4 comments/ 59797 views/ 8 favorites Danielle Meghan Tate Ch. 01 By: The_Cow Dani thrust the dildo harder and harder into her pussy, trying to keep her moans and screams down. Her half-brother and parents were home, and she couldn't let them hear. She forced it deeper and deeper, unable to stop herself from letting out a low moan. God, she was horny. Finally, after several exhausted minutes, the high-school senior orgasmed. She collapsed on her bed, rendered completely limp by the experience. Dani was a very sexual girl, and her mind was constantly occupied by thoughts of boys, sex, and love. What made her angry, though, was that she was still a virgin. Sighing, Dani pulled up her plaid skirt and adjusted her 32B bra, which had come askew during her furious sex-play. She brushed her hair out of her face and behind her back. Dani's hair was a medium brown that she had dyed red, and it came about down to her shoulders. Contrasting with her light, freckled face, she thought that it made her look rather rebellious. Dani checked herself in the mirror, making sure there were no signs of her encounter there. She was a little red, but the color was quickly leaving her face. Every time she looked in the mirror, she hated what she saw. Her skin was too pale and didn't burn, her hair was too coarse, her freckles were too obvious. In actuality, Danielle Meghan Tate was a very attractive woman. Just two years ago or less, she had been a gangly, gawky teenager. But midway through her junior year, she had started filling out, with her tits growing, her body becoming proportional, and her acne disappearing. Dani was not what you would call beautiful, but many of the boys in her class fantasized about having sex with her, and with her short skirts and tank tops, she did little to discourage them. Dani looked at herself in the mirror again. She was going to graduate high school a virgin. It just wasn't fair. She took a hair band from her dresser and put her hair into a ponytail. Many boys would have commented that she looked perky, young, and so on, but she didn't know that. She was just another eighteen-year-old virgin who hated her friends, hated her family, hated her life. Dani heard loud music blaring from her half-brother Jared's room. Dani hated her brother. He had always had everything. His childhood had been perfect, he had been raised by his loving mother and stepfather. Even in high school, problems of sex and growing up didn't bother him: in a lot of ways, he just seemed like a big kid. He was a huge nerd, always playing video games with his equally clueless friends. Danielle Meghan Tate, on the other hand, had been raised by her alcoholic mother and abusive stepfather in an apartment in the middle of the city. She had gone to a big school, got made fun of by everyone for her funny glasses (which she abandoned for contacts a year ago), and never had anything handed to her. Finally, at age fourteen, the Child Protection Agency had removed her and put her in the home of her real father and his wife in the suburbs. Things were better here, but that didn't mean she was any happier. Jared's music reached a new pitch. Dani smiled grimly. She was angry, and now she had a perfect excuse to take it out on someone. She thrust her door open and stomped over to her brother's room, grabbing the door's handle and trying to get it unlocked. "JARED!" He took a little bit to respond. "What, Dani?" "Can you turn that music down?" "What?" "I said, CAN YOU TURN THAT MUSIC DOWN!" "What?" "JUST OPEN THE GODDAMN DOOR!" "Fine." She heard some rustling around. After a wait of almost a minute, the door clicked open. Jared was sitting on his bed, reading a book. The sight of Jared never failed to make Dani mad. Perhaps what annoyed her most was that he was actually quite attractive: well-muscled, dark-haired, light skinned. The only really nerdy things about his appearance were his square glasses and the way he dressed: khaki pants and a white dress shirt, tucked in with a belt. Oh, and how his hair was all messed up like he was Harry goddamn Potter. Dani hated that. "Can you turn your fuckin' music down?" she shouted, thoroughly enjoying being a bitch. "You could hear it from fuckin' Timbuktu!" "If you're throwing a temper tantrum, could you do it outside?" asked Jared in a voice Dani found very annoying. "And do you ever know where Timbuktu is?" "I DON'T FUCKING CARE WHERE TIMBUKTU IS! NOW TURN DOWN YOUR MUSIC OR I'LL KILL YOU!" "With what?" asked Jared. "A knife? Or maybe a sharp bamboo pole? I know where you could find a dealer." "Just do it," said Dani, seething. "Why of course, Miss Danielle," he said sarcastically, turning the volume from seven down to five. "Your wish is my command." "Whatever," said Dani, leaving the room and slamming the door shut. As soon as she left, Jared locked the door, turned the volume up to eight, and ignored his sister's yells. What a bitch. Just because her childhood sucked didn't mean she had to blow up at every person