It was a lazy Sunday afternoon and I was round at my Daddy's house having come back from university for the weekend. We had spent the afternoon together, and it had been really nice. My Daddy and I have always been close. I can trust him with everything and I always try my hardest to keep him happy. My mother passed away when I was just 4 so I don't have many vivid memories of her. My daddy is always telling me how much I remind him of her. From my flowing brown hair and deep brown eyes, to my soft skin and figure which is curvy in all the right places. Although I'm only 18, my breasts have developed fully and are surprisingly firm at 36C.
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You know that it isn't right for anything to happen because I am your daughter but I'm wearing a tiny little vest top, which every now and again you see my nipples point through and occasionally your hands brush against when I reach across you. Along with that I am wearing a light summery skirt. It isn't too short but you can see the exact outline of my body and you can't quite tell if I'm wearing underwear.
We're sitting on the sofa together and my legs are hooked over yours. You absentmindedly stroke my legs feeling how smooth they are, creeping up further and further along my thigh. You tell me how glad you are that I am there and I tell you how happy I am to be with my daddy.
As it gets later and later, its almost time for me to go to bed. You tell me that maybe I should think about getting ready for bed and I instantly protest telling you how I don't want to go to bed all by myself. You tell me that if I am good, I can stay up until you are ready to sleep. This instantly pleases me and I give you a great big hug to say thank you. You hug me back feeling my young breasts pushed up against your chest and you breath in the sweet scent of my hair and perfume. As you pull away, our eyes meet and you see something in my eyes that wasn't there before. You stroke my hair and face, tilting my head towards yours and gently you kiss me.
At first I am taken aback by this but soon begin to enjoy our first kiss and start to kiss you back much more confidently. You pull away and look at me once more. I lick my lips and tell you how good that felt, to which you reply that maybe it is time for bed together....
You take my hand and lead me to your bedroom, your mind racing with what you are about to do. I follow quietly behind and stand nervously at the corner of your bed. You stand in front of me and tell me how pretty I look and I blush. You start to kiss me again, this time your hands begin to wander over my body, down my back up over my chest and feeling my nipples harden. A slight moan escapes my lips as you tell me to raise my arms. You remove my vest top to reveal a simple white lacy bra. You push my skirt to the floor leaving me standing in just my skirt and matching knickers.
It is now that you decide to ask me if I have ever done anything like this before. I look up into your eyes and tell you that I have only ever kissed boys and let them feel my breasts and that one tried to finger me but it hurt so I stopped him. I tell you that I felt a boys cock before but only through his trousers and never got to see it. You smile and tell me that it's all about to change as daddy is going to show me how real men do things.
You remove your shirt and tell me to sit down on the edge of the bed and you pull my knickers down over my ankles and spread my legs wide. You look at my perfectly shaved pussy and see that it has started to glisten with wetness. You know that I am waiting in anticipation as much as you. You push your head between my legs and have your first taste of my sweet teenage pussy. I moan with pleasure and tell you how good it feels. I'm writhing around on the bed and you feel my juices begin to flood my pussy, you've made sure that I'm as wet as I can be then you stand up and push your trousers and boxers to the floor.