20 comments/ 135931 views/ 36 favorites Seducing Her Daddy By: lilliterotica Shelby had never thought of her self as a very sexual being. She thought she was just like every other person on the planet. She never thought that touching herself was dirty or wrong. Pleasure couldn't be dirty could it? Her explorations of her body were all very innocent. If it felt good, she did it. However, it wasn't long before Shelby realized the rest of the world didn't see her sexuality the same way she did. It wasn't long after her 18th birthday, and she had been on the couch with her mother and father watching some inane little romantic drama. The two main characters were making love in the movie and Shelby began to feel the telltale tingle of arousal, slipping her hand down she gently rubbed her self. It took a few moments before her mother realized what she was doing, but when she did all hell broke loose. That night, her mother had cried and screamed at Shelby and asked her where she had learned to do that. Her mother was sure some evil person had molested and defiled her innocent daughter. A quick session with a therapist assured Mother that it was natural exploration and that she shouldn't make Shelby feel guilty for learning about her body. Her mother relayed this begrudgingly to her daughter, adding in the fact that touching yourself was something you did in private and never in front of other people. However, it was clear that her mother didn't approve of such behavior whether in public or private. Shelby realized that day, that nothing would really be the same between her and her mother. They might have the same DNA, but they were different people in fundamental ways that would never really allow them to be very close. Her mother's disapproval was practically tangible in the air. So Shelby taught her self how to please her body in secret. At night she would lay in bed, running her hands across her body. A stroke here, a gentle pinch there; Masturbating became an art form to her and she practiced religiously. She could bring herself to the brink and back off until finally allowing herself the sweet release of an orgasm to crash over her body. As she matured, her own hands began to not be quite enough. Her body ached to be touched by someone else. She had grown up looking lovely. She looked like sin wrapped up in a blanket of wickedness. She was average height, but with her wide hips, full butt and tiny waist, she was built like the movie stars of old. Her full lips were always stuck in an unconscious pout, but they turned up at the corners like she knew a secret that she wasn't telling anyone. Her nose was too large for her to be considered classically beautiful, but her ice blue eyes led many people to call her stunning. Hers was a face that was not easily forgotten. Silly little 18 year old boys became her new tools of masturbation. She realized at a fairly young age that she had a strange ability to control boys. Often she didn't even need to use sex outright, the promise of it was usually enough to manipulate a man to her needs. Just like with her own explorations, the fumbling ministrations of teenage boys quickly became old and it wasn't long before she no longer felt satisfied by a quick trip in the back of Johnny's daddy's car. She began finding new ways to get her heart racing. It probably all harkened back to that first day she was caught by her parents. She would curl up on the couch with her parents, wrapped up in a blanket watching a movie. Half an hour into the movie, she would slip her hand below her waistband and begin to masturbate. The threat of discovery lent an dangerous air to those episodes and she never had trouble bringing herself to an earth shattering orgasm. She was always careful to minimize her movement trying to control the undulation of her hips as that wonderful pressure built up inside her. She would accidentally leave her door open a crack as she masturbated, not bothering to really conceal her moans of pleasure. She didn't think her parents had noticed her new daring behavior until one particular night. She was watching a movie with her dad while her mom was off at some business dinner with colleagues. She was curled against his side and he had put his arm around her and was gently rubbing her arm. She hadn't planned on one of her little escapades that night, but the feel of his fingers on her skin convinced her otherwise. Careful not to jostle him she slowly slipped her hand lower beneath the blanket till it she cupped her mound. Slowly she applied some pressure. She released and did it again. She gently rubbed her clit with two fingers, stroking it until she could feel her juices pooling in her pussy lips. Her breathing slowed and she tried to keep her composure. This was the first time, she had masturbated curled up against her father, and the naughtiness of the physical contact was making her more aroused than she'd ever been before. She didn't even realize it but her hips started to rock back and forth against her own hand. Her breathing quickened until she was panting softly. She didn't even notice her father's other hand slip below the blanket until it covered her