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Fathers and Daughters Ch. 01

By: daveball500



Sorry I've had such a long break from writing, I don't know why in particular, but now I'm back with renewed energy and I hope you will enjoy my latest offering.

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Hi, my name is David, I'm sitting at my desk just now compiling another batch of observations for all you happy people who like to read about this kind of stuff, you know, father and daughter stuff; I know there are plenty of you out there, judging by the amount of feedback I've been getting, for those who are new to my musings though, here's a quick introduction.

I'm a fifty five year old male with an interest in sex that is still very strong for my time of life and basically, instead of being free to indulge my online pursuits further and simply add more pictures of naked lovelies to my already large collection, I'm now being tormented by the very obvious physical delights of my eighteen year old daughter Jenny; she's driving me crazy with her ripe young body, and frankly, I don't know what to do about it, the most amazing thing is that she seems to not realise the effect she has on me.

Yes I know, already you're calling me a pervert, a dirty old man, I can tell that, but before you browse somewhere else for your jollies, just give me a chance to explain and you'll see that it's not really my fault.

The background to my situation is, I've been divorced for eight years now and my sex life has become totally dependent on the offerings of the Internet, my very active imagination, and the pleasures I can conjure up with my own right hand, or maybe my left, it depends how busy I am at the keyboard usually.

Whatever did we all do before computers came along?

We had to go out and buy dirty magazines that's what, and hoped to get served by the old lady with the understanding face.

Yes indeed, let's have a big round of applause for broadband folks, from all the wankers out there!

I've always had an eye for a beautiful woman and I suppose that's where the problem stems from, you see, my daughter Jenny is just so damn gorgeous; I don't really know where she gets it from, I'm fairly ordinary looking myself and her mother was pretty, but certainly not centrefold material; somehow we managed to spawn a long legged, perfectly proportioned beauty, with a sweetly angelic face, peaches and cream skin, sparkling green eyes and straight blonde hair; I swear she looks like some kind of Swedish model straight out of a men's magazine, oh well, I've always joked about having Viking blood in me, maybe it's true.

I'll tell you about what happened recently if you promise to keep it just between us okay?

Jenny recently came home for the summer holidays from college, she wants to be a vet of all things, good luck to her is about all I can say to the idea!

She's only been back for a week and already I'm having trouble keeping my eyes off her, as soon as she walks into the room my gaze automatically locks on to her fantastic body, no matter what she's wearing, or nearly wearing, if you know what I mean.

Why is it that young girls think it's perfectly okay to prance around the house looking sexy and alluring, they wear fine make up and skimpy clothing as if it's quite a normal thing to do, it's as though they're rehearsing what it takes to get men interested in them, with little or no regard for the other men nearby, the fathers, the brothers and the uncles, is it any wonder that stories about incest are so popular?

Like many other men in similar situations, I have to make a real effort to look away before she notices my interest; women can tell when they're being checked out by a man, so I've read, but I just can't stop myself looking at Jenny, how long will it be before she starts to feel uncomfortable with me around?

Stop worrying, just enjoy the view!

If only it was that simple.

I'm on a month's leave just now from work after a company takeover, when that period is over I'll find out if I've still got a job to return to, along with my compatriots, it's not a great position to be in but there's little I can do about it; so you see, there's no way to escape Jenny easily without making up silly excuses to go out and hey, why shouldn't I enjoy being around my own home?

So I made myself think long and hard about the situation and instead of going to pieces over it I decided to do the decent thing and be up front with Jenny, I asked her to sit down for five minutes the other day to discuss a few ground rules, so that we could hopefully avoid any embarrassing moments while she's here.

"But daddy, why do we need rules, I'm just the same girl I've always been, I bit older now of course, but what's there to be embarrassed about?"

"Well that's just it darling, you are very much a young woman now, I'm very aware of that, I can assure you."

It was mid morning and we were in the kitchen, I'd been up for ages but Jenny was still fluffy around the edges from a long lie in, she seemed to stay up half the night on her computer, chatting to friends and listening to music, they all do it at that age these days.

My eyes must have been roaming along with my mind just then because she looked down at her front and then back up at me, with a faint blush rising to her cheeks, I glanced away quickly.

"I'm showing too much leg you mean?"

I looked at the floor and coughed.

"Err, perhaps."

I was leaning with my bum against the sink, with a cup of tea in one hand and Jenny was sitting on a high stool at the breakfast bar right opposite me with her back to it, she was wearing a matching set of sleep shorts and a skinny rib vest in a soft cotton material, the outfit was pink, with little faded mermaids on it, quite old and very thin, nipple sharp thin in fact and the vest fitted her snugly; it was just the kind of thing she would wear to bed in warm weather I suppose, but trying to suggest she might put a robe on over it when walking round the house was too much like giving the game away, so I had not dared to mention that yet; the four inches of bare midriff she was showing was fascinating, there's something naturally sexy I think about a smooth tummy with a deep navel.

Down boy!

Sitting like she was, with her long legs crossed at the knee and an acre of creamy thigh showing, her straight blonde hair tumbled loosely around her shoulders, she was cradling a coffee mug while scanning a trashy gossip weekly, in fact Jenny could have been a model taking a break in a photo shoot for a good quality top shelf magazine and I can assure you, they would have been glad to have her on the books; but in reality she was just my eighteen year old daughter and I was meant to be immune to such womanly charms wasn't I, but how do you do that?

"That's ridiculous daddy, I've grown up, that's all."

"Yes you have Jenny, very proud I am of you too darling, but ..."

"But?"

Her blush deepened and her nipples stood out even more as they puckered up, the outline of her wide aureoles were clearly visible through the thin vest.

"Well you know, I'm a man, you're obviously a woman now, a very lovely one at that, some lucky chap will be ..."

"Oh daddy stop, this is too awful ..!"

With that little outburst and on the verge of tears, Jenny hopped off the stool and slammed down her mug and magazine, she rushed from the kitchen and ran upstairs, leaving me with a vision of her braless tits jiggling to a halt in front of me and then two active little rabbits jogging in her pants as she rounded the kitchen door.

That went well I thought?

Later that same day, Thursday afternoon, I was indulging in my favourite hobby, sitting at the keyboard downloading pictures of beautiful girls from one of my favourite websites when someone knocked gently on the study door.

"Are you busy daddy, can I come in?"

"Yes of course darling."

I quickly switched screens to the innocent looking letter I also had up and running, I felt heat rushing to my face but managed to stay calm, I think.

"Not interrupting too much am I?"

"No no, don't be silly, just catching up on some correspondence, come on in darling."

She entered and I turned to look at her as she came towards me and sat on the spare chair, she was wearing a faded pair of old cut off jeans with ragged hems, they were brief and fitted her like a soft glove, her red and white checked shirt was tied up to show a bare midriff in typical cowgirl fashion, like you might see in any good Penthouse spread, but Jenny didn't see it that way I suppose.

"It's about this morning, our little chat."

"Oh, that, I'm sorry darling, I don't think I handled it very well did I?"

I quickly crossed my legs to disguise the lazy lob I was cultivating in my summer shorts and bumped my knee under the desk in the process.

"Ouch, this bloody desk is just not big enough."

She looked at me rather curiously but I think I got away with it.

"No, it's okay now daddy, in fact, after I'd had a little cry and a good think, I looked at myself in the mirror for a while and, well, I realise that things will never be quite the same between us again, will they?"

"No, I suppose not."

She smiled at me and my heart melted.

"I've grown up, I know, but don't get me wrong, I still feel like your little girl, deep down inside I mean, but, well my shape has changed and all that and I ..."

"It's okay Jenny, you don't have to explain any further, I think I know what you mean, let's just try to respect each other's feelings shall we and give the other person some space?"

She looked puzzled at that and I wondered if I'd said the wrong thing.

"I'm not sure quite how to put this darling but I ..."

She stood up abruptly with a flush rising to her cheeks, those golden thighs were at eye level now.

"Don't bother trying to explain, you don't want me around and that's all there is to it!"

"No of course that's not it, I just mean ..."

She looked questioningly at me and pouted, with a trembling bottom lip.

Find the right words quickly, you dickhead!

Her eyes were moist and those big lashes waved up and down like seductive fans, she rubbed her hands nervously on the fronts of her thighs, those lovely tapered thighs, with the shorts cut so high and ...

"Don't run away again, stay and talk it over with me?"

Jenny sniffed, and I thought she was going to burst into tears and dash off again, I turned away on my swivel chair to look out of the window, it was lovely outside, a gorgeous July afternoon and I needed to change the subject fast.

"It's lovely out there, why don't we ..."

Before I could finish speaking, soft hands encircled my neck and I felt the firmness of her young breasts leaning into my shoulder as she gave me a big hug.

Stay sitting down you fool, do not stand up!

"I'm sorry daddy, I'm not sure I understand the problem but I'll try not to make a nuisance of myself, you're right, we do need some space."

She leaned into me, her hands were clasped on my chest, not a million miles from my troubled groin area, so I turned my upper body towards her quickly and she pulled back a little; with her shirt gaping open like that down to the third button I risked just the briefest of looks, my mouth feeling very dry all of a sudden.

Did she notice?

"Silly me, you get back to your letter now and I'll go and get us some cold drinks, it is nice outside."

She stood on her toes to see past me out of the window and arching her exquisite form like that emphasised the cute lift of her butt.

Oh yes, thank you Lord!

She stepped back a little, and as she bent again to kiss my forehead I stole a longer look down into that inviting pink valley between her well formed tits, she wasn't wearing a bra, I guessed her to be about 34C but she didn't really need the support.

You should know Dave, after all the tits you've drooled over.

"Love you daddy."

As she walked towards the door I checked out the ragged edges of her shorts, they were only half concealing those magical creases where her buttocks became her thighs, she paused and looked back at me over her shoulder.

"Fruity?"

"Pardon?"

"Fruity, fruit juice, or milk, or a beer if you really must?"

"Oh, no, not beer, orange juice would be lovely."

"Are you sure you're okay daddy?"

"Yes, yes, I'm just a bit warm, that's all."

