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Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 1

By: angelove_2001



Authors' notes: This is a joint work written by qqnforyou6 (Allen) and angelove_2001 (Brei). We appreciate ANY and ALL feedback, so please feel free to comment on likes, dislikes, and offer any suggestions. For more incest works, see Allen's profile. Thank you.

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(Brei) 
The most exciting thing happened today. I met a guy online, and not just any guy. Older, more sophisticated, knowledgeable and oh-so-interesting! We even talked about fantasies, sexual ones. I was sitting at my desk in my room, getting so horny as we chatted. Pretty soon I was reaching between my legs in between sentences, pressing softly and slowly into the place where my pleasure lay.

This guy was amazing. He had me telling him things I had told no one else in my whole life. He asked me straight out if I'd ever fantasized about fucking my father. I was a little shocked at his forthrightness, but answered promptly. "Yes..."

He seemed to get really turned on by that, and told me that he too had ongoing fantasies about being able to fuck his little girl.

Then he asked me something more, "Would you call me daddy?"

I was speechless, and unable to type a reply for just an instant. But I realized that he was indeed old enough to be my dad, and that this would be an excellent opportunity to bring to life all the dark thoughts I'd hidden in my mind all these years. So I typed, "YES."

It was like a spark ignited us, and I responded to his questions as he immediately took control. I told him that I was home on summer break as I'd just completed my third year of college. This fall I'd be a senior, and I'd really have to get serious in my studies. I'd been goofing off way too much, partly because I was smart and the schooling was so easy for me, partly because I just like to have fun.

I'd had my share of dates, but none of them satisfied me. I was always careful sexually, but at the same time, I always longed for something more. And in the back of my mind, though I didn't want to admit it, I knew what I was missing. Daddy.

I'd had daddy fantasies for years, lying on my bed masturbating, humping my pillow, pretending it was my father. None of the guys my age measured up to my fantasy of Daddy. They were always too immature, they came too quick and they always wanted to pick a fight. I got tired of it, and that's why I started browsing the chat rooms with names like "Older Men for Younger Women," and "Daddy's Naughty Little Girl."

And that's how I met this guy, the guy I've chosen to call Daddy. I didn't know what he looks like, but know that I want to play out this fantasy as far as I can.

He learned a lot about me today. I found out that he was chatting from work, at his office. "You know, baby, that you're turning daddy on and he'll have to do something about it, don't you?" he typed.

I replied, "Yes, Daddy, I know that. And I wish you could feel my cunt, Daddy. It's quite wet."

"Good! That's how Daddy likes his little girl, you know."

I couldn't believe how hot this guy, this guy I called "Daddy," was making me. But then he said he had to go. I was a little disappointed, but new that my father would be home soon, so agreed to chat with him at the same time tomorrow. He wrote before he logged off, "Now don't you do anything naughty with your own daddy now!"

I typed back, "LOL...no, I don't think he even is into this sorta thing, though he is good-looking. I couldn't go through with that though. Just too risky, though I DO fantasize."

He replied, "lol...well, later, baby. Daddy's gotta run down the hall and take care of the raging hard-on you've given him."

And with that, he was gone.

I climbed out of my chair and realized my legs were cramped. I'd been sitting so still for a long time.

I walked past my bed to the full-length mirror on the wall. I posed, arching my back, jutting out my tits. I ran my hands appreciatively down my stomach. My tight faded blue jeans hugged my hips, ass and thighs, and the holes in the knees only made them sexier. Since I was lounging around at home, I had on a tight little t-shirt and hadn't bothered to put on a bra.

My feet were bare and my toenails were painted a dark shiny shade of red. I looked at my feet, and suddenly needed to be naked, needed to see myself, needed to feel my soft skin.

I stripped off my jeans and t-shirt. I looked back at my reflection and noticed the dark spot of wetness that showed through the silk of my pink g-string. My lips looked swollen even through the material.

I slowly tugged the underwear over my hips, down my thighs, sliding over my calves and to my feet. I kicked them aside and sat down on the softly carpeted floor in front of the mirror. My B-size breasts were perky, firm, with nipples that were hard in anticipation. My online flirting had me so turned on.

I frequented the college gym, and was pleased to see the muscles in my thighs, my stomach, my arms, were visible and nicely toned. I also tanned year round, in the nude. I felt better with a little color on my skin. As I looked at myself in the mirror I thought, 'I wonder if Dad would like the way I look.' Just as quickly as that thought entered my mind, I shook my head to clear it. 'Stop it, Brei, you know Dad doesn't think of you that way.'

I smoothed my fingers over my legs, and up to my crotch. My breathing was already quickening in anticipation, and I lightly grazed my pussy lips with my long nails.

I gasped. The sensation of that alone almost put me over the edge. I couldn't wait. Dad would be home soon, and I knew I wasn't going to be quiet when I came, and did I ever want to cum.

I thrust one finger deep inside my cunt. My juices had coated my thighs, and I felt it flooding around my finger. I fucked myself until my hips were humping into my hand.

I took my finger out of my steaming cunt and moved to my clit. "Ohhhhhhh, yeah....." I sighed, as I moved my hand insistently over the little bud. But I wanted more. Needed something inside me.

I reached for my overnight bag. I hadn't unpacked for the summer yet, since I'd just arrived that morning. From the outer pocket I withdrew an eight-inch vibrating dildo. It even had bunny ears to tease the clit. A roomate of mine at school convinced me to buy it when I'd complained of being horny all the time. And boy, was I glad I paid the money. I had to buy batteries every week I used it so much.

I smelled the scent of the rubber, and glided the dong over my lips, touching just the tip of my tongue to the rigid head. I opened my lips and sucked gently, pulling more and more of the vibrator into my mouth. Soon I was fucking my mouth with the toy, as my other hand played with my clit.

'What if this were Dad's cock?' The thought entered my mind, unbidden. 'Ohhhhh, god.' Thoughts of my own father and my new online friend flooded through me, causing my heart to race. I needed to cum.

I pulled the toy from my mouth with a slight 'pop,' and jammed all of it in my cunt, the whole length in one thrust.

My legs were spread and I leaned back against my bed. I could see the vibrator in my cunt in the mirror. I had always liked watching myself masturbate.

I turned on the dildo, as well as the clit vibrator. "Ohhhhh my fucking god," I whispered. I was immediately on the edge of orgasm. I worked the dildo in and out of my pussy. I could feel my juices running and I fucked myself harder and harder. I humped my hips into the floor. It still wasn't enough and I grabbed a large body pillow off my bed. I held it against my tits and pressed it into my pussy hard enough to jam the vibrator into my sopping hole. I closed my eyes and imagined it was Dad.

And I came, holding that pillow, legs around it. I thought of my chat friend, and whispered, "Oh daddy, I'm cumming."

"Uh-uh-uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...oh god, oh god, oh god, oh FUCK!" I began to moan and scream, trying to hold back, but the orgasm was too powerful. Wave after wave ripped through me. I knew my dad would never really fuck me, but the images were too hot and that orgasm was the most intense I'd ever had. I don't remember how long I came, or how many times, but eventually I slumped over, half-lying on the floor.

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror once more. My blonde hair was tousled, my brown eyes were heavy-lidded. My full lips parted in a satisfied smile, and I arched my back, nearly purring.

Suddenly I heard the door downstairs slam. "Brei, you home?"

'Oh shit,' I thought. 'Dad's home. I've gotta get dressed.'

I pulled on my tight blue jeans, working them over my hips, and kicked my underwear under the bed. I slipped the t-shirt over my head and ran downstairs to greet my dad.

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(Allen) 
"Brei, are you home?" I said as I closed the door behind me. Looking at the clock I noticed that I was home from work at exactly the same time as always. I heard her footsteps as she made her way down the carpeted stairs.

"I'm home daddy," she said as she turned the corner on her way to greeting me. I couldn't help but to notice how very different my daughter looked at this very moment. Jumping into my arms and hugging me she kissed me lightly on the cheek and said, "I missed you daddy." As she hugged me I couldn't help but to feel her perky breasts as I knew my daughter didn't have a bra on. This was the first time I ever noticed Brei without one on. 

We broke our hug and stood before each other recanting what had happened over the last several

months. As we stood there talking I noticed how messed up her beautiful hair was. This wasn't how she usually wore it since she was always a 'neat' person. If I would have known any better I would have thought that she just gotten laid.

"How has work been daddy?" Brei asked. 

"Pretty boring, but also busy," I replied. As Brei started telling me about her classes I couldn't help but let my eyes catch a glimpse of her bare feet. As Brei told me about her chemistry class and how hard the exams were I temporarily lost focus of the conversation as my eyes focused on her neatly painted toenails. I nodded my head as if I was listening but I really wasn't. I was temporarily fantasizing about my daughter's sexy feet and toes. Thoughts of dropping to my knees and sucking on her pearls entered my mind. Also, my cock began to rise in my pants and I knew I had to stop before she would notice.

"Brei, do you mind if daddy takes a shower and then we can talk some more?"

"Sure daddy, go get freshened up and I'll be in the den watching television."

I went to my room and undressed. I hung up my jacket and pants and promptly pulled off my underwear and socks. I threw on my robe and walked across the hall to the shower. I set the water temperature and placed my robe on the toilet tank before stepping into the warm water. While I began to lather up, my thoughts returned to the experience that I had at work today on my computer. The more I thought about the girl that now called me 'daddy' the harder my cock was becoming. We never exchanged names or sent pictures to each other. But one thing was for sure. We turned each other on. 

I rinsed the soap off of me but I still had a raging hard-on. As I stood under the running water I reached down and began to stroke my hard cock. I closed my eyes and returned to my computer experience I had today. As I stroked myself I tried to build a picture of my online daughter. All sorts of images filled my mind as I continued to pump my bulging rod. "Was she tall or short, thin or full, blonde or brunette, big breasts or small perky breasts, sexy ass or big ass, hairy pussy or shaved pussy," I asked myself? I knew one thing for sure though. I was pumping my cock furiously now and I was on the verge of climaxing. 

Suddenly as I was jacking myself I fantasized about this fantasy daughter of mine kneeling before me. With my eyes closed I lowered my head down as if I was watching her. The mental image I was looking at caused my toes to curl and every nerve in my body to tingle. There she was, kneeling before me slowly sliding my cock in and out of her mouth as her soft sexy eyes were locked on mine. The eyes I was looking into were those of my daughter Brei. "Oh my fucking god," I thought to myself. 

Using my other hand I reached out as though she was there and pretended to place my left hand on her head to help guide her up and down. I don't know why images of my daughter were before me as I always did notice that she was very sexy but never had I had a sexual fantasy about her. Nonetheless however, I was enjoying this one. "Oh Brei baby," I moaned softly, "you're gonna make daddy cum," I uttered. Just then I felt my balls tingle and knew it was just going to last a few more strokes. As I looked down I saw my little Brei take my cock farther into the back of her throat. I felt my cock begin to slide down her throat as she massaged my balls. 

Suddenly I began to thrust my hips as I imagined that I was fucking my very own daughter's mouth. "Uggghhhh," I grunted as the first spasm of my orgasm sent my cum racing up my cock towards Brei's waiting mouth. "Oh god baby," I moaned softly hoping to god that Brei couldn't hear me in the den.

Rope after rope of cum shot forth from my cock into my lovely daughter's throat as my orgasm began to subside. I stood there for a few minutes trying to catch my breath and compose myself.

This whole experience online today caused me to cum twice already, something I haven't done in years. Suddenly, I realized that my own Brei was now the object of my desires. I knew that these thoughts were wrong and that I could never make them a reality, but I could enjoy them as a fantasy though. I knew that my daughter was 21 years younger than me and considered me to be old. I, however, was beginning to wonder what she was like, what she looked like under her clothes, how she responded sexually. I guess that's why I started that conversation with that younger girl online today.

I turned the water off and dried off. I placed my robe back on and walked to my room and dressed. A few moments later I joined Brei in the den to watch television. I sat in my chair across from Brei on the couch. We chatted all night about what had been happening in our lives over the last several months. 

As we chatted, my eyes continually dropped to her feet. There was just something about her feet that drew my attention. They were sexy and well manicured. Her nails were painted perfectly. If she only knew that her foot was driving me crazy as it bounced up and down while her legs were crossed.

Hours passed and I noticed that it was my bedtime. I got out of my chair and walked to Brei. I bent down and kissed her on her forehead. As I kissed her, she reached up and placed her hand on my shoulder while her right foot pressed up against the side of my leg. God, that felt wonderful. I excused myself to go to sleep and walked up to my bedroom.

I undressed and climbed into bed. I began to toss and turn and for some reason I couldn't fall asleep. I laid there for an hour and realized that it was useless. I quietly climbed out of bed and turned on my computer. I dialed up the Internet. As I sat there naked at my computer I waited for AOL to connect. Finally I was online. None of my buddies were on so I decided to check out some of my stocks. After about ten minutes of Wall Street I became bored. Suddenly my eyes lit up. There was a name in my buddy list.

My heart began to race and I felt my palms begin to become warm and moist. The name that appeared in my buddy list was the name of my new online daughter. Just then an instant message box popped up on my screen. "Daddy are you there?" I was asked. "Yes baby, daddy is here," I typed. All kinds of thoughts were running through my mind now. "How is my little girl?" I typed.

After a short pause "HORNY!" appeared in the instant message box. "MMMMMMM, just how daddy likes his lil girl," I typed. "Guess what daddy did today baby," I typed. "What daddy?" was her reply. "Daddy came twice today thinking about you," I typed. "Really," she typed, "I came thinking about you too daddy. And I am also naked right now touching myself while I'm thinking about you again."

I couldn't believe how this girl turned me on. I looked down and realized that my cock was beginning to stiffen. I was half hard already. "Oh daddy, your little girl needs you...needs you to fuck her so badly," she typed! "Oh daddy, stroke yourself lightly for me," she typed. I reached down and slowly began to stroke my half hard member. Soon I was standing tall. I had never come three times in one day in my life. 

I couldn't believe the way this girl was able to control my body and mind like this. "Oh daddy, pretend that I am kneeling in front of you and your hand is really my lips and mouth."

"Would you like that daddy?" she asked. With my free hand I typed, "Yes baby if you only knew how much."

"Oh daddy I begin to bob my head up and down taking more and more of you into my mouth," she typed. I couldn't believe I was rock hard again.

I had to stop pumping as I was close to cumming again. I couldn't believe how hot this girl made me. I typed. "Baby, pretend that I am kneeling in front of you."

"I begin to kiss your toes, sucking them into my mouth one at a time."

"I begin to scrape my teeth on your toes before I begin kissing my way up your sexy legs."

"Oh god daddy, that alone can make me cum," she typed back. "Daddy, I am sitting here naked with my feet up on my computer desk right now," she typed. "Daddy is now kissing your inner thighs."

"Daddy can smell your scent baby as I see your soft pussy lips before my eyes."

"MMMMMMMM," she typed. "Daddy blows lightly on your pink parted glistening pussy lips."

"I look up into your pretty eyes waiting for your approval to continue," I typed. "Eat me daddy" she typed. "I lightly begin to kiss your pussy lips."

" I let my tongue slide up and down your cunt from top to bottom only slightly parting your pussy lips."

"I press my mouth onto my daughter's cunt and begin to French kiss your pussy." Suddenly she types "daddy, I'm cummmmmmmmmiiiinnnnnggggggggggg." I typed "Oh baby, daddy begins sucking on your clit as I stroke it with my tongue."

"God daddy I'm cumming againnnnnn," she replied.

"Oh daddy, you don't know how hard it was for me to cum and not scream. My real daddy is right across the hall from me and I to be quiet about it so he wouldn't hear me," she typed. As I sat there with my third rock hard erection of the day I felt my pre cum oozing out of my head and dripping down my shaft and off of my balls. I typed back, "Me too baby, my baby girl is across the hall in her room too!"

"Oh baby I wish you were here to sit on daddy's lap right now," I typed.

"Pretend I walk up from behind you daddy and I massage your big strong shoulders for a moment."

"I slide my hands down your chest to your stomach as I lean into you and kiss your neck."

"I slide my tongue up and down your neck and into your ear daddy."

"Do you like that daddy?" she typed. I typed, "oh baby you don't know how much daddy loves that." Slowly I began stroking my rock hard member, fantasizing about how awesome that would feel right now.

"Daddy, I slowly move to the side of your chair and lift my leg over your lap."

"Slowly I lower my leg on the other side and I am now straddling you."

"Slowly I lower my dripping pussy to your towering cock daddy."

"Oh god I feel you as the tip of your cock touches my pussy lips and begins to part me open," she typed. My hand was now busily pumping my cock up and down as thoughts of my own daughter riding me began to fill my mind. "Oh baby yes," I typed. "I slowly lower myself all the way down onto you daddy," she typed. "Do you like how tight your little girl is daddy?" she asked. "God baby yes," I replied.


Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 1



"I lower my lips to yours daddy and I kiss you softly,"

"Oh daddy I feel so fucking hot right now," she typed. I typed, "Oh baby your lips are so soft as I open my mouth for your tongue."

"Oh daddy, I slide my tongue into your forbidden mouth as I begin to bounce up and down on your hard cock."

"Oh daddy you feel so big," she typed. "Baby, I place my hands on your ass cheeks feeling how soft they are," I typed. "I stare into your eyes as you ride up and down on daddy's big cock."

"I see your breasts bouncing up and down as I feel them grazing my chest."

"I slowly part your ass cheeks while I explore every inch of your soft hot flesh," I typed. "Oh daddy that feels so fucking good right now," she typed. "I feel your slippery pussy sliding up and down on my cock as I part your ass cheeks and press my finger into your asshole," I typed. "Oh god daddy I'm going to cum again," she typed back. "Me too baby," I typed. "I press my finger tip into your asshole as I place my mouth on yours," I typed. She typed, "I scream into your mouth as I begin to cum daddy."

Suddenly I realize that my balls are tingling and I am on the verge of cumming for a third time today. The image of Brei sitting on my lap riding my cock was all I needed to imagine. "Oh baby daddy is going to cum in your tight hot pussy," I typed. "I start fingering your asshole as I feel you tightening your ass muscles as you begin to cum."

"Oh daddy, I'm cummmmmiiiinnnnnngggggggggggggg," she typed. At the same time my hand continued to pump up and down on my rock hard cock. Every nerve in my body was tingling. 

Suddenly I felt my release as my nuts began to contract. I felt the first wave of cum race up my shaft as I tightened my asshole causing my cum to spurt out two feet high into the air. Spasm after spasm raced through my cock. Ropes of cum went flying everywhere. On me, on the chair, on the floor and even on the computer.

"Oh baby, daddy came in you so good," I typed. "Daddy, I came so hard too," she typed. "I do have to get to bed daddy," she typed back. "Thank you for the wonderful fuck daddy," she said. "Thank you too for the wonderful fuck baby," I said. "I will look for you tomorrow daddy, have a good night," she typed and then she was gone.

I sat there at my desk for a few moments wiping up my mess with a box of tissues. I couldn't believe how hot this girl was. I couldn't believe how she stimulated my mind and my body. I shut my computer down and turned off my small lamp and climbed into bed. I pulled the blanket over my naked body and fell fast asleep.

****

 (Brei) 
I giggled softly out loud as I snuggled under the covers and burrowed into the soft mattress on my bed. What a time! I'd never cum from cyber sex so hard before. This online daddy of mine was really getting to me. I couldn't stop thinking about him...and I also couldn't stop wondering about Dad. What was he like sexually? What did his dick look like? Was he big? Average? Long? Thin? I was curious. I wondered if he liked to take charge. I wondered what sex had been like with him and mom. And I also wondered if he ever thought about me as more than his daughter.

My sleepy mind knew all these things were wrong. I'd been raised in a good church and had sung in the choir as a teenager. I stopped attending only when I went away to school, but I still knew what had been taught to me about the rights and wrongs of life. But still...thoughts of my dad entered my mind and seemed to stick there. I just couldn't understand it.

I suddenly remembered something I'd heard earlier in the evening. I was sitting in the den watching a couple sitcoms while Dad took his after-work shower. He'd seemed a little flustered when he hugged me, but I'd put that off to having a bad day. 

I had watched his ass as he made his way to his room to put on his robe. He sure had a nice butt, I thought appreciatively. I smiled then, and shook my head. 'Oh Brei, you're just a horndog.'

I'd become quite immersed in the show on the tube, and even the fake laughter was drawing me in. But then I heard it. There was a slight pause between the comments on TV, and everything in the house was quiet.