own hand. "Stop." he whispered in her ear. She realized he had known what she was doing and jerked her hand away automatically. His hand dropped down to where hers had been and the accidental brush of his fingers on her clit sent her orgasm through her. Without even meaning to, Shelby squeezed her thighs down on her father's hand. Riding out her orgasm with his hand trapped against her. Once she realized what she had done, she parted her thighs and looked up at him guiltily. She was expecting screams and yelling like what her mother had done to her before. So she was surprised to see that while her daddy's cheeks were stained pink, he was looking intently at the TV, avoiding all eye contact with her. "I'm sorry Daddy," she whimpered, tears coming unbidden to her eyes. He looked down at her tenderly and cupped her face, brushing the tears away with his thumb. "It's okay sweetheart," he told her, kissing her on the forehead. "We'll just pretend that never happened." With that, he turned back to the movie. After a moment, Shelby relaxed against his side and they watched the rest of the movie cuddled up together. That night, Shelby couldn't sleep. She kept replaying what had happened in her head. Her orgasm had been one of the most intense ones she'd ever had, but she still felt the pressure inside that always let her know when she needed some sexual release. Her hand drifted lower. In her mind's eye she saw her father's hand between her legs again. But instead of trying to pull away this time, he was gently pumping two fingers into her pussy. "Yes Daddy," she whispered, "Fuck me with your fingers." She pretended that he was pinching her nipple. With that image in her mind, it wasn't hard for her to bring herself to an orgasm, and she stifled her moans by biting her lip. "That's right Daddy! Harder!" Her back arched and she could feel her muscles clench around her fingers. Shelby licked the juices off her fingers and fell asleep. The next day, she was unsure about how to act around her father, but he treated her no differently than he ever had. It was Saturday, so they all sat at the kitchen table eating cereal. Her mom and dad read the newspaper and she read the last romance novel she had gotten from the bookstore. It was one of those where the cover depicted some long haired, chiseled man ripping open the bustier of a flowing haired heroine. In other words, it had lots of graphic sex. Just the kind Shelby liked. "I was thinking of going to visit my mother today," her mom mentioned, "Do either of you want to go?" Her dad shook his head emphatically. "No thanks darling," they all knew how much he hated her Grandma Rose, whose asshole was probably so tight she could barely shit. "Me either Mom." "It would be nice if you went, but I guess I can't make you." Shelby knew her mother was pissed by how tightly she managed to purse her lips. Her mother stomped upstairs to get ready, leaving just Shelby and her dad sitting at the table. Shelby had been wondering how laid back her father was when it came to giving herself pleasure, and ever since she had woken up that morning, she had intended to test his limits. She came downstairs in a long tshirt and boy short underwear on purpose, hoping the sight of her naked legs would turn him on like he had turned her on. He hadn't given any indication of arousal that she could see so she decided to push things even further. She was at a particularly steamy part of the book and she shifted in her chair until the corner of the seat was between her legs. She straightened her back to increase the pressure, and began to grind against the chair slowly. 'Elphaba gasped as his swollen member pierced her delicate flower. With all the love in his heart he began to move against her. Their union flowered into a passionate embrace and their moans filled the air.' Her underwear was wet and had slipped between the lips of her pussy. She reached one hand up and rubbed her breast over the t-shirt. She let out a light moan. She was so caught up in her book and her own pleasure that she didn't hear her father clear his throat at first. He did it again and she stopped her movement and looked up at him. "Stop." he commanded. He didn't look upset or embarrassed, his expression betrayed nothing. She stared him straight in the eye, heart beating uncontrollably and she began to grind against the chair again in front of her own father. She was so turned on that she didn't want to stop. She wasn't sure if she was going to comply with his command, but the sound of her mother coming down the stairs made the decision for her. She rearranged herself so she was sitting normally again. Her mom bustled out the door 10 minutes later, making sure that both her husband and daughter knew she was less than pleased with them. As the door slammed shut behind her mother, Shelby smiled with the realization that she would have hours alone with her father. She had gotten worked up during breakfast, but hadn't found any release and she was craving more. She waited patiently until she heard her father go upstairs and close the bathroom door. Shedding her T-shirt so that all that remained was her underwear, she followed