I was unable to control my penis and it was straining to get out, I kept my hands over my lap and pushed down, thanking God for baggy shorts, I already felt a damp patch forming from the pre come I was oozing; Jenny just didn't seem to get it, there I was, turned on by my own daughter's presence to the point of wanting to wank myself stupid, but she just breezed off without a care in the world.

Teenagers!

I heard her in the kitchen next, as she clattered some bottles around in the fridge door, I put my hand in the pocket of my shorts and gave my dick a good squeeze.

Leave it alone, she'll be back any minute!

I flicked the keys back to the other screen and a sweet young thing with black hair and slavic features was stuffing her tight looking cunt with a banana for me and a few million other online viewers, the banana was the only thing she was wearing just then, apart from a broad smile on her cute face, she was all of sixteen at a guess, but of course the website claimed she was eighteen like they always do; who the hell checks while they're all stripping out of their pretty little underwear, that's what I'd like to know?

I so wanted to get my cock out and do something that would need tissues, but I knew I couldn't with Jenny around, as I've said already, for an older guy I'm pretty horny, at least I think so anyway.

How many times a week do you masturbate, what is normal?

"Here you are daddy, I put some ice in it, and a slice of lemon."

Just in time, I'd switched screens again as she came in and handed me the cold glass, I took a long sip through the straw and tried to calm my racing heartbeat, I felt sure she would notice my agitated condition but I kept my legs crossed and hunched my body forwards to hide the problem.

"Mmmm, lovely, just what I needed."

I held the glass to my cheek and breathed out very slowly, Jenny was perched with her bum against the front of my desk, leaning back with her long legs crossed at the slender ankles, she was wearing a delicate gold chain there which I remembered buying for her wrist one birthday, I have to admit it looked much better worn like that and her bare feet and painted toe nails made me think of harem girls for some reason.

Pervert!

My face was quite close to her well toned thighs in my ungainly position and I couldn't help noticing the tiniest of pale golden hairs just catching the light there, I wondered if her pubic hair was also soft and downy, was it blonde too?

You know it will be!

Another pearl of stickiness pulsed from my bell end as I found myself pondering what my daughter's quim looked like as she stood right in front of me, I took a gulp of cold fruit juice and closed my eyes.

Keep your head Dave, think about something mundane, look out of the window again.

"Oh well father, that's me sorted with some fluids in, so I'm going out to give that exercise bike a good hammering, call me if I get too carried away won't you, half an hour should be long enough I reckon in this sun."

She plonked her empty glass on the desk and headed for the door, her hips were hypnotic once again and she blew me a kiss as she departed, I wondered what she would think if she knew I was, at that very moment, trying to figure out what kind of knickers she was wearing under those denims, if any at all.

Does she wear thongs?

I stood up and went to the open study door, I waited until I heard her open the back door, all the while rubbing my burning erection through my shorts, I was in a right state by this time and I knew I wanted to do something serious about it, but what exactly?

Jenny said half an hour, that's plenty of time!

That's right, half an hour, it would only take a few minutes once I got my cock out because I was so well primed, the easiest option was just to go back to the computer and soak up some more pictures, grab the tissue box and ...

That's boring, do something different for a change.

Yes, why not, but what exactly?

I picked up the used glasses and tiptoed quietly to the kitchen, Jenny had left the back door wide open and I could easily hear the humming noise made by the flywheel of the exercise bike out on the patio, so I kept my head low and took a careful peek out of the window.

There was my lovely daughter, only half under the big sun shade, she'd be working up quite a sweat judging by the pace she was setting; the bike was sideways on to my view, facing towards the double garage doors of our L shaped house, Jenny's shining legs were pumping up and down and her shorts were already sticking to the saddle so as to reveal the higher curve of her thigh, along with a fair slice of bum cheek.

Yes, go on girl.

Suddenly, I realised I had my hand down the front of my shorts and was holding my stiffness, only a few feet separated us and yet I wanted to flip myself out and have a wank right there and then, I could easily get off just by watching my daughter's body moving, her tits were on the loose inside the small shirt, her thighs were a golden blur, I wanted to spurt all over the kitchen floor right then but it was just too damn risky!

Chicken!

I couldn't do it, she only had to stop for a few seconds and she might hear my heavy breathing.

Pussy!

What if I was right on the vinegar stroke and she hopped off the bike to come inside for another drink?

Stop dithering!

Then it hit me, if I went up to Jenny's room which was right above the garage, I'd have a full frontal view of her on the bike, yes, go for it!

I took the stairs two at a time and nearly tripped on the top landing because my shorts were half way down my legs by then, I threw them into my bedroom as I passed the open doorway, then I strolled calmly into my daughter's room with my hard on bobbing from under my tee shirt lewdly; as I stood in front of her full length mirror I gave myself quite a start.

You dirty old bastard!

My reflection was quite impressive though, not bad for someone of my age, I stood there with my hips thrusting a couple of times and sucked in my belly as much as possible, I turned through ninety degrees and examined my reflection, I moved my hips from side to side and let my meaty cock slap against my thighs a few times; I've got a good eight inches down below when it's erect, with a very loose foreskin that I can pull right back to the base and I did exactly that as I looked at my shining pink bell end, I wanked slowly and luxuriously for a minute and thought about Jenny in those skimpy pyjama's earlier in the day.

She's bloody gorgeous man!

Behind me on the bed, the mirror revealed an assortment of discarded clothing which included the pj's she'd worn that morning, a lot of it was skimpy stuff and included underwear, Jenny was never known for being tidy in her room, I ran my fingers over the soft pink sleep shorts and actually picked them up for a sniff, it was the first time I had ever done that with any of Jenny's things and I knew it was so wrong, but so exciting at the same time and my dick pulsed warmly in my hand.

Have a look in her underwear drawer while the coast is clear.

I was torn between that idea and Jenny on the bike.

Stop wasting time!

I turned and edged carefully towards the window with my burning prick in one hand and the sleep shorts held to my nose, I peered cautiously round the curtain until I could look down to the patio and see Jenny.

Look at those shorts riding up!

I rubbed myself harder as I took in the amazing sight of my eighteen year old daughter pumping away on the bike, she was really giving it some effort and from that angle I could see her tits moving freely inside the shirt, she'd opened a fourth button for more ventilation and there was only the knotted part above her tummy that was keeping them from spilling out, it was a pity I'd left those mini binoculars of mine in the car, I could have zoomed right in.


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Fucking amazing though, even like that!

I continued to stroke my cock as I watched her, every now and then she would slow the pedalling rate and look up as she took a couple of deep breaths, she kept her eyes closed as she did this which was just as well, considering how she was facing directly towards the window from where I was peeping.

How long has she been at it now?

I don't wear a watch normally, so I paused just long enough to look at Jenny's bedside clock, how long had I been in her room, three minutes, maybe five?

Just beyond the clock I spotted a red bra lying in a tangle, I picked it up for a closer look, it was pretty and very lacy, with delicate, almost see through cups, I held it up to my face and breathed in her fragrance, the bra smelt all girlie and perfumed, I turned it over to find the label, Marks & Spencer - Dream Time - 34C, bingo!

I took another quick look outside and Jenny was still going strong so I watched her lithe body a while longer, the way that her blonde hair tickled her golden thighs was lovely as she pumped; the denim material bunched up very tightly between her legs and I wondered about girls riding bikes, girls riding horses, she had a smile on her face and you know what they say ...

Suddenly, I felt that familiar little tingle that a man gets when orgasm is imminent, it's almost like someone has flipped a micro switch and you know there's no turning back, then I realised that I had unconsciously wrapped her soft red bra around my dick and was pumping away into it.

Oh yes, you dirty bastard!

I looked quickly again at the clock, I looked down at Jenny, sweat was glistening in her cleavage, although I couldn't see any nipple.

Beautiful!

Like most men who masturbate, and let's be honest here, most of us do, it was at this point that I had only a few milliseconds left to think about where I was going to deposit my muck, I was in my daughter's bedroom and I obviously wanted to avoid leaving evidence on the bedspread, or the pale carpet.

Quickly!

I don't know about you, but I like a bit of comfort when I'm about to come.

Stop talking you wanker!

Some guys like to stand up, some can do it almost anywhere, in any position, personally, I quite like to sit down when I spurt, perhaps it's all those hours surfing porn, I'm not too sure.

It's coming!

I had no more time to ponder because I was going to blow, so I sat down on the bed and reached for the tissue box.

Oh fuck it's empty, fucking useless teenagers!

I had no choice but to fill the delicate folds of my daughter's bra with my thick seed as it gushed out, there was loads of it as well, way too much to just catch in my hand; so that's exactly what I did, I clutched my vomiting pink organ with the soft bra in my left hand and as I put out my right hand to steady myself, my fingers strayed under the edge of Jenny's pillow and came up against something solid.

Never, it couldn't be?

I panted and squeezed my cock hard and as I finally stopped spunking into my daughter's pretty underwear, I pulled the shiny vibrator out from under her pillow and held it under my nose in wonderment.

Well, wouldn't you give it a sniff?

"Jenny, dear Jenny, whatever am I going to do with you?"

"Dad?"

What the fuck?

"Daddy?"

I just kept quiet as Jenny shouted out again, it sounded like she was in the kitchen!

"I've finished outside, I'm going up for a shower now!"

Why not tell all the neighbours?

In a blind panic I dropped to the floor on my knees by the bed, hoping not to drip on the carpet, right where she was bound to see it.

Get out of her room quickly you prawn!

I literally shuffled on my knees towards the door in a blind panic, I scrambled to my feet then and scurried quickly back to my own bedroom, still clutching the spunk filled bra to my privates, what a sight I would have made if we had met on the landing, but thankfully, Jenny paused for long enough in the kitchen to get another drink.

I just made it in time and closed my door before I heard Jenny coming up the stairs, I held my breath behind the door and listened, luckily she went straight into the bathroom and I heard the shower being switched on, now my daughter always takes her time in the shower so I knew I had some time to sort things out.

Phew, that was close though!