she met. Jared thought that he had had things just as rough as she had. Maybe he hadn't lived on the streets, but he had plenty of things going against him. Starting in kindergarten, everyone had teased him, made fun of his clothes and glasses and interests and appearance. That was another thing Jared hated about Dani: that he was noticing her more and more lately. Gone were the jokes from his friends about how ugly she was. Now they all teased him, saying they'd slept with her last night. If she just dyed her hair a normal color, dressed like a regular human being, and stopped swearing at every person she met, she could be the most popular girl in school. He, on the other hand, was irredeemably ugly and unlovable. What did she have to complain about? Jared pulled out what he had been working on before his sister interrupted him. It was a picture, a picture of a beautiful girl. Her shirt displayed her bountiful cleavage, her waist was razor-thin, and her auburn hair floated in the air as if by magic. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get her face right. Jared sighed, giving up for the day. He unzipped his pants, bringing out his dick. Like his sister, Jared was a very sexual person who had, by circumstance, been prevented from having sex yet. He began to stroke his cock, hoping a suitable face might come to mind. But there was nothing. He was still too frustrated by his sister's unwelcome visit. Dani headed downstairs, stopping at the fridge to grab a can of pop and sitting down in front of the TV. She pressed the remote and Simpsons reruns came on. What a great way to spend an evening. What had she done to deserve this? Trapped in a house with this stupid family, rotting away at the inside? "Hey," came a voice. Dani looked up and was startled to see her father, Allen, looking through the door at her. Allen was in his late thirties but was aging well. He worked out every day and as a result had a great body. He had short brown hair and blue eyes. Dani sometimes wondered, with such an attractive father and a mother who had at least been quite a beauty in her teens (though she had gone downhill in her twenties and thirties) how she herself had turned out so unattractive. "Hey," responded Dani, unenthusiastically. Allen surveyed his daughter. He was really worried about her lately. She had been rebellious and antisocial as an adolescent, but this wasn't too unusual. But now, as a young woman, she seemed equally distant. And she really was shaping up to be quite a young woman. She had inherited the stunning body of her mother- albeit her breasts were slightly smaller, and she was thinner- but her light brown hair and face were from his side. If only she wore less makeup and didn't dye her hair, so the family resemblance would show through. "So, how's life?" asked Allen. 'How's life?' asked Dani, in her mind. What kind of a question was that? "Shitty," she replied. "How is it shitty?" asked Allen. Dani rolled her eyes. "A lot of stuff." "Anything in particular?" He just won't take a hint, will he? "Well, I just feel kind of lonely. Kind of unloved. I mean, I kind of wish I had a boyfriend." Allen nodded. "I can understand that. I didn't have a girlfriend until I was seventeen." "Yeah, well I'm eighteen," said Dani, a little peeved at her father for pretending he understood her. "And you want to know the truth? I've never even kissed a boy? I mean, how pathetic is that? I guess it's not surprising, I mean. No boy would never want to kiss me." "Dani," said her father. "You're very attractive. I bet there's plenty of boys who would be happy to kiss you." "Like who?" "I don't know, I-" Dani decided to throw the million-dollar question out there. "Would you?" Allen paused, scared. She couldn't know his secret, could she? No, there was no way. He decided that there could be no harm in it. "Uh...sure." Dani felt her pulse increase. This was going to be her first kiss. The fact that it was with her father made no difference: he was still a very attractive man, and she was feeling as horny as she had been half an hour before, when she was playing with herself. Slowly, she began to move towards Allen. Allen's pulse increased, too. His young daughter was a very hot woman, and very young too. As he moved in he smelled her alluring scent, and watched the look of wonderment and expectation on her eyes. It had been a long time since he had seen the same look on his wife. Too long. Their mouths touched, and they kissed. At first, their mouths were closed, but then they opened. And their tongues touched. The father and his daughter began to French kiss. Allen was amazed at how good his daughter was. If she had never done this before, she must have a lot of natural talent. Dani was dumbfounded, turned on beyond belief at her first romantic encounter. Before he knew what he was doing, the father had reached behind his daughter's head and let her hair down. Then, he pressed against her perfectly-shaped breasts under her shirt. Dani