him to his room and opened the bathroom door. Her father was sitting on the toilet with his pants down and his penis standing erect in his lap. He looked up at her startled, and she was pleased to see his cock twitch in his lap. "Don't mind me," she giggled, bouncing over to the shower and turning it on. She bounced over to the counter and began to brush her hair. "Shelby!" he yelled, "What the hell are you doing?" His face was bright red. "I'm just gonna take a shower, Daddy. You don't have to leave." She slid her underwear down her hips and bent over facing the door so she could pull them off completely. She turned back around and her father was still frozen on the toilet, he had one hand pushing down on his shaft, trying to hide his erection from his daughter. Shelby just giggled, "Relax, Dad. It's not like I've never seen a boner." She walked past him to get to the shower, trailing a hand across his thigh as she went. She stepped into the steamy shower and bent over to get some shampoo, making sure he had a great view of her ass and pussy. She began to shampoo her hair. Rivers of soapy water ran down her jiggling breasts. She tilted her head back to rinse the shampoo out, her nipples rock hard. She looked over at her dad and smiled. The hand that covered his erection was moving back and forth slowly. Her grin widened, she loved that he was rubbing himself watching her. She put some shower gel in her hands and worked it into a lather. Slowly she began to wash her body. She started with her arms and bent down to get her legs too. Straightening, she kneaded her breasts. Her eyes closed and she almost lost herself in the sensation of touching herself, she heard a moan and looked over at her father. He now had his cock in his hand and he was stroking up and down his shaft. She blew a kiss at him. She had never felt more in control in her life; she needed to know how far she could take this little game with her father. She reached down and began to wash her belly; her hands snaked even lower until she began to wash her shaved lips. She loved how smooth she felt down there and without any artifice, cleaning turned into something more. She probed her index finger into her lips a little and held it there, reveling in the feeling. Her excitement was only bolstered by the look of tortured desire on her father's face as he slowly pumped his cock. She licked her lips; she wanted to touch him so bad, but she didn't want to scare him off now. With one hand, she took the showerhead off of the wall and lifted her foot so that one foot stood on the stool she used to shave her legs. Her thighs were wide open to her dad, he had the perfect view of her 19 year old pussy. She inserted a second finger and brought the stream of water to her clit. Her legs began to shake and she threw her head back whimpering as the water massaged her clit. The water mixed with her juices and flowed down her leg as she fingered herself faster to her approaching orgasm. She heard another moan, louder this time. She paused pulling the shower head away and pretending to look worried for her father. He was pumping his cock furiously, hunched over on the toilet and she tried to match the motion of her fingers to that of his hand. She wished so bad that his fingers that used to french braid her hair would be the ones inside of her. "Are you okay, Daddy?" she asked licking her lips seductively. "Don't stop." he pleaded, his eyes raking hungrily over her body. "If you say so, Daddy." She shoved her fingers back into her cunt and locked the showerhead onto her clit again. Bolts of pleasure shot through her, and it was no longer a performance, need drove her movements. Hips and fingers undulating wildly, her moans joined his and their voices echoed off the walls twining about each other. Nothing more was said, all that could be heard through the falling water was labored breathing and urgent moans. "Uhhhh!!!" Shelby cried. Her body shuddered in pleasure. And waves of her orgasm crashed around her. Her body shook for what seemed like hours until she could finally breathe again. When her eyes opened she could see her Dad still pumping away at his cock, his hand almost a blur. "Do you need some help with that?" she asked him, looking pointedly down at his lap and licking her lips. His eyes widened with the implication behind her words and with a jerk of his hips, he exploded. Ropes of cum shot out of his prick and dribbled around his thighs. His eyes closed tightly as he rode out the effects of his own orgasm. Shelby climbed out of the shower, still dripping wet and knelt down in front of him. "Here, let me get that for you." He gasped as she began to lick the cum off his thighs as he sat there in resigned shock. She licked him thoroughly, her tongue exploring every inch of the skin on his thighs but managing to avoid the one place he craved her tongue the most, his actual cock. She even took his hand and gently sucked his cum from his fingers, causing him to moan again. "All clean." she chirped brightly and stood up. She wrapped herself up in a towel and sauntered back to her room, where she would masturbate again with the taste of his cum still