But I heard a moan. Actually, it sounded more like a groan, a gutteral utterance. And it came from the bathroom. I covered my mouth with my hand to stifle a gasp of surprise, and knew my eyes had flown wide open. Was that Dad? Was he...it couldn't possibly be...but was he possibly jacking off in the shower?

'Oh my god,' I thought. My pussy clenched at the idea of my dad in the shower, stroking himself to orgasm. I'd heard enough guys cum to know what they sounded like, and it sure seemed to me like that's just what Dad had done.

'Wow.' I was dumbfounded. In a short while, Dad made his way to the den. He was fully dressed, and I found myself checking out his crotch. 'Jesus, Brei, have some respect for your elders, will ya,' I thought. I bit my lip, though, when I saw how relaxed Dad was now.

"Have a nice shower, Dad?" I asked.

"Sure did."

Was it my imagination, or did Dad look a little bit sheepish? I decided that he probably did get himself off, and good for him. I could imagine that it had been awhile since he'd gotten any.

Now tucked in bed, I smiled to myself. I was nearly horny again from thinking about Dad jacking off in the shower, but was also very worn out. I'd cum so many times that day. And I couldn't wait to chat again with my online daddy in the morning. So I drifted soundly to sleep.

I awoke bright and early, and felt more refreshed than I had in a long time. I decided to surprise Dad with breakfast. I knew he usually made his own, but I could still hear him getting ready for work, so I knew I had time.

I reached inside my closet door and pulled out my robe. It was a spendy investment, but there was a Victoria's Secret shop in the mall near the college, and I couldn't help but frequent the place. I bought all my stockings there, and garter belts as well. And when I'd seen the robe on sale, I just had to take the plunge. It was short, probably a little too short for propreity, but it covered everthing it needed to. The satin material felt so cool and soothing on my skin, and the black sheen contrasted nicely with my tan skin.

I tied the robe shut around me and made my way to the kitchen. I hummed softly as I brewed a fresh pot of coffee, made some eggs and fried some sausage and set out breakfast cereals on the table. I grabbed a banana and started munching, swaying my hips to the pop tune playing softly on the radio. I knew my robe was riding up my legs, but knew that I'd probably be sitting at the table before Dad made an appearance so I didn't worry too much about it.

I slid the banana between my lips, wondering what Dad would think if he saw his little girl tonguing the sweet fruit. Would he get hard? 'Oh geez, what a way to start the day,' I thought.

I slid the banana deeper in my mouth, and partly down my throat. I slid it back out and in once more. I was usually horny in the mornings, but this morning seemed to be more of a struggle for me. I couldn't wait to hop online.

In sheer frustration I bit fiercely into the banana and threw the peel in the garbage. Why the hell did I have to feel so pent-up all the time?

I scooped the eggs and sausage onto a plate and knew that Dad had better hurry or he'd be late for work.

I turned to the sink to wash the dirty pan. I ran my hands under the hot water and felt how it fed my cunt. I longed to be in the shower just then, getting myself off under the hot stream. I turned off the faucet and bumped the towel holder next to my leg. The towel slithered to the floor.

"Shit," I muttered. I bent over to pick up the towel so I could dry the pan. I knew my robe was riding up my hips, and I stood up quickly. Just then, someone cleared his throat behind me.

Dad had just entered the kitchen. "Jesus, Dad," I splutted as I whirled around. "You scared the hell outta me."

Dad looked a little red in the face. My mind began to race. 'Did he see me bent over? How far had my robe ridden up? Oh shit, he probably thinks I'm a slut or something.'

Dad interrupted my reverie, "Breakfast looks great, Brei. I sure wish you were here all year round to cook like this."

I quickly regained my composure. Dad wasn't acting like he'd seen anything, so I could assume that he didn't. "Oh I see, is that all I am to you, Dad?" I asked teasingly.

He laughed. "You know you're much more than that."

"Yeah, I know and thanks for reminding me."

"What are you planning on doing today, Brei?" he asked.

"Oh I dunno. Probably just lounge around here for another day or so. I might go out and find a job waiting tables or something. Just to have some extra cash. None of my friends are back for the summer yet, so I'll just veg for another day."

"Ok, I've gotta get going. Have a good day. And stay out of trouble young lady!" he admonished sternly. Then he grinned and kissed me on the cheek. I noticed that his suit jacket was buttoned. He usually didn't button it until he got to work, I thought. Oh well, I shrugged and began to clean up the dishes.

Once the kitchen was spic and span, I ran to my room and flipped on the computer. I connected to the Internet, but noticed that my online daddy wasn't on my list yet. I sighed and decided to surf the web while I waited.

I remembered a Real Sex episode I'd seen at school. My friends and I had great fun talking about it for days. It was almost more than we could fathom, and it seemed like I was the only one out of all of us who actually showed some real interest. They had teased me and said I was a little weird, so I'd dropped the subject.

But now I started up a search engine and typed in the key word 'BDSM.' I waited until the results came up on the screen, and was nearly astounded to find thousands of matches.

I found one website's description saying, "Everything you ever wanted to know about BDSM, the real and the dark, plus story archives and a toy store..." I clicked on the link and watched with bated breath as "Daddy's Dungeon of Horrors" came up on screen. 'Holy shit,' I thought. 'I just can't get away from the daddy thing.'

But I clicked on ENTER HERE, and browsed the site at length. I found stories from real life doms and subs, and I became familiar with the lifestyle terminology. Boy, I'd love to try this someday, if only I knew someone who was interested. But I didn't, so for the time being, I'd have to satisfy myself with my own fantasies.

I entered the online store, and found all sorts of bondage equipment, whips, chains, shackles, paddles and of course, blindfolds, gags, dildos, vibrators, cock rings and every other sort of kink. There were also shoes. Lots of shoes. I breathed deeper as I noticed the shiny black patent leather, the red high heels, the bondage straps, the stiletto heels. 'Wow, I wish I had a pair.'

Then I had a thought. I had a little money left in my account, and I was planning on getting a job soon anyway. The shoes on this site didn't cost that much, and from the padlock on the bottom of the screen, it was secure, so I knew it was safe.

I took the plunge and ordered a pair of black 4" stiletto heels. They were shiny, with straps encasing the ankle. The toes were pointed, and they screamed, "SLUT." I wasn't quite sure where I'd wear them, or when, but I had this insane need to wear those shoes, even if it was only when I masturbated.

By this time I was so worked up that I really had to do SOMETHING, or go insane. Since I hadn't taken a shower yet, I decided that this was a good time. It would pass the minutes while waiting for my online daddy to come up on my screen.

I nearly ran to the bathroom and turned on the water full-blast. I liked my showers hot, almost too hot really, but the steam felt so good. I stood under the jets and let the short blasts hit my breasts and stomach. I loved the way my nipples hardened under the hot stream. I reached up and tweaked them gently, then harder, then pulled them until I bit my lip from the sweet pain.

I turned around and felt the water running down the crack of my ass. I parted my ass cheeks and remembered what my online daddy had typed last night about pushing his finger into my ass. That had really turned me on and I had cum so damn hard.

I shampooed my hair and rinsed, then massaged conditioner through from the roots to the ends. While waiting for that to soak in, I decided to shave my pussy. I always liked to keep it nice and clean looking. I grabbed a fresh razor and lathered up. I could tell my clit and pussy lips were swollen from looking at the illicit website.

I gently stroked the blade up and down my lips, inside the labia, around my cunt hole. I could feel my juices coating the blade, and knew I needed to get off...soon. I shaved the rest of my bikini area until I was totally smooth and bare. Then I rinsed off.

I felt the beads of water on my breasts again, and this time leaned against the shower wall, letting my body get even more turned on. My fingers drifted to my pussy lips, parting them, slipping inside, one finger at a time. I rubbed my thumb on my clit, and thrust my hips into the shower wall.

I grabbed the shower head and removed it from the stand. I sprayed my entire body, pinching my nipples. I could be as loud as I wanted. There was no one home. So I moaned. I faced the shower wall now and bent over. My ass was sticking out and I spread my legs. I clung to the bar with my left hand and held the shower head in my right.

I aimed the pulsing stream right at my clit and gasped suddenly when it found its mark. "Ohhhhhhh myyyyy god," I moaned aloud. I closed my eyes and imagined that I was wearing the heels I'd just ordered. In my mind I looked down and saw my spread legs, with the stiletto heels digging into the shower floor, the water running over the ankle straps and down the shiny leather in steaming rivulets. I saw the spray of water from the hose hitting my pussy directly. I could feel my clit pulsing. I could feel my pussy clenching.

But I didn't want to cum yet. I wasn't done with my fantasy. So I moved the stream of water slightly so it wasn't hitting directly on my clit.

I closed my eyes again and continued my thoughts. I knelt down on the tub floor now, and still imagined that I was wearing those high slut heels. I rested my forehead on the bar and stuck my ass out in the air. "Ohhhh please fuck me," I whispered to the empty room.

But then my mind flashed and I could feel hands on me, stroking my ass, my cunt. Insistent. In my mind I could feel those hands touching my clit. I aimed the water at my clit once again, and began to hump the hot stream. "Yes, yes, jesus, fuck..." I mumbled.

I was on the verge of cumming, and I ran my left hand over my ass just like I'd felt it in my mind. I stroked closer to my asshole and felt it quiver when I brushed my fingers over the small rosebud. I was closer and closer to orgasm and then slipped one finger inside my ass. I began stroking faster and faster.

Then, as I peaked, the image of my dad flashed through my mind. What if he was the one fucking my ass? "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh daddy, I'm cummmmmmmmmmingggggggggggggggggggg," I screamed. I felt my asshole contract, and nearly squeeze off my finger. I saw my dad pumping and pumping. I came again and again. I felt almost like I was having a seizure, but it was way too pleasurable. "Ohh...oh...oh....daddy, your little girl's gonna cum around your dick."

And so I came all over my dad's cock. I slumped to the floor of the shower stall and slowly regained my senses. Then I realized what I'd thought. 'Oh my god.' I didn't know what had come over me. He was my father, for Christ's sake. What the hell was going on.

I rinsed off and stood up on shaky legs. I let the water run through my hair to wash out all the conditioner. Then I stepped out of the shower and toweled off.

I smoothed vanilla scented lotion over my whole body, then stepped into a short denim skirt and another v-neck tee shirt without a bra. I wanted easy access for my morning's online play. I applied just the sheerest hint of makeup and dried my hair with the blowdryer until it was just slightly damp.

Then I went back to my bedroom and felt my pulse race as I saw that my online daddy had sent me a message: 'Morning, baby. Let daddy know when you're ready to chat. I have some things to ask you.'

I sat down and my fingers flew: 'Hi Daddy. It's good to see you on. I just got out of the shower.'

His reply was instantaneous: 'Did you now. So tell me, little one, just what are you wearing now?'

I wrote: 'A short skirt and a t-shirt, Daddy. Nothing else.'

'Wonderful. That makes Daddy very hard, you know. Just the thought of you sitting there with that pretty pussy all wet under that skirt. So easily accessible. I could just bend you over and.... Do tell me, baby, do you shave that beautiful cunt?'

'Yes, Daddy. And that's exactly what I did this morning. So it's all nice and smooth for you...and slippery...and so wet.'

'Ohhhh baby. You make me so fucking hard. And are those toes nice and bare?'

'Yes. I'm rubbing the calf of my left leg with the toes of my right foot. Feels soooooo good.'

'I'll bet it does. Tell me baby, did you do anything else in the shower today besides shave that pretty pussy?'

My fingers shook slightly as I replied: 'Yes, Daddy. I was thinking of you...and what it would be like if you were in that shower with me. And then I got so horny shaving... I took the shower attachment and aimed it straight at my clit, Daddy. And I imagined that you were behind me, fingering my ass. And I came so hard I nearly passed out, screamed too. Thank god no one was home!'

'Ohhhhhhh baby. I wish I could've been there. To see you bent over like that. My cock is going to burst out of my pants pretty soon, baby. Your daddy wants your tight little pussy.'

'And I want your big hard dick, Daddy. Soooo bad. I'm so wet under this skirt. I can slide my fingers right into my hole.'

There was a pause then, and his next message told me that he was being called to a short meeting. He said he'd have to button his suit to hide his raging hard-on. I laughed to myself and told him I'd look him up later.

I stood up and stretched. Damn. He'd made me horny as hell again, and then he left. Figures. Oh well, I really had to get out and look for a job.

And so I hurried off, with one last look at my computer screen, sending my online daddy a silent mental message that I'd be back soon.

****

 (Allen) 
Finally after two and a half hours my meeting was over. I could not concentrate on anything else at this moment in time. I just wanted to get back on my computer in my office and talk to my new online daughter. As I entered my office I made sure to close my office door behind me. I raced to my computer and my hand reached for my mouse. I quickly logged on to the Internet and was online. To my dismay, my new online daughter was not. I surfed for awhile in hopes that she would log on. 

Quitting time came and I shut my computer off for the day. I was a little disappointed that I didn't get another chance to talk to her. I knew after I got home and retired to my room for the night I would have to go online and search for her. It was amazing how someone that I just met could affect me so greatly. Hell, we didn't even know each other's names or where we were from. To me, that didn't even matter. Hell, I didn't even care if she was fat and ugly. What mattered was the fact that we shared the same fantasy together. And she wanted 'me' to be her daddy as much as I wanted 'her' to be my daughter.

I left my office building and headed for my car. On the way home I stopped off at this adult book store that I go to occasionally. I browsed through the magazine selection which was huge. There were magazines about every topic. I leafed through the selections and decided to buy this one that catered to the bondage crowd. I was never into bondage, but I was a bit curious. I went to the counter and had to wait for someone to come to the register so I could pay and leave. Several minutes passed before an older man came to the register. "Sorry about the wait, my cashier quit and I haven't been able to replace her yet." 




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 1



"That's OK," I replied. 

"Would you like any batteries or condoms today sir?" the older gentleman asked. 

"No thank you," I replied as he handed me my change back. I took my bag and walked out of the store and back to my car.

I drove home a little on the horny side. As I pulled on to my street I could see Brei's car in the driveway. "Man," I thought to myself. "This girl is going to really put a damper on my online jack-off sessions for the summer."

I pulled into my driveway and parked my car. I opened my briefcase and slid my new magazine into my briefcase so Brei wouldn't see it. I closed my car door behind me and walked up to the front door. To my surprise, Brei opened the front door for me and my jaw almost hit the ground. There she stood while holding the door open wearing the skimpiest pair of cut-off jean shorts and a tank top. I could see through her shirt and every bump on her aerolas were visible through the tight shirt. 

She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me welcoming me home. "I have dinner ready daddy," she said as I walked into the living room. 

"It smells wonderful," I said as I walked into the kitchen. "Mmmm... baby you outdid yourself today." I sat down suit and all at the table as Brei set a plate of stuffed peppers and mashed potatoes in front of me. I watched her as she walked to the refrigerator to get me something to drink. As I looked at her she bent over at her waist and asked me what I wanted. It took me a couple of seconds as my eyes were glued to my own daughter's ass as half of her cheeks were now visible. "A coke will be fine Brei," I managed to reply as my cock was about to tear through my zipper.

I managed to rip my eyes off of her ass and began to eat as she turned around and brought two cokes back to the table. She sat directly across from me and we ate dinner together. We talked about all kinds of stuff that happened during the day. Every time I would look at my daughter I had a hard time raising my eyes higher than her breasts. I couldn't believe that my own daughter's nipples had me mesmerized while I ate dinner.

After we finished eating dinner Brei walked to the counter and cut us each a piece of pumpkin pie. I watched as she walked back to the table and set a piece down for each of us. Next she walked to the refrigerator and came back with the can of whipped cream. I watched in earnest as Brei shook the can, causing her breasts to jiggle and sway with each shake of the can. She

reached down to her piece and shot a wad of cream onto her piece of pie.

Next, she walked over to my side of the table and shot a wad of cream onto my piece. I thanked her and when I looked up at her I caught her running her tongue up the stem of the whipped cream can. She then stuck the nozzle into her mouth and gave it a quick suck to get the rest of the cream out of the nozzle. All I could think at this moment was how bad I wished that her lips were around my cock and not that can. We ate our pie together and had a cup of coffee. 

After some more small talk Brei said, "Go take a shower daddy while I do the dishes." I didn't have to be told twice as I stood up and went up to my room.

I undressed and threw my robe on and walked down the hall to the shower. I set the water temperature and threw my robe onto the towel rack. I quickly and quietly showered until I remembered what my online daughter had told me.

Thoughts of her shaving that pussy in her shower caused my cock to tower in no time. I rinsed off and suddenly got an urge. I saw my daughter had her shaving gel in the shower. I took the can and shot some gel into my hand and began to lather up my cock and balls. My fingers trembled as I reached for her razor and brought it closer to my balls. My cock was so hard as I pressed her razor against my pubic hair. I pulled on the razor and immediately felt my pubic hair begin to tear. I was careful as to not cut myself. I continued to trim my bush above my cock until there was just a small V of hair left. Next I pulled and pushed on my balls to flatten them out to make shaving easier. Carefully I stroked the razor over my balls, trimming all of my hair away. I rinsed off and noticed that there were still a few strands of hair here and there. I grabbed some more gel and lathered myself up again. Carefully I shaved away the last of the stray hairs. 

Again I rinsed off and inspected my shaving job. It was perfect. I couldn't wait to tell my new online daughter about this tonight. Realizing that I had been in the shower for a considerable amount of time I decided against jacking off and save it in case I ran into my daughter online. I quickly dried off and placed my robe over my naked body. I dried my hair and walked down the hall back to my room. I threw off my robe and pulled on a fresh pair of underwear. They felt so different now that I had no pubic hair. I had difficulty trying to keep from getting an erection but I managed. I pulled on a fresh pair of socks and an old worn out sweatshirt.

I walked back down to the living room and turned on the news. Brei joined me for television and stretched out on the couch while I sat in the recliner. As she watched the television I couldn't help but to notice how shapely and sexy her legs and feet were, not to mention how those perky breasts and nipples of hers were. As I watched the news I realized that my little girl was now all grown up. As I watched the news I began to wonder how many guys she fucked at school. Did she ever have an encounter with a woman, or was she still a virgin? With a tight little body like that, she had to be getting laid. I wondered what kind of fantasies she had. Did she get into bondage or was she submissive? Maybe she was a prude like a nun, but I doubted it. I knew one thing for certain though. My Brei was going to make some lucky guy very happy one day.

After about an hour of the boob tube I excused myself to go to bed. I wanted so badly to look for my online daughter and to look at my new magazine. "I'm going to go to bed soon too daddy."

"OK baby," I said as I bent down and kissed her softly on the forehead. As I bent down you bet your sweet ass I took the opportunity to examine her breasts and nipples through that dainty little top she was wearing. Immediately I burned that image into my memory banks.

Once I got into my room I closed my door and then stripped naked. I turned on my computer and then headed for my briefcase. I opened it and pulled out the brown paper bag with the bondage magazine. I sat down at my desk and dialed up the Internet. Sadly, my online daughter was not signed on.

Anyway, I sat there looking at my new magazine. I began turning the pages one at a time and I couldn't believe the pictures I was looking at. There was this picture of this hot girl who was laying on her back and her ankles were tied to her wrists over her head. There was also a bridle in her mouth like one that a horse would wear. I don't know what it was, but that picture made my cock grow to full hardness.

I continued to leaf through the magazine while I periodically checked my buddy list for my online daughter. I turned the next page and my heart almost stopped before it began pounding super hard. There was a picture of how I wanted to see my online daughter. There was a girl that was shackled at her wrists and ankles in what appeared to be a dungeon. She was wearing black stockings and garters and these super sexy stiletto heels.

Just then I heard Brei come upstairs and go into her room. I knew I had to be quiet and hoped to god that she didn't come to my room to ask me anything. I returned to looking at my magazine and couldn't believe the incredible pictures. About halfway through the magazine I was interrupted by an instant message. My heart pounded when I saw it was from my online daughter. "Hi daddy," she said. My trembling fingers managed to type back, "Hi baby, daddy has been waiting for you."

We began to chat back and forth. "What are you wearing baby," I typed. "Just my satin robe daddy," she replied. "I'm getting all wet now that you're here daddy." My cock was already oozing precum onto the floor. "Oh daddy, I am running my fingers over my pussy right now and it feels so smooth." I paused for a moment. "Guess what daddy did tonight," I typed. "What daddy," she replied. "I was taking a shower and I thought about you shaving your pretty pussy so I shaved my cock and balls."

"Oh my fucking god daddy, that is so hot!" she typed. "God daddy, you make me so fucking hot."

"I have two fingers in my pussy thinking about you right now," she typed. "Guess what else baby cakes," I typed. "What daddy?"