had never felt anything like this before. She broke the embrace briefly to let out a moan. Allen, too, was moved. It had been years since a woman had turned him on this much. "Oh, Daddy," murmured Danielle, as Allen continued his passionate embrace. "Oh, that feels so good." "You taste so good, baby. You taste so..." Dani was now breathing deeply, more turned on than she had ever been in her life. As she continued making out, she undid the button on her skirt and pulled down her thong to finger her shaved pussy. "Here," said Allen weakly. "Let me help you with that." He pulled his daughter's hand away and brought his mouth to her clit. He began licking, teasing her body. Her moans became louder and more high-pitched. "Oh, yeah! Oh, YEAH!" His licking entered her slit as her body trembled, preparing for a massive orgasm. Finally, when she could not stand it anymore, her pussy erupted with cum. Dani's father ate most of it out, managing to make a small mess. "Wow..." said Dani, clearly awestruck. Allen was clearly scared by what he had done in his fit of sexual desire. "Listen, Dani, I'm your father, and..." Dani kissed him on the lips. "And what?" "And... and..." Allen couldn't find the words to say. His daughter was just so perfect. "Go on," she said. "And you're my daughter," he said finally. "And I think it's time I helped the world see you as gorgeous as I see you." "What do you mean, Daddy?" "I want to take you and get you some new clothes. I mean, what you're wearing now is great, if you're going to a funeral, but..." Dani giggled, the first time she had done so in a long time. "You really think I'm gorgeous, daddy?" "You are gorgeous, Dani. And it's time for you to show that off to the world." Dani kissed her father on his lips, leaning her youthful body against him. "Thanks," she said, hurrying off. It was funny, because the first thing she wanted to do after she left was to brag to Jared about how she had had her first sexual experience before him. But the light was off in his room, and the thought it best not to tell anyone about her new relationship. Danielle Meghan Tate Ch. 02 Danielle woke the morning of her trip with her father in a good mood. In fact, it was her first good mood in as long as she could remember. First she took a long shower. Next, she took her perfume and dabbled herself with it. She hoped her father would like it. Then, she took care in selecting her clothing. She pulled on a pair of panties that didn't quite fit anymore, and admired the effect. You could barely see the thin pink line around her waist, all that appeared were two triangles, one on either side of her body. She then pulled on her bra, pushing her already-perky breasts into shape. Digging around in her dresser, she found one of her oldest plaid skirts. It barely fit around her womanly hips anymore, but she was finally able to pull it up. She glanced down and smiled: it went less than halfway down to her knees. Finally, she dug into her next drawer and pulled out one of her many dark tank tops. She wished that she had something more attractive to wear, but that was part of what this trip was all about, really. Dani examined her reflection in the mirror. She adjusted her bra straps so that they were more visible, and put her hair in a ponytail. Did she really look beautiful, like her father said? Or was it as she had always thought: she was an ugly reject? Before she left, Dani wanted to visit her brother. She didn't know why- maybe just to annoy him, maybe to tease him a little. She knocked on her brother's door. It was unlocked, so he opened it. Jared was watching TV when his sister entered. As she did enter, he forgot about anything else. She looked stunning. For once, she looked like a real woman. But then, his instinctive reaction to his sister kicked in. What was she doing, dressing like a whore? Did she think she was cool or something? And why was she barging in on him? "What are you doing here?" he blurted. Dani was going through a similar series of emotions. Her brother was sitting shirtless, glasses off, watching TV. She didn't think that she had ever seen him this way. His stomach and chest were very well-muscled, but not in an obvious or overstated way. And without his glasses, he really did look handsome. "Just letting you know that I'm going to be gone for the day, and if you touch anything in my room, you're DEAD." Jared smiled, hoping it would disguise the emotions inside him. "Why would I want to touch anything in your room?" Dani adjusted her bra strap in a seemingly absent-minded way. "I don't know. Just stay out." She turned as if in a huff and left. She wondered whether her brother's eyes were following her ass as she did so. They were. After she was gone, Jared continued to stare after her. He was thinking things that he should never be thinking, and wanting things he should never be wanting. Suddenly, in a moment of inspiration, he grabbed his notepad out of a drawer and opened it to the picture of the