on her lips. That had been enough for one day. Shelby knew enough about men, to know that it was never a good idea to give them everything they wanted right away. Men had to be forced to work for the things they want. And today, she had made sure her Daddy knew he wanted his own daughter. Life in the Olson house was about to get a lot more interesting, and more pleasurable for Shelby. Seducing Her Daddy Ch. 02 A week had gone by since Shelby had helped her Daddy cum and then licked him clean. She had thought that after that first line was crossed, she'd have a willing partner that could pleasure her whenever she wanted. What actually happened was that her father had freaked out and alternated between avoiding her and ignoring her. She knew that he was probably freaked out about masturbating to the sight of his naked daughter, but his reaction still hurt her feelings. He had barely said more than five words to her the entire week. Luckily, her mother hadn't noticed her dad's strange behavior like Shelby had. She knew she had pushed him too far too fast. Her dad needed time to get used to the idea, needed time to be seduced slowly so that he wouldn't feel so guilty about eventually, Shelby hoped, fucking his daughter. Shelby had never had a problem with men wanting to have sex with her before and she wasn't a hundred percent sure how to go about seducing her father. She was patient, waiting for an afternoon where she was alone with her dad. When her mom called to tell her to clean up before her dad got home early, she knew that it was the perfect opportunity. She hopped in the shower and lathered her body up with some foamy shower gel. She made sure that she had left the door to the bathroom open, knowing that her dad would have to walk by on the way to his bedroom. She ran her hands up and down her body, pausing periodically to pinch her nipples. She waited impatiently as she heard the door slam, and her dad's footsteps going up the stairs. She made a show of shaving her vagina. She had one leg lifted on the edge of the bathtub, and the razor was poised when she saw his body enter the door frame. He froze in shock at the position his daughter was in. She smiled brightly, as if he had walked in on her doing her homework and continued to carefully shave her pussy lips. Nothing happened for a moment, and then she heard the door swing shut. She heard heavy footsteps leading to his bedroom, then his bedroom door slammed shut. She knew he had watched her for at least 10 seconds before storming off, which she considered a slight success. She was going to make it impossible for him to ignore her anymore! She finished shaving quickly and rinsed her body off. She had made sure that there was only one towel in her bathroom which she wrapped around her hair like a turban, not even bothering to dry off her body. Water from the shower still ran down her body as she walked naked to her father's room. She went to open the door and was surprised to find it locked. She jiggled the handle, but the door wouldn't budge. "Daddy?" she called out, but he didn't answer. "Can I come in real quick?" His silence told her a lot about the type of activity he was likely to be involved in inside. "I know you're in there daddy." she called through the door, not adding that she knew he was jerking off to the mental image of her in the shower. Subtlety was the name of the game. "One minute!" his strained voice called through the door. She smiled to herself; she loved knowing that he was rubbing himself thinking about her naked body. Thinking about how she had touched herself and how she had licked the cum off his cock the week before. She decided to help him along as much as she could even though he closed door. "Hurry up," she let a hint of petulance creep into her voice. "I ran out of towels and I'm so fucking wet. I'm dripping all over the carpet! I guess I'll just have to air dry out here" She heard a faint groan through the door and the bed squeak as he stood up. She heard rustling then the door opened and her dad stood there, face flushed, holding out a towel. "Here you g--" his voice caught in his throat when he realized what he was seeing. She hadn't dried off a bit, and her naked body was covered in beads of water. She stood there hip cocked, smiling like the devil as her father stood entranced by her naked body. She reached out and took the towel, instead of going back to her room she began to pat herself dry in the doorway. "How was your day, Dad?" she asked, making small talk. "Gnnhh." was the only reply he could seem to make. His eyes roamed over her body briefly, following the movement of the towel as she caressed her skin under the pretext of drying off. She continued with a steady stream of comments and questions, none of which he answered with more than a grunt. When she was reasonably dry, she brushed past him into his bedroom, dropping the towel as she walked. She sat down on the edge of his bed and spread her legs. "God! I love the way my pussy feels right after I've shaved it. I just wanna rub my hands over it, the skin feels so soft." she sighed as she demonstrated. Both her hands were busy reveling in the feeling