Seducing Daddy

She was still wearing the dark sports bra and black lace panties that she had worn during the party, but standing there by the window, the moonlight gave her an unearthly appearance that was almost hypnotic to me. Her abs were so tight and well formed that I could barely keep from staring openly at her.

I sleep in the nude and that night was no different, so when she sat next to me on the bed, I pulled the covers up and held them over my boobs. I started to ask why she was there, but when she touched my cheek any doubt I had dissolved completely.

“Lacey, I thought about giving you some lame excuse about not being comfortable on the air mattress, but we both know that isn’t true.” She kept caressing my cheek as she spoke and I found myself turning my face into her palm. “I could tell from the way you kissed me that you liked it and I’ve wanted to kiss you like that for awhile now. C’mon, admit it. You liked it to, didn’t you?”

“Well maybe” I said, “but now, I mean everyone is here.”

“So? You know they don’t really care. This isn’t high school anymore Lacey. Besides they will find out sooner or later anyway, right?”

She had caught me completely off guard and I couldn’t think of anything to say. When she leaned over and kissed me I lost whatever composure I had left and melted into her arms. I felt the covers being pulled down to my waist and when her hand cupped my breast all I could do was hold it there with my own.

I could feel my heart beating hard in my chest as we kissed and her soft hand felt incredible as she played with my titties. As she climbed under the covers with me, she told me how happy she was that I was undressed. The whole thing had me really scared, but being afraid always seems to make me hot, so the more I felt it, the more willing I was to let her continue touching me.

We kissed like that that for what seemed like several minutes and during that time she never tried to touch my pussy at all. She just kept playing with and kissing my nipples until I was so wet I couldn’t stand it. When I finally got up the courage to touch hers, she sat up and pulled her sports bra of, showing me her wonderful boobs.

She guided my mouth to one and held me gently to it as I took it into my mouth. I could hear her sharp intake of breath as I sucked on it and then she guided me to the other. I could hear her cooing at me quietly while she stroked my face and shoulders and then she laid me onto my back.

“Lacey, just relax baby. I promise you are going to love this.” With that, she pulled the covers off and started kissing her way down my stomach. I knew where she was headed and I opened my thighs for her, letting her slim body move in between them.

I had no idea what to say, but when I felt her soft lips glide over my pussy, I began trembling in anticipation. The softness of her lips and the intuitive action of her tongue were unlike anything I’d felt before. She kissed and teased my pussy so gently that she had me arching up and rotating my hips towards the gentle flicking against my clit.

There was nothing rough or insistent in her technique, just a slowly building cadence of wet caresses that I knew I’d not be able to resist. She seemed totally in tune with me and every time I felt a need for her to move or change how she was licking me, she responded wonderfully.

I watched her in the moonlight as she sucked her finger into her mouth and then brought it downward toward my opening. When she slid it into me and started curling it upwards, I almost jumped off of the bed, but then her mouth sealed itself on my clit and all I could do was thrash about, trying not to scream out loud.

No one had ever found my G-spot before. I didn’t even know what it was, but Riana found it easily and pressed her finger firmly against the sensitive spot, bringing me to one of the most explosive orgasms I’ve ever had.

She held me there, kissing and slowly licking my pussy while the O rolled through me. Every time I thought it was easing, she managed to set me off again until she had my body shuddering on its own.

By the time she stopped, my thighs were wet from my juice and my whole body was purring like a kitten. She moved up next to me and pulled the covers over us as she took me into her arms.

A little later, I had the chance to return the favor and I found that I loved the tastes and aromas of another women. We made love for a long while before we fell asleep together. In the morning, we got our share of giggles, smirks and such but Riana and I just smiled back. Like she said, they were going to find out sooner or later anyway.

Over the next few days I just couldn’t stop thinking about Riana and how exciting it was to make love with her. The whole thing had made me so hot that I could barely control myself. I kept looking over the pictures we took and I rubbed my poor pussy until I came while thinking about her fantastic body.

Looking back, my constant arousal wasn’t lost on my dad and our flirting became even more daring over that week until I finally upped the ante by leaving the Polaroid’s of me and the other girls on my nightstand. I don’t really know what I was hoping for, but I really wanted him to see them. More to the point, I wanted him to see the picture of me flashing the camera.

