a smile on my face, thinking about the following morning and the next 'supozi-wotsit'– it couldn't' come soon enough... To be continued... Daddy Helps Daughter Jody Ch. 04 Jody's story continues (suggestion to reader: once again, you'll get more out of this if you re-read chapter two first). * I awoke with the chill of cold night air on my bare back, it was from my bedroom window - I always left it ajar; it was healthier to have fresh air in the room. I often sleep naked but always under my quilt, I have never woken uncovered like this. I wrapped the quilt around me and for a while lay cocooned in its comforting softness, remembering earlier events and smiling a little. I felt a flood of embarrassment at the thought of my lovely daddy fingering my bottom and touching my pussy. It had been so nice, so unexpectedly sexual. My daddy! I giggled a little at the thought of his obvious nervousness and embarrassment. He had loved it all as much as me though; that was so obvious now. I was starving; I'd had nothing to eat since lunch and it must be nearly midnight now! I sat up, stretched, yawned and rubbed my eyes. I fished my top from the floor and pulled it over my head – but where were my panties? I examined the floor... what did daddy do with them when he pulled them off? I stood up and walked to the end of the bed, nope, they were nowhere to be seen. Had he taken them away with him, maybe he'd put them in the bathroom laundry basket? I opened my undies drawer and grabbed a fresh pair, pink briefs with white teddy bear motif. He still bought me cutesy underwear from young teen shops; he would never get me anything remotely sexy. I smiled as I stepped into them and pulled them up. I opened my bedroom door a little and peeped out, it was dark, there was no light from the stairs and all was quiet. Daddy must have gone to bed. Good. I didn't really want to face the inevitable mutual embarrassment just yet. I tiptoed downstairs and into the kitchen. I cut two thick slices from the crusty loaf and fixed myself a big 'doorstep' cheese sandwich, well I was hungry. I walked into the living room, still munching, pausing to admire my figure in the patio doors – it was dark outside so the light inside turned the glass doors into a big mirror. I liked the look of my bum in those 'little girl' panties, they looked almost 'sprayed on', caressing every contour of my bum cheeks and (I turned around) my pussy lips. My slightly domed tummy showed below my crop top, punctuated by the dimple of my tummy button. The pink cotton top stretched over my breasts, the 'beads' of my nipples and puffy areolas making little peeks. (note for American readers: croptop = belly shirt) I wasn't vain, well I didn't think so, I exercised daily and ate carefully (usually) to keep my figure like this... so you could say it was all my own work! I smiled at that thought. I didn't usually walk round the house like this either, what would daddy think if he came down and saw me like this? It would be really embarrassing, but then he had seen so much more now... I smiled to myself. After a bit more posing and posturing in the big 'mirror', jiggling my breasts and wiggling my bum, I went up to bed, stripping off and sliding under my quilt, eventually drifting off to sleep with a hand between my legs. Note: What Jody hadn't realized was that when glass is like a mirror from the lit side it's just a big shop window from the other, and she was the goods. Her every move had been watched intently from the house across the street, by 'the creepy man' as Jody jokingly and rather hurtfully when he was in earshot, referred to him – but that's a different story (working title: Jody and the creepy man - coming soon!). I heard an alarm clock going off, it wasn't mine, it was quite faint coming from down the corridor, but I knew it was daddy's – he would be getting up now and... well... I better get ready. I slipped on my pink toweling robe, grabbed a towel and walked quickly to the bathroom – I wish I had an en-suite like daddy! I threw off my robe and stepped into the shower cubicle where I covered myself in peach blossom shower gel, rubbing it thoroughly over every inch of my body. I scrubbed my teeth till they were gleaming, flossed, splashed some cologne onto my neck – and as an afterthought patted a little on my bottom cheeks. I put my robe back on and walked out and towards my room... almost bumping into daddy. "Morning Daddy", I smiled nervously as I spoke, "I'll be ready in a few minutes, OK" "Oh – yes darling, I'll wait outside your door shall I?" he asked me, trying to sound nonchalant. "OK daddy..." I paused, what was he gonna be waiting for? "I suppose... well... you might as well come right in... it's not like I'm gonna be hiding much." I felt my face warm up, it was obviously glowing red... "Oh – OK... if you're sure darling?" he said, following me in and closing the door firmly. As daddy started fiddling with the suppository pack and cream I sucked my lower lip nervously, and as discretely as I could opened my gown and slid it off. Before it hit the floor he had turned and was just staring at me, slack jawed and wide eyed; I could see him exploring my upper body, examining every detail. My nipples were tingling and stiffening at his look. My face started glowing again as his gaze moved down to my tummy, my thighs, between my legs... My eyes caught his; I think I was frowning a little... "S–Sorry darling, you just look so... grown up!" he stuttered – then looked away and resumed his fiddling with the tube of cream. I climbed up onto my bed and into the same position as before; my head in my pillow and my bottom in the air. I settled with my knees a foot apart on the bed and eyes closed - and waited... I suddenly felt that cold sensation again as he put a big blob of cream on my bum hole. I felt him parting my bum cheeks with one hand as he massaged the cream into my opening. I so wanted to reach underneath and finger my pussy. He kept rubbing, more and more... "Daddy?" I had to break the silence. "Oh, uh, yes darling - sorry?" he said, pressing a little harder and sliding his finger in... I kept my sphincter muscles relaxed as I enjoyed the sensation. Once again he was