of her soft skin. She lay back on the bed and continued to touch herself. Her eyes were closed, but she felt the bed dip as her father climbed onto the bed next to her. She looked up to see him staring intently at the work her hands were doing. "Do you want to feel how soft the skin is?" she asked him, pulling her hands away. He didn't say anything, just nodded and reached down slowly cupping her pussy in one hand. She tried to remain still and let him explore her folds. She wanted him to feel comfortable so he wouldn't bolt. She continued to talk, her voice becoming more breathy as her pleasure built. He rubbed her mound gently, and she reveled in the feel of his rough calluses on her skin. He pressed his palm against her harder, and her hips wriggled pushing upwards against his hand. He pressed down on her abdomen with his other hand she watched as he slowly slid his middle finger into her. She tried to move her hips forward, but his hand was insistent and she couldn't budge. He rocked his hand back and forth against her and she gasped. He slid his ring finger into her and her hips bucked. "Oh daddy!" she cried out. His fingers twirled inside her until she was writhing on the bed, aching to cum. "Shhh." he soothed. His calm voice was at odds with his fingers working furiously to make her cum. With his fingers still inside her, he pressed down on her clit with his other thumb. His fingers were soaking wet with her cum. His thumb rubbed her clit furiously and suddenly she was exploding. Her hips jerked several times as the waves of pleasure washed over her. "You should get dressed before your mom gets home." he told her gruffly, as he got up off the bed and walked into the bathroom, his erection clearly tenting his khaki pants. She heard him lock the door and turn on the shower. She lay there panting as her orgasm subsided and mentally debated whether to try to push her father further. The sound of her mom's car pulling up made the decision an easy one and she ran to her bedroom, pussy dripping on the carpet. She had chosen a pair of cute pajama shorts and a white spaghetti strap tank top that rode low on her chest and high on her midriff. It didn't seem overly slutty, but it showed off her curves and she knew she looked sexy in it. She stayed in her room until dinner, so when her mom called her down she was surprised to see her dad coming in from the barbecue with a pile of hamburgers, looking perfectly normal and at ease. He didn't quite ignore her as much as he had earlier in the week, but her dad still seemed a little distant. She decided if he was acting semi-normal around her, it was time for the next step in her seduction. She took a big bite out of her hamburger, letting some ketchup drip onto her chest. "Damn it," she cried, trying to get her dad's attention. She made a big show of wiping up the condiment, letting some of it smear across her breasts. She sucked the ketchup off her finger. Her mom wasn't looking so she slipped another finger into her mouth and sucked her fingers until the ketchup was long gone. She looked up to see her dad's mouth hanging open slightly. "Dinner is great dad! Your meat is really juicy," she said, "it's dripping all over my chin. And the salad is great mom, I feel so full I could burst." "Thanks sweetie!" her mom beamed at the unexpected praise. "I added some walnuts to try something new." "Yeah the nuts taste great! With the salad." she added a second later than necessary. Her dad coughed, spitting the milk he'd been drinking all over the table and his lap. Shelby recognized the opportunity and leapt up from her chair with her napkin. She knelt next to her dad and pretended to help him mop up the milk on the table, her other hand which had snuck under the table rubbed up and down the length of his cock. She could feel it begin to harden. She quickly unbuttoned his pants and slipped her hand inside. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and squeezed gently. His eyes widened in shock but he managed to not react. "I'm fine Shelby." he spit out, "I don't need your help." He grabbed her hand and pushed it away. She sat back down across the table and pouted. "Don't be so rude Tom." her mom chided from across the table. "I was just trying to help." She slid her foot across the table and rubbed it along his ankle. He paused with his fork in mid air, but after a moment continued eating as if nothing was happening. She ran her foot up the inside of his calf. His muscles tightened under her caresses. She scooted her butt to the end of the chair and felt her toes brush up against his package. She could feel his cock harden even more beneath her toes and she rubbed him gently in small circles. She was ecstatic when he moved her foot aside briefly to pull his cock out of his pants. Her foot ran up and down the length of his naked cock, and she watched as his breath caught. She continued to eat normally, trying to look nonchalant as she masturbated her own dad with her foot at the same table as her mom. Her dad's hips twitched, and he scooted his chair closer to the table allowing her whole foot to cover his cock. She rubbed her toes on the head, feeling