"I stopped at this adult book store and bought a bondage magazine."

"Oh my god daddy that kinky stuff really turns me on," she typed. "I am looking at this picture of this hot chick and she has these nipple clamps on."

"Oh daddy I can feel them right now."

"God daddy I can feel them pinching my nipples as we talk."

"Baby, I am stroking myself right now imagining that these pictures are you."

"Oh daddy, you are gonna make me cum," she typed.

"Baby, pretend you are in a dungeon and you think you are alone and you are trying to find your way out."

"Close your eyes and imagine it is cold and damp and musky down there."

"There is only dim candle light as I take your wrist and place the cuff of a shackle around it."

"You look into my eyes but I take your other wrist and shackle it above your head as well."

"God daddy yes!!!!!!!!!!!!" she typed. I typed, "I walk behind you and place a blindfold over your eyes."

"Next, I walk to your front and I place my fingers on your blouse and I pull hard, causing all of your buttons to pop off."

"Oh daddy yessssssssssss!" she typed. "Next, I unclasp your bra as I notice your clasp is in front and I release your breasts from the sheer material."

"I reach in and cup your breasts as I lower my head to your chest and begin to kiss your soft breasts."

"I walk behind you again and I reach around you and cup your breasts."

"I reach into my pocket and take a nipple clamp and clamp it to your right nipple."

"OH MY FUCKING GOD DADDYYYYY....I'MMMMM CUMMMMMIIIINNNNGGG." 

I paused for a few moments to allow her time to finish her orgasm. I grabbed my hand and stroked my cock and realized that I too was on the verge of cumming. I typed, "Next I reach down and slide my hands up your legs from your sexy heels to your thighs."

"As my fingers come in contact with the hem of your skirt I begin to lift it."

"Next, your daddy feels your bare skin as I realize that you are wearing thigh highs under your skirt."

"I feel your legs higher as I let my fingers slide over my daughter's ass. I feel your thong as I trace my finger tips over the material between your ass cheeks."

"With my fingers I slide them over your swollen mound between your legs."

"Daddy feels how wet his little girl is."

"OH GOD DADDYYYYY" she typed. 

"I reach up under your skirt and I hook my fingers around the waist band of your thong."

"I slowly begin to pull your thong down your sexy ass."

"I feel the string pop as it pulls out from between your ass cheeks."

"I slowly begin to slide the dainty material down your stocking encased legs."

"I let the tiny black thong fall to your feet and return my hands to your ass."

"I step around to your front and drop to my knees."

"I lift your skirt and cup your ass as I pull you forward slightly."

"I see your pussy is so wet baby."

"I lean forward and kiss your pussy lips softly."

"OH MY FUCKING GOD DADDYYYYYY, I'M CUMMMIIINNNGGGG!!!!!" she typed. "As I cup your ass I begin to lick your wet slit from top to bottom as I push your legs farther apart."

"Looking up I see your pussy is gaping open for daddy now."

"I slide my tongue deep into your open hole tasting your juices."

"I feel your clit now as I begin to flick my tongue rapidly across it as I part your ass cheeks with my hands."

"As I continue to flick my tongue across your clit I slowly slide my finger onto your asshole."

"OH GOD NO DADDY" she typed. I scrape my teeth over your clit causing you to gasp and when you gasp, your asshole relaxed and I eased my finger inside up to the first knuckle."

"OHHH MMMYYY FFUUCCKKINNGG GGOODD DDAADDDDYYYYYY...I'M CUMMMMIIINNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!" she typed.

I paused for a few minutes to allow her time to recover. My cock was dripping all over the floor. I typed, "Next, I stand in front of you and bend down enough to grab the backs of your thighs."

"I pull hard, yanking your legs completely off the ground."

"I place your legs around my waist as you are hanging from the ceiling only bound by your wrists."

"I lean forward pushing my cock into your dripping wet pussy."

"I look at you as you are helplessly being fucked by your daddy and enjoying it."

"OH GOD DADDY THIS FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD" she typed. "I begin to pound my baby girl's pussy as she remains shackled," I typed. "Oh baby, daddy is gonna cum soon."

"I begin to pound you harder as I reach around and spread your ass cheeks again."

"I press my finger into your asshole and I feel you tighten around it."

"I feel my nuts tightening baby, daddy is gonna cum in you sweetie," I typed. "OH MY GOD I'M CUMMMMINNNNGGG DADDY!" she typed. I reached down and quickly stroked my cock and immediately shot my cum high into the air. It landed on the carpet in front of me.

A few minutes passed by. "How was that baby?" I typed. "God daddy, I never came so hard in my life," she typed. "I am so tired daddy, I need to go to sleep."

"OK baby, sweet dreams and daddy will talk to you tomorrow."

"Nite daddy," she typed. Just like that she was offline.

I rolled up the rug by my computer so I could wash it tomorrow. I couldn't believe how hot this girl got me. I hid my magazine in my desk and fell down on my bed and fell asleep.

****

 (Brei) 
I lay in bed after playing with my online daddy for the second night in a row, my mind a whirl of thoughts and tumultuous feelings. My body was utterly satiated by this online character I called Daddy. I couldn't believe how he made me cum. It was if I had no mind of my own when we chatted; I responded utterly and entirely to him.

I'd had a good day, though. After a brief chat with my online daddy in the morning, I headed out in search of a job. I wore black dress slacks, a red short-sleeved silk blouse, and black heels. Underneath I wore my "power lingerie," a red lace push-up bra and matching g-string. I was a firm believer in "color magic," and always wore red when I needed a little extra confidence. I applied a little more color to my eyelids, a bit of black eyeliner and another coat of mascara. I finshed with a sheer red lipstick. There! I looked appreciatively at my reflection. Professional but not whore-ish.

Before I went out the door, I glanced through the morning paper. I had decided that I wanted a little more than waiting tables. I wasn't exactly a teenager anymore, although all too often I still acted like one. I would be entering my final year of college soon and needed to start acting like an adult.

In the help wanted section I found what I was looking for. The law office on Oak Woods Dr. was in need of a summer intern. I dialed the number listed and the phone began to ring.

"Trenton, Elwood and Associates, may I help you?" the voice was a bit of a shock. Sexy, sultry, yet professional in verbage. I had expected an older lady to answer the phone. Seemed to go with the territory.

"Yes, I'm Brei Thomas, and I'm calling about the intern position you have advertised in the paper."

"Hello Brei. Thanks for calling. Yes, we do have a position open. May I ask the reason you're interested?"

"Sure. I'm majoring in Business at the state university and I'd like to gain some experience in an office environment. Even though law is not my chosen field of study, I think it would be valuable to see how a legal business office runs. I'm also a hard worker and know I could be of help."

"That sounds wonderful, Brei. Why don't you come down and look around? I can make an appointment for an interview."

I made the appointment within the hour. As I hung up the phone, I found myself intrigued by the woman on the phone. Her voice was so sexy. I'd never really paid attention to a woman's voice before. And she sounded like she was just a little older than me. I was curious how she dressed, what she looked like, if she wore stockings and heels. 'Jesus, Brei, maybe you should've gotten yourself off this morning,' I thought. But my mind continued. I had seen a few movies with girl-on-girl scenes in them, and they had made me curious. No woman had ever turned me on before, but I was definitely open to the possibility. Hell, I found my own father attractive, why not a woman too, I thought.

I grabbed my resumes and headed out the door. I arrived a few minutes early and parked in the large lot. Before I headed towards the door, I took a few minutes to peruse the outside of the office building. It was built in one of the older sections of town, and had an almost regal look, with the original stonework walls still standing. It was a large building, two stories high, and probably had a basement, as most of the older structures did.

After another quick look, I quickly made my way toward the large double doors. I entered the building and my heels clicked on the tile. I glanced around appreciatively, but with some apprehension. This place was obviously for clients with good taste. I had never been in such fine surroundings before, and was surprised and pleased to notice that the couches in the waiting room were made of real leather. There was a faux fur rug on the floor, and real plants grew in every bit of free space in the room. Sort of like a surreal jungle, I thought.

Then I heard the voice from the phone, even sexier in real life. I turned towards the desk to see a young woman just a little older than myself standing tall. Her heels clicked on the floor as she came around the counter to greet me. Her smile was slow and sensuous and her eyes were...bedroom eyes. The thought entered my mind and I felt my pussy begin to wetten. There is was...the turn-on I'd wondered about. I almost couldn't believe that I was actually getting aroused by a woman.

She tossed her shoulder length, dirty-blonde hair over her shoulder and her brown eyes sparkled as she smiled. I drew my eyes up from admiring her stocking-encased legs under her short skirt. Her suit jacket was quite fitted, and her breasts jutted out proudly. There was just a hint of cleavage, and I found myself thinking that the guys who worked here must really enjoy her company. I finally met her eyes and found her warm gaze rather disconcerting. But she held out her hand in a friendly manner, "Hi, I'm Sabrina. You must be...Brei?"

"Yes, hi...nice to meet you."

"Likewise. Have a seat in the waiting room and someone will be right out."

I managed a quick thank you before watching her ass wiggle under her suit as she walked back to her desk. Damn! She was hot. I found myself actually wanting to kiss her. Her mouth looked absolutely delectable. I couldn't believe what I was thinking. I mean, I'd never had any feelings at all for any of my roomates, but then, everything else in my life was weird right now too, what with my online father, and my thoughts about my own dad. Geez. I just shook my head.

I looked up as I heard footsteps and stood up quickly as an older gentleman entered the room. His silvery gray hair glinted in the light and he seemed just a little agitated. "Sorry to have kept you waiting, Brei, my name is James Elwood. A few of us just have a couple questions for you, so if you'll follow me."

I followed in his wake as he led me to a large conference room. Several other men were already seated around the large round table, and I assumed that they were all attornies. I was correct in my assumption as James introduced each one in turn. I didn't remember any of the names, except for Matthew Trenton. His steely blue gaze caught and held mine for just an instant longer than was appropriate. I tried to control the flush on my cheeks as I tore my eyes away, and he seemed to look amused.




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 2



Authors' notes: This is a joint work written by qqnforyou6 (Allen) and angelove_2001 (Brei). We appreciate ANY and ALL feedback, so please feel free to comment on likes, dislikes, and offer any suggestions. For more incest works, see Allen's profile. Also, look for continuing chapters of this story approximately every two weeks. Thank you. 

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(Allen) 
After Brei and I finished eating I told her that I would do the dishes since I was the one who fixed dinner. The smile that slashed across her cute face signaled to me that she was glad that she didn't have to do the dishes. I watched as she got up and excused herself to go take a shower. 'My god,' I thought to myself. 'My baby girl is all grown up now. ' I managed to tear my eyeballs off of her ass as it sashayed towards her room and returned them to the dishes that I had to clean up. 

As I did the dishes I could hear the water running in the shower which caused the water in the kitchen to turn from hot to cold. A small minor adjustment and I was back in business. As I rinsed off a plate I realized that my Brei was totally naked just down the hallway. Thoughts began to race through my mind as to how that nice tight body would look all undressed. By the time I finished dishes I had a tremendous hard-on in my pants. 

After the dishes were finished I retreated to the living room to watch television. I heard Brei open the door from the bathroom. I could hear her bare feet patting the floor as she walked to her room and closed the door. I had to control my lustful thoughts before she came into the living room to watch television and noticed a bulge in my pants. I managed to control my thoughts until Brei entered the room. She sat directly across from me in a short satin robe. She crossed her legs, allowing me to see nearly all of her thigh as she began to bounce her sexy foot up and down. 

The longer I watched television the more I began taking sneak peaks at my daughter. Luckily Brei looked at me when my eyes were focused on the television set. "Daddy, I'm tired and I'm going to go to bed." 

"OK sweetie," I said. With that Brei got up and walked over and bent down to give me a quick hug. When she bent down and hugged me I looked behind her into the back of the mirror-lined curio cabinet and saw the most magnificent sight. There was my daughter's naked ass as her robe rode up from bending down. Instantly my cock began to stiffen as she stood up. Her robe slid back down, covering her sacred flesh as she said, "Good night daddy." 

"Congratulations on getting a new job baby," I said. 

"Thank you daddy, good night," she replied. 

Television was boring and I too went and took a shower. I quickly lathered up and rinsed off. I quietly walked back to my room in just my robe. I was in the mood to learn more about BDSM so I decided to go back to the adult bookstore that I occasionally visited. I quickly dressed, sat down and put on my shoes and quietly went into the garage. I opened the garage door and backed my car down the driveway. Once in the street I turned on my headlights so Brei would not know that I had left. I sped down the road towards my favorite store. 

I pulled into the parking lot a few minutes later. My heart was racing as I saw no cars in the parking lot. As I walked into the adult store my breathing was erratic. Once inside, I was at ease. I began to look through the magazines again. Unfortunately there were only the same magazines that I looked at the other day. "Can I help you?" I heard from behind me. I whirled around and to my utter surprise there stood what I would have to say was the most incredible looking woman I had ever seen in an adult bookstore. 

"I'm just looking," as I eyed up her dirty blonde hair. 

"I just started here today and I only know where certain things are so if you need any help just let me know. "

"Actually, there is something you can help me with," I said as I turned and faced her. My eyes met hers and I was taken in by the sparkle in her brown eyes. I noticed that the outfit she was wearing accented her breasts as they were pushed out nicely and begging to be touched. As we stood there looking at each other she finally said, "What can I help you with?" 

"I am looking for literature in the form of a book about the BDSM lifestyle." Looking back into her eyes I saw a glow as soon as I mentioned the letters 'BDSM' to her. 

"Follow me," she replied as she turned around and walked in front of me down a small hallway. 

As I followed her I was able to check out the rest of her. My god, this girl was built. I just realized that she was wearing a micro mini skirt and it was as high as the bottom of her ass cheeks. Her shapely legs were encased in black fishnet stockings that were attached to frilly black garters. The garters went up under her skirt and I dearly wished I could see where that hooked up to. Her feet were in a pair of five inch black stiletto heels that were open toe. Her toenails were painted a sexy red color that screamed 'slut'. "Right here," she pointed as she turned around. Luckily for me she saw me still looking at her fine assets when she turned around. The smile on her face told me that she didn't mind and everyone else that came in here probably did the same thing. 

She handed me a book that was called "The Club." 

"I recommend this one for you if this is the first book you will be reading about this. By the way, my name is Sabrina," she said as she held out her hand to shake mine. 

"My name is Allen," I said as I lifted my hand to hers and I knew that my palms were a little sweaty from being around such a beautiful woman. 

"Your hand and fingers are so cold," she said as she squeezed my hand. Her warm hand felt magnificent and immediately my cock responded by growing in my pants. Sabrina let my hand go and told me that this book was a must-read to the lifestyle. 

Glancing through the book quickly I noticed that it was about three hundred pages long. "Is that all you need tonight?" she asked. 

"Yep, that will do," I said as I followed her up to the cash register. It was a good thing that the counter was high enough because by the time I made it to the register I had a full fledged hard-on in my pants from looking at Sabrina walk. 

Sabrina quickly rang me up and I paid her. "I tell you what, Allen," she said as she handed me my change back. "I work here on Sundays and Tuesdays. Why don't you come back on Sunday and we can discuss what you have read and maybe I could help you understand the parts that you might not quite get. "

This was too good of an offer to pass up. I looked up at her and winked as I walked towards the door. "It's a date," I said as I pushed the door open. I looked at her one last time as I disappeared into the darkness of the parking lot. 

I got into my car and sped home. My heart was racing as my breathing was still heavy. I kept imagining Sabrina in that sexy outfit. As I drove home I couldn't wait to go online to look for my online daughter. I pulled into the garage and quietly went into the house. I noticed that Brei's light was off in her room. I quietly entered my room hoping that I would not draw attention to her that I was gone. I undressed after I turned my computer on. When I pulled down my underwear I noticed a large puddle of pre-cum in them. I tossed that pair of underwear into my hamper and sat down at my computer. I quickly got online and checked my buddy list. "Damn," I thought to myself as my online daughter was not online. Next I checked my e-mail. There it was, a message from her. I opened it and began to read. 

It was a quick letter telling me that she needed some more time before she wanted to meet. There was some other small chit-chat and then the letter ended. I clicked on the reply button and began to type her a letter back. "Baby, daddy is so glad that you need more time. I need more time too as I do not want to rush things and possibly push you away. You take all the time that you need and daddy will be here waiting for you. You make my day and every day I hope that I see you online or get an e-mail from you. I am so glad that I met you and life would seem utterly ridiculous without you. I bought a book tonight from an adult bookstore and when I read it I will be thinking about you, imagining that it is you as the main character. It is a novel about BDSM and daddy is so looking forward to reading it. I hope you have a wonderful day tomorrow and I look forward to our next chat. Be good baby, Daddy. "

It was quite late so I shut off my computer and jumped into my bed. I turned the lamp on next to my bed and propped my pillows up so I could lay in a comfortable position to read. I got all comfy and began to read. Immediately my cock sprang to life in anticipation. It didn't take long to get to a sex scene. "My god," I thought to myself. I couldn't believe how erotic this book was and how it was affecting my body. I was becoming aroused in a totally different way. 

As I held the book with one hand I began to lightly stroke my rock solid cock with my other hand. Pre-cum began dripping down my shaft and into my fingers. I couldn't believe what I was reading. My god, I was so close to cumming. "As he shackled my wrists to the bed he begged me to call him 'daddy' as he lightly rubbed my cunt from behind." 'Fuck me daddy, fuck me hard daddy,' I begged as I felt his enormous cock enter my pussy from behind." That was all I needed to read. I was picturing my online daughter in that scene and my cock began to tremble as every nerve in my body began to tingle. My hips began to thrust as I shot my cum about two feet into the air. At that moment, I imagined Brei as the one in the novel and my orgasm seemed to increase in strength. A few moments later I set the book down and cleaned myself up. I hid the book in my night stand and pulled the covers over me and turned out my light. Soon, I drifted off to sleep. 

****
(Brei)
The next couple days passed like the breeze. Work was busy as ever, but I was glad. I was quickly learning the ins and outs of the professional world, and was starting to imagine that I'd ever felt anything weird and erotic about this place after all. It was obviously just another law office. Yesterday had been an especially grueling day and I'd slept like the dead from the minute my head had touched the pillow. 

But now I was feeling refreshed. I was actually a little disappointed to remember that it was Friday already. I heard my dad slam the door downstairs and grind out of the driveway. I was running just a bit on the late side myself, so I hurried through my shower though I did take time to shave. Nothing like smooth skin under my clothes, I thought. 

I pulled a dark red suit from my closet. I'd have to do some clothes shopping if I wanted to keep dressing so professionally, I thought. But I did love this one. The color was so deep it almost looked black. But it was red. A dark, passionate, intense red. Matched the colors I'd painted on my fingers and toes. 

I wore black lingerie underneath my clothes, sheer black stockings, a black lace garter belt and a black lace bra. I remembered my bathroom play earlier in the week, though, and dispensed with the panties. Easier access that way, I grinned. 

As I applied my makeup and dried my hair I wondered what Sabrina would be wearing. I couldn't wait to see. She and I were becoming great friends, and I so enjoyed working with her. 

I grabbed a quick bite to eat and hurried out to my car. I was backing out of the driveway and noticed that the time on the clock was earlier than I'd thought. Confused, I turned on my favorite morning show and soon realized that Dad must've set the clocks ahead in the house. He was always doing that, in hopes that he'd be on time for once. I grinned, and decided I might as well head into work a little early and get caught up on some paperwork. 'Geez, my first week and I'm already becoming a workaholic. ' But I knew work wasn't my only reason. I'd get some time on the computer before everyone showed up. I wanted to see if my online daddy had sent me a reply to the mail I'd written earlier in the week. 

I parked my car and noticed that Sabrina's vehicle was also in the lot. I felt a rush of giddiness as I thought of spending the whole day working next to that sexy thang! Even after several days of being in her presence, I still couldn't get over how sexy she was. 

I found the door locked and thought that was a bit odd, but used my key and relocked it behind me. I wondered why Sabrina hadn't just left it open for everyone. I walked into the main office with a smile of greeting on my face, but my look turned to puzzlement when I realized that Sabrina wasn't at her desk. 

'Oh well,' I thought. Maybe Sabrina was in the bathroom or something, and I grinned at the thought of her getting off in the same stall just like I had. I booted up my computer and quickly opened my email. There it was, a message from my chat daddy. 

He wrote that he too wanted to make sure that meeting was the right thing, so he thought that taking some time to think it over was a good idea. He also wrote that he'd bought a book on the BDSM subject, and that he was taking an interest in the lifestyle. 'Wow,' I thought. Maybe I'd be able to experience some of that stuff someday after all. That is, if we did decide to meet. 