I cleaned myself up and quickly donned a fresh pair of shorts, I considered going back into Jenny's room to check for any clues of my dirty deed, but it was a bit too risky, so I slipped quietly down to the kitchen with the spunk soaked bra, I had to do something about washing it out before Jenny noticed it missing; so there I was at the kitchen sink, hand washing my daughter's underwear to get rid of the foul signs of my lustful outrage.

Plonker!

I gave the bra a good old boogie, with it being bright red, I wouldn't want to put it in with the other laundry now would I?

I did the best I could to squeeze it really dry and then crept back upstairs to hang it up in the airing cupboard, half concealed behind the hot tank, something as flimsy as that would soon dry in there, hopefully I'd be able to throw it back into her room at some point without attracting attention and even if she found it on the floor she'd never know the truth about how it got there.

I really felt so much better after emptying my sack, it was the first time I'd done anything like that where Jenny was physically concerned and surprisingly, I only felt slightly guilty; I mean some fathers are much less able to control themselves than me, if even a tiny fraction of the incest stories I've read are anything to go by, anyway, the rest of the day passed off normally, without any further incidents.

In the evenings we often inhabit separate rooms of the house, either watching our own television shows or using our own computers, you know the sort of thing, I'm sure it can't be at all unusual in these days of multi channel viewing, we have everything digital at our fingertips that we could ever need.

The following day was Friday and we somehow managed to stay out of each other's hair quite easily until the evening, we were having a light meal outside in the cool air and Jenny dropped a surprise on me.

"Daddy, will it be alright if I have a friend over this weekend?"

"It already is the weekend sweetheart."

"Yeah, sorry for the short notice, I mean for Saturday and into Sunday, you didn't have anything planned did you?"

"No, I suppose not, who did you have in mind darling, someone I know?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure you must remember Melanie, from my days in the sixth form?"

"Melanie, oh yes, indeed I do remember her, how is she?"

I remembered Melanie okay, a pretty girl with dark hair and big knockers, even at the tender age of fifteen, I watched her and Jenny on the trampoline we had out the back many times; Melanie had to stop every now and then to adjust her bra and they both giggled about it, I wonder if they knew I was watching so closely as I pretended to read my book, while all the time I was trying to catch the fascinating angles they were presenting me with!

"What's she doing now?"

"She's training as a beauty therapist, studying really hard, wants to work at a posh health farm."

"Really, how interesting."

"Urgh, not for me, rubbing cream into a load of old fatties must be horrible."

"It's not just fat people that go to such places you know, there are celebrities, football players and other sporting types, not to mention well healed business people with plenty of money."

"It sounds as though you're suggesting it's a good way for a girl to find a wealthy man?"

"Well, no, not specifically, but it must be quite likely if you work in such an environment all the time."

"Oh, I see, so now you want me to do something like that instead of becoming a smelly old vet, is that it?"

Jenny was so quick to take things the wrong way.

"No darling, not at all, calm down, being a vet is a perfectly honourable occupation, but maybe not so, err, rewarding perhaps?"

"If you mean rewarding as in money in the bank, then I don't care about that, it's what I want to do and I'm going to do it!"

"Okay okay, no problem, just remember this little chat one rainy day though when you've got to stick your arm up a cow's backside in some muddy field."

"Oh I will, don't you worry!"

Jenny jumped up from the table in a right temper and glared at me with hands on hips, her short skirt was pleated, making her look like a cheerleader.

"I'd rather be doing that to an animal that needs my help, instead of rubbing oil into the arse crack of some rich old bastard who wants me to roll him over and look at his hardon, thank you very much!"

With that final thought she flounced indoors, leaving me with a rather vivid picture in my mind of her in a crisp white uniform, wanking off some fat old bloke on a massage table, I actually felt a warm glow begin down below again.

That old bloke could be you mate.

I thought a bit more about that and then pictured Melanie too, in the same way, her big tits straining the top of her uniform zip, leaning over the other edge of the table and showing Jenny how to skilfully hide the patient's genitals with the small towel.

I'll have some of that please.

"Oh well, I'll wash up again Jenny dear, don't you worry your pretty little head about it."

I didn't actually shout that out loud, it was more of a quiet moan really.

I didn't hear or see any more of my feisty daughter that evening, she stayed in her room and I just watched the telly, I was fairly bushed, so I thought I'd just get turned in quietly and read for half an hour.

It was another warm night, so I didn't bother with a vest or anything else, I just pulled the single sheet up to my waist and propped myself up on two pillows.

It had been quite an interesting couple of days, like any teenage girl, Jenny can easily go a long time without saying very much, but we had actually talked about things a bit, it was just a shame we had argued each time.

Yeah, and you masturbated into her bra remember!

Oh my, so I did, I got so turned on by my lovely daughter that I couldn't stop myself being an animal and doing that, of all things, I hadn't even seen her naked yet, but just the promise of what she had under those brief clothes was enough to drive me to such depravity.

But she's bloody gorgeous and she struts around looking like a Playboy model most of the time!

Even so, I should have shown more control, it was pathetic of me.

Just at that point I heard the toilet flush and there was a gentle tapping on my bedroom door.

"Daddy, are you still awake?"

I quickly positioned my paperback over my groin area and raised one knee beneath the sheet because my thoughts about Jenny had got me feeling warm again, I seem to have so little control lately.

"Yes, I'm awake, did you want something Jenny?"

"Can I come in, we need to talk I think."

"We do?"

Her sweet face appeared round the door.

"You know, never go to sleep on an argument and all that."

"Yes of course darling, come in."

The door opened fully and in walked this blonde vision of loveliness which was my daughter, her blonde hair hung loosely around her shoulders over the short white cotton nightie, it had little sleeves edged with pink bows, sort of in the style of a Swiss milkmaid, it was a kind of baby doll really I suppose, very feminine, with lace along the bottom hem, she flashed me her white panties very briefly as she turned to close the door, and her silly great slippers which resembled pink fluffy pigs were amazing, they distracted my lustful thoughts for a moment or two.

"What is it darling?"

Jenny came towards me in the warm bedside lamplight with her face lowered and her hands clasped meekly in front of her, the nightie only just covered her knickers when she was standing up straight like that and I felt myself stirring beneath the sheet rather worryingly, I kept the book well in place to hide my problem, which meant I didn't have a spare hand to pull the sheet up over my bare chest even.

She's seen that much before, stop worrying.

"I'm sorry about storming off earlier."

"That's alright love, no harm done."

She raised her face and I then realised she was made up to the nines, lipstick, eye shadow, blusher, the lot, all perfectly framed by her long blonde hair which was held back above her cute ears with silver slides.

"I was just practising with some makeup, in case Melanie wants to go out on Saturday night."

"Yes of course, just a bit of a surprise that's all."

My God, she looks fantastic, those lips could ...

Without waiting to be asked, she kicked off the big slippers and sat on the bed to my left and started to shuffle around, she was trying to get comfortable without blatantly flashing her knickers in my face, so I edged myself slightly to the right while keeping the book firmly in place; eventually she somehow finished up with her legs widely crossed at the ankles, like a little girl at assembly in school, but she kept her hands on the lower front edge of the nightie to keep it pulled down over her crotch modestly.

Good girl ... but nice to watch.

She managed to cover her pants okay, but pulling the front down like that only served to emphasise her proud tits and once again we had nipple shock!

"Now, speak, I can take it, whatever you've got to say."

Are you sure about that David?

"Well, it's about me being a vet and all that ..."

"Yes?"

"You do think it's okay don't you, really I mean?"

"Yes of course I do, you'll make me very proud when you qualify."

"Huh, there's a long way to go yet daddy."

She fluttered her lashes at me and her green eyes sparkled.

"That doesn't matter, you'll get there."

"You think so?"

"Of course, as long as you keep studying hard."

"I suppose so."

"Good, so, what else is bothering you then, it's not like you to come to me and start a conversation, it's usually the other way round if anything."

"Yes, I suppose it is."

"And?"

"Sorry about the rows ..."

"Me too darling, and?"

"And I've just finished chatting to Melanie online and we were swapping ideas, you know ..."

"With Melanie?"

"Yes."

There was a long pause, Jenny was having trouble coming clean about something, so I braced myself for whatever she was about to hit me with.

"What kind of ideas?"

"Oh, you know, career stuff, what to do with my life and all that."

"Let me guess, you've changed your mind about being a vet?"

"Well, kind of ..."

"And now you want to do what Melanie's doing instead, because she's told you how great it is?"

"Not exactly ..."

"Well, you'll have to tell me, I'm not a mind reader and ..."

"I want to be a model."

Wow, I didn't see that one coming!

"Oh, a fashion model, hence the make up?"

"Not exactly ..."

"Well you've got the looks for it, that's for sure."

"You think so?"

"Of course, you're lovely, ugh, I mean I can well imagine you on a catwalk, and magazines are full of adverts with gorgeous girls doing hair stuff and all those other beauty products."

"That's the first time you've ever called me gorgeous."

"Well you are, it's a fact."

"Oh good, because it's glamour daddy, I want to do nude stuff."

My jaw just dropped and my mouth gaped open.

"Say something daddy, this is important."

"Nude stuff?"

"Yes, while I'm young, I'm eighteen, so it is legal, but you have to start as soon as possible in the business to get anywhere."

She was smiling at me, looking more animated than I'd seen her for a long time.

"Let me guess, Melanie's been telling you things?"

"Yes actually, she's met several girls in the business through her beauty stuff and it's fairly easy to get into if you have a few contacts like that."

I was very sceptical about it all and I'm sure my face must have made that quite obvious.

"Well, what do you think?"

Jenny was getting more agitated as my silence continued, as I looked at her lovely face and thought about what she was suggesting, my penis started to thicken properly beneath the sheet and I kept the book firmly over it.

"Oooh you, this is ... awful!"

As she spat out the last word her arms flew up in the air in frustration, releasing the lower hem of the nightie and uncovering her panty covered crotch to my eyes.

Don't look ... too late, you looked!

Jenny saw how my eyes drifted downwards but instead of covering back up in a hurry, she slowly used her hands to gather up her golden hair and pile it on top of her head like a model in a photo shoot, she looked at me confidently and pushed her chest out provocatively, her knickers were plain white and quite thin, making it possible to see the rough outline of her pussy through them and I felt my heart lurch.