When I came home that night I could tell that he had found them because they weren’t in the specific order I had purposely left them in. All kinds of thoughts went through my head that night. Was he shocked? Did he like them? I even wondered if he was jacking off to pictures of me. I could hardly believe it, but at the same time I was sure that he did. I guess I should have been afraid or even disgusted, but all I really felt was a creeping excitement that refused to go away.

So, by Friday, I was so excited that my whole body was tingling and my head was swimming from the fear and excitement of what my desires were driving me to do. I was dying for my daddy to touch me, but I was totally frustrated by how to get him to do it.

That night, when I would have put on the jersey I usually wore before bed, I instead chose a tight fitting spaghetti strap top that formed up against my boobs and caused my pert nipples to be easily visible through the thin fabric. The top didn’t come down far enough for me to get away with only wearing panties though, so I slipped on a some thin pink cotton shorts that hid little more of my legs and hips then the panties alone would have. I had made up my mind to do more than just tease him this time and as I looked at myself in the mirror, I was sure he’d take notice.

Grabbing my brush from the bathroom, I came out into the living room where Daddy was sitting in his recliner. As I came out of the hall, his eyes got kind of big and I watched happily as his gaze traveled up and down my body. I walked up close until my thighs were touching the chair and handed him my brush. “Hey Dad, would you please help me brush my hair out? It’s full of all kinds of static and stuff and I could really use some help with it.”

“Uhm, sure Lacey. I’d be glad too” he said to me as he took the brush and sat up in his chair.

Once he was upright, I sat down on the chair between his legs with my back to him and fluffed out my long brown hair for him. As he moved forward, I scooted my butt back a little until I felt the material of his sweatpants touching the bare skin of my lower back. Just thinking about his cock being so close to me had my heart pounding in my chest and my pussy was already wet enough to make my panties damp.

I glanced down at my titties as he worked on my hair and I was a little shocked at how far my nipples were protruding from underneath the fabric of my top. Between that and the telltale aroma of my wetness filling my senses, I had become dizzy with excitement and was finding it difficult to breath.

Now, I love having someone brush my hair for me. Feeling them lifting my hair as they run the brush down my back is one of those sweet luxuries that really makes me feel feminine and beautiful. So when Daddy took hold of my shoulder to steady me, I arched back toward him without thinking and as he leaned back too, I felt something hard under his pants just brush against my ass. Oh my God!, I thought, his cock is hard! Oh fuck, I’ve given my own dad a hard on!

Once I felt his dick touch me, even for that small moment, I knew I had to feel it again. I shifted how I was sitting slightly, rolling my hips up and back until I was pressing my butt into his crotch. Fuck, I’ve got to tell you that I’m getting wet now as I’m thinking about it, but back then, as it actually happened, my breath froze in my throat and I swear my heart must have skipped a beat as I felt the long underside of his cock fall against the top of my ass.

I was so focused on the sensation of his erection at the small of my back that I didn’t even notice that Daddy had stopped brushing my hair. I moved my hips up and down a bit, savoring the light pressure his cock put on my skin until Daddy took hold of my hips.

“Lacey, um, that’s not a good idea, baby.”

I froze right there, not daring to move for what seemed like forever. Then I slid off of the chair onto my knees, facing him. “Did I make you hard daddy?” I whispered. I couldn’t even meet his gaze because my eyes were locked on the bulge his cock was making in his pants.

“Oh, damn Lacey, I’m sorry I…” he was sputtering and trying to close his legs, but I was too close and all he ended up doing was pressing his knees into my sides right by my boobs.

I interrupted his attempts to explain himself by holding my hand just inches away from his package. “Can I touch it? I really want to, Daddy.” Without waiting for him to answer, I started tracing the outline of his penis with my fingertips. “Wow, you really are hard. Am I doing that to you?”

Dad leaned back into his chair and gripped the arms so hard that I swear his knuckles were turning white. “Lacey, oh my God. Do you know what you’re doing, baby?

I was so scared that I couldn’t speak so I just nodded my head and started squeezing his cock through his pants. In fact, I hadn’t been this terrified or excited since the day I had lost my virginity. I lifted up high on my knees so that I could use both hands and started to pull the waist band of his sweats down. “Can I see it Daddy? Just for a second?”