Suddenly I sat up. I'd heard something. I hoped this place wasn't haunted since I'd never really seen a ghost before. But it was moaning that I heard, and panting. "What the hell??" I whispered. 

I closed my email and got up to investigate. The door to the long hallway on my left was closed, and it opened with a slight squeak. I stopped in my tracks and held my breath, but the sounds were louder now. At the far end of the corridor a faint stream of light was making a yellow stripe on the soft carpet. The last office door was open just a crack!

I was really curious now, and took off my shoes to be sure I didn't snag the heels on anything. I tiptoed softly on stockinged feet, and as I drew closer to the office in question, the sounds got louder. 

I could identify it now. Moaning, groaning, crying out, panting, a slapping of bodies together. "Holy shit," I muttered under my breath. 

I had read about workplaces where people fucked before and after hours... and even during the workday, and those stories had always really turned me on. Now I was about to witness it myself!

I reached the door and was able to see just a bit of the room through the crack between the hinges and the door frame. And what I saw made me nearly cum right then and there. 

Sabrina was bent over face down on the empty desk, her skirt hiked up to her waist and her legs spread wide. Her heels dug into the carpet and her hands gripped the sides of the desk. She must've been hanging on tight because her knuckles were white from the effort. Her hair was tangled and her lipstick smeared. As she lifted her head to thrash around from time to time I could see her cleavage pressed against the woodgrain surface. Her suit jacket was hung over the chair in front of the desk and her bra was flung on the seat. 

"Uh, uh, uh," she moaned in time to the thrusts into her cunt, "oh you fuck me so good. Fuck me harder, harder. Please, oh god. FUCK that feels damn good. "

"Don't move your hands, you little CUNT. You got that?" the man behind her ordered in a stern voice just above a whisper. I lifted my eyes and my jaw dropped. I had to stifle a gasp. James Elwood!

My lips turned up into a grin. So Sabrina WAS fucking the boss. How quaint. But what I heard next made me second-guess that thought. 

"Ohhhhh daddy, you keep doing that and I'm gonna, I'm gonna," Sabrina reached back with her left hand to force James' cock deeper into her pussy. 

He stopped. "YOU SLUT!" CRACK! His hand came down on her ass. Hard. 

Sabrina cried out and quickly placed her grip back on the desk where it belonged. 

"My little girl will obey me... and furthermore, you WILL not cum until I tell you you may. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Daddy. "

I couldn't believe my ears. Daddy? Little girl? They had some hot roleplay going on. Then I realized that I really didn't know Sabrina's last name. Boy, this was twisting my summer into a tight knot and I was enjoying every minute. 

James started pounding into her cunt again. "You should be punished you know, for getting your father all stiff and hard and at the office no less. What would that new girl think if she heard about this, for crying out loud?"

"She'd probably like it. I think she's kinky. "

"Is she now. But I'll bet she obeys better than you do, you little whore. "

And with that, his hand came down on her ass again and again. From where I stood I could see that her butt cheeks were beginning to look rosy and hot. James muttered, "This will teach you to keep your hands where I tell you. "

Sabrina was panting, moaning, trying to keep from screaming. "Oh, that hurts. OW. Daddy. Don't stop. Fuck me, fuck your little girl. I promise I'll obey better next time. I promise. Oh god, you're so big. I want to cum Daddy. Please may I? Please?"

She was shrieking now, and I was half-afraid that someone else would walk down the hall and hear them, but they didn't seem to care. 

With a final smack of her ass, James began thrusting faster and faster. "Yes, my little girl may cum. "

"Oh god, Daddy, thank you. Oh, god that feels good. Fuck me good. Fuck your little girl's tight cunt. Feel my pussy Daddy? Feel the way it grabs you? Feel it clench? Feel it... ah... oh... feel it... oh god... I'm gonna... oh god Daddy I'm gonna cum... nowwwwwwwwwwwww..." she screamed and sobbed and moaned and thrashed around on the desk. Her forehead banged against the surface and she cried out in pain. She seemed to cum forever and I wondered if she would pass out. But her hands stayed glued to the desk. At least she'd learned her lesson. 

"Oh baby," I heard James exclaim. "Daddy's gonna fill you up. I feel your hot wet cunt clenching at me. Oh, I can't last any longer. I'm gonna cum baby. Arrrrghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh." James clenched his teeth and threw his head back. He had a death grip on Sabrina's hips and was grinding his pelvis into her cunt so that she could milk the last few drops out of his dick. 

Sabrina lay limply on the desk, then raised her head... and looked right into my eyes. 

'Oh my fucking god,' I thought. 'I'm in deep shit now. '

I turned on my heels and walked as quickly and as quietly as I could back down the hallway. As I reached my desk I realized that my entire body was shaking. I couldn't believe what I'd just seen and I half thought I'd been dreaming. But my computer was on just where I'd left it, and I had to get a grip or risk losing my job. 

I sat back and took some deep breaths. I replaced my shoes and rubbed my temples. God, but I was horny. But it was almost time to open the office and I didn't have time to run to the restroom. I sat there, deep in my own reminiscing and didn't notice the figure walking to my desk. 

"Morning, Brei," Matthew's deep voice made me jump nearly out of my chair. 

"God, I'm sorry," I blushed since my thoughts hadn't exactly been work-related. 

Matthew leaned over my desk. His blue eyes searched mine, then he smiled. I didn't know what it was about this guy, but I didn't exactly trust him. He seemed a little too smart for his own good, or maybe it was his domineering manner. I didn't know, but he made me uncomfortable. But he aroused me too. That was the funny thing. Uncomfortably arousing. 

"I've got a big case coming up and it's going to trial next week, in fact. I've been working on the son of a bitch for three months now, but still have some last minute paperwork to finish. I know it's a lot to ask, since you just started working here and all, but I'd like you and Sabrina to come in tomorrow, that's Saturday, and help me out. Ok?"




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 2



It seemed more like a command than a question and I responsively nodded my head. 

"Good!" He turned to walk away, then paused for a minute. Glancing back and letting his gaze drift down my body he said, "You dress quite appropriately. I like that. "

Then he sauntered off to his office, whistling a cheery tune. 'Appropriate for WHAT?' I thought. 

But I wasn't given time to wonder further as Sabrina rushed in from the back door. "Hi, sorry I'm late," she panted. 

I searched her for signs of the fuck session she'd just had. There were none. Her clothes were neat, her lipstick perfect and her hair was pinned up in a loose bun. Her forehead did look a little red, though that could've been the lighting in the office. 'I wonder how she pulls off the attitude,' I thought. 

Sabrina sat down and browsed through some files on the computer. "Have a good night?" she asked. 

"Ummm, yeah," I cleared my throat. I couldn't believe that she was acting like nothing happened. 

"Here's that website we talked about earlier this week," she whispered suddenly. I slid my chair next to hers and we were glued to the screen in no time flat. She pointed out some good books and showed me a couple different toys that she'd bought. She drew my attention to a particularly small, smooth vibrator. "I carry this one in my purse," she said with a giggle. "You coulda used that when you took that longgg trip to the bathroom the other day, huh?"

I looked at her quickly. She just gave me a wink and commented, "Nice suit. But I'll bet Matt already told you that, huh?"

I was incredulous. "How'd you know?"

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, I think he's got his sights set on you, girly girl. "

I told her that he wanted the both of us to come in tomorrow and help him with some paperwork. "Oh did he now. Well, you'll get to know him a little better then. "

"Whadya mean?"

She grinned again, "Oh you'll just have to wait and see. "

At that moment James walked into the front office. Sabrina quickly closed the internet window and I rolled my chair back to my desk. 

"Well, it appears that you're doing a fine job, Brei. My compliments," James noted. 

"Thank you. "

He handed Sabrina some paperwork and told us both to keep up the good work. Then he strode out the door, mentioning something about an early appointment. 

I was as confused as ever now. There was no sign between the two of them about a clandestine affair. Wouldn't it be obvious, I wondered?

The morning progressed smoothly and soon Sabrina was asking me if I'd like to "do lunch" again. I happily agreed and we walked to the same deli we'd eaten at each day this week. While we munched, we made small talk. "I enjoyed looking at that website with ya this morning," Sabrina mentioned. 

"I liked it too. Actually I like YOU," I said, rather shyly. "I could never talk about this kind of stuff with any of my friends before. "

"So you must have a fairly open mind then. "

"Well, I think so," I laughed. "I haven't found anything I couldn't handle yet." I hesitated at her sudden look. 

She stared me straight in the eye, "I know you were watching this morning, Brei. "

"I-I'm sorry. I just... I was just..." I spluttered. 

"That turned me on," she interrupted. 

"What?"

"Knowing you had been watching. That turned me on. "

"Oh... "

"Brei, I have to tell you something," she took a deep breath. "Our office... it's not like other places. Shit goes on here, and we all like it, and we don't tell anyone else. Everybody's involved. "

"Everybody?? Even... Matthew?"

She grinned, "Yeah, I knew that was comin'!"

Then she grew serious, "So what I'm saying is if any of what you saw this morning makes you uncomfortable, then you'd best leave. I'm trusting you not to tell anyone. But... if you want to play some risky games and have fun while being safe at the same time, then this is the place for you. At least that's what I've been hoping since I saw you that first day. "

I was speechless. "Wow. Well, sure. I like working here. And I like you. And... the other guys seem... nice. But Matthew scares me. "

"Ohhh... yeah. Matt's got a mean streak. But... it's nothing you can't handle, that much I'm sure of. You remind me a lot of myself, so that's how I know!"

At that point I was so curious that I couldn't help but ask, "Sabrina, what's your last name? I don't think you ever told me. "

She gave me a sideways glance, "Elwood... ," a long pause and then, "yeah, he's my dad. "

For a minute I couldn't breathe. Didn't believe my ears. Couldn't believe my... LUCK!

I sighed. "Wow. That's pretty kinky. But hearing you guys made me so hot," I admitted. 

"Ever think about doing your dad?"

I gulped. Here was the moment of truth. "Well, I've... yeah, I've thought about it. Not seriously, cuz I don't think he'd be interested, and I know it's wrong, but... I dunno... something about it makes me so hot. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it actually. And there's something else. I have a chat friend... and I call him daddy. He makes me so hot... and we cyber like I'm really his daughter. He wants to meet sometime, but... I dunno. Maybe we will someday." The words flowed like a river now that I'd broken the dam. It felt SO good to talk about my cravings. 

Sabrina nodded. "Hey, ya know... I just picked up this part-time job down at that sex place on First St... ya know, where they sell movies and toys and shit. And it was the funniest thing. This guy came in there last night and I got the vibe that he REALLY likes younger chicks. So hey, I'm gonna see him again Sunday I think and I'll find out. If he does, I could always set you two up, like a daddy-daughter roleplay deal. Whadya think?"

I laughed. She had a never-ending imagination it seemed. "Well, sure, if you think you can get him to go for that shit. "

"Ohhhhhhhh... I'll give it my best try if I think he's daddy material. He looks like he'd be the right age to be your dad. "

With that the conversation ended and we walked back to the office in companionable silence. The afternoon passed quickly and soon it was quitting time. I drove home calmly, but my mind was whirling. What would tomorrow bring?

****
(Allen) 
I arrived home just after dark as a long grueling day finally ended. I pulled into the driveway and realized that Brei was not home. 'Good,' I thought to myself as I knew I didn't have to be so modest walking around the house. But I also knew that I had to be on the lookout for my daughter as she could arrive at home at any minute. 

I raced up to my room and stripped out of my work clothes. I walked naked down the hallway to the shower. I set the water and stepped in. The hot water running down my chest felt wonderful. It helped relieve all the tensions of a stressful day at work. I noticed that I was getting some stubble on my balls and around my cock so I grabbed Brei's shaving gel and razor and touched myself up. A few moments later after I rinsed I was as smooth as a baby. 

I dried off and walked down the hallway to my room totally naked. Just as I was about to plop down onto the bed to read my new book, the door bell rang. I grabbed my robe and threw it on and walked to the front door, wondering if Brei might have locked herself out. I turned the knob and pulled the door open. To my surprise I was greeted by a Federal Express driver. "Sign here please," the driver said. I signed his electronic clip board and he handed me a package. As he turned and walked back to his truck I shut the front door. 

I looked down to see what the package was and saw that it was addressed to Brei. 'Hmm... ' I thought to myself as I slowly began to walk to Brei's room to put the package on her desk. It looked like a shoe box and it even felt like a pair of shoes inside but the package was plainly wrapped. I walked into Brei's room and placed the mysterious package on her desk next to her keyboard. 

I returned to my room and turned on my computer. While it went through its diagnostic checks I decided to go to the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat. I quickly made a sandwich. I took a soda and returned to my room. I dialed up the Internet and quickly clicked on my email account. 'Bingo,' a letter from my online daughter. I read the note and when I was finished I had a very positive feeling about her. I logged off and decided to read my book. 

Sunday was only two days away and I had promised Sabrina that I would read a good chunk of the book so we could discuss it together down at the adult bookstore. I turned on the small lamp next to my bed and laid down. I propped the pillows up behind me so I could lay comfortably. 

As soon as I began to read, my cock began to grow like a tree. The things I read about were unbelievable. I never thought that the BDSM lifestyle could be so erotic, so loving. The short stories in the book were enough to make me cum so I didn't touch myself much. 

I set the book down for a few moments. Thoughts of my late wife Candice began to enter my mind. God how I missed her so much. Looking at the calendar I realized that it was almost two years now since her passing. I was so angry for the way I had to watch her die. Cancer ravaged her body quickly after she discovered she had breast cancer. When she discovered she had cancer it was already too late. It had spread to other vital organs of her body and the doctors told us up front that there was very little hope. I guess that's why I began to look into the BDSM lifestyle as it was always Candice's fantasy. To her, it was more than a fantasy... it was a lifestyle. 

She told me about all of her wild escapades in college. Even when she was in high school she said that the captain of the football team dominated her and ever since that first time she was hooked. I, however, was never pen to that fantasy or world. But now... now I wished that I had submitted to the pleasures of that lifestyle along with my wife. 

I craved to experience what my wife experienced. I only wished that I did it sooner so I could experience it with her... to dominate her!

Just then I heard the front door slam. "I'm home daddy," Brei yelled as I heard her walking up the stairs and then into her room. I returned to my reading as I heard Brei walking down the hallway to the shower. The book was driving me absolutely wild. There were some pictures in there that were unbelievably hot. I mean so hot that if I were to just touch my cock, I would cum. Looking down at my cock I saw how much pre-cum had dripped down my shaft and onto my balls. I grabbed a tissue and wiped up the goo and continued to read. 

Finally about an hour later I decided to check to see if my online daughter was logged on. I went online and waited for the screen to build. Suddenly just as my buddy list popped up I was instant messaged. My heart pounded so hard in my chest as I saw it was my chat daughter. "Daddy!" flashed across the screen. "Oh my baby, I am so glad you're on," I typed. "Oh daddy, I really miss you but I am very tired from working all day." "You should see these sexy stiletto heels I bought daddy." "MMMMM... I wish I were there to lick your toes while you wear them baby," I typed. 

"MMMMM daddy, I'm going to masturbate in them tonight while I think of you," she typed. "My cock was straining again as this girl drove me to the edge. "Daddy, I'm so wet right now." "You make me wet and the girl at the office makes me so wet too daddy." "If I could only have both of you." "Maybe one day baby," I typed. "Oh daddy I saw her getting fucked today!" "Fucked by her own daddy!!!!!" "I couldn't believe it how she was bent over her desk and her father was dominating her." "I thought about you daddy." 

"Did she cum baby, did you see her cum?" "God yes daddy, but only after her father let her cum!" "God daddy, I'm oh so close right now." "Close your eyes baby and remember the scene how it happened and pretend that it is you bent over the desk and I, your daddy, is the one dominating you!" "Pretend that I am making you wait to cum." A few moments passed and on the screen I read "OOOOHHHHHHH... GGGOOODDDDDDDDD DDDAAAADDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!" 

Just then I heard a rustling noise in Brei's room. 'God please don't come in here right now Brei,' I thought to myself. Suddenly on the screen I read, "Oh god daddy I came so hard!!!!!" "You drive me wild daddy!" "Now I have to go to sleep since I have to get up early for work." "Love you daddy," she typed. "Love you too baby!" I responded. Just like that she logged off. I shut my computer down and crawled into bed. 

Still hard as Chinese arithmetic I laid on my back. Again I began thinking about my late wife. I felt so bad for never experiencing her fantasies with her. I felt bad because she was open to my fantasies and she even role-played them with me on occasion. Suddenly my mind began to wander back to this one particular time when Brei went out on a date in high school. I was really horny on this particular night and Candice knew it. She even knew of my dark twisted fantasy. I was watching television when I heard her yell my name. I casually walked up the stairs and went into my room. To my surprise Candice wasn't there. Just then I heard what I always wanted to hear. 

"Daddy, I'm in my room." Spinning around I walked quietly to Brei's room. I knew she was out on a date but I swear I heard her voice in her room. I nudged my daughter's door open and my heart began to race. My pulse began to pound. My palms began to sweat. I was looking at Brei in her cheerleading outfit. Only it wasn't Brei... rather, it was Candice dressed up like Brei. Let me tell you, she looked identical to our daughter. She was sitting on the edge of Brei's bed with her legs crossed in Brei's cheer leading uniform. 

She was bouncing her leg up and down wearing a sexy pair of high heels. "Do you like what you see daddy?" Brei said softly in a sultry voice. 

I watched her eyes scan their way down my body to my crotch. "I think daddy likes what he sees." A wicked smile flashed across her face. I have to admit I was turned on beyond belief. I couldn't believe my wife was about to fulfill my fantasy. Slowly I walked to Brei and sat on the edge of the bed right next to her. Our shoulders touched as we looked into each other's eyes. Our gaze seemed to last forever as we slowly turned and tilted our heads towards each other. Our eyes closed just as our lips were about to touch. Just then it happened. In my mind I just placed my lips on my lovely daughter's. We shared a couple of soft kisses before Brei took the initiative and slowly opened her mouth. 

Our tongues met halfway and soon we were panting in each other's faces. I placed my hand on Brei's thigh just below the edge of her uniform. Her flesh was on fire and felt so invitingly warm. I began to trace my tongue over my daughter's lips, circling her mouth and even her teeth. Slight moans escaped both of our lips as we continued to kiss. I moved my hand from my daughter's thigh up her stomach until I cupped her breast. As my hand landed on her globe she responded by sliding her tongue farther down my throat. I gently squeezed my daughter's breast through her uniform causing another illicit moan to escape her lips. 

At the same time, Brei placed her hand on my thigh and began to rub her palm up and down my thigh. My cock was straining the zipper on my pants and was at the point of being uncomfortable. Ever so lightly, Brei ran her fingers over my cock. I quivered with excitement like I had never experienced before. Just then I took Brei by the hands and we both stood up. Again I lowered my head and kissed her lips. Our mouths opened and we again shared each other's tongues. I let my hands slide down her back and over her ass. I reached up under her skirt and felt her panty-clad ass. Sliding my hands back up I took her top at the waist and began pulling it up over her head. 

Our kiss broke long enough so I could remove her top. There was my daughter before me topless. Her nipples were taut as she stood there only in her cheerleading skirt and heels. I lowered my head and kissed her neck. I began to run my tongue up and down her neck. I slid my tongue over her ear and as soon as I slid my tongue into her ear I heard Brei moan, "Oh god daddy." 

I lightly kissed her neck as I trailed kisses softly towards her breasts. The smell of her bare flesh was intoxicating. I gently rubbed Brei's breasts over my face before I kissed them. I planted soft trailing kisses over each one, making sure to not touch her nipples just yet. I noticed Brei was now panting as I continued to kiss her breasts. Slowly I slid my lips across her left nipple. I swear I felt it stiffen even more across my face. I rubbed my lips over her bud before I took it between my lips. 

Before I tightened my lips around my daughter's nipple I gently licked just the tip of it. "OOHHHH," Brei moaned. I did the same to her other nipple generating the same response. "Daddy," I heard escape my daughter's lips. I caressed my daughter's breasts as I continued to tongue each nipple. I pressed both of Brei's breasts together and pointed both of her nipples together until they were touching each other. I lowered my lips to both of them and sucked both nipples at once. "Oh fuck yeah daddy," Brei moaned. "Oh god yes," she said a little louder. 