"I don't know what to say Jenny."

"I can do it dad, look at me, it's okay."

She stood up and gave me a slow twirl, pausing to assume a couple of classic poses along the way, one knee forward to emphasise her hips; playing with her hair and then allowing it to tumble back around her shoulders; one finger held to her luscious painted lips and then bending forward suddenly with the nightie tucked into her crotch and a whole lot of cleavage on display, the show was seriously affecting my manhood and I actually felt myself blushing as I watched.

"I shouldn't be looking at you like this Jenny, it's all wrong."

"No, it's okay, lots of the girls are looked after by their fathers, I want you to do the same and be my manager."

"What?"

"Really, I want you to look after me each day, be my minder and my friend at the same time, be someone I can trust, to avoid being exploited and all that sort of thing."

"Aha, I see, anything else?"

"No, that about covers it, it should be easy, Melanie's already done some part time photo shoots and her dad manages her, it works."

She plonked down on the bed again, on her knees this time, dragging the sheet half off me and almost exposing my predicament, but I held onto it and raised my left leg slightly to disguise things.

"So what do you think?"

Her eager young face was flushed with the moment and I really didn't want to rain on her parade, I wasn't going to shout at her or say anything outrageous, I've always tried to treat her like a grown up and now she was one, but I had to take some time to think this over.

"I need to have a think about this Jenny, I ..."

"What's to think about, I've got the goods, all we have to do is package it correctly and rake in the money, I'm not talking about getting into porn here, there's a huge demand still for tasteful glamour, the Internet is bursting with it!"

I didn't need to be told that, least of all by my own daughter!

"So all I have to do is accompany you to venues and locations, that sort of thing, keep a wary eye open for sexual predators, ferry you around and help look after your wardrobe."

"That's it, you're good with money and accounting, it would be easy for you, why not do something less strenuous at your time of life?"

"I'm not exactly a Chelsea pensioner young lady!"

"No I know you're not, but you're not getting any younger either, there's a lot of dosh to be made in this, Melanie's already discovered that and if we handle it well you might never have to work hard again daddy."

"Mmmmm."

I was thinking about it more seriously by this time and the prospect of getting out of my boring old lifestyle did sound quite appealing.

"Of course you'll have to get used to being around me while I'm naked."

Urghhhh!

Hearing that made my cock lurch under the book and my face felt hot again, my mouth fell open and I stared at her dumbly.

"It's okay, we'll both have to learn to handle that, Melanie did with her dad."

Oh really ... how exactly does that go?




Fathers and Daughters Ch. 01



"Do you want me to start now?"

She sat up on her haunches and grasped the lower edge of her nightie with both hands, my eyes opened wider as she slowly began to raise it, her flat tummy was exposed and drew my gaze and I couldn't stop myself watching as she bunched it up until the pale under slopes of her breasts were just coming into view ... and there she paused.

"Well, should I go all the way?"

Gulp!

"I know you've been watching me lately."

How much does she know?

"I saw you looking down from my window."

Oh my God, I didn't leave the vibrator out on the bed ... did I?

With her knees together like that, at least I wasn't forced to stare at her crotch but she kept the nightie poised at the critical level of her breasts and I just didn't know which way this situation was going to go next.

"Jenny darling, is this really necessary?"

"I want you to take this seriously dad, it's a good idea, but not one we can put off for a few years, we have to act now, while I'm ripe."

What a choice of words!

My mind was toying with the idea of being around my daughter every day as she pranced around in flimsy underwear and stockings, posing for cameras in all those ways I was so familiar with from my lifelong interest in girlie magazines, my dick wanted to play peek-a-boo under the sheet more urgently and I pushed the book down right over it again, then I started to worry about leaving a tell tale wet patch on the plain sheet.

Have to keep it there now mate.

She was looking down curiously now, maybe she thought my posture looked funny, she'd noticed my slight adjustment, was I looking as warm as I felt, did I have a bead of sweat on my top lip?

"Still reading those fantasy novels I see?"

"Yes, you know me, I like a good trilogy, something that lasts me a while."

"What's this one about, dragon's again?"

She reached out to touch the book with her left hand while keeping the nightie poised with her right.

"Yes, there's usually a dragon or two knocking about somewhere in one of these."

My voice sounded thick and odd, even to me, she held the edge of the book and tugged slightly, trying to take it from me but I wouldn't let go, only that small item and the thin sheet separated her slender fingers from my erection and I was panicking.

"Let's have a look then, come on!"

She tugged a bit more and I resisted again, then as her grip slipped I gasped and flinched and she suddenly realised why the book was there.

"Oh my!"

Oh no!

"You're har ..."

Oh yes!

She looked very seriously at my face and I lowered my eyes in shame.

"Melanie said this would happen, there is a cure though."

Before I could say or do anything else, she pulled the nightie over her head and dropped it to the floor, then she looked down at her bare breasts, they were magnificent, they were rounded, they were full, they were thrusting, she saw my look of approval and touched her nipples one at a time, making them pucker up for me on purpose.

"Jenny, what are you ..?"

"Do you like them, will they earn us a fortune do you think?"

"They're ... very lovely."

Gulp ... throb!

She wasn't blushing about it or anything!

"Melanie says they're good, you should see her tits though, they are amazing."

I'd love to!

"If you're horny dad, because of me, you shouldn't hide it, we should confront it together, it's all part of the process of working together, Melanie told me."

"Oh really, Melanie seems to have all the answers."

"She does know what she's talking about daddy, she's been through all the same stages with her own father."

I couldn't believe I was having this conversation with my eighteen year old daughter, while she was kneeling on my bed nearly naked and I was ogling her lovely tits.

"Remind me please, how much older than you the wise Melanie happens to be?"

"She's nineteen, but ever so worldly."

"Of course she is."

"Stop mocking me father, this is serious."

"Oh I know that right enough."

I was looking at her lovely tits as we spoke, she looked down at my groin again and made a hand movement towards the book which caused me to shift nervously.

"It's quite normal for a man to react this way to a nude woman."

"Not when she's his daughter!"

"It's okay, it's just a mechanical reaction to the chemistry of our bodies, as long as our minds can handle the rights and wrongs there's no problem."

"You think so?"

"Yes, I don't mind you looking at my body, how can I if I'm prepared to offer myself naked for the camera, all you have to do is get over the initial shock of seeing me like this, as time goes by it will get much easier, Melanie said it worked with her dad."

"I'd like to meet this father daughter pair, they sound very special."

"Oh goody, we could have them both over this weekend, you can ask all the questions you like and get real answers, how about it?"

"Perhaps we should, if you're really serious about this darling then we need to get all the advice we can."

"I am serious daddy, would I be doing this for you otherwise?"

She looked down at her front again and then back up at me, she smiled and batted her eyelashes for the full effect, then she very cleverly turned sideways on to me and shucked off her knickers so quickly that I couldn't get a glimpse of anything vital, she got back up on her knees and sat back on her heels, there was no sign of any pubic hair at the base of her belly but I couldn't see between her legs properly.

"I'm still very dubious about this Jenny."

"Maybe your mind is, but right now your cock is thinking differently."

"Jenny!"

"What, can't I say cock, I'm eighteen daddy, cock, cock, cock ... hard cock, big cock, thick cock."

"Yes okay, you've made your point."

She shimmied her shoulders at me, making her breasts sway invitingly and my gaze locked on again.

"Right now father you have a decision to make."

"I told you, I need to think this over carefully."

"You have to decide whether you're going to order me back to my room ... or move over a bit, and you've got about five seconds."

"Jenny, this is crazy, please don't ..."

"Time's nearly up?"

She then grabbed the edge of the sheet with her face close to mine and her left nipple touching my upper arm like a red hot poker, her intention seemed clear but I couldn't believe she would do such a thing, I had to do something positive, but what?

"Too late, move over."

All of a sudden I was trying to hold down the sheet as she tried to lift it, we were all arms and legs for thirty seconds and of course I let go of the book, I saw it slide to the edge of the bed as my naked daughter slid under the sheet beside me.

"Oh daddy, you naughty thing, you're not even wearing shorts."

My mind was whirling, I tried to hold the sheet close to me as a barrier between her skin and mine but it was impossible, she leaned in towards me with her warm breasts pressing into my arm and her smooth leg sliding up mine, I quickly raised my right leg to try to disguise things but it was a waste of time really because the little wigwam with the damp patch at the top was all too obvious.

"Oh, is that all my fault or does the book have dirty bits?"

She peered across at the paperback, there was a scantily clad slave girl on the cover but it was only mildly erotic in places, I assured her of that to ease my conscience.

"It's okay, you're a grown up, if the heroine has big tits and loses her clothes frequently why should I care?"

"It's not that kind of book, honestly."

"Oh, but you do read that kind sometimes I expect?"

"Err, maybe."

"Everyone needs a little fun from somewhere daddy, I'm not shocked."

You would be if you saw my electronic porn collection!

Her left hand went under the sheet and touched my thigh.

"Jenny ..!"

"We have to get it over with daddy."

"No you can't ..!"

"So, if it's not the book then, this is my fault?"

She had grasped my erection without any warning and I flinched like a schoolboy with his first girlfriend behind the bike sheds.

"I've never touched a real penis before in my whole life and I'm eighteen, my God, it shouldn't be like that!"

My pulse was racing and I felt almost panicked enough to leap out of bed and lock myself in the bathroom but her soft fingers gripping my cock felt so fucking good!

"If I become a model and you help out, this will happen quite often I expect, you getting an erection I mean, but you'll get over it, skin is just skin after all, I'll help you to get over it."

"But this is wrong Jenny, I'm your father."

"I've already told you, it's okay, it's just mechanical."

As she spoke she calmly wanked my cock.

"Melanie helps her dad all the time with the tensions, plus of course, I might not be the only nude girl on the set, you might see others, you might need help with this regularly and Melanie says it's not incest if there's no penetration."