faceless girl. Slowly, he penciled in his sister's features: sharp eyebrows, beautiful lips, a small, slightly pointed nose, and of course her freckles. Then, he started making other changes. Her flowing dress became a skirt and a shirt which was topped with straps, and her flowing red hair was shorter and slightly lighter. Jared smiled. Now there was a girl worthy of his fantasies. Dani met her father at the door. He was wearing a white shirt and shorts which showed off his impressive frame. "Hey, Daddy," she said gleefully. Allen turned around. There, standing before him, was his beautiful daughter. He was suddenly unbelievably horny. She really had gone to great lengths to impress him. But at the same time, he felt a pang of guilt. She was his daughter, and twenty years younger than him. She should be with some boy her own age, not with her father, who was past his prime and getting older every day. But his hormones were still strong, and he had promised to take her. "You look gorgeous, baby. Let's go." Dani followed him out to the car. As soon as he had driven out of the garage, her hand began to move towards him. She instinctively reached for his cock, forcing her hand down deep inside his pants. "Oh, Daddy, you're so big," she whispered passionately. "Dani, I'm trying to drive, baby..." "Daddy, I don't care..." Allen was in hell. With an incredible mental effort, he ripped his daughter's hand away. "Listen, honey, we'll do everything later... everything you could ever dream of. Right now, I need to drive." "Oh...okay, Daddy." Silently, Dani berated herself. It wasn't because he need to drive. It was because she wasn't pretty enough. She started thinking the way she had always thought. No man could ever want her. They entered the mall in silence. "Okay," said Allen, checking around. "I want you to practice being confident when you're in here." "What do you mean, Daddy?" "I mean," said Allen, "that you're a gorgeous girl, and it's time you acted like it. Flirt with the guys you go past, act like you're better than them. And make them jealous that you're with me, not them." Dani nodded. "Okay, Daddy, let's go." She set off down the hallway, holding her father's hand and looking around awkwardly. She was saw people looking at her from all over. Their eyes followed the hot schoolgirl-punk and her much-older boyfriend as she traveled through the mall. Then, Dani started doing things. Her stride became exaggerated, showing off her ass and her tits. She looked like a supermodel coming down a runway. She waved to a group of boys standing nearby, they waved back, unable to stop staring. She reached over to her father and made out with him passionately, and he responded. Now everyone was watching this beautiful woman and her man on their stroll, and Dani was loving the attention. "Well...uh...great job," said Allen, still recovering from the flow of hormones that had come with his daughter's passionate kiss. He still wasn't able to get over how young she was. How young and innocent. But that was another thing that scared him. He didn't want her to confuse their new relationship with love. Sure, Allen loved his daughter, but he wasn't about to leave his wife for her. He hoped that she wouldn't become terribly attached to him. "Do you really think so, Daddy? I tried my hardest." "Dani, you did amazing. Everyone was watching us. Now let's go in and get you some new clothes." The father and his daughter headed into a clothing store. They went around, picking out some of the most revealing and attractive clothing in the store. "Do you think this is too revealing?" asked Dani, pointing to a yellow tank top with spaghetti straps. "I think it might be against the school's dress code." "Baby, people are going to want to see as much of your body as they can," said Allen. "And you might as well give them a sneak peak." Dani giggled a little. "How about this skirt?" she asked, pulling out a denim miniskirt. "The bottom'll be about three inches below my pussy." "It sure will," Allen agreed, adding it to the pile. Allen helped his daughter pick out a few more items of clothing, including a see-through white button-down shirt and a couple more skirts. "Why don't you go try those on, baby," said Allen. "You want to watch?" asked Dani. "I'll have plenty of time to watch when you get done," said Allen, playfully smacking his daughter's ass as she left. After ten minutes, Allen was tired of waiting. He grabbed a pair of pants and went up to the dressing room, asking to be let in. He was, and knocked on the only closed door in the small area. "Danielle?" The door flung open. Standing there was his daughter. She was wearing the tight white shirt that he had recommended for her. The top three buttons were undone, and he could easily see the outline of her dark bra beneath it. She was also wearing the tiny denim skirt that she had just picked out. They traveled about three inches below her pussy. Her girlish red hair and freckles contrasted with her