I let her breasts hang freely and began to trail kisses down her stomach. Sliding my tongue down to her navel I gently circled the area that was once connected to her mother. I slid my tongue into her navel causing Brei to moan again. With my tongue in my daughter's navel I reached up under her cheerleading skirt and hooked my fingers around the waistband of her panties. Pulling firmly I felt the dainty material slowly begin to slide down over her sexy ass. I pulled them further down her legs until they were visible. I saw the wet spot in the crotch and knew that I had turned my little girl on. I let her panties fall to the floor. Brei stepped out of them and kicked them to the side. 

Looking into my daughter's eyes I told her to sit on the edge of the bed. She sat down while I knelt down at the edge of the bed. I watched as her breasts jiggled as she sat down. I reached down and took her ankle and raised her foot up. I looked at her sexy foot as I slowly took off the sexy shoe. I set the shoe next to me on the floor. I lifted her foot to my face and inhaled the scent of her foot. "MMMMM, daddy likes your sexy feet baby," I said. 

I began to lightly kiss the top of Brei's foot. I slid my tongue across the top of her foot towards her ankle. I let my tongue caress her ankle causing her to close her eyes and moan. Slowly I slid my tongue down her foot to her sexy toes. Her toe nails were painted a bright shade of red and looked so sexy. I slowly dragged my tongue across the tops of her toes from her big toe to her little toe. Then I slid my tongue along the bottom side from the little toe to her big toe. Looking up I could see Brei's eyes were only open partially. The lustful look in her eyes told me she liked what I was doing. 

I opened my mouth and slowly slid my daughter's big toe into my mouth. "Oh god daddy," Brei moaned. I slowly bobbed my head up and down as I sucked on her toe. My tongue swirled around the soft skin and her toe nail causing further moans from my baby. I gently proceeded to suck on every toe on her right foot. I could tell from the panting that she was more than turned on. 

I picked up her heel and replaced it on her foot. I placed her feet on the floor with her legs parted. Looking up I could see her skirt was draped down denying me a view of her beautiful pussy. Using my tongue I slowly slid it up her left foot to her ankle. I continued to slide my tongue upwards only pausing long enough to kiss her hot flesh. I kissed her knee before I continued to trace her thigh with my tongue. About mid-thigh I could smell her. I could smell my daughter's pussy and I still couldn't even see it. 




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 2



Looking up I saw Brei panting heavily as I nudged her skirt up with my nose. Her smell grew stronger as I continued to nudge her skirt out of the way. Finally before my eyes was my daughter's pussy. I looked momentarily at the delicate folds of her cunt. Her pussy lips looked so sexy parted and glistening from her wetness. 

I returned my face between her thighs and began kissing back and forth between her left thigh and her right thigh. Brei's panting grew heavier as I drew closer to her dripping pussy. I lightly kissed her labia. The skin on both sides of her cunt were wet. I lightly kissed and blew on her lips. "Oh god daddy," Brei moaned as I slowly slid my tongue from the bottom of her cunt to her clit. "Oh daddy," Brei moaned again as I slid my tongue back down to her hole. 

Suddenly as I was sliding my tongue up and down my daughter's pussy I felt her holding my head. I felt her soft fingers gliding through my hair. I began to slowly slide my tongue into my baby girl's hole. A low guttural moan escaped Brei's lips as she held my head still in front of her. Deeper and deeper I went with my tongue tasting my daughter's juices for the very first time. Her cunt juice was now smeared all over my face as I became lost in pleasuring Brei. 

I slid my head up enough until my tongue found her swollen clit. I began to circle my tongue around her clit, occasionally flicking my tongue over it rapidly. A sharp breath being inhaled by my daughter indicated that she enjoyed what I was doing. I began to press my tongue firmly on her clit. That's what did it. "OH daddy," Brei screamed as her hips began to rock on my face. As my daughter's hips rocked, so did my face as I kept even pressure on her clit. Her nails dug into my scalp as her climax peaked. "Daddyyyyyyyyyyyy, goddddd, Jesussssssss..." Brei screamed as her cum ran across my face and down into her ass. 

Pulling my head from her pussy Brei guided my face to hers. Her lips fell upon mine and her tongue slid into my mouth. She moaned as she tasted her own juices. Using her tongue Brei began to lick my entire face. It was a strange feeling but yet it was a feeling that I never experienced before. 

Her tongue continued to lap at my face as she cleaned her cum from my skin. Next, Brei stood me up in front of her. She grabbed my pants and pulled the top button open. Her soft sexy fingers found my zipper and quickly she pulled the zipper down. Grabbing my pants she yanked them down to my ankles. Next she pulled my underwear down to my ankles as I pulled my shirt from my head. I quickly stepped out of my pants and underwear and stood naked before my lovely daughter. 

Brei reached out and took my throbbing member into her hand. Her hand didn't even cover half of my cock as she slowly began to tug on my manhood. Brei sat there on the edge of the bed looking up into my eyes. Ever so slowly with her eyes still glued to mine she began to lower her head towards my twitching cock. I felt her lips as I watched her kiss the tip of my cock. As she pulled her lips slightly away from my manhood I saw the bridge of pre-cum that clung to both my cock and her lower lip. 

Looking into my eyes Brei ran her tongue along the underside of my cock from the top of her hand to my slit. "Ohhhh," I moaned. Ever so slowly my daughter began to lick up one side of my cock and down the other side. God I was in heaven as I stood before my baby girl while she pleasured me. I watched as her mouth opened and saw how her lips stretched in order to take me into her mouth. Brei began to bob her head up and down. God I was so turned on I knew I wasn't going to last long. After a few moments of sucking Brei placed only the head of my cock in her mouth. Looking up into my eyes she sucked hard on my head while she began to pump my shaft with her hand. 

The lustful look, the softness of her mouth on my cock, and the thought of my daughter sucking my cock were too much. Just then I lost it. Looking down into my daughter's eyes I managed to moan "Oh baby, daddy is gonna cum." Brei's hand pumped even faster and she sucked a little harder as I felt my toes begin to curl. "Oh god baby," I screamed as every nerve in my body was on fire. "UUUUGGGHHHHHH..." I moaned as I felt the first spasm propel cum up my shaft. 

Wave after wave of pleasure raced through me as I felt my cum shooting out of my cock and into my daughter's mouth. "Oh god babyyyyy!" I moaned as my orgasm began to subside. 

Looking down I saw no signs of my cum running down her chin so I knew she was able to swallow all of my load. My cock began to soften but Brei continued to suck on my cock. Before I deflated even halfway, Brei had my cock growing in her mouth again. I couldn't believe I was hard again so fast. 

Brei released her mouth from my cock and I bent down and picked her legs up by her ankles. I raised her ankles up and set them up on my shoulders. I pulled her to the edge of the bed and lined my cock up to her gaping hole. Looking into Brei's eyes I said, "Tell me what you want baby?" 

Looking at me with lust filled eyes her response was, "Fuck me, fuck me daddy." Slowly I pressed my cock against her pussy lips. My cock twitched uncontrollably as it was about to enter a pussy that it had no business entering. I felt her soft folds giving way as my cock began to part her lips. Brei laid flat on her back with her eyes closed. Her breasts hung slightly to her sides as her nipples were still rock hard. Slowly I pushed farther and farther until my cock was buried completely in my daughter's twat. 

"Oh god daddy," Brei moaned as she gently began to rock her hips at my cock. I turned my head and kissed her ankle and ran my tongue across the top of her foot. Slowly I began to thrust my cock in and out of Brei's pussy. As my pace quickened so did her breathing. "Fuck me daddy," Brei moaned over and over. I needed no encouragement as I began to pound her pussy with reckless abandon. 

As I fucked her harder I could feel my balls slapping against her ass with each inward thrust. "Oh daddy," Brei moaned. "Oh god daddy, make me cum, make your little baby girl cum!" 

I began to pound her even harder as she began to scream. "Oh god daddy yesssssssssssssss." Just then Brei began to cum. Her body began to shake uncontrollably. She reached up and began to pinch her nipples and caress her breasts. She shook so hard I though she was having a convulsion. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssssss daddyyyyyyyyyyyy!" Brei screamed as she shot off into a second orgasm. I continued to pound her pussy until she came down to earth. 

I pulled my cock out of her dripping cunt and lowered her legs. "Baby, get on your hands and knees for daddy," I said. Brei listened and rolled over, getting up on all fours. She positioned herself so her knees were on the edge of the bed with her feet and shins hanging off the edge. I moved into position behind my daughter and pressed the head of my cock up against her pussy. I reached down and held her hips as I slowly pushed my cock into her waiting cunt. I held her hips as I began to thrust my cock in and out of her pussy. Within moments, my daughter was meeting my thrusts with her own thrusts. She began screaming as we continued to fuck each other. 

I reached under her and began to rub her clit with my fingers. "Oh god daddyyyyyy, I'm cuuuummmiinnnnnnnggggg!" I took my other hand and firmly slapped her ass. Cries of pleasure escaped her lips as she convulsed into a major orgasm. 

Just then I felt my own orgasm begin to build. "Daddy, cum in me," Brei begged. That was all the encouragement I needed to hear as my nerves pulsated with pleasure. "UUUGGGHHHH' UUUGGGHHH' UUUUGGGHHH..." I grunted as I shot spurt after spurt of cum deep into my daughter's cunt. 

We both collapsed together on Brei's bed for a few moments to regain our composure. We looked at the clock and noticed that two hours had passed and realized that Brei would be home soon. We picked up our belongings and hung up Brei's cheerleading uniform and then straightened her bed. We went and showered together and went to sleep. 

As I laid there in bed, tears trickled down my cheeks as I realized that I came on myself from remembering that fantasy. I missed Candice so badly but I knew I had to push on. I rolled over and went to sleep. 

The following morning was Saturday and when I got up I noticed that Brei had left for work. I found her note saying she would be home tonight. I thought it was odd to for her to work on a Saturday but I figured if she had a job she liked then it was her prerogative. I cleaned up the house and went about my business. All day I kept checking for my chat daughter's email but none ever came. 

The day passed and it was getting late and still no Brei. I figured she went out after work with some coworkers or something. I went to bed and drifted off to sleep. Around four a. m. I woke up and heard Brei walking up the stairs. She closed her door and she went to sleep. 

The following morning was Sunday. Brei never got out of bed until almost three p. m. She walked down to the kitchen wearing her short robe and sat down. I poured her a cup of coffee as she sat there at the table with her legs crossed and her bare foot bouncing up and down. "Rough night baby?" I asked. 

Looking up to me Brei said, "Daddy, I really like my new job." 

I didn't know how to read that one. "That's the most important part baby," I said. 

I watched a smile grow across my daughter's face. "The people are so nice there," she said. 

Picking up her cup of coffee, Brei stood up and walked to the living room to watch television. Sitting next to her on the couch, her robe up top opened partially and her naked breast was completely visible to me. My heart began to pound as she sat there watching television totally unaware of the show she was giving me. Again she crossed her legs only this time she exposed flesh clear up to the tops of her thighs. 

We watched television for the longest time and discussed her job. Every time Brei talked about her job a glow seemed to come over her face. 

Looking at the clock I realized that I had to get to the porn store to talk to Sabrina. I went to my room and grabbed my book and went out the back door. I drove a couple miles to the porn store and pulled into the parking lot. I was pleasantly surprised to see no other cars there as I wanted to talk to this lovely vixen. 

I walked into the store and Sabrina saw me and walked towards me. What a stunning sight. She was wearing this black sun dress that came down just far enough to cover her sexy ass. The sides were completely open as only a string weaved back and forth holding the front and the back together. From the sides you could see the curves of her breasts and her nipples were evident through the thin material. Her legs were encased in black thigh high stockings and her feet were perched in a pair of seven inch platform heels. 

We walked to the dildo section so she could straighten out the toys. "So tell me what you have learned so far, Allen," Sabrina said. I began to tell her everything I had read so far. 

"That turned you on?" she asked. 

"God yes!" I replied. 

"Go on," she urged. 

We continued to discuss the book and my fantasies. I noticed that Sabrina seemed to be getting really turned on as her nipples were protruding even farther. The lustful look in her eyes seemed to signal that she was into the same stuff as me. 

Sabrina walked back behind the counter by the cash register and leaned over. It was then that I was able to see down her top. Her breasts hung down magnificently. "Like what you see?" Sabrina said. 

I couldn't believe she busted me looking down her top. Bending down even farther Sabrina whispered, "Come back Tuesday night and we will finish discussing the book." 

With that Sabrina kissed me ever so softly on my forehead. My cock was straining in my pants. I couldn't wait to get home. As I waved to Sabrina I walked out of the store and went to my car. As I drove home I had to relieve myself. There was something about that girl that drove me nuts. I pulled my cock out while I was on the road and furiously began to jack myself off. Images of Sabrina raced in front of my eyes and in no time I shot a wad of cum up onto the dashboard. I pulled into my driveway and pulled my pants back up and went inside. 

****
(Brei)
My alarm went off at an earlier hour than I was used to for a Saturday morning, but when I remembered I had to work, I pulled myself out of bed and jumped in the shower. Dad would likely sleep in as usual, so I didn't hurry through my morning routine. 

I decided to wear a short red and black plaid wool skirt, about mid-thigh length. On top I wore a black wool sweater. I dispensed with a bra since the material was thick enough to hide my protruding nipples. I rolled sheer black thigh-high stockings up my legs, and pulled on a pair of high-heeled black boots. 

'There!' I thought as I looked at my reflection. 'Sexy, but not as professional as my weekly dress. '

I pulled into the office parking lot at the same time as Sabrina. She was dressed in a black mini-dress, with heels to match. I found myself wondering whether she was wearing underwear under the dress. I hoped she wasn't. 

"Hey, Sabrina!" I greeted her with a quick kiss on the cheek. She responded with a warm hug and asked if I was ready for a busy day. 

"Oh yeah," I replied. Then I remembered. "Hey, you remember those shoes I ordered off the website?"

"Yeah, the sexy stiletto ones?"

"They came by FedEx yesterday!! Dad must've put them in my room cuz they were on my desk when I got home. I wonder what he thought. "

"He probably got all hard!"

"Sabrina! That's crude," I said as I laughed. "You know what else I did though? I wore 'em while I cybered with my chat-daddy last night!"

"Oooooooooh... nice. Girlfriend, someday... someday you're gonna seduce your father. I can just feel it. You want him too much to leave it alone!"

We reached the door and found it unlocked. Sabrina mused, "Oh, Matt must already be here. "

She was correct in her assumption as we walked through the lobby and saw Matthew piling papers on our desks. 'Geez,' I thought. We'd be busy all day long at this rate. 

"Good morning, ladies," Matthew said with his usual flourish. "I know it looks like a lot, but you'll be duly rewarded. "

He grinned and left us to our business. "What reward?" I asked. 

Sabrina laughed and shook her head. "He's probably just trying to make us feel better about working on a weekend." There was a wistful look in her eyes though, and I wasn't sure what to think. 

The morning flew by. We ordered lunch in from the Chinese place across the street. Then more paperwork made the afternoon fly by. We talked as we worked, though, so it didn't become too monotonous. 

I asked, "Sabrina, does your mom know about you and... and your father?"

"No," was her short reply. "Mom left us when I was seven. Ran off with some guy from her office. They moved out of state and she gave Dad the house and everything. Even the car. So he came out okay, but he never dated much. He and I were always really close, and I always noticed him looking at me... you know... in a sexual sort of way. And then I heard him jacking off once, on a weekend when I was home from college... and as he came he said my name. I couldn't believe it, but decided then and there that I was going to challenge myself to seduce him. I did, and I'm so glad. I know it's wrong, but I'm such a highly sexual person... I dunno," she shook her head slightly. "So what's your story, Brei? What about your mom? And sisters or brothers?"

"Well, I'm an only child, and my mom died..." I glanced at the calendar on my desk, "shit, nearly two years ago already. It was really really hard at first. I didn't know how'd I'd go on living because my whole world turned upside down. But I was always closer to my dad anyway, so I managed. I haven't really thought about her as much I as should lately. I guess I'm too busy with my own new fantasies or something. "

"So how did your dad recover from the loss?"

"Well, he knew it was coming cuz she had breast cancer. That's how she died. And he went to therapy for over a year. After he finished that, he seemed a lot better. But I think he still thinks about her now and then. He never ever dates, and sometimes I think maybe he's trying to find her in me since we used to look a lot alike. I mean, the way he looks at me. I've noticed that it's not exactly the way a father should be looking at his daughter. "

"That turn you on?"

I blushed. "Yeah. Yeah, it does. At first it was just so weird, but now... I mean, I even think of him when I masturbate." It was my turn to shake my head at my own kink. 

The talk turned to more recent sexual encounters for the both of us, and I told her that I was longing to try bondage and some discipline. And I wanted to be controlled. She took this in and nodded her head. 

Then she stood up and stretched, saying that she'd take her pile of paperwork in to Matthew. She was gone for what seemed like ages, and I began to wonder what was keeping her. Then Matthew walked in and stood by my desk. 

I looked up with a smile, "Did ya get Brei's paperwork?"

My smile died at his glinting gaze. "Yes," he replied shortly. "And I see you've finished yours. Just in time, too. Put it on my desk and follow me. "

'Oh god, have I done something wrong?' I wondered. He seemed awfully tense and even angry. I was a little nervous. 

I placed the paperwork on his desk and turned back to the door. He was blocking my way, though, so I hesitated. Then he took a step forward. 

"Brei. "

"Y-yeah?" I took a step back, then another, until I felt his desk behind my legs. I could go no further. I didn't know what he was up to, but it was making me very afraid... and VERY turned on. 

"You're looking... very nice today, Brei. "

"Thank you. "

"You will call me 'Sir'. "

I made a face at this comment. "Why?" I asked. 

"Because I said so. "

Matthew was now directly in front of me. He wasn't physically touching me, but I could feel his body heat and my face flushed. 

"Yes, Sir," I whispered softly. 

"Good girl. "

I saw his glance lower to my lips. 'Oh god, is he gonna kiss me?' I thought. I actually hoped so. He was so damn fine-looking and had such an attitude. I couldn't help but want him. 

"You want me, don't you... Brei... ?" as if he'd read my thoughts. 

"Uh, yes," I croaked out. 

"Yes, SIR!" he spat. 

"Y-yes, Sir." I nearly jumped out of my skin. He was in my face and I had nowhere to go. Then I remembered. "Hey, where's Sabrina?"

"You want to see Sabrina?" He laughed cruelly. "Follow me!"

I could leave. I could run out and never come back. But I didn't. I chose to follow him upstairs... into the library. I was getting more and more nervous by the minute as we walked to the heavy door at the far end. Matthew turned to me, "Do you remember when you asked about this door and I told you that we don't use it?"

"Yeah... "

"Well, we don't use it for business. But... we do use it. "

He opened the locks that held it closed and the heavy steel door swung open soundlessly. Matthew gave me a push and I stumbled into a dimly lit room. There were a couple chairs, and that was it. Candles lined every inch of the wall on a shelf about eye-level. There were no windows, and in the far corner was another door. But then, oh but then. I heard a whimper. 

I turned and looked to my right as Matthew bolted the door closed behind us. "Sabrina!" I gasped. 

My jaw dropped at what I saw. She was handcuffed to a chain that dangled from the ceiling. Both arms were lifted slightly over her head... and she was completely naked! I took in her body, from her head to her toes. Damn! This girl was fine!




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 3



I watched the movie and couldn't believe what I was watching. I was watching a master punish his slave. He was using a double sided paddle on her sexy ass. Each time the master would slap her ass she would whimper. Then the master would turn the paddle over and rub her red ass with the soft velvet side. Over and over he would swat her ass. I couldn't help it and reached down and grabbed my cock. Just then Sabrina walked into the booth and caught me red-handed. "I told you not to touch yourself Allen and you failed your master a second time. You will be punished for your actions and held accountable." 

With that Sabrina took my right arm and raised it up to the wall that my back was against. I felt something cold wrap around my wrist. I looked up and saw that there were cuffs built into the wall. Before I could do or say anything she had my other hand cuffed to the wall as well.

Again Sabrina walked out of the booth. I couldn't believe how this was turning me on. I continued to watch the movie as I heard Sabrina helping a customer. The next scene in the movie involved an initiation of a very lovely lady. I watched intently as the head master pulled a black head covering over her head. He explained the rules to everyone. There were twenty men and she was to suck each guy for two minutes. The masters were to score her ability on a scale of one to ten. The master's slaves were to keep score. Ten points were awarded if she was able to make the master cum. Zero points were awarded if the master came and she didn't swallow it all. When the time was up however many points she scored under two hundred would result in that number of strikes from the whip.