Her warm breasts felt wonderful against my arm and I looked at her sweet face and gulped as my daughter squeezed my cock, my mouth felt so dry I needed a drink of something, so I put my right hand out for the glass of water on my bedside table and as I was distracted by nearly knocking the glass over, the little minx used her other hand to raise the sheet and have a proper look at me.

"Oooh, it's lovely, the head is so pink and smooth."

"Jenny no darling, you can't do that."

"Please daddy?"

She pushed the sheet down and as my camouflage was removed, the true extent of my condition was exposed to us both, my prick looked quite big with her small hand round it, and as she played with me, more slippery fluid seeped from my bell end and she used her fingers to spread it and test it, she put her fingers to her nose and sniffed my pre come and I thought she was going to taste it for a second or two.

"Amazing ... so slippery?"

"Jenny, you should stop that."

"You don't sound very convincing father."

"I mean it Jenny."

She looked up at my face and pouted, then she took her hand off my cock and pushed the sheet down further to expose her own lower body, of course I looked down at her, I couldn't stop myself!

Still looking up at my face, she watched my eyes widen with desire as she parted her legs just enough to slip her left hand between them, I watched as her hand moved down there and I thought I could hear a wet sound but it might have been my imagination running riot, the effect was electric on me and before I knew it I'd taken hold of my hard cock in my right hand and started to masturbate.

"Yes daddy, it's okay to be honest about it."

She looked down at my moving hand and shuffled her body next to mine in such a natural way that I raised my left arm so she could snuggle her face into my ribs for a closer look, her fingers were busy between her thighs and my self control was rapidly leaving town, I gave up to the moment and told myself this must only be allowed to happen once, think of it as sex education for your daughter.

My daughter!

Jenny lowered her head more towards my tummy as she watched me wanking, her soft blonde tresses were silky on my skin and she was breathing rapidly, my left hand just fell automatically to the curve of her hip and I felt the soft skin there come alive under my touch, I trailed my fingertips into the warm divide at the top of her bum cheeks and felt the traces of soft down she has there, fascinating!

"What about the water, I'm thirsty as well?"

I let my cock go for a moment to reach for the water and as I took a swallow we both watched it pulsing, seemingly with a mind of it's own.

"Wow, that's wicked!"

"Do you want some water?"

My erection jerked again and another clear drop of fluid emerged, Jenny gasped.

"Yes please."

I held the glass to her lips and she drank, her body was trembling so much that a few drops escaped her ruby red lips and landed on my tummy, she giggled and I put the glass back on the bedside table, just as her left hand found my cock again, this time her fingers were slick with her own juices and it felt silky as hell on my hard shaft as she circled the crown and squeezed.

"Oh Jenny, if you do that any more I'm going to make a mess and embarrass us both."

My breathing was ragged, my balls were churning.

"I don't expect you to stop now daddy, I'm not a torturer, you deserve a reward for being so understanding and not shouting at me."

"Jenny ..."

"Go on, show me how you do it yourself when you're alone, I know most men do, I'll just watch, I won't interfere, please?"

What else could I do?

She let go of me again and started to caress her tits, playing with the hard nipples, then she decided to lean up on her right arm and look down as I took myself in hand again, her breasts were hanging like ripe fruit and my eyes took in every minute detail, her legs were squirming about and I still hadn't managed to see her cunt but that could be another time, something to look forward to ...

Bloody pervert ... you said just once!

Just as I realised what I'd fantasised about, I spurted all over my belly, it took Jenny a bit by surprise I think but she squealed in delight and lowered her face closer as the last of my load ran over my hand and down my shaft.

"Oh daddy, that's amazing, are you alright, was it a good one?"

I didn't answer, I didn't need to, my face must have said it all I think, but I can tell you, it was the most satisfying orgasm I'd had in ages.

"There's not very much come is there, I thought there'd be a lot more than that?"

There would have been dearest, if I hadn't filled your bra with spunk yesterday!

"Err, sometimes there's more than that."

I was panting and I reached for the tissue box, my cock slowly deflating on my belly and Jenny mesmerised by it.

"I want to watch it as it goes down, look, your balls are actually moving, wow!"

She shuffled further down the bed next to me and stretched out on her front with her chin on my thigh, I was treated now to the long view down her back, I could make out all her vertebra clearly because she hasn't an ounce of excess weight anywhere, the twin moons of her buttocks were smooth and rounded and they moved slightly as she shifted her position just enough to slide her right arm under her body.

As my erection faded and my breathing calmed I closed my eyes to bask in the moment, after a little while I felt her head come off my leg and I looked down to see my daughter burying her face in the sheet, she was moaning ever so quietly as her fingers busied themselves between her legs, her buttocks were clenching now and then in time to some of her movements and I just stayed quiet and watched.

I thought about sliding down the bed and having a look from the other direction but that would have been so gross and might even have worried her enough to break the spell, so I just lay there and listened to my daughter bringing herself up to a climax, the moaning got louder and her lower body squirmed a lot more.

It was an incredibly sexy situation for me and if I hadn't just blown my load I would have been hard as iron again, but instead I just enjoyed the intimacy of the moment.

"oh, oh daddy, daddy, oh yesssss."

Jenny's legs suddenly pressed tightly together as she hissed and gasped with her forehead pressing into the mattress and her back slightly arched, her hand was trapped somewhere between her legs and I watched as her buttocks quivered a couple of times, I rolled towards her and put a soothing hand on the nape of her neck and this brought another shudder of pleasure from her.

We stayed exactly like that for a couple of minutes as her breathing slowly returned to normal, then she turned her face up towards me and blew hair away from her mouth, the lipstick hadn't smudged at all and her face positively glowed with that silly expression that some women exude after a good fucking.

"You seemed to be in need of that my girl?"

"You can say that again, though I didn't intend to let things go so far when I came in here, I only wanted to talk to you about being a model, honestly dad."

"Yes, well, it happened and that's that, we'll have to discuss the details and your ideas in the morning, now we should get to bed, in our own beds I mean."

"I'm glad I told you though daddy, it's been on my mind for a while but I knew you wouldn't entertain the idea while I was still a minor."

"No I most certainly would not!"

"Exactly, that's exactly why I want you involved in this, because I know I can trust you, feel safe with you."

"But I'm your father."

"Not all fathers can be trusted, I've known girls who have had to escape, some of them have to leave home, it's the only way because they can't even get their mums to accept the truth about what happens when they're not looking."

"You're not joking are you?"

"No, I'm not, unfortunately."

While Jenny was bringing herself up to orgasm I had quietly wiped myself off with tissues and I'd then pulled a corner of the sheet across my lap, just for the sake of some modesty, now we were actually bemoaning the fate of other young girls who fall prey to lustful fathers but we'd just been indulging in sexual activity ourselves!

Most confusing ...

"Come on now Jenny, it's late."

"Oh daddy, I want to talk some more."

"No, it can wait until the morning."

I put on the sternest look I could muster and she slipped gracefully to the edge of the bed to reach down for her clothing.

"If you insist."

With a huge amount of self control I looked away across my right shoulder as Jenny got up off the bed, I counted to ten and looked back just as the nightie was being dropped over her head, she had her back to me and the panties were already on, I watched as she smoothed the nightie down and arranged her hair.

Jenny yawned then and stretched very slowly, with her arms raised high and her knickers on show again, she turned to me and gave me the full pouting look with those big round eyes of hers.

"Are you sure about this daddy, I mean you don't want me to sleep in here or anything, to get used to our new arrangement a bit more?"

"No, we'll talk about it tomorrow, now off you go."

"Okay then."

She finally gave in and I watched in the soft light as she slowly padded towards the door and collected her silly slippers, my eyes followed her every step of the way, deep inside I wanted to call her back, to lie beside me again, I mean I'd barely laid a finger on her had I?

No, but you wanked off for her didn't you!

So, like a sensible old fart, I did the right thing and let her go back to her own room for the night, at the door she paused and turned back to face me, she held the hem of her nightie down and pushed her chest out again.

"They've filled out a lot in the last two years haven't they daddy."

I nodded like an oaf, her nipples were protruding again and I was gawping, Jenny seems to have hard nipples most of the time, is that a medical thing, is there a name for it?

"It must have been then that you last saw them, I'm sure you remember when my top came off in the swimming pool on holiday that time?"

"Goodnight Jenny."

"Night night daddy, thanks again for being so nice, love you."

"Love you too sweetheart."

I tried to settle down, to put the guilty thoughts aside in my mind in a locked commpartment somewhere, I hadn't invited her to my room, I did nothing to lead her on, she took her own nightie off, this must never happen again, I did what I did only at her request and that should be the end of it.

Keep talking sunshine, you might convince yourself it's okay if you try hard enough.

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Fathers and Daughters Ch. 02



Here's the second instalment of my sordid tale, the road to debauchery is easy to travel once you get started I'm afraid, I hope you're not too shocked, it wasn't all my fault you see.

I slept well that night, surprisingly well in fact, I know I was feeling guilty about what Jenny and I had allowed to happen in my bedroom, but I woke up on Saturday morning feeling great, I always get up at six, whatever day of the week, I love the early mornings when everything is quiet.

Good time of day for private stuff?

I didn't wake up with an erection for one thing, that in itself is unusual, you see, even though I'm in my fifties, I still have a very strong sex drive.

Is that the reason for all the porn on your PC David?

It's not porn, but I will admit I just never seem to tire of looking at erotic images.

It's porn, you wanker!

I spend several hours each week I suppose searching for great pictures to download and save, all free ones of course.

Tight bastard!

One thing I do insist on is choosing good looking women, I can't abide some of the uglier stuff on the net, the really crude stuff, it does nothing much for me to look at fat old slappers doing this that and whatever else, sorry folks, but that's just me, give me a gorgeous Playboy centrefold anytime, the quality of the girls always shows through and I happen to think that's important.

Each to his own.

I also think that video is not half as big as everybody claims, I know it can be horny to see all the action going on and that's what a lot of people want to jack off to, but there's still something hugely exciting about a good erotic story or a good quality still picture that your eyes can drink in slowly; a few years ago they were in abundance in top shelf magazines, dirty stories accompanied by pictures featuring lovely models, I'd love to see a revival of all that, I've often thought of turning my writing efforts to that very thing.