the precum between her toes. She watched as he grimaced from the increased pleasure, and braced himself against the table. "Are you alright, Daddy?" she asked. Her mom looked over and echoed her concerns, that he did look a little peaky. "I'm fine, just a little bit of heartburn." he said, rubbing his chest for effect. "I'm sorry. I wish there was something I could do to help." Shelby said. "It's fine sweetie. Heartburn medicine just doesn't work fast enough for me to bother getting it." he emphasized the 'fast enough'. "I won't get release from it." Shelby understood the hint and increased the speed of her foot. By then, his hips were rocking against her foot and his breathing was becoming uneven. He closed his eyes briefly, biting his lip. Shelby asked her mom a question about work to distract her from her Dad's obvious approaching orgasm. She completely tuned out as her mom told a story about work that day. He covered a moan with a cough and his hips jerked a few times and she felt the wetness of his cum spread under her feet. She continued to rub after he was done cumming, loving the feel of his cum between her toes. She realized his lap would be a mess and knew she needed to help her dad get up without being noticed. Shelby leaned over, pretending to reach for the salt and pepper and knocked her dad's milk over letting it spill onto his lap. He jumped up, the milk masking his own cum on his pants. "You might want to go change dad," she suggested "It can't be comfortable wearing pants covered in milky stuff." He agreed, and practically ran upstairs. Shelby was just finishing cleaning the dishes when her dad came back downstairs wearing a t shirt and pajama pants. Shelby cleaned the dishes splashing some water onto her tank top, letting her dad see her low cut lacy bra through her wet tank top. "Oops," she drawled, making it clear that she had done it on purpose. She could tell he was trying to not look at her chest. She rubbed her breasts, making no effort to pretend she wasn't just massaging her boobs. He stood there transfixed. She walked up to him and gave him a big hug. She ran her fingers through the hair on his neck and ran the other hand under the back of his shirt on his bare skin. "Love you, Daddy." she whispered in his ear. She walked by him into the living room and sat down on the loveseat, tucking her legs under her. Her mom was sitting on the recliner a few feet away. She watched her dad walk in, her eyes were glued to him and she wondered if her teasing had broken her Dad down at all. She was disappointed when he sat down on the couch away from her. They turned on the movie and began watching. A couple minutes into the movie, she pretended there was a glare and moved to the couch next to her dad. She could feel his whole body stiffen up next to her. She leaned up against him resting her head on his shoulder, and laced her fingers through his. She rested their hands over his lap, letting it rest lightly on his thigh. Her mom was watching the movie intently, so she turned her face sideways and brushed her lips in a gentle kiss right under his ear. He shivered. She sucked on his earlobe Shelby looked at the back of her mother's head, which was watching the movie. She reached up and kissed her dad on the lips. He didn't pull away from her, but he wasn't an active participant either. She pulled away, slightly hurt, and he looked at her through shuttered eyes. She could see desire and guilt on his face. She didn't give him time to think about the danger of the situation they were in. It was so similar to the one they had been in a few days ago, but this time her mom was in the room with them. Her heart was pounding with thrill and arousal and she kissed him again. This time he kissed back, his tongue probed her mouth and she opened to him willingly. She felt his strong hand surround her breast and squeeze. She held back the moan that ached to be let out. As smoothly as she could manage with their bodies tangled she took her bra off and stuffed it behind the cushions of the couch hoping she could move it before her mother found it. He dad welcomed the extra access; he reached under her tank top and fondled her gently, pulling her nipple away from her chest and tweaking it between his two fingers. Her back arched and she thrust her chest forward, encouraging his roaming fingers. He continued to play with her nipples until she was so aroused all she could do was pant heavily into his ear. "Mmm yes!" she encouraged him in a whisper. The sound of the horror movie was masking the heavy breathing that was resulting in their fooling around. Naughtily, her dad tugged the top of her tank top down so that it was caught on the underside of her perky tits, exposing her pink nipples to his hungry eyes. He bent down and flicked the tip with his tongue. He sucked it gently into his mouth and bit it softly. She held his head to her breast and leaned back until she was lying down on the couch. The position was awkward and her dad shifted until he was between her legs, his hard cock against her pussy. She shifted her hips up and down, encouraging him. Not that he needed encouraging. He grabbed her hips and