As I sat there watching the movie she began to suck one master after another. The first three masters gave her an eight each. Finally on the fourth and fifth master she made them both cum. I watched intently to see if any cum dripped from her mouth. As I watched I felt my own pre-cum running down my cock. The masters went one after another. Finally after nineteen masters were finished the head master placed his massive cock into her mouth. Just as his two minutes were up, he came in her mouth. His cock was so huge that it caused his cum to dribble out of her mouth and off of her chin. That gave her a zero. Soon the scores were tallied and out of a possible two hundred, the initiated slave scored one hundred and sixty.

I just wanted to cum so bad as I watched this beauty getting initiated. I wondered if Candice ever went through an initiation like this. I watched the movie and the masters took the new slave to a device that looked like a weightlifting machine. The new slave was forced to lay face down with only a small cushioned seat under her abdomen. The other slaves extended her arms and cuffed them straight out and tightened the bindings to pull her arms outward. The same happened to her feet and cuffs were placed around her ankles. Her legs were pulled apart and the shackles were tightened. The only thing that supported this new slave was the cushioned seat under her abdomen. Next I watched as a slave clamped a pair of weighted nipple clamps on to the new slave's nipples. A slight scream escaped her lips as the weights hung freely. Her pussy was also open and exposed and very vulnerable. Her juices were dripping off of her labia as she laid there.

Sabrina stepped back into the booth and watched the movie with me. "Do you understand why she is being disciplined Allen?" Sabrina asked. 

"Yes I do," I replied. "She failed to do as instructed, Sabrina," I said. 

Looking up at Sabrina I saw the smile on her face. "You are learning to become a master," Sabrina said as we both focused on the movie.

The head master took his position next to the new slave about to be initiated. The other nineteen masters and slaves stood in a circle around her to watch. Just then the head master said, "Are you ready to accept your punishment for failing your masters?" 

The new slave that was secured tightly yelled, "Yes, please punish me for failing you." 

With that the head master snapped the whip causing a loud slap on her naked ass. A scream emanated from the slave's mouth as the master continued to slap her ass in rapid succession. When the head master got to twenty lashings he paused for a moment.

"You will serve your master better next time won't you," the head master said.

"Yes!!" screamed the slave. Her ass was already a bright shade of red and she had twenty more lashings to receive for her lack of serving her masters. The lashings continued and so did the screams from the new slave. With about five lashings remaining the slave began to scream, "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, somebody please fuck me..." After the last lashing the head master moved into position between her spread legs.

"Look at how wet this slave's pussy is everyone. Her pussy juice is dripping onto the floor." The head master moved closer between the new slave's legs and took his massive cock into his hand. He stroked it a couple of times and then lifted his massive member up to her gaping cunt. Sabrina and I watched as the head of his cock parted her cunt lips. Screams of pleasure came from the new slave as the head master slowly inserted his member all the way into her twat. Slowly the head master began to fuck the new slave. 

"Oh god, oh god, oh god...YES!!" screamed the new slave. 

Just then the head master stopped and told the new slave, "You are not permitted to cum yet, not until I tell you that you can cum, do you understand me?" 

The new slave nodded her head and whimpered, "Yes." 

The head master resumed fucking the new slave.

By the look on the slave's face we could tell that she was really fighting to not cum. The look on her face was that of a painful look. "That discipline of not cumming till she is told to cum will make her orgasm stronger then any orgasm she ever had," Sabrina said. The grimacing look on her face showed that she was learning to follow her master's orders. After a few minutes of fucking the head master was now on the verge of cumming. "Go ahead baby, I now give you permission to cum," the head master said.

"Oh god, oh god, OH FUCKING GODDDDDDDDDDDD..." the new slave screamed as she came violently. Her hips were involuntarily humping up at the head master's cock as he continued to thrust in and out of her dripping cunt.

"UUUGGGHHHH....." the head master moaned as he began to pump his cum into the new slave's cunt. His cum began to squirt out of her pussy and land on the floor below. After one final scream from the new slave she went limp. Her head hung down and her fingers and toes were motionless. She passed out.

Just then Sabrina turned off the movie. Looking at me sitting there with my cock towering skyward she asked, "Are you ready to join the lifestyle?" 

"Yes," I said. 

Sabrina placed her hands on my knees and pushed my legs apart. As her eyes made contact with mine she slowly sank down to her knees in front of me. Still looking up into my eyes, Sabrina ever so slowly lowered her face to my cock. Just then her lips touched the tip of my cock. Using her tongue only she began to lick my cock up and down without taking her eyes off of mine. She would rapidly flick her tongue under my head causing shivers to race through my body. Just then she opened her mouth and slowly went down on my cock. Her eyes were still locked on mine as I felt the head of my cock pressing against the back of her throat. Slowly she began to slide her mouth up and down my cock and I wasn't sure how much longer I would last.

Just as I was nearing my orgasm Sabrina stood up. She turned around and reached under her short skirt and pulled her thong down. She let the dainty material slide down her stocking clad legs and fall to her feet. She stepped out of the material and then walked back between my legs. Keeping turned away from me Sabrina straddled my legs lowering her ass towards my cock. I wanted to touch her hot ass so bad but the cuffs prevented me from doing so. Just then Sabrina lowered her dripping wet cunt onto my cock. I felt her heat inside as she slowly lowered her pussy farther and farther until she was all the way down.

Slowly Sabrina began to ride up and down on my cock. It was different to be fucking in this position but yet it was totally erotic. It didn't take long before I said, "I'm gonna cum soon." 

Suddenly Sabrina stopped. She said, "I didn't tell you that it was OK for you to cum yet. Do you understand me?" 

I couldn't believe how this was arousing me. Slowly Sabrina began to fuck me as she rode up and down on my cock. I was so fucking close. I began to think of weird shit like cutting the grass or shoveling snow to delay my approaching orgasm. Sabrina began to pant heavily. "Oh god yes, yes, FUCKING YES!!!" she screamed. 

"You can cum now," Sabrina said. Those words were music to my ears as I could hold out no longer. I thrusted my hips with every wave of pleasure that raced through my cock. I felt my cum running back out of her cunt and onto my balls. Sabrina continued to cum as she rode my cock harder. "Oh god yesssss........." she screamed as she came yet a second time.

After a few minutes Sabrina stood up and adjusted her hair. She uncuffed me and told me to dress. Once we were both presentable we walked out into the store. Luckily there was nobody there. She walked behind the counter and I followed her. She reached into her small purse and pulled out a small business card and handed it to me. Here, take this and if you're serious about joining this lifestyle then show up Friday night at ten. I took the card and slipped it into my pocket to read later. 

"The boss will be here soon, so you better go," Sabrina said. She winked at me as I turned to leave. I walked out the door and got into my car and drove home.

(Brei)

I was only up and around for several hours Sunday before going back to bed at an early hour. Saturday night's events had tired me...more emotionally than anything. I couldn't believe how mind-blowing it was to be totally at someone else's mercy, especially since I was also quite afraid of that someone. I was pretty sure that Matthew wasn't going to kill me or anything, but his twisted mind seemed to have no limits. I had no idea what to expect from him, and that's what kept me on edge.

But that very edge kept me wetter than ever, too. I couldn't believe how the control, the pain, how the domination, my submission to him and his experience and endless imagination had made me cum. I wanted more. That much I was sure of.

I drifted off to sleep after bringing myself to a gentle cum by flicking my clit with my fingers. Images of my father once again drifted through my mind, but this time I was helpless beneath yards of rope and he held a whip. My exhausted mind didn't think much further, but I wondered what sort of a Dom he would make. As my breathing returned to normal, I giggled slightly. The way my imagination ran away with me was just too much.

Monday morning came too early it seemed, but I was actually eager to see Matthew and Sabrina at work. I went through my usual morning routine and before I knew it, I was unlocking the office door and stepping inside. The very smell of the place brought back all the memories from Saturday and I felt my pussy start to throb.

The phone rang the minute I reached my desk. It was Sabrina. "Hey you! Good timing...I just got in."

She laughed, "Welll...you sound chipper this morning."

"Oh yeah. I had a really great time Saturday night. And listen. I do want more. That's what I've decided."

"Good! I'm so glad to hear that, Brei. Listen, I won't be in today. Do you think you can handle things at the office alone? I've got a function to plan, a special meeting, sort of something for this other job I've got. Matt already knows and Dad won't care, so if you'd just hold down the fort I'd really appreciate it."

"Oh sure. Have fun and I'll see you tomorrow." I was pretty disappointed that I wouldn't get to see that hottie today, but I kept my voice cheerful. I was curious what kind of a function she was planning, but she hadn't given any details and I wasn't one to pry.

Matthew chose that moment to come breezing in through the entryway. "'Morning, Brei. I see you're looking....so fine...as usual," he said with his usual odd charm. He stopped at my desk to check for messages and withdrew a small box from his briefcase. "I'll be putting finishing touches on my case for tomorrow and will be in my office," he leaned closer. "You were a fine fuck, Brei. Thanks for the pleasure. Open this box and I trust you'll know what it's for."

With a flourish, he grabbed some paperwork and sauntered off. I was really puzzled now. Today he seemed so nice...so...companionable. He was really weird. I shook my head.

I shook the box slightly but couldn't really hear anything. I was about three inches square and resembled a large jewelry box. 'Surely I wasn't THAT good,' I thought.

I turned on my computer and while it booted up, I opened the lid on the box. Inside was a small gift card. On it, in Matthew's writing, I read, "Brei-I trust you know just where to put this. You have five minutes. If you don't have a clue, you may ask the boss, you worthless CUNT."

Wow. My jaw dropped. So much for the niceties. I set the card on my desk and opened the inner lid. There, on a bed of velvet, was a golden egg. It was oblong shaped and shiny, with a short plastic string at one end. From my website browsing, I knew just what it was, although the ones I'd seen had always had a cord attached to a control pack. On a hunch, I decided to dial up the net and see for sure. 

I was wearing a dress today, a simple long-sleeved beige knit. It wasn't too revealing, but really clung to my curves. A white lace bra and matching thong set off the white-topped beige lace stockings. A simple pair of white strappy heels completed the outfit. I scooted way under my desk and lifted the bottom of my dress while waiting for the internet to connect. Slipping my thong to the side, I gently inserted the egg into my cunt, reaching inside with my finger to push it securely in place. I wasn't quite sure what would happen now, but knew that the consequences would be quite strict indeed if I didn't follow Matthew's directions. Besides, it would make the day fly by more quickly, since I was bound to become bored without Sabrina's cheerful demeanor present.

The internet connected and I adjusted my thong and smoothed my dress down as if everything were normal. I typed in the web address to the same online sex store that Sabrina and I had looked at. I browsed through the hundreds of dildos, vibrators, strap-ons (I thought of Sabrina), bondage equipment and other toys until I found the eggs. There were several kinds, and I glanced quickly. Bingo! I found the exact one. It was indeed a vibrating egg, but was operated only from remote control.

'Oh god,' I thought, as this information sank in. Matthew must have the remote. Oh dear, I was at his mercy. I steeled myself for what I was sure to happen, but all was quiet. 'What a tease!'

I decided to check my email while I waited and wrote my online daddy a note. After hitting the send button I knew I'd better get some work done. There were only mundane tasks this morning, some copies to make, some filing. I passed the time by remembering how good it had felt when Matthew had fucked my ass. And I could almost taste Sabrina's lips on mine even now. I felt my pussy begin to wetten with the thought. A couple hours passed and soon I nearly forgot that the egg was securely tucked deep inside my twat. I ordered in from the deli and finished my sandwich uninterrupted. I could hear Matthew rustling paperwork in his office and from time to time muttering to himself. After my lunch break, I finished sorting the mail, then looked around for another task. 'Boy,' I thought, 'it sure does make a difference when Sabrina is here to joke around with.'

The plants needed watering and it took me quite awhile to make the rounds. I passed by the huge plate glass windows that faced to the south, and glanced outside and across the parking lot. The wind was blowing in the trees and the sun was shining brightly, but there was beginning to be a chill in the air that signaled autumn. Then I noticed something even more peculiar. Sabrina's car. At least it looked like hers. It was parked next to the brick building directly beside this very office. I couldn't tell what the building was, the only possible clue being a small bell at the top of the roof. 'Why in the world would she be there?' I wondered. Then I shook my head and realized that it probably wasn't her car after all. Surely there were many more models just like hers in this town.

The door opened and I turned to greet the customer. My eyes widened slightly as I took in the stout looking woman in nun's clothing. "Yes, may I help you?" I greeted her.

"Yes, dear. I'd like to speak with Matthew Trenton please. I know I don't have an appointment, but it's rather urgent."

"Well, he's working on a case right now, but let me see if he can see you." I dialed Matthew's extension and his voice was short over the phone. He told me to tell the client that he'd be right out.

I relayed the message and she held out her hand, "Oh, thank you. You're a dear. I don't believe we've met though. I'm Sister Anne."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Sister. I'm Brei. I started working here not too long ago. I'm really enjoying it though," I flushed slightly. What would this holy nun think if she knew what I'd been up to already?

She noticed my reddened cheeks and raised her eyebrows. She didn't form any words but her questioning gaze let me know that she was more than curious.

"Y-you may have a seat in the waiting room, Sister. He'll be right out."

"Thank you." She turned and carefully sat a few feet away from my desk.

I returned to my chair. And then it happened. A sudden urgent, sharp vibration deep inside me!!!! It rocked my cunt, made my pussy clench. I sat bolt upright in my chair and my hands came smack down on my desk. "JESUS CHRIST!"

Sister Anne's head whipped around at the profanity and I turned beet red. My cunt was clenching around the egg. I couldn't help it. God, I'd never felt anything so wonderful in all my life. And here I was, making a fool of myself in front of a Christian woman of all things, simply because I couldn't keep a straight face.

The nun sniffed slightly and I managed to gasp, "Oh, Sister, I'm so sorry. I mean...I..."

I was interrupted by Matthew. He walked slowly by my desk with his hand in his pocket and, though I didn't think it was possible, the buzzing deep inside my vagina intensified another notch. I bit my lip. HARD. I gave Matthew as searing a glance as I could muster. He leaned over my desk. "Brei, are you okay? You're knuckles...why, they're white."

I managed, "Um, yeah, I'm fine."

He proceeded to the nun's side. "Ah, Sister Anne. How nice to see you. Do come to my office."

The nun gave me one more harsh look before following Matthew to his office. The toy was still vibrating, doing its own little insane dance and making my insides turn to mush. Matthew's door closed and I released my breath. I was panting now, and fidgeting in my chair. Fuck, I was dripping wet. The motions inside my pussy were pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I reached under the bottom of my dress and I massaged my clit violently. It was huge, swollen. God, I was so turned on. The buzzing wouldn't stop and I needed to cum in a bad way. Oh, I was close. I rubbed harder. Closer. Harder. Oh god, I was nearly there. I could feel myself just beginning to peak. And then. Oh god, and then I remembered.

I immediately stopped touching my clit and tried to calm down. Tried to control my breathing. But the vibrations were making my cunt clench all on its own and I didn't know how much longer I could hold off. I dialed Matthew's office with trembling fingers. He snapped up the phone on the first ring.




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 3



"I..um....oh god, I need to know if I can please cum, Sir."

He hesitated. Oh god, I shut my eyes and prayed he would let me. I was on the very edge.

He sounded slightly annoyed. "Brei, tell me in detail what exact information you need from me. You know I'm in a meeting."

"Oh god. Well, that thing. That thing....is making me all wet, oh god, I need to cum so bad. I need to cum and I don't think I can hold it much longer. Oh god, please, Sir. Please may I cum? Please?"

I was begging now but was past the point of no return and didn't care. My toes were curled, I had the phone in a death grip. My entire body was tense from the effort of holding off my orgasm.

"Well, Brei, DON'T hang up. I'll need all the information from you. You need to tell me everything. Do you understand? And the answer to the issue at hand is yes."

"Oh god, that's a yes?"

"Yes. Now."

"Oh god, Sir. Thank you. Oh god, oh god, oh god...ohhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhh...fuck, I'm cumming. Oh jesus. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkk.........ah...ah...ah...ah........oh god...shit, I can't stop......" The words kept pouring forth and my whole body jerked. I held onto the desk with one hand to keep from falling off my chair and I threw my head back as I moaned into the phone. God, it was so intensely powerful. The minute he told me to, I let myself go.

It seemed like I came forever and my pants slowly returned to normal. "Oh god, thank you, Sir."

"You're most welcome. Thanks for that information. I take it that's all you need at the moment, Brei."

"Oh, yes."

With that, his line went dead and the whirring in my pussy stopped. Holy shit. I just sat at my desk and stared straight ahead. I pried my fingers off my desk and swallowed hard. That was so fucking intense. I thanked my lucky stars that, even though the other attorneys weren't in the office much, none of them had chosen that moment to walk in. Matthew hadn't told me to take out the egg, so I knew I'd better leave it in. 'At least I'm no longer so pent up,' I thought wryly. Wow, what a trip.

Matthew's door opened and the nun brushed past me as Matthew showed her to the door. He turned, "Nice work, slut. VERY NICE!"

I thanked him and surreptitiously glanced at his crotch. To my dismay, there was no bulge to be seen. But he caught my stare.

"Oh, that's been taken care of, you little cunt...."

He left the sentence hanging and I puzzled over his meaning. Then he switched gears, saying softly, "I'm leaving for the day. You, my dear, can take IT out, clean it off in your mouth, put it back in the box and leave it on my desk. Understood?"

I nodded, "Yes. I mean, yes, Sir."

"Good!"

I heard him gather up his paperwork and he was gone. Again I scooted under my desk just in case someone should happen in the front door. I grasped the plastic string and pulled. The egg emerged from my tight hole with a soft pop. I lifted it to my lips and licked. Nice. It tasted a little sweet, musky, and very very sexual. I sucked the whole toy into my mouth and licked it clean. I cleaned the string with my tongue and wiped the egg dry on my dress. I placed it in its bed of velvet and returned the box to Matthew's desk as instructed. My thong was soaking and I considered taking it off and slipping it into my purse, but I'd be going home shortly and didn't bother. I closed down my computer, locked the door, and went on my way. I glanced over at the building next door. The car that I had thought was Sabrina's was no longer there and I supposed I'd never know for sure. But I made a mental note to find out just what that building was.

Dad was home when I got there, and he was making supper. I wanted to change out of my work clothes first and he said that was fine. I stripped naked in the bathroom, noticing that my underwear was still sopping wet as I sent it on its way down the laundry chute.

I slept well that night and on Tuesday Sabrina was back at work. She really didn't say much about where she had been the day before, and I didn't ask if her car was indeed the one I'd seen parked next door. I didn't want to be nosy.

The morning was busy and we at lunch at a pizza place uptown. We flirted with the waiter and Sabrina even went so far as to hike her skirt up so high that her pussy lips were just barely covered. But we left the guy with a hard-on that looked like it HAD to hurt. During the drive back to the office, I told Sabrina a few more of the fantasies I'd been tossing around in my mind. One of them was a rape scene...safely planned out, of course. And I really wanted to service several men at once. I confided that Saturday night had opened the door of my wildest imaginings, that a side I didn't even know I had in me was now coming to light.

Sabrina just nodded and said she understood completely. We arrived back at the office in companionable silence. Neither of us had made a move to re-experience the previous coupling, but there was something in the air that assured me it would happen again soon enough. The afternoon flew by and I found the time to write my chat-daddy a short email telling him that I'd been so busy but hadn't forgotten about meeting, and that I still hoped he wanted to meet me too someday. 

Late in the day Matthew returned from court only to say he'd been called out for an appointment. I nodded, enjoying the business-like contrast in his behavior from the sexual master he was inside.

Sabrina called out that she was ready to head for home if I was, and I replied that those were welcome words. It seemed like it had been a dreadfully long day. It was my turn to rotate the plants in front of the window to ensure proper sunlight, so I quickly gave them a few turns before heading out the door. As the last plant was put in its place I glanced out the window and saw Matthew walking purposefully across the parking lot.

I was puzzled. I thought he'd had an appointment. Then I saw his destination. The building next door! He slipped in the door and I stared hard but couldn't make out what was inside. Now I was even more curious than ever.

"Hey Sabrina...wait up," I hollered. She held the door open for me and I managed to nonchalantly ask, "Hey, what's that building next door anyway?"

"Oh...it used to be an old schoolhouse. Now it's a worship sanctuary."

I was perplexed. "Oh...cuz...I just saw Matth-..."

Sabrina interrupted me, "Oh, that Matt. Feeling guilty for his many transgressions again I suppose. Anyway, have a good night Brei!!"