Stop going on, they want the story now.

I went to the bathroom and did my usual morning routine, my prick smelt like an old herring, my loosely hooded foreskin traps smells easily and because I hadn't washed it after my orgasm with Jenny it was ...

Oh my God, my orgasm with Jenny!

For those of you who missed the previous chapter, Jenny is my eighteen year old daughter ... yes, I did say daughter ... she has fantastic looks and I can hardly keep my eyes off her, now she tells me she wants to be a glamour model, with me as her manager!

As I stood under the shower spray getting clean, the reality of last night's dirty deed hit me like a ton of bricks, my daughter and I had played with each other sexually!

Not quite true, you never touched her, it was the other way round.

That's right, it was her who touched me, it wasn't my fault.

Noooooo, of course not.

She took her nightie off and climbed in beside me, I didn't invite her!

You showed her your cock though, your excited cock.

She wanted to see it!

Why was it excited, why was your cock hard David?

Because ... because of her, because my daughter turns me on.

Pervert!

I'm sorry, it won't happen again!

No?

No!

What about the next time she comes to you, what will you do then?

No way, there'll be no next time, I'm going to stop this before it goes any further, Jenny talking about being a nude model and earning loads of money is ridiculous, me as her manager indeed, no I don't think so.

Filled with a new found resolve and eager to put the guilty part behind me, I dressed in loose shorts and an old tee shirt and went down for some breakfast, in the early morning I knew I'd have some time alone before Jenny emerged for the day, so I took my toast and coffee into the study and flashed up the PC.

I was just about to log on to one of my favourite girly sites as I often do first thing, net traffic is minimal then and everything seems to come through faster; then I thought about the Jenny situation and paused, I realised I needed to use this time to put together a good argument for not agreeing to her modelling plans.

Why not, what's wrong with it, lots of girls do it?

Indeed they do, one girl called Alison Angel is all over the Internet, she's one of my favourites, with an incredible body and blonde hair about the same shade as my daughter's, she must have started young, her pussy always looks tight and mysterious, no gaping labia with her, I wonder if Jenny's pussy is anything like Alison Angel's?

You hope so.

I wonder if her dad is on the set, could it be him behind the camera?

My mind drifted off to a big country house we had borrowed for the day from the rich proprieter of a dirty magazine, Jenny was chuffed to bits about working with Alison Angel and the two of them were sampling some outfits for the lesbian shots we were about to do; they had been through a whole box full of high quality lingerie together, trying on different sets calmly in front of both me and the photographer, the big boss kept popping in to see how we were doing and of course he got an eyefull of the girls at the same time.

Lucky bugger.

The girls were pulling up the stockings they had chosen, Alison's were white hold ups and my daughter had chosen some tan ones with thick seems, they were attached to the nineteen fifties style corselet she had selected, that stern looking one piece type with an open crotch, the delicious folds of her hairless slit were on view past the broad suspender straps as she bent to adjust them with her back to me ...

Oh no, you've got it bad old son!

Snapping back to reality I realised my cock was filling up, I seem to be getting randier as I get older, I didn't think it was meant to be like that?

There was a picture of Alison Angel on the screen in front of me, I don't know how it got there, but I was just contemplating starting off a little slide show of dear Alison when there was a tap tap tap on the study door.

"Hold on a sec!"

Quickly, I put up something harmless on the screen and went to the door which I had bolted, out of habit.

"Jenny, up so early, this is rare, what's up?"

She was wrapped in a big fluffy towel with her hair turbaned up in a smaller one and her bare shoulders were still damp, I kept one hand in my pocket.

"I just had a shower, I couldn't get the temperature to stay in one place half the time, you need to see to that daddy."

"I'll take a look later darling, I promise."

"I need to get off fairly soon to meet Melanie at the station."

"I see, you didn't mention an early start last night."

"No, well, we were both busy with other things as I recall, I thought you probably had enough on your mind daddy?"

She looked over my shoulder to the PC.

"I know I'm a pain, sorry if I'm keeping you from something important."

She seemed to emphasise the word important in a funny sort of way and I got the impression she might be onto me, I'd had the door bolted ... shit, what a stupid giveaway!

"Come on in then, is there something I can do?"

Jenny wafted past me and stood right next to my desk, so close to my secret world of pleasure and guilt, she turned to face me and put her arms up to unwind the turban and shake out her damp golden hair in true cover girl style, I guess I must have been staring.

"It's about last night daddy, our talk."

"Ah yes, about that, well I wanted to talk to you too, about the modelling thing I mean."

"First of all daddy, I've been worrying a lot, can I really pull it off I mean, I'd like your true opinion, do you think I've got what it takes?"

Before I could answer, my daughter's hand loosened the tuck on the towel and it fell around her feet, under it she was wearing this tiny yellow bikini which was really just three small triangles of material held together with shoe laces, her breasts were almost spilling from the sides because they were not really inside bra cups at all, my heart gave a lurch upon seeing her ripe young body again, this time in full daylight and right where I masturbate to visions just like her all the time!

"Jenny, what are you doing?"

"I'm posing daddy, just like I'll have to do for other men if I want to get on in the business, though not all photographers are men; tell me honestly as I twirl, is my figure good enough do you think?"

My God!

I blushed and farted as my nearly naked daughter displayed herself for me.

Look at that arse!

She was magnificent, ripe was indeed a good word to use, she looked over her shoulder at me as I examined her backside, then she gave me the profiles as she rotated with hands on hips, the jaunty thrust of her breasts was delightful, the barely covered mound between her legs bulged promisingly, she has a definite gap between her legs due to well defined thighs and tight buttocks and when she had her back to me again I just wanted her to lean forwards slowly and show me that heavenly view which I love so much, with or without panties.

"Jenny, darling, please, this isn't necessary, it's not me you need to convince anyway, now cover yourself up please!"

"But daddy, you've got an experienced eye, I know you have, so give me a proper opinion, pleeeease."

Saying this she turned back towards me, she pushed one knee forward in a pose which flared her hips, she crossed her arms beneath her lovely breasts and pushed upwards, making them thrust with a deeper cleavage, her nipples were erect with the excitement of what she was doing.

"Okay, I admit it, I think you're very beautiful if I'm honest, what's this about my experienced eye then?"

"Oh come on father, I found your stick drive the other day and had a look while you were out washing the car, really daddy, a less liberal girl might think you're disgusting."

Oh fuck, how much did she look at?

I kept quiet, not knowing how to respond, she knew she'd rattled me with that but I tried to regain some composure.

"Jenny, please cover up, we'll have to talk about this later."

I blushed and farted like an old school teacher.

"It's no good sounding all indignant, it's too late for that, your secret is out and if you want to keep me from telling everyone about your hobby ... then you'll agree to help with my career, is that understood?"

"Is this some kind of blackmail?"

"You could call it that if you want, but you see, I'm a very determined girl and I know what I want, now have we got a deal or not?"

I puffed my cheeks out, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling.

"This is ..."

"What, outrageous?"

"Yes."

"No father, this ... is outrageous."

With that she bent to my keyboard and brought up the minimised picture I'd been perusing, the lovely Alison Angel was just licking a pink dildo, sitting back with her legs in the air and everything on show.

"Do you want everyone to know about this father?"

I said nothing, what could I say, there was a moment of strained silence, Jenny knew she had me.

Shit!

She bent to pick up her damp towel and draped it casually over her left shoulder, I'd enjoyed looking at my daughter in her micro bikini, the wetness I felt oozing from my prick was clear proof of that.

Pervert!

I couldn't help myself, she's gorgeous, the trouble is that she knows it and I have the feeling she thinks she can wrap me round her little finger any time she fancies.

Yep ... that about sums it up Dave.

I made a lame attempt at changing the subject and stepped forward to swap screens again to something harmless, it didn't seem right to have a chat with Jenny while Alison's cunt was on display.

"So how come the Melanie visit is so early?"

"I know it's unusual, but she wanted to come over so we could do some shopping in the morning, then we'll come back here later and have plenty of time to talk about my career plans with you."

"Oh, you were serious then?"

She paused, with a look on her face that could turn a man to stone.

"Of course I'm serious, but I knew you'd have doubts, which is why I wanted Mel to fill in the details, you might give it more credit if it comes from someone else."

"I'm sorry, no harm intended sweetheart."

She has a short fuse my daughter, I looked at her, expecting perhaps to hear more demands, but she just smiled in a superior kind of way and walked towards me, she paused at my shoulder and gave me a peck on the cheek.

"I knew you'd want to help daddy, thanks soooo much, I'll leave you to your project now, whatever that is today."

She glanced meaningfully at the PC and left the study with swaying hips, leaving an aroma of talcum powder in her wake.

Little minx!

I tried to shake the vision of Jenny's tits from my brain but they were constantly there, like they were imprinted on my eyes, my daughter's breasts are well shaped and very rounded, very thrusting, quite similar in fact to Alison Angel's famous pair, I'd seen quite a lot of them in the last couple of days.

You know you want to do more than just look, you want to get your hands on them!

Some tits hang, some just bulge, more like half a grapefruit with a nipple stuck on, Jenny has breasts that are cone shaped and vibrant, they tremble with her movements and it draws your eyes, I know she wears a 34C because I examined her bra before I filled it with jism - check out Chapter 1 - those damn nipples always seem to be erect when I see them and call out to be sucked and played with endlessly, they are so ...

You know now that's what you want to do, you could put your cock in between them and ..!

Shut it, I'm talking!

The thought of seeing her posing in skimpy underwear and stockings had my pulse raging and my cock leaking like a dripping tap.

Wip it out and have a quick one.

No no no, I've got to show more control!

Remember how her soft hand felt clutching your prick last night?

No ... shut up, leave me alone!

I held my head in my hands and wondered what kind of a mess I was getting myself into, she already knew about my online habits, would she really tell everyone about my activities if I didn't agree to help her?

Don't worry, it's not real porn, just nice pictures.

Yes, nice pictures, no worse than buying a Playboy or a Penthouse, it's not illegal, plenty of people do that without shame, so why not me?

That's the spirit, chin up, don't let her get to you!