pulled her tight against his hard on until she felt a delicious pressure on her clit. She wrapped her legs around him and dug her heel into his back. She wanted more. She covered up his moans by kissing him passionately. Their tongues swirled against each other in a haze of lust. Shelby was almost lost in the passion enough that she didn't hear her mom shift, but her dad froze a look of terror on his face. He sat back as quietly as he could and left her lying on the couch missing the feel of his body against hers. The serial killer took that moment to burst onto the screen and Shelby shrieked. "Daddy, I'm scared." she said loud enough for her mom to hear. "Can I sit on your lap?" Her dad's eyes lit up but he kept his voice calm as he replied, "Sure sweetie." Without hesitating, she scrambled up into her dad's lap. The blanket covered the fact that she was straddling him and to her mom it just looked like she had turned to hide her face in his shoulder so she wouldn't have to watch the scary parts. She began to rock her hips against him slowly at first but she picked up speed until she was grinding her hips against his. He reached down and grabbed her ass, holding her hips down as tightly as he could. She sat up briefly, but only to slide the waist band of his sweats down and release his hard cock. She gasped when it sprang free. She ran a finger over the tip of his cock and tasted his precum. She had missed the taste of him. She grabbed him and began jacking him off at the same time she was dry humping him. She smiled in delight as his eyes rolled back from the pleasure. She knew this what they had building up to. She had to fuck him now. Unfortunately, she still had her shorts on, so she wriggled out of them awkwardly until she was only in her thong, without hesitation she pulled the thong to the side allowing his cock access to her pussy. She lifted her ass and grabbed his cock firmly; she rubbed it against her clit sending lightning up her spine before guiding the head into her. She froze, reveling in the realization that she was about to fuck her own Dad. Inch at a time, she lowered her hips until he was completely inside her. "Fuck me baby!" he whispered into her ear. "Fuck your daddy." She didn't need any further encouragement. She began to move her hips up and down, she tried to make sure she wasn't moving her body too much, but passion took over and she quickly lost control. She was bouncing on his lap. He had his hands on her hips, and he moved them so that he could rub her clit with his thumb. Her movements became less fluid and he could feel her muscles tighten and release as her orgasm washed over her. "Unh unh unhh." she squeaked in his ear. It hit him that he was fucking his daughter. He was fucking his daughter and she liked it. He had made her cum on his cock as he pounded her little pussy. The realization was too much and his hips jerked upwards. He held her down as he shot ropes of sperm into his own daughter. He was disappointed that he hadn't lasted very long, but the fact that he was fucking his own daughter had been too much. He was grateful that she had come as well; he couldn't forgive himself if she hadn't found her pleasure as well. She collapsed against his chest and they lay there panting. Reluctantly, he realized that the movie was ending and he nudged her. Indicating she had to get off and get back into her shorts. She had barely rearranged herself into a harmless position when her mom turned around in the chair. "I'm going to bed Tom." She announced. He avoided looking at his daughter, "I'm gonna stay up for a bit. I might watch another movie." "Me too." Shelby was sitting back, trying not to grin over what they had just gotten away with. They waited for a couple of minutes after her mom went back upstairs. "We need to talk." her dad spoke first. He was looking at the floor like a chastised puppy. "I'm your Dad. You're my daughter. This shouldn't be happening." "Why not?" "Because it is incest. It's wrong." "It doesn't feel wrong," she said. She was telling the truth. Making love with her father had been amazing. She'd never in her life cum like that before. "It feels perfect." She reached over, and placed her hand on his lap. His eyes fluttered for a second before he regained his composure. "Shelby, don't. I can't think when you do that." But he didn't move to push her hand away. Taking that as encouragement she scooted closer. "Daddy. You love me. I love you. This is what people do when they love each other. It's natural. Forget what society says, or what you're supposed to think," she grabbed his hand held it against her chest. "Does this feel wrong?" Seducing Her Daddy Ch. 02 "No," he groaned and his hand tightened on her breast, "But sweetie, I'm not 18 anymore. I can't just, you know," he motioned at his lap, "be ready whenever you want." "That's fine Daddy," she said understandingly. "We can always go to bed, and play tomorrow." She stood up, but she hadn't made it a single step before her Dad reached out and yanked her back onto his lap. "Not so fast little lady." he whispered in her ear, his hands roaming freely over her body and making her squirm. "I owe you one for what you did at dinner tonight," he said lustily, "and I always pay my debts." Shelby shivered at the arousal she could hear in his voice. Without prompting she slipped her shorts and thong, which was soaked with their combined cum, off and dropped them on the floor. Her dad's hands ran across her whole body, finding places she didn't even know could give her pleasure. He was gently kissing her neck and sucking on her earlobe as his hands worked and she melted under his touch. He obviously knew how to please a woman in ways that none of the boys she'd fucked could even imagine. "Touch me daddy." she moaned. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to the floor laying her down gently. He lowered himself until he was on top of her and kissed her. This kiss was unlike the desperate one they had shared on the couch. He took his time, exploring her mouth. Nipping at her lips playfully one second and plundering the next. He made love to her mouth, bringing her to edge of passion until her hands scrambled at his back. She had never been kissed like that before and he was driving her crazy. She needed release or her head would explode. He pulled away, and the look in his eyes was breath taking. "More." she begged him. He chuckled at her innocence and his lips trailed down her body. He licked around her nipple, and gently bit the ivory skin around it. She'd be covered in hickeys the next day, but she didn't care and neither did he. He had an insane urge to mark her as his. She was his and nobody else's. He dipped his tongue into her belly button and she shivered. He continued to surprise her. She expected him to go straight for her pussy, but he skipped it, placing a chaste kiss on her inner thigh. She spread her legs wider, giving him better access, but he kissed her other thigh, and nipped at it playfully. "Please!" He knew what she was begging for, but he wanted to tease her like she had teased him. He wanted to draw out her pleasure until she was mindless with lust like he had been. His hands massaged her thighs, his thumbs sweeping inches from the one place she wanted to be touched most. "What do you want?" he asked her. He needed to her beg for him. "I want you to make me cum." She was arching her hips upwards. "Oh I will." His voice was so full of promise that Shelby moaned with anticipation. He slid one finger into her folds, and pumped it in and out slowly. Her hips rocked, trying to bring him farther in, but he was in control this time. He kept up that steady teasing pace, and any time she got close to cumming he would pull back and let her cool off. He added another finger; he twisted them around as he pumped. Her moans were painful almost, all she wanted to do was cum, but her Dad was teasing her. Her dad pulled his fingers out and Shelby almost panicked, thinking he was going to leave her like that. But he pulled apart her lips with his fingers and stared at her pussy for a second. "You're so beautiful," he said voice ragged, and Shelby realized he could no more stop than she could. Softly, his tongue delved into her, and she gasped. Nobody had ever gone down on her before and the sensation was overwhelming. She closed her eyes and focused on the feeling her Dad was giving her. His tongue probed her for a while then moved to her clit and sucked on it gently. She realized he went down on her with the same thoroughness that he kissed her with. She wasn't prepared for him to stick three of his fingers in her and suck on her clit. She almost screamed, her orgasm lasted for nearly a minute and she thought her dad was done but he continued, pumping his fingers into her. She could feel the pressure building and her dad could feel it too, because she could feel him smile as her abdomen began to tighten with that tell tale feeling. She jumped in shock as she felt his thumb press up against her asshole. It was covered in her juices, and slid in fairly easily. She had never felt so full and before she could process anything her whole body exploded with her orgasm. She blinked a few times, adjusting to the light and the feeling of emptiness after her dad had pulled his fingers out of her. She felt like a jellyfish, all limp. "I can't move," she admitted her voice shaky. Her dad chuckled at her and crawled up so that he could capture her lips in a gentle kiss. "I love you." he told her earnestly. And her eyes watered with the realization that he was telling the truth, and that their relationship wouldn't suffer. It wouldn't be the same, but it wouldn't suffer. He bent down and kissed the tears from her eyes, looking worried. "I love you too Daddy" she assured him, needing him to know it was true. "Good." He picked her up in his arms, like he used to when she was little and making sure to not leave her underwear on the floor, he carried her up to her room. He put her down in bed gently and pulled the covers around her, tucking her in gently. He kissed her and their tongues, tangled briefly before he stood up. He turned and walked out the door. "I'll dream of you tonight." she promised and he paused in the doorway. He turned around, a huge grin on his face. "Me too sweetie pie. Sweet dreams."