She seemed forcefully cheerful, but I shrugged and climbed into my car. Things were definitely weird, but I certainly wasn't going to complain. My life was never so exciting!

Dad wasn't home yet so I made myself some soup and a sandwich. After I finished eating, I wanted to change my clothes and wandered slowly down the hall to my room. But I stopped outside Dad's door. Something was twisting inside my stomach, making me breathe a little faster. His door was already halfway open so I justified my next move by thinking that if he really wanted his privacy, he'd have shut it all the way.

I pushed the door open even further...and walked inside. Ever since I'd admitted to Sabrina...and then to Matthew, my lust for my father, I'd felt it grow even stronger inside me. I tried to reason with my own mind, telling myself that it was too wrong. But my body betrayed me. And even now...my heart was beating wildly and my pussy was aching. My juices were running and coating my cunt lips, making them so slippery.

I saw his bed, unmade, and his desk, which was a mess. His computer screen was dark and I took in the rest of his room, his closet, the paintings on his walls. And his bookcase. I hadn't realized he had so many books and I noticed works by quite a few classic authors.

The I noticed a book lying on his bed stand. "The Club." 'Hmmmmmm...' I thought. I picked it up and began to flip through it.

"Holy shit..." I muttered. The beautifully torturous things that were being described...wow. Bondage, discipline, domination, control, pain...everything I craved. "What's Dad doing reading this?" I wondered aloud.

It was almost too much for me to grasp. I set the book back on the stand and vowed I'd sneak in to read it whenever Dad wasn't at home. I perused the rest of the wall and came upon a few photo albums. Several of them I recognized as being from my childhood. I pulled the thickest one off the shelf and opened it.

My jaw dropped. My eyes got so wide I thought they'd burst.

"Mom?!?" I whispered incredulously. This wasn't the album I'd thought it was. I could swear I'd looked at photos encased in that very same cover three or four years ago. Then I looked more closely. The binding was loose...like the cover had been replaced. Mom must've switched covers or something, I thought. But why?!?

Mom had always been there...whenever I had problems. But I really wasn't all that close to her and usually we hadn't gotten along all that great. But this...I never knew this side of her. People always said I looked like her, and I came to think that I didn't even have my own identity so maybe that's why I resented her somewhat. But after she was gone I sort of wished I hadn't been so mean all the time.

I turned my attention back to the album. The first page showed a close up of her face. She was wearing more makeup than I'd ever seen on her, her eyes dark and sultry, her lips painted to a rich fullness. I was a little shocked. I really hadn't realized how beautiful she was. I stood up and looked in the mirror above Dad's dresser. Wow, I really did look a lot like her and it wasn't all that bad.

I flipped the page. And my heart nearly stopped. Now I knew why she'd switched covers. Obviously she was hiding the album...and yet, it almost seemed like she wanted someone to actually discover it since it was still on the shelf.

My own mother was posing for the camera, dressed to the nines. Only it wasn't the business nines. This was more...well, she looked good...but...she looked like...like a....SLUT! I was so shocked, couldn't believe my eyes.

She was wearing a burgundy colored wrap-around top that showed half of her breasts. Her nipples were poking out about mile and her hands were behind her back, making her tits jut out even further. The skirt was impossibly short and looked as though her ass cheeks would show if she bent over. It was made of white colored satin. I found myself wondering if she was wearing a thong underneath. I actually hoped she'd been wearing nothing at all. Her legs were encased in sheer light colored stockings, with just the tips of the garters showing beneath the hemline. And she was perched in a fabulous pair of five inch white stiletto heels. I looked closer and could see through the open-toed shoes that her nails were painted a sultry dark shade of red.

Her face was made up just like the photo on the first page and her hair was tousled. There were several shots of her in this position. Then she was turned around...and I was able to see why her hands were behind her back. Handcuffs! Her wrists were cuffed together. I glanced through several shots of this and noticed that her skirt was indeed short enough to nearly show her ass.

I turned the page and gasped again. She was bent over at the waist this time, hands still in the cuffs behind her back, and her skirt was riding up her ass. She had a great ass, I found myself thinking, and shook my head to clear it.

In the next photo it became obvious that she wasn't wearing any underwear as whoever was taking the photographs had lifted her skirt even higher. And then I saw them. Five..I could count them...FIVE slashes...looked like weals across her butt cheeks. They were placed, one over another, crisscrossing, so that her ass was an intricate quilt work of lashes. I almost couldn't breathe. Mom had been kinky. Holy shit. So THAT'S where I'd acquired my wild imaginings.

I couldn't stop looking at the picture of Mom's ass. It looked like it hurt...a lot. But it also looked so terribly beautiful...in an almost vulgar sort of way. My eyes filled with tears, "Oh Mom, I do miss you."

I sniffed and turned the page. It was the final shot of that scene. A 9x13 sized print. Mom was kneeling and bent over so her forehead touched the floor. Her ass was facing the camera...and the slashes were even more vivid close up. Her hands remained behind her back, in their cuffed position. And there. There was the tool...the object of the discipline. A four-foot-long cane, tapered to a needle-like whip at one end with a handle at the other, leaned against her back. It was the focal point of the picture and the message was all too clear. Mom was bowing to the cane, submitting to the pain and taking glory in it all by showing her marks to the camera.

Wow. I sat and stared into space. I'd had absolutely no idea she was so kinky. I wondered if Dad was the one taking the photographs, or if she'd been with someone else. From Dad's reading it didn't seem like he knew all the ropes yet. Or maybe he did and he was simply reading for pleasure. I could only imagine.

I heard Dad's tires grind in the driveway. I ripped a small piece of paper off a notepad and shoved it between the pages so I'd know where I left off. I was definitely going to come back for more. But for now I shoved the book back on the shelf. I made sure the room was just like I found it, left the door open just a crack and scampered down the hall to my safe haven. I needed some time alone to think.

(Allen) 

I walked into the house Wednesday evening and found that Brei was already home. I scampered into my room and undressed in order to take a shower. I could hear Brei in her room rustling through her clothes so I figured I better throw on a robe to walk down the hall to the bathroom. I opened my closet and took out my white cotton robe. I reached my arms through the sleeves and pulled the material around to the front. I took the tie and pulled it around and tied it, not too tight though. It was a good thing that I decided on wearing a robe because as soon as I opened my bedroom door I came face to face with my daughter.

"Hi dad," she said. 

"Hi baby, how was work today?" 

"Oh daddy I really like my new job." 

"Great Brei, that is half the battle," I said as I slowly began to walk towards the bathroom. As I walked it felt as if there were a pair of eyes eyeing me up from behind. I shook it off since the only person behind me was Brei. As I turned to go into the bathroom I paused for a moment, stopping in the doorway to talk for a moment. As I did I realized that my robe had parted open enough for her...to see me! Instantly at this thought I noticed myself began to stiffen. At the same time I saw Brei's face was slightly flushed. As I glanced down I could see that her nipples too were slightly visible. 

"Baby, I'm gonna take a shower," I said as I turned and shut the door.

"Whew!" I exclaimed as I was really amazed at how turned on I became in front of my own daughter. I guess it might have been because as she is getting older she is looking so much more like her mother. I stepped into the shower and quickly washed up. As my cock stood out before me I decided against touching myself, saving myself for later, in case my online daughter was on tonight. I finished showering and again reached for my robe. This time I didn't tie it in front since my room was only down the hallway. I was certain that Brei was downstairs anyway. I opened the door and walked back to my room. It felt so wonderful to walk and feel my cock swinging back and forth. I walked into my room and closed the door.

After dressing in my usual sweats I headed down to the kitchen to make a little dinner. I was greeted by Brei who already had prepared a meal for me.

"Here daddy," Brei said as she sat a glass of wine down next to my plate. I sat down noticing the gleam in her eyes as she set the glass of wine down. I sat down, looking at the wonderful quick dinner that Brei had made. I began to eat my dinner and noticed that Brei was drinking a glass of wine too as she did the dishes. As I finished eating Brei walked over to me and took away my dishes.

"I rented a movie for tonight daddy, gonna watch it with me?" 

Looking up at the clock I realized that it was still quite early yet. "Sure baby, I'll go turn on the television now." I excused myself from the table and kitchen and walked into the living room. I turned on the television and sat down in my chair. 

Poking her head into the living room Brei said, "I'll be right back daddy, I'm going to go put on some comfortable clothes. I heard her running up the stairs and in a few minutes she popped into the living room.

Almost falling out of my chair, I couldn't believe my eyes when Brei walked to the VCR. When she bent over her nightie came all the way up. I couldn't believe my daughter was showing me half her ass and I could see she had no panties on either. I had seen a few accidental glimpses of her young pussy since she grew up but never anything like the view she was giving me right at this moment. As she pressed the rewind button she remained bent over. I could feel my face flush as my heart rate doubled. I noticed my pulse was becoming rapid. I reached over and grabbed a blanket and placed it on my lap as my cock was now rock hard. With my eyes still glued to my daughter's ass and cunt I was sure she could feel my gaze. Suddenly she stood up and turned around and walked to the sofa.

Reaching for the remote she pressed 'play' and the movie began. The room became darker as the movie progressed. It was now dark outside and the movie was a little on the boring side. I just wanted it to be over so I could go online to look for my chat daughter. I also wanted to read my book. As we were watching the movie Brei adjusted herself on the sofa. She bent her knees up and her legs were hanging wide open as she laid on her back watching the movie. I could tell that if I were in front of her I would be able to see all of her.

Just then I almost gasped as I looked into the curio cabinet. It was at a perfect angle. The inside of the curio cabinet was lined with mirrors and when I looked into the mirror I saw her. There was her pussy, completely shaved and exposed to my view. Suddenly as I glanced to the television there was a soft-core romantic sex scene. I looked back into the mirror and I saw Brei reaching with her hand that was hidden from my view. I began to tremble as I watched her fingertips lightly trace over her pussy. I continued to stare into the mirror. I watched as my daughter began to rub a little more firmly. I could see her pussy lips begin to glisten as they became more and more parted.

I'm sure she thought I was unaware of her behavior. I watched as she slowly slipped a finger inside of her hole up to the second knuckle. I looked up and noticed her nipples were rock hard and pushing her nightie upward. I could see her breathing was heavier. 'My god, is she gonna cum right here in the living room?' I wondered. 

I glanced at the television and saw that the sex scene was still in progress. Again I looked into the mirror and watched intently as Brei continued to pleasure herself. I noticed that she began to work part of two fingers into her steaming hole. I thought the scene on television was hot but Brei was hotter. I knew the scene was almost over and I hoped that Brei would pop. Just then I heard a slight noise escape her lips as I saw her bite her bottom lip. I looked back into the mirror and I swear I saw her pussy opening and closing around her fingers. 

'Holy fucking Christ!' I thought as I watched my daughter cum right in front of me. Moments later she lowered her legs and straightened out her nightie. My heart was still pounding and my cock was rock hard. I knew I would take care of that later and I began to concentrate on the ending of the movie in order for my cock to soften.




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 3



About twenty minutes later the movie ended and we both got up to go to bed. Brei used the bathroom first and hurried off to her room. I decided to go check all the locks on the house to make sure everything was secure. I scampered back up to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. I hurried off to my room and turned on my computer. I undressed and sat naked at my computer. It seemed to take an eternity to load up and I finally was able to dial the Internet. Just as I signed on I checked my buddy list and saw my chat daughter sign off. "Damn," I muttered to myself.

Next I checked my email account and clicked on my online daughter's letter.

"Wow," was all I could say as I read her letter. She said that she still wants to meet and looks forward to it. I clicked on the reply box and began typing her a letter back. Here is what I wrote. "Baby, daddy wants to meet you so very bad too. Thoughts of you are always racing through my mind. Just the thought of me being between your open legs and hearing you whisper 'Oh daddy, I'm cumming,' into my ear drives me nuts. We have to meet baby, we have to meet soon. I need you, daddy needs his little girl. Signed, Daddy."

I sent the letter and then signed off. I rolled onto my bed and grabbed my book. I opened to the end part that I still needed to read. As I read the last few pages my cock was again towering. As I went to set the book down, I remembered the card that Sabrina gave to me. I reached over into my desk drawer and pulled out the card. I laid back down and looked at the intricate design on the card.

"Hmm..." I said to myself, "that's strange." The title on the card was the same as the book I was reading. It even had the same style of text as on the cover of the book. It simply stated "The Club." There was an address on it.

I knew from the address that this place was located in the older part of town. Sabrina's name was on the card and nothing else. I flipped the card over and on the back side was Sabrina's hand writing. "8:00 PM Friday."

It was only Wednesday and I was curious about this place called "The Club". As I laid my head back down I closed my eyes and all kinds of wild scenarios began to fill my imagination. 'What kind of club was this,' I thought to myself.

Suddenly I was awakened by my alarm clock. I rubbed my eyes as I looked at my alarm clock. "Holy shit," I said as I realized that I fell asleep and it was now morning. I tossed Sabrina's business card into my desk and quickly dressed for work. As I walked out of my room I knew Brei was already gone. I grabbed my stuff and out the door I ran. On the way to work I couldn't help but to replay in my mind the way Brei masturbated on the couch in front of me. My cock was hard again since I never got a chance to wank one off. I hurried into my office and sat down.

Janelle walked into my office. My eyes almost jumped out of my head as she walked to the chair in front my desk. She had on this short mini dress that screamed slut. The sheer black material only came down to mid thigh. Two thin straps hung down over her shoulders and the front of the dress was very low cut. Ample cleavage was evident and what really caught my eye was the fact that she had no bra on. I could clearly make out her breasts through the thin black material. Not only were her nipples visible but her aerolas were visible too. The five inch open toe pumps accented her sexy legs as she sat down in the chair across from me.

"Did you hear the news?" Janelle asked. 

"What news?" I replied. 

"They fired Dan last night after we left." 

My eyes shot wide open. "No way," I said as I eyed up Janelle's sexy body. As she explained what happened last night I couldn't help but to wonder how and why this once seemingly nice and reserved housewife could change practically over night. I had to admit though, for her to be 39 she was still a babe.

After several minutes of talking, her phone rang and she had to leave to go to her desk to start her day. As she walked to her desk my eyes were glued to her ass as it wiggled it's way out of my office. As Janelle finished her short conversation on the phone she was greeted at the door by a young kid. To me he looked about 20. Janelle seemed to be quite happy to be talking to this young kid and by the way she was dressed he was probably happy to be talking to her too. Janelle walked this kid to Mr. Vrable's office and let him in. She closed the door and sat back down at her desk.

I decided to check out this BDSM website and went online. I couldn't believe the toys that they had for this lifestyle. There were pictures upon pictures of girls being dominated. Girls being humiliated. Even girls dominating and humiliating men and other women. I could see how Candice fell into this lifestyle. I still regretted not fulfilling her fantasy of dominating her.

I closed out of the website and began to do some work. Thoughts of Candice entered into my mind. 'If I didn't fulfill her fantasy of the BDSM lifestyle, did somebody else? Did some other guy dominate my Candice? Did someone else cuff her and whip her ass then fuck her and make her beg to cum?' Suddenly I found myself sitting with a major hard-on in my pants. I also felt a little sad since she was gone and I would never be able to experience the lifestyle with her.

About an hour later Mr. Vrable walked out into the offices. "Everyone listen up," he yelled. "I would like you all to meet Mitchell Colegrove. Mitchell will be joining our staff here as Dan's replacement. I want everyone to give him a warm welcome to the company. Oh, by the way, Mitchell is Janelle's nephew." 

Glancing over at Janelle I saw the expression on her face. It seemed a little weird as the look in her eyes seemed to be filled with fear even though she was smiling. Maybe she was just nervous since a family member was now one of her co-workers.

The day passed quickly and soon it was quitting time. I left my office and headed out to my car. Janelle was walking out to her car and Mitchell was walking with her. I sat down in my car and decided to watch them for just a moment while my car warmed up. They shared a quick hug before they each sat down in their own cars.

I drove towards home and decided to stop by the adult bookstore. I looked around and didn't see anyone from work behind me. I pulled into the lot and walked quickly inside. I walked to the magazine rack and looked through the stash of mags. I found another BDSM magazine and walked to the counter. The old man behind the register rang me up and I left. I drove home and saw Brei's car was in the driveway. I parked my car and opened my briefcase to slide my new magazine inside. I walked into the house and was greeted by Brei. I couldn't believe how casual she was in front of me. She already showered and she left her hair up in a ball over her head. She had on a simple tank top that showed her midriff with a blouse that was unbuttoned and hung loosely. The jeans she wore were hip huggers. They were cut so low that I could see the top of her ass crack. I guess those are the style of the day. Brei and I made small talk after I showered. Again I could see she was braless under her shirt as her nipples were protruding slightly. 

I was really looking forward to reading my magazine so I decided to make up an excuse. "Baby, I have a headache so I'm gonna go lay down." 

"Aww... you have a headache," Brei said as she walked over to me and stood behind me. She stood behind me and lightly began to massage my temples. I closed my eyes as I stood there. I became lost in the massage and soon I felt her fingers lightly caressing my scalp. 

'Oh god that's good,' I thought to myself as Brei continued to rub my head lightly. As she continued to caress my head and massage my neck she seemed to have moved closer to me. I could feel her body ever so lightly rubbing against my back and ass. I could feel her hot breath on my neck as she continued to work her fingers like magic.

I realized that I had become rock hard. It was a good thing I was facing away from my daughter or she would have seen her daddy extremely aroused. "Daddy, lay on the living room floor so I can rub your neck and back better."

I turned and walked to the living room and laid down face first on the living room floor. Brei knelt beside me and began to run her fingers gently through my hair again. She worked her fingers around my ears and neck. It was so relaxing the way she was massaging me. She began to run her fingers ever so lightly down my shoulders. I think every hair on my neck stood up as shock waves of pleasure raced through my body. I could feel my pre-cum leaking out into my sweats. Brei began to squeeze my shoulders. I could feel her right hand was kind of weak and before I knew it Brei lifted her leg over me and straddled my back. I could feel her ass on my back as she began to squeeze my shoulders and neck. 

"Oh baby that's wonderful," I moaned as Brei continued to rub my shoulders. Softly she traced her fingers from my shoulders to my neck. I felt only her fingertips as she ever so slowly traced them down my spine all the way to my sweat pants. Sliding her soft hands up under my shirt she continued to caress my now hot naked flesh. Ever so lightly she began to pinch the skin and muscles on my back. My cock was rock hard. Her fingers and hands felt so wonderful. Suddenly thoughts of Brei masturbating on the sofa last night entered my mind. That completely shaved pussy was now on the back of my ass. Brei's fingers felt like magic as she continued to massage my back and then up to my shoulders.

I remembered how Brei came last night as I saw her cunt opening and closing as her fingers were inside of her. Brei ran her fingers up my sides and I lost it. I bit my lip as I felt my toes tingling. I tried to control my breathing but couldn't. I had to try to keep from humping the floor. Just then I felt my cum racing up my cock and filling my underwear. Spasm after spasm filled my shorts. I don't know if Brei noticed if I came or not.

"Headache gone now daddy?" Brei asked. 

"Yep baby, thanks a million," I said.

"I'm going to go to bed daddy," Brei said as she stood up and left the living room for her own room. I knew I had a mess to clean up. When I was sure Brei was in her room I stood up. Sure enough, my cum had soaked through my sweat pants. I had a classic wet spot up by the waistband. I raced to the bathroom and threw my sweat pants and underwear down the clothes shoot. I washed up and realized that I had nothing to wear to my room. I saw Brei's door was closed but the light was still on inside. I stood there for a moment hesitating on whether or not I should dart to my room with no pants on. I shut off the light and went for it. I reached my room and shut the door.

I pulled my shirt off and laid on my bed. I reached into my briefcase and pulled out my new magazine. I opened the cover and from the very first page I knew I was hooked. There was a picture of a girl in what appeared to be a dungeon. She was shackled to chains that hung down from the ceiling. Her ankles were shackled to the dirty floor. Only her sexy shoes kept her from the dusty old floor. There were welt marks across her breasts and stomach. There was even one welt across her face. She didn't feel any pain as her pussy lips were hanging down and opened. 

She had nipple clamps on her breasts and there were small weights on them. My cock was rock hard again. I rolled over on my side and turned the page. I reached for a tissue and placed it at the end of my cock. The next page had a series of pictures of beautiful girls being dominated. I lightly stroked my cock as I looked at these sizzling pictures. Again I had pre-cum leaking out onto the tissue. I turned the page and read a short story. The description and details of the story were wonderful. I felt as if I were in the story and I was the one dominating the hot young girl. 