very womanly body. "How do I look, Daddy?" she asked. "Stunning...just stunning," Allen whispered in awe. His mouth moved towards hers and they exchanged a brief kiss... then a longer one... then suddenly their bodies were pressed against each other, sharing a passionate French kiss like neither had experienced before. Allen's daughter's youthful body aroused him even more than before. She was truly stunning. He remembered what her mother had been like, nineteen years ago. Dani felt her teenage hormones urging her onward. Things were changing so quickly, and she thought- and hoped- that the next thing to go would be her virginity. She had never thought in a million years that she would lose it to her father. But she wouldn't have it any other way. Allen forced his hand under Dani's shirt and began squeezing her breasts. She let out a moan. "Oh, Daddy..." "Oh, baby girl, I love you so much..." Allen pressed his daughter's youthful body against the side of the dressing room. They were still kissing furiously, their tongues interlocked. The raging passion in his body was building up. They pulled their bodies apart, still staring at each other wildly. And then Dani ripped off her shirt, following it with her bra. Allen beheld his daughter's tits, so young and firm, staring right at him. It sent him over the edge. He began licking them, touching them, kissing them. Dani began to moan and buckle. She was so turned on that she was incapable of thinking straight, incapable of doing anything but moaning and enjoying the caressing sensation of her father's hands and tongue. Passion had taken control of Allen, too. He grabbed Dani and forced her to the floor, pulling off her skirt and underwear without a thought. His little girl laid beneath him in complete submission, and she wanted nothing more than for him to have his way with her. Allen smacked her behind. "You've been a bad, bad, girl, Danielle." "Oh...yes...Daddy..." He smacked her harder. "You need to be taught a lesson..." "Punish me, Daddy, PUNISH ME!" He flipped her over, started teasing her and placing pressure along her clitoris, sending her body into insane spasms which caused her red hair to come undone and fly all over her face. Dani's body and mind were both aching with the desire for sex. She reached her arms up and undid her father's pants, revealing his cock sticking straight out through his boxers. She pulled these down too. "Dani, it's time to teach you the last lesson," said Allen, pulling his shirt, the last garment of clothing on either of them, off. "The lesson is this." He got down on the floor and forced his cock forward into his daughter's vagina. She gasped- this was the first time a man had been inside her- but she did not bleed or experience severe pain, the dildo that she used had taken care of her cherry years ago. He started pushing, and she started moaning. "Oh!...Dad!" "Yeah, baby, come on..." "Oh! Yes! Daddy!" Their bodies moved together, all modesties or concerns about the outside world forgotten. Dani couldn't believe it, she was finally having sex. And her father was overcome by her youth, and her beauty... Dani couldn't take much more. As her father pushed harder, she felt an impending climax. "Daddy... I'm gonna cum..." "So am I, Dani...right in my daughter's little pussy..." And it happened simultaneously. The father and daughter experienced their orgasmed, his juices sweeping into her flooded pussy. Their moans started to subside, and the two of them got off of the floor, both sticky, sweaty, messes. Dani reached over and gave her father the hottest kiss of her life. "I love you, Daddy," she said, her voice filled with emotion. As Allen kissed back, he felt a pang of guilt. She was so young and fresh, and he was stealing her from the boys her age she should be with. A girl like his daughter should be the prize of a boy her own age, not that of her thirty-odd father. "Danielle," he said. "I'm sorry, but we can't do this anymore." Dani stopped pulling up her skirt to stare at her father. "Why?" "Dani, listen," he said painfully. "I love you because you're my daughter. And you love me because I'm your father. And that's the way it should stay. The things that I've done with you lately have been... amazing, to say the least... but you deserve a man your own age. And now I think you have the confidence to find one. Trust me, with your looks, it won't be hard." Dani stared at her father, a tear in her eye. "So it's over?" Her father gulped. This was the hard part. "It's over." When Dani arrived home, she went straight to her room and looked in the mirror. Staring back at her was a beautiful woman, as beautiful as her mother had been. She saw her bright green eyes, her brown hair dyed a rebellious looking red, the tops of her breasts poking out through her tank top. She smiled to herself and glanced down the hallway to Jared's bedroom. It was time to figure out if what her father had said- that it wouldn't be hard for her to find a man- was true.