feeling my pussy lips, actually stroking them a little before he withdrew. "Mmmm." I tried but couldn't suppress a little moan of pleasure. Now he was pushing the suppository in. He pushed firmly but very slowly till he could push no further. His fingers were on my pussy lips again and I felt a wave of pleasure run through my body as his hand turned a little and one if his fingers stoked my slit. It was over all too soon and he was once again laying me flat on the bed. "That's it darling, all done again." He said brightly but with a hollow, disappointed ring to his voice. He affectionately patted my bare bottom. "Thank-you daddy." I peered back at him, smiling softly. "OK baby", he turned to go, soon I would be left alone to relieve these pent up feelings with a flurry of self pleasuring. I had to stop him, but what could I possibly say? He was slow to open the door, hesitating... "Daddy?" I whispered quietly. "Yes baby?" he turned immediately and looked at me. "Umm, will you stay with me for a while?" was all I could think of, "will you lie next to me for a while, and keep me company?" God did that sound as pathetic as I thought it did. I rolled onto my back, here was the moment of truth, would he stay with me or make an excuse and leave? "Of course I will darling!" He said, almost too quickly, obviously wanting to stay and leaping at the invitation. He smiled broadly as he perched on the edge of the bed, then swung his legs up and lay next to me, on his side, placing his hand caringly on my poorly tummy! "How are you feeling now baby" he asked. "I feel pretty good" I said, closing my eyes contentedly. My answer had nothing to do with the state of my bowels. His fingers moved a little, his fingertips were feeling my tummy and stroking my tummy button, respectfully staying in the space between my 'naughty bits'. "Mmm" I moaned softly, purposefully, encouraging him, letting him know I was enjoying it. His hand moved up a little, he was making tiny little circles with his thumb, little circles that got bigger until he was lightly brushing the swell of my breast. It tickled and I giggled. My giggle obviously encouraged him and he continued to brush against my lower breast until he was pressing more firmly, feeling the roundness of my little titties. "Ooooh" I groaned in pleasure. Waiting for the rubicon to be crossed, for my daddy to make that step that would be indisputable sexual contact. At the moment he was just stroking his little girl's poorly tummy and accidentally touching her childish bosom, but if he... His finger made contact with my left nipple, which stiffened at his touch and sent little tingly waves through my breast. I closed my eyes more tightly. "You OK baby?" he asked in a quiet nervous whisper. "Yes daddy" I whispered back, smiling a little to reassure him that he was on the right track and everything was OK. At this he placed his whole hand on my left breast, right on it, softly caressing it, feeling its sponginess, his hand brushing my nipple sent tingles of pure pleasure through my breasts. Then I felt his warm, wet lips on my right nipple! He sucked it into his mouth and ran his tongue all over it. Oh – my – god! My daddy was sucking my titty! Ecstasy! Without thinking I reached up and stroked the back of his hand, reassuring him, urging him on. He continued to caress my left breast then sucked the whole of my right breast into his mouth... he stroked and fondled, licked and sucked for ages. I moaned softly and groaned with intense pleasure as he brought me to mini orgasms. I needed more. I wanted more. I decided to force his hand, literally. I started applying pressure, forcing his hand down away from my breast. He didn't resist, I knew he wouldn't, he would never do anything against my will or that he thought I wouldn't like. He placed his hand back on my tummy. But I renewed the pressure on his hand – moving it slowly, down my tummy, over my tummy button, below my panty line, onto the tiny tuft of hair above my smoothly shaved pussy, lower... I felt his heart pounding as I opened my legs slightly, as I guided his hand down, onto my most precious place. My daddy's hand was between my legs, feeling the warmth of my pussy, and I was ready to scream with anticipation. I left his hand in place and ran my fingertips up his arm, stroking softly. He started to stroke me, feeling my lips, feeling me from mons pubis to anus, rubbing, caressing, and loving his little girl. He ran his finger up and down my slit, feeling my folds, caressing my clit and slowly allowing his fingertip to sink between my moist lips. My daddy was fingering me! His mouth moved from my breast and I felt his lips on the corner of my mouth; I turned my head a little to kiss back, restrained but loving kisses. His finger was now pressing into me, slipping into my moist channel, he moved it in and out, rubbing my clit gently, expertly, his finger sliding freely in my wetness. My pussy gripped his finger tightly. I purred a little and moved my hips rhythmically with his hand. I felt another finger being pushed in and released my grip to give it easy access. Suddenly I was lying with legs apart being frantically fingered by my daddy! Daddy was eagerly finger fucking me while brushing my clit expertly with his thumb. His tongue was in my mouth, licking my teeth and exploring my brace. This was perfect; I had never felt such an intense groundswell of ecstasy as now engulfed my body. I was gonna explode with pure pleasure. The big one hit me like a car crash; I lost all control of my body as it shook with spasms of intense, unrelenting orgasm. I screamed and cried with the crashing tsunami of pure pleasure that flooded my body. Tears streamed down my cheeks and I sobbed in complete satisfaction. "Oh daddy-y-y!" I cried. "I love you-u-u!" "And daddy loves you too darling" he whispered back proudly. My thighs closed tightly on daddy's hand, gripping it and keeping his fingers deep in me as I hugged him tight, feeling his face pressed into my neck. I wanted this feeling to last forever. I guess I fell asleep pretty quickly, not for long, but when I awoke daddy was gone from my room and so, I realised later, were my teddy bear panties! To be continued...