After reading the story I turned the page. There was a girl there on her knees with handcuffs around her wrists behind her. She was kneeling down with her ass raised high in the air. There were welt marks on her ass as she was obviously disciplined for misbehaving. The picture reminded me of one of Candice's pictures that she had professionally taken. The more I thought of that the more I wondered if she had a master and he took the pictures.

I turned the page and there was the same girl. She had this brace on her face that forced a ball into her mouth. Her hands were now cuffed to her ankles and her legs were spread wide open. Another girl was holding her legs up high as her master began to whip her ass. I stroked my cock faster and just then I began to cum. I shot a smaller wad this time since I just came only about 45 minutes earlier. I closed the magazine and fell asleep.

Friday morning came. I woke up early and couldn't sleep. Candice was on my mind as I laid there in my bed. I quietly got out of bed and walked to the closet where I still had a trunk filled with Candice's personal stuff. I dug through her stuff and found a tape she had wanted me to watch a couple years ago. I quietly turned on the television in my room and plugged my headphones in so I wouldn't wake Brei. I shoved the videotape into the VCR and sat down on my bed. I made myself comfortable and pressed play.

Suddenly before my eyes Candice flew into the picture wearing only a pair of sexy black heels. . A very young guy followed her and pushed her onto the floor. She seemed to be sobbing as the young guy kicked her in her ass with his bare foot. He was only visible from the back but he was completely naked. I watched intently as I couldn't believe my wife made a porno.

"Disobey me again bitch and see what happens," the young boy said. 

'My god,' I thought. He looked like he might be 18 at the oldest and Candice was 39 at the time. Suddenly the young boy reached down and slapped my wife across her face. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her feet. She stumbled as she tried to stand. Sobs and tears were visible as I watched this young kid manhandle my wife. 

"I'm sorry master," Candice moaned over and over.

Still with his back to the camera this young kid slapped Candice so hard across the face it caused her to drop right to her knees in front of him. The master reached down and grabbed Candice by the hair and pulled her head to his crotch. "Repent to your master and beg forgiveness bitch." 

As Candice knelt before this kid I heard her voice. "Oh master I'm sorry please forgive me." 

"Beg bitch," the kid said. 

"Oh master all powerful and all knowing I beg you for forgiveness, I'll do anything for you to forgive me."

"Prove it bitch," the master said to her.

Tears began to stream down my cheek as I watched Candice reach up and cup her master's ass cheeks. I could tell from the way the she tilted her head sideways that she was sucking his cock. Suddenly the camera angle changed and I saw what her master looked like. I recognized him but I couldn't place him. I watched as his cock was huge. Candice had her mouth open and was sliding her lips up and down the length of this enormous pole. Her master still had a handful of her hair as he pulled on it occasionally.

Suddenly the master pulled Candice to her feet by her hair. He turned her around and grabbed her arm and pulled her to the end of the bed. He pushed her over the hamper and pulled her arms to the corners of the bed and cuffed them. I watched in horror as my wife was now helplessly cuffed to the corner of a bed. Only the tips of her sexy heels touched the floor as her master pulled the hamper back causing her legs to raise even higher. Reaching up her master pulled two shackles and chains down from the ceiling. He cuffed her ankles and raised her legs even higher. Only her stomach was in contact with the hamper. He raised Candice's legs until there was a slight arch to her body. Next, her master moved the chains apart farther, causing her legs to spread wide open. Suddenly the camera zoomed in and I could see her beautiful pussy was dripping wet. I watched as her master walked between her legs and began to rub her mound.

"Oh master please forgive me, I can never live without you," Candice begged.

Her master slid one of his fingers into her sopping hole. I heard Candice scream as her master just rammed his finger in and out of her. Next he used two fingers on her. "Oh god, oh god, oh god," Candice screamed.

It was apparent Candice was fighting to keep from cumming. "Oh Jesus, oh god, oh holy masterrrrrrrrrrr...... can I, can I, can I please cum masterrrr....." 

"No, not yet!" Her master continued to use his fingers on her cunt. 

Suddenly Candice screamed "Oh godddddddddddd," as her body began to convulse in orgasm. She shook from head to toe as she nearly passed out. Just then, I began to cum as I was pulling on my cock so fiercely I forgot to get a tissue. Rope after rope of cum shot out of my cock and landed on the floor about three feet in front of me. Looking at the clock I pressed stop on the VCR and got ready for work.

The whole time I was watching the movie I didn't notice Brei had gotten up and left for work. I cleaned up my mess and quickly dressed for work. I ran out of the house and jumped into my car and headed down the street. I couldn't wait till work was over today. I couldn't wait to go meet Sabrina tonight. I needed to see her; I needed to see what this club was all about.

(Brei)

Wednesday morning. I crawled out of bed and readied myself for a long day. I carefully applied my makeup and adjusted myself in a white lace bra and thong. White lace topped stockings were next, and then a white button down cotton shirt and a red plaid skirt. It was rather a schoolgirl look, but not obviously so. I slipped my feet into white strappy high heeled sandals.

Sabrina and I arrived at work at the same time. She unlocked the door and I glanced around, noting that we were the first ones to arrive. Matthew had left us a note stating that his court case had gone well and that he'd been in early this morning and needed some final copies of the paperwork. So we dug into the piles on our desks with a vengeance.

The morning passed quickly and Sabrina and I walked down to the deli for our usual sandwiches. Putting work out of my mind for the moment, I excitedly related to her what I'd found the night before. I told her about my mom's photographs, that it looked like she was way into kink. Sabrina got a weird look on her face and asked, "Yeah, and you said you look just like her?"

I nodded.

She was quiet for a moment, then a smile broke across her face. "So have ya started seducing your dad?"

"NO! I don't know how he'd take it. Besides, I'm not sure how to go about it."

"Well, at first, start by dressing really skimpily around him, but do it gradually and with good taste. Otherwise he'll just think you're a total slut. Remember, deep down, he's just a guy. And men get turned on by sexy-looking women. And bend over when you can...in front of him. While you're doing something else, or course, so he doesn't get suspicious. But make sure he sees glimpses of your ass...and possibly pussy too!"

I didn't know what to think, but my cunt was getting wetter by the second. "Hmmm...yeah, that makes sense. I think I'll give it a try! Thanks, Sabrina!"

"Hey, not a problem. If you've got the desire, I'm here to help."

We walked back to the office and resumed our work. Shortly Matthew arrived. He carefully eyed me up, taking in my shirt, plaid skirt and stockings. He greeted Sabrina with a cheery hello and picked up his copied paperwork, complimenting us on our swift work.

Then he turned to me. "Brei, would you come into my office for just a sec? I've got some files to show you."

He was being pretty nice today, but I was wary. I followed him and my heart began to quicken as he shut the door behind us. He unlocked the file cabinet on the far side of the room and told me to sort the files alphabetically since he hadn't had time to keep up with the organization. I started in as I was told, but was truthfully rather disappointed. I'd hoped for something more. I didn't know what...a spanking maybe?




Daddy's Little Tease Ch. 3



Then I heard his voice. Gone was the nice lawyer Matt. Back was the sadist.

"Young lady. Turn around."

I slowly shut the drawer and turned to face him, my legs trembling. Matthew was sitting behind his desk, a ruler in hand. He slowly ran his fingers over the instrument, making sure I saw what he was holding.

"Your outfit is too sexy for this school, young lady. And do you know why?"

Ahhh...I got it. My outfit. Schoolgirl. He was the teacher. Oh god yes, one of my favorite fantasies. He was good!

"Um, no Sir. I don't know why."

"Well, for one thing, your skirt is too short. Your blouse is too tight. Your legs are too long. Your heels are too high. You know what you look like? You look like a slut. And this is a respectable place. People pay a lot to come here. This school is...special. And on top of all that, you're a distraction."

He stood up then and his eyes narrowed menacingly. "See....what I mean by....distraction?"

I lowered my gaze and took in the considerable bulge in his crotch. "Ohhh, yes, Sir. I see."

"I have a feeling you know what to do with this erection I've got. Don't you, young lady?"

"Y-yes, Sir."

"Good. I thought you did. That also makes you a slut. Young ladies like yourself shouldn't be having intercourse with other men. Don't you know that causes nothing but trouble?"

"Yes, but I-"

"Come here!" He interrupted. "Kneel!"

I did, and was directly in front of his dress pants, filled out so nicely with a tremendous hard-on. Matthew, in teacher role, grabbed my hair and pressed his cock against my lips. I could feel the definition even through his trousers.

"I think you should call me Mr. Trenton for this scene," he whispered.

"Yes, Mr. Trenton," I managed.

He pulled my head back, forcing me to look directly into his eyes. "Brei, I have noted your attire. In the future, you will only wear what I tell you to wear. Otherwise you'll get into trouble. I won't report you today, but you know you want a good grade in my class. Don't you?!?"

"Yes, Mr. Trenton."

"Good. I thought as much." He released my hair and walked around his desk, sitting in his chair once again. "So...you know that I can put a price on that good grade. So I'll be blunt. You crawl your way over here, give me a decent blowjob, and I'll think about a 'B'. You've made me hard, you've tempted me, and now you've got to pay. Deal?"

"Yes, Mr. Trenton. That's a deal," I said, even as I crawled across his office floor until I was directly in front of his chair. He leaned back to give me more room and, remembering his reaction to Sabrina's fingers last Saturday night, I drew his zipper down with my teeth. His swift intake of breath let me know that he liked it.

His cock popped out, a thick rigid pole. I gently stroked the length with my fingertips, reveling at the way it throbbed at my touch. The veins stood out thickly and there was a spot of precum at the tip.

I worked my tongue around in my mouth to work up more saliva, then I lowered my head to his crotch. I tasted the saltiness of his seeping liquid, and that added to the slipperiness of his head. I flicked my tongue underneath the head of his prick, working my lips lower and lower on his shaft. I felt his cock hit the back of my throat, gagged a little, but controlled it. I took a deep breath and lowered myself all the way onto his cock, letting it go down my throat. I felt my throat stretch, felt his cock throb, and I sucked my way back up to his head, breathing through my nose again.

"Oh very good," he groaned.

His whole dick was wet now, slippery, and I jacked off the base of his cock with my right hand, fondling his balls with my left. Every so often I'd let the length of him back into my mouth and down my throat, moving faster and faster. His hips started bucking up at me. And then he pulled me off his cock.

"You get an 'A' if I can fuck you. On the other hand, if you don't let me, I'll tell everyone what a slut you are. Deal?"

I was horny as anything and was all too glad to hear him say it. And geez, even if I had doubts, I didn't wonder twice if he'd actually blackmail me like that. I knew him.

I nodded and got up quickly to bend over the desk. He hiked up my skirt and I heard the sound of ripping material as he disposed of my thong. I saw him drop it into his bottom desk drawer and kick it closed. Then I thought of nothing else but his cock as it slowly pushed its way into my hot wet cunt.

I groaned. God, he felt so good. Even better than when he'd fucked my ass. I thrust my hips back up at him and tried to keep from crying out.

"Shhhhhhhh...we don't want any of the other teachers to hear now, do we?" he warned.

"No, Mr. Trenton."

He began to thrust faster and I gripped the desk with my left hand, teasing my clit with my right. I could feel his balls slapping my hand with each stroke. I felt the pressure building deep inside me, could feel the walls of my cunt grip his cock with each thrust. The room was filled with the sound of fucking, the wet slick suction sounds. Our breaths were coming in pants and I bit my lip to keep from moaning.

I was getting close. And I could tell he was too. I felt his cock stiffen even more, and his hips jerked more rapidly, his thrusts becoming much more punctuated. "Oh..." he said softly. 

I felt my orgasm mounting. "Oh god, Mr. Trenton, may I cum?"

"Yes, Brei," he panted and then, "oh, god, I'm gonna fill you up. Uh. Uh. Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

I felt him spurting inside and my pussy clenched. "Oh god, oh god, oh god.........oh fuck...." I whispered, my orgasm washing over me in waves. "Huh...huh....huh...huh...." God, it was so hard to be quiet. I bit my lip to silence myself and the tremors kept flowing through my body. I came so hard around his dick, and when he withdrew I nearly fell, so weak were my knees.

He handed me a tissue and I cleaned up. "I'm keeping your underwear."

"Ok....god, that was so good."

"Good! I liked it too. And by the way, you get an 'A+'!"

I smiled. Matthew dipped his head to mine and kissed me, a long, soft sensuous kiss, his tongue swirling in my mouth, making my senses reel. "You please me, slut."

That was more of a compliment than I ever thought he'd give, "Thank you, Sir."

"You're welcome."

I turned to leave but he stopped me short. "Brei...now about your dress. First of all, you will not dress so slutty. Not at this office. Not at work. You're working on your career here, and you want a good image. Skirts must be just-above-the-knee length or longer. No cleavage. No braless nipple looks. No tits hanging out. No five inch heels. Save them for your father. And speaking of him...how is your dear dad? You fucked him yet?"

"Oh no, Sir."

"Well, you'd best get on it. Tempt the bastard. Ask Sabrina if you don't know how."

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. So you understand the clothes. Oh, but underneath, never wear underwear, and always wear stockings and garter belts. Never full hose. And I like your bras. They're nice. You can be a slut underneath...for me...but for everyone else you'll be a nice girl. Understood?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Good. And one more thing. You insulted Sister Anne the other day when you used the Lord's name in vain. Someday you're going to apologize in person and I want you to be prepared for what you'll say. Is that clear?"

"Y-yes, Sir." Damn him, I thought. He was the one who'd made me swear in the first place. Oh well. No matter.

"You may go now."

Sabrina was on the phone when I walked out of Matthew's office. She hung up and gave me a once over. "Was good, huh?"

I giggled. "Oh...uh...yeah."

We chatted some more about various subjects and she told me in more detail how to go about giving my dad some glances of the more personal parts of my body without being too obvious. Soon, it was time to go home.

I stopped by the video place for a movie on my way home. I picked out a new release that had gotten good reviews. I also picked up a bottle of wine, partly to calm my nerves, partly to relax my dad. I intended to start making him think of me as more than his daughter.

I got home and changed my clothes. I heard my dad come in and we met in the hall as I made my way to the kitchen. We exchanged hellos and I watched the way his ass moved as he made his way to the shower. Then I had the surprise of my life. He paused in the doorway and as he turned, his robe parted and I got a full-on look at his dick. I flushed immediately, tried to tear my eyes away, but couldn't. Was I imagining things, or did his cock begin to harden as he stood there? I lifted my gaze to his and realized that he'd caught me staring. He mumbled something about taking a shower, then he turned and shut the door.

'My god,' I thought. My cunt was throbbing. He looked pretty well hung, and he'd definitely responded to my presence quite nicely. Maybe he did want me. I fairly ran to the kitchen and downed a glass of wine. Soon I was feeling a bit more calm, but still horny as ever.

My dad and I had a nice supper, not too strained though the feeling was there. We both made an effort to keep up the conversation, and the wine definitely helped. I did the dishes quickly and invited Dad to watch the movie I'd gotten.

As he readied the VCR, I slipped up to my room to change. I'd bought a short lounging gown at the lingerie shop downtown last week and tonight I'd wear it. It was made of lavender cotton, and it was form-fitting but not ultra tight. It was also quite short. I bent over in front of my mirror and grinned when I saw that not only my ass showed plain as day, but also my swollen pussy lips. This would be fun!

I walked back into the living room and glanced at my dad, noting that he was appropriately bug-eyed at my outfit. God, he was a bit of a pushover actually. 'He should really put up more of a fight,' I thought.

I moved to the VCR and pretended to fiddle with the tape. I needed to read the fine print, so I bent over, right in front of dad. I heard his breath stop, then start again with sort of a choked gurgling sound. I nearly laughed.

I popped in the tape, stood up and walked to the couch as if nothing had ever happened. The movie began and I was rather disappointed. It was too romantic for my tastes and my mind began to wander. I thought of the book my dad was reading, and wondered if he'd actually have the guts to dom a woman, like really control her and hurt her. Like Matthew.

I began to get aroused and tilted my body away from Dad. He couldn't see me, so I moved the fingers of my hidden hand closer to my pussy. Just then a sappy love scene came on the TV. And that got my mind reeling.

In my mind, it was me in the movie, and it was my dad fucking me. But he wasn't just fucking me. He was rape-fucking me so hard that I screamed. And I was tied with a hundred feet of rope. I couldn't move. The clamps on my nipples hurt so bad and I could feel them harden with the thought.

I moved my hand slightly and began to fuck myself with my fingers. My thumb rubbed insistently on my clit. Faster. Harder. I pictured my dad fucking me even harder, and I held myself still, pretending I was tied.

And I peaked. Right there, with my own dad not five feet away. I climaxed. I bit my lip as my cunt spasmed around my fingers. It was a short cum, and a controlled one, but it took the edge off my horniness.

I sighed and straightened myself out. The movie ended and we each went to bed.

Thursday flew by as things were pretty busy at the office. I stopped at the mall after work and found some surprisingly nice suits for work, feminine and professional, but not slutty-looking. And I bought some new lingerie for underneath those suits, as well as more appropriate shoes. I'd save all my slut clothing for my slut play, as Matthew had directed. I'd read on the net of certain clubs in the bigger towns, sex clubs. I wondered if there was one here. I'd have to remember to ask Sabrina. That would be a good out for my slut side.

I got home before Dad and took a quick shower. I put my new clothing in my closet and moved all my slut clothes to the back, where they would stay until called upon. I slipped on a tank top and dispensed with the bra since I wanted Dad to see my tits to their fullest. I pulled on a pair of low hipster jeans, throwing a short blouse on over my tank so I wouldn't be too obvious. I hurried down the stairs when I heard Dad grind into the driveway. I greeted him at the door and knew my nipples got appropriately hard.

Later in the evening Dad gave me the perfect opportunity. He told me he had a headache, and I offered to give him a back massage. I began with his neck, working my way over his shoulders. I then asked him to lie down so I could have better access.

He complied, lying face down in the living room. I began to knead his back, his shoulders, his neck. I positioned myself so that I straddled his ass. I let my hips rock gently on his buttocks as I ran my hands over his back underneath his shirt. I wasn't sure what I was hoping would happen, but I increased the rhythm of my strokes and I heard his breathing quicken. Soon I felt his hips move slightly, like he was humping the floor. I pretended I didn't notice, but my jeans flooded with wetness. Was he......? And then he grunted. Twice. 'Oh my god,' I thought. My dad just climaxed. I kept my voice even as I asked him if his headache was gone. He looked really sheepish and answered in a shaky voice that yes, it was. That confirmed my thoughts. I'd heard of strippers doing that, but wow....the experience was something else. And I'd never actually touched his cock. I was only grinding on his ass. I couldn't believe it.

I went to bed and got myself off. At the moment of climax, I pictured myself behind my dad, who was on all fours on the floor. I was fucking his ass with a huge strap-on. In my mind he spurted all over the floor as I climaxed, thrusting the dildo hard into his ass. Wow. I grinned as I drifted off to sleep.

On Friday Matthew commented on my outfit. He said he liked my clothes and he called me into his office to see what I was wearing underneath. I lifted my skirt to show him the lacy garter belt. It was ivory and heavily jeweled, and was cut low so that it showed off my cunt like a picture frame. The ivory lace topped stockings were attached to the garter straps. My bra matched the ivory lace.

"Very nice, Brei. Very nice."

"Thank you, Sir."

"How's the daddy seduction coming along?"

I told him about the massage the night before and he chuckled. "Brei, you're quite a little seductress aren't you? But you're bored. I can tell it. You need someone to take charge. You need pain. You need danger. You need surprise."

"Yes, Sir. Yes, I do. That's....well, that's all exactly what I want."

He nodded. "And you shall get it. In due time. Now, back to work!"

I was hoping for a quick fuck and I'm sure he knew it, the bastard. I was so horny and swore lightly under my breath as I made my way back to my desk.

Sabrina and I made plans to meet at the mall the next day, and we parted on that thought. "Wear something sexy," Sabrina called out after me. I laughed and said that I would. After all, Matthew hadn't said anything about my clothing outside of work, so I figured that as long as it was still in good taste, I'd be alright.

Dad was not home yet when I arrived there, and I made my way straight to his bedroom to look at more pictures of my mom. I stopped when I glanced at the VCR though, since the light was blinking and the indicator said there was a tape inside.

"Hmmmm...let's see what Daddy's been up to? Porn?" I giggled.

As the tape began to play and I saw my mom getting beaten, fucked, abused...by some YOUNG BOY, I sat there in shock. So she did cheat on Dad. Or maybe he knew and didn't care. I didn't know. But if there was one thing I DID know...I intended to find out about this secret life of hers and I wanted to know it all.

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