The trouble is, there's a very fuzzy dividing line between glamour and porn and I honestly don't know how much I can trust myself to police that line, especially if my daughter is involved.

Oh well, there was no point in fretting over it because it seemed I just had to find a way of dealing with the situation, one thing was certain, I was determined to play the lead role and if Jenny wanted me to be her manager it was going to be me giving the instructions, that's what managers do.

Little did I know then, just how wrong I could be!

LATER THAT DAY ...

I busied myself for the rest of the morning with tidying out the garage to keep me away from the computer and soon it was time for some lunch, so I had a quick sandwich and a good think about Jenny and her ideas, of course that got me drifting back to the PC for another quiet session while Jenny was still out with her friend Melanie.

I was deep into re-naming a lot of picture files, so they would be easier to store and search through when looking for a certain type, you'll know what I mean if I say nurse, stockings, upskirt, etc; I was concentrating quite hard and didn't hear the door opening, the first clue I got that I was being watched was hearing Jenny's voice.

"See, I told you this is where he'd be Mel."

"Jenny, you could knock!"

I turned to face them, feeling the blood heat my face, knowing there was a topless girl on the screen behind me.

"No need to stop Mr B, or can I call you David?"

"You must be Melanie, hello?"

She was a strikingly lovely girl with long dark hair and great skin, she was quite tall and she looked slightly older than Jenny but I knew she wasn't; the puppy fat was gone and in it's place was a fuller figure with long legs, she was wearing a candy striped mini skirt and matching top, oh and yes, Melanie did wear a bra, this girl needs one.

"You remember me then, I used to visit Jenny and we played on the trampoline together, you kept an eye out to see we didn't get hurt, like a good, very caring father."

She said that in a pointed kind of way.

"Yes I do recall you two having lots of fun out there, it's fine to call me David."

The girls dumped their shopping bags and Jenny pushed Melanie towards the two seater sofa like it was some kind of contest, they plonked down next to each other in a girlish flurry of arms and legs, my daughter was wearing a short yellow skirt with a matching halter top and both of them had trouble not flashing their knickers at me as they sat on the edge and tried not to slide back on the smooth leather, I tried very hard not to stare as they settled.

"We're pooped, the shops were hell, too many crumblies around with trollies for a Saturday morning, unbelievable."

I dragged my eyes away from their legs and turned back to the screen, I minimised the picture a little self consciously and fussed about with the stick drive but it was no good pretending I'd been doing anything meaningfull when they disturbed me, I'd been well and truly rumbled and I needed a distraction.

"Can I get you two some drinks perhaps, I'm having one?"

"Yes please daddy ... Mel?"

"Oh that would be lovely, anything that's cold."

"Okay, back in a mo ..."

I escaped to the kitchen for a few valuable seconds and tried to gather my wits, what could I tell them to explain away the picture they'd caught me looking at?

You're doing a survey of website names for things to do with prime numbers and you accidentally stumbled into one called seventeen.com?

Pathetic!

I could give that a try maybe, but things were moving a lot faster than I'd anticipated; the previous night, Jenny got into my bed to tell me she wants to be a nude model and I made a fool of myself by getting all excited, this time I had Melanie in the house, the friend and part time model who's been encouraging my daughter, preparing to tell me all about why I should let Jenny start taking off her clothes for the whole world to masturbate over!

She's hot though is Melanie, a big girl, lovely jumblies ...

Shut up ..!

I took a deep breath and went back with the cold drinks, preparing to lie my socks off and tough it out somehow.

"Here we are ladies ... oh ..."

I stopped in the study doorway looking at these two adorable arses peeking at me from under their short skirts, the girls were bent over my desk tinkering with the keyboard.

Oh yes ... thank you Lord!

Say something then, cough gently, something to announce yourself?

Both girls wore white panties, that much was obvious, Melanie's were briefer than Jenny's and she had a lovely tan and wide hips, but my daughter's pants had frilly edges to them and were almost see through so it was very hard to award a prize quickly to either bottom; the girls didn't seem too concerned about me seeing them like that but they must have known I was there, I guess they were fascinated by some of the file names they were finding on my hard drive, I cleared my throat noisily.

"You didn't ask my permission to do that Jenny, I wouldn't touch your computer without being invited, now would I?"

Both of the young lovelies turned inwards to look at me and smile, the pose they adopted was one I really like, one they would see many times if they looked carefully through my folders!

"Come and sit down dad and we can start."

"We can start, what does that mean?"

"Just come and sit down David, I'll explain."

I felt very uneasy at the way things were moving, this was hardly me in charge, was it?

I handed them the drinks as they turned around and edged aside just enough for me to sit in the middle on my usual chair, only now I had an eighteen year old girl in a short skirt standing close on either side of me, all I had to do was reach out and my fingers could curl around a smooth thigh, slide up a skirt until ...




Fathers and Daughters Ch. 02



Keep calm mate, have a cool drink.

The screen went into a slide show and threw up a picture of gorgeous blonde Sophie Moone, she was having her cunt licked out by a big titted cutie called Codi Milo and seemed to be enjoying it, they were both favourites of mine and my cock twitched at the sight of them, like it usually does; but this time it was different, I had all this actual girl flesh near me and absolutely no idea what to do next.

"You explain it to him Melanie, as he looks at the girls."

The pictures started to change regularly, it was one of my best folders they had found, one which I had wanked over many times.

"This is what it's all about David, girls, lovely girls, making themselves available for lonely men to look at whenever they feel the need."

Gulp!

"This is what we do for you boys with dirty minds, of course we get paid well for it, it's good money, but that's only fair and we don't really mind what you do with our pictures, we wouldn't be doing it if we were prudish, we know men like to wank over girly pics."

Help!

"Now I reckon, if a girl is lucky enough to be created with good looks, what's wrong with sharing them with people who appreciate such things, hey Jen, as long as we get something out of it and nobody gets hurt?"

"I agree Mel."

"David?"

On the screen there was more stocking clad lesbian action in progress.

"What?"

"Do you agree, it is okay ... for a girl to do this, be honest?"

"Yes ... yes I suppose so."

"Even your own daughter, if she's pretty enough?"

"Err ..."

"You do think Jenny's pretty?"

"Yes Melanie, I admitted that to her last night, now what's this all about?"

Some of the pictures were really hot and my shorts were already feeling uncomfortable, nothing very surprising about that, I wasn't used to looking at these with other people around though and I was very nervous as Melanie edged closer to my left side; her thigh touched my forearm with what seemed like an electric tingle and I jumped but she didn't move back, the picture show kept going and she tut tutted theatrically to Jenny about them.

"He'll be getting an erection about now I reckon?"

The girls looked at me with serious faces but I couldn't find any words to say in my defence, I just looked up at Melanie for some kind of understanding, wondering why this all had to come out while she was around, it was bad enough that Jenny was seeing the extent of my wicked habits, I looked to my daughter for help.

"It's okay daddy, Melanie's told me all about how she trained her father to get over the shyness, he looks at this stuff too, lots of men do."

Trained ... shyness?

Melanie continued confidently.

"First you need to be honest about liking this kind of thing and stop trying to hide it."

"Yes but ..."

"Ah ah, I'm talking now."

"Sorry."

Listen to yourself, you meek old bugger!

"Next, you have to get accustomed to being around lovely girls and getting aroused by them in the presence of the people you're working with, it will happen, it happens all the time, it's only natural to feel sexy when the girls are being sexy for the cameras right there in front of you; if things get too difficult though, where you might ruin the shoot and everyone's time and effort goes to waste, then you have to do something about it, then we can all get on with the job in hand."

"Oh, good one Mel, very funny."

"Thanks Jen, I like that one too."

I tried a weak smile as I looked up at Melanie's face.

"Do something about it meaning what exactly?"

"Time for us to show you, stand up and slip those shorts off David."

Gobsmacked ...

"It's too late to be shy."

Hesitation ...

"Come on daddy, take them off and let's sort this out, it's what loads of guys in the business have to do just to get through the working day, anyway, I've seen your cock before, so what's the big deal?"

"Come on David, Jenny told me all about last night, you were a perfect gentleman she says, you didn't even grope her or anything. "

I was still immobile.

"Come on ... stand up."

Melanie crooked a finger at me and like some kind of zombie on auto I got to my feet, the bulge in my shorts was very obvious by this time, the pictures were great, the subjects were all gorgeous and I'd wanked off to them in private so many times, but now I had these two teenage vixens breathing down my neck; my secret was out and I felt like a little boy caught by his mum with her Littlewoods catalogue open at the underwear pages.

"We're waiting."

I took a deep breath, wondering what they intended to do with me, I pushed my shorts down obediently and my erection sprang forth.

"Mmmmm, he's lovely Jen." 

"Yes he is, I told you how pink he was!"

I handed my shorts to Jenny with my erection bobbing about just above the desk, it pointed right at the young girl on the screen who was bending towards me from the waist with her legs spread wide, the look on her face was a teasing one, like she knew I wanted her to turn around and show off the rest, I sucked in a deep breath as Melanie's cool fingers closed around my knob and squeezed.

"Do you want to do it yourself or would you like me to help David?"

"Are you sure this ..?"

"Shhhhhhhh, don't worry, you just need some relief, this is how my dad deals with the problem, you can't expect not to be affected when you have naked girls so near to hand, on the set you might get involved with the props, or you might be assisting one of the models.

Her hand peeled back my foreskin and I shuddered.

"When you see a carefully placed shot like ... like this one maybe ..."

She paused the slide show at a gorgeous Marylin Monroe type in a typical Playboy pose, she was totally naked, lying on her front on a sheepskin, her arms were stretched forwards holding onto a fluffy white kitten; with the girl's legs slightly parted and her perky bum raised in the air, the camera was seeing her from the side angle with just a bit of elevation to promote the enticing valley between her buttocks, it was all very tasteful and in keeping with the fine standards of the magazine, not pornographic at all and the only pussy we were meant to see was the cute little one in her hands.

My cock twitched more as Melanie fondled me and I groaned.

"Now, imagine you're the guy standing just to the right of shot here, you're the one holding the reflector to help light up her gorgeous arse and you can see right between her legs, it's one of the loveliest young pussies you've ever seen David."

Twitch ... pulse ... throb ..!

"The model is a lovely girl, only nineteen and she's never done anything as brave as this before, just topless stuff; the photographer and her manager have both assured her the camera will not get her most private parts in the shoot, but the thought of all those men wanking over her pictures is turning her on like she didn't expect, and you David, are standing in the perfect place to see the wetness between her legs ..."

Oh fuck ..!

"In a minute or two, when she rolls over, you'll be expected to put down that reflector and step calmly forwards with a fluffy little pad, you have to dab the slickness away from around her slit before she has to slip her pale thong back on and it mustn't look all wet like that; everyone else is busy so it will be up to you, you might make her squirm a little but she'll smile at you sweetly and let you continue because you're a professional, and she knows she can trust you not to slip a finger up her sweet cunt."

Oh my God ..!

Melanie squeezed my cock gently and I leaked into her soft palm, her finger and thumb teased my bell end to spread the juices and make me squirm, I got the distinct feeling that she enjoyed every minute of this and got a big kick out of calling it training too, she would make it last for as long as she wanted, not me, she enjoyed the power.

"Of course, as well as the extra views you get, the model might well be your daughter, or maybe me, how would you feel about that David?"

"I don't know Melanie ..."

"Jenny dear, has your father seen you totally naked yet?"

"Well, sort of yes, but not posing openly, not in detail, not with ..."

"Jen, has he actually seen your cunt?"

"No Mel."

Jenny looked down at the floor sheepishly.

"Well it's about time we broke the ice then, come on girlfriend, strip off for your daddy, show him everything."

"What ... now, right here?"

"Why not, getting cold feet?"

"No way, I'm going to be a top model!"

"Good for you girl, now why not show your father those long stripy socks we bought today, I bet he'd love to see them pulled up tight above your knees, we know he likes pictures of girlies in long socks, isn't that right David?"

Melanie squeezed me harder as Jenny reached for her carrier bag and looked for the socks, she found them and held them up for me to see, they were very colourful and stretchy, she perched right on the edge of the sofa and started to pull them up her gorgeous legs.

Oh yes, very nice, they go a long way don't they ..?

"My dad has plenty of girls wearing these Mel, he's got tons of stuff on that stick drive, you'd be shocked by some of it I reckon."

"I doubt it Jen, my dad's just the same, he seems to like video clips more than stills though; ooooh, those are lovely on you girlfriend, now stand up and get the rest of your gear off, do it slowly though."

Gulp!

"She is lovely David, your cock is throbbing in my hand, I hope you don't pop too soon, not before we get the full effect."

Oh fuck!

In silence, Jenny stood up and pulled her halter top up above her pink puppies so I could enjoy them while the bigger girl played with me, I was rampant in Melanie's hand, my lovely daughter paused for good effect, knowing that slow is best, she tweaked her nipples and got them fully perked and then she slowly shucked down her little skirt to reveal the high cut panties with the frilly hems.

"Come on David, I'll sit on the chair and you can perch on my knee as we watch Jenny undress, she has such a sweet body, look at those thighs ... so smooth, so firm, she's going to be a natural."

I did as I was told and sat with my hairy buttocks gingerly resting on the smooth skin of Melanie's left thigh as she spread her legs, she still held my rigid cock tightly in her right hand, she pulled the foreskin right back and squeezed really hard to show off how my bell end turned all plum coloured and shiny, my daughter was fascinated.

"That's amazing Mel!"

"Yes, he's lovely Jen."

"I can see your knickers Mel, you have a damp spot."

"Well you're hot Jenny, I'm horny as hell watching you girl, now, stand up and tuck your thumbs into your panties, like you're going to pull them down, that's it, lovely."

Nice ...

"Now act all naughty, be a little tease for us, play about with them, play to the camera, tuck your panties into your crack and pull up so they start to stretch you ... lovely, look David, no sweeter pussy ever graced the pages of Penthouse, and those legs, what do you reckon?"

Twitch ... ooze ... my fucking balls ...

"Your daddy likes that Jenny, look what you're doing to him, now turn round for us baby, leave your boobies hanging out and get up on your knees, yep, good girl, now stick your bum out towards us, that's it, be brave; this is the big moment for you two, reach back now and pull your panties aside ... very slowly, good, very good ... there now Mr B, you can see her secret place, maybe for the first time since you changed her nappies, look how smooth and fine your daughter's pussy lips are, she's nervous as hell about this but I'll bet she's excited too, inside she'll be all pink I bet, you'll have to get used to seeing that as well."

"Fucking hell ... I mean I thought you said it was just glamour?"

My voice sounded thick.

"It is David, but you can't even take innocent shots without the girl moving around a bit, every time a model changes position she might flash her gash at someone on the set, everything's on show to the person standing in the right spot; it might be you that has to adjust a girl's knickers to cover the excited clit she's not meant to be showing, or pull a fresh pair onto her because the naughty girl has got them all wet, what do you think Jenny, is that likely with you my love?"

"I think so Mel, this is a real turn on."

"Too right it is, you should see when my dad gets going, I start him off without even trying and then seeing him like that gets me horny, but he's getting better with training, as you will too David."

"Oh good ..."

You sound pathetic, you wimp!

"Turn round Jenny, sit down and slide your bum right back ... now raise your stripy legs straight up in the air ... yes, lovely."

My cock was rock hard in Melanie's hand, she continued with the instructions to my daughter, whose cunt I had now seen fully exposed for the first time, it was so nice, so virginal looking, it would look great in my collection, but how would I feel about her doing this for the whole world to see?

Millions of dirty buggers are going to wank over her David, including you I imagine.

Yes, I would, she was just what I searched for every time I logged on.

"Imagine having to smooth out the stocking top she can't quite reach because she's in a funny position or her nails are still wet, or maybe it's me and you have to wipe the sweat from between my tits because it gets warm in the studio with all those lights, will that be okay David?"

I looked at Melanie's impressive chest and let my imagination have it's way, her tits were amazing and I wanted to see them properly, my cock was pulsing like mad, my left hand reached for it and Melanie let go of my shaft to cup my churning balls, I was wondering if I'd get more than just a hand job.

You can hope!

"You do it then if you want to, you have a lovely daughter Mr B and I'm so pleased you're going to cooperate, it's not a bad life really, once you get used to the unusual bits, ooooh look, Jenny's showing us her unusual bits right now, that's it Jen, push the pants up towards your ankles and trap them there, what a pretty little bum hole she has David, that could earn her a fortune ..."

"Oh my God, this is crazy!"

"You'll get used to it."

"Ooooohhh."

"It's not easy for us girls you know, holding a pose for a long time can be strenuous, especially when you're in a scene with another person."

"You said no porn ... Melanie."

I was panting like a runner now, wanking rapidly.

"It's not porn, especially girl on girl, lots of men expect it these days in their wank mags, you know the kind of thing, two lovely girls undress each other and play around for the camera, they have to hold some positions for quite a while, I can assure you David it's not very easy to keep your tongue hovering just above a juicy clit without giving it a lick now and then."

"Aaaaaaggghhhhhhhhh ..."

The first jet of warm spunk landed on Melanie's right knee and she quickly lifted her hand to catch the next dollop ...

"Oh fuck that's aaaaggghhh ..."

"That's it David, let it out, you'll feel better."

Jenny lowered her legs and shuffled forward to sit on the edge of the sofa and watch me ejaculate, her legs were together and her knickers were down over her feet as she gently squeezed her right nipple with one hand, the other one she was pushing down between the juncture of her thighs.

"Oh daddy, I'm so glad you approve, you won't regret this, I promise I'm going to work really hard." 

"Good girl ..."

"That's better now Mr B, I help my dad like this quite often, he goes behind a screen to do it himself sometimes, I think he likes to peep and pretend things, but it all has to happen without stopping the work; lots of photographers need relief as well and some of them can be randy sods, which is all the more reason for having your manager on the set sometimes."

"What about the girls Mel, don't they need jollies, you know, if they get horny?"

"Of course we get fruity Jen ... do you mean what I think you mean, you little raver?"

Melanie reached for the tissue box I always have handy on my desk.

You should have shares in Kleenex mate!

She wiped my spunk from her fingers and tapped my bum impatiently, I was still oozing slightly but I lifted up off her and she sank quickly to her knees and crawled across the carpet towards my daughter.

"How do you think the models keep that well fucked look in their eyes Jen?"

"Melanie!"

"Lie back and relax Jen."

I sat back in my chair and zoomed in on Melanie's panty covered rump as she snuggled her face deep between my daughter's parting thighs, I'd seen Jenny's cunt this time and it was everything I could have hoped for, my daughter arched her back and hissed air from between her teeth as the dark haired girl's mouth found her minge, if I hadn't just shot my load I swear I would have wanted to crawl up behind Melanie and slip one up her but ... but that would have to wait for another time, I guessed the opportunity might arise if this modelling thing took off.

You dirty old sod!

I'd love to .................. wha ... what's the time ..?

You're not going to believe this, but incredily, I must have dropped off just about then because I don't remember another bloody thing!

Bollocks!

I often have a doze after sex, or a wank, even when I don't really want one ... so I missed whatever the girls got up to in front of me next and when I woke up I was on my own, still slumped in the chair with my wrinkly cock on display.

What an animal!

The slide show was still running and it was a big folder, I've collected thousands of pictures over the years.

Did I just dream all that, with Jenny and Melanie I mean?

I looked at the sofa where Jenny had sat in my dream and there, near the front edge of the seat was a little damp spot, my God, this Melanie was a right slut and she was going to lead my little girl astray if I didn't do something.

She won't need much leading Dave.

Was it a dream?

It seemed real enough.

It couldn't have been, look at me.

You might just have got carried away with your pictures?

Noooooo ... it had to be real, I saw Jenny's cunt!

You might have David ... you might have son ...

Comments are always welcome and I've had some interesting emails, keep those tissues handy because there's another chapter half written already, David gets to do more than just masturbate when he goes to meet Melanie's outrageous father.