Andrea was the all American girl, straight A's all through school, voted "Most Likely to Succeed," and she also happened to be the apple of her father's eye.
Andrea had always been a beautiful girl, always the envy of the neighborhood girls, and always the object of every teenage boy's fantasies. She was built like a sinful brickhouse, already having boasted a C cup by the time she hit 13 years old. Now that she was 18, her tits were spilling over into a D cup, and to no one's surprise, she was getting all sorts of attention.
Her father, Gabe, had raised Andrea from the time his wife, Candace was killed in a car accident, 12 years ago. Although Gabe dated, he never felt the desire to remarry. He focused all his attention on his one and only daughter, and his photography studio. And, now that Andrea was 18 years old and looking forward to college, Gabe now had the time to put more energy into revamping his business.
"Daddy? Senior class pictures are this Friday, but I asked Principal Jackson if I could have you take my pictures and he said that was fine. How's your schedule look for Thursday afternoon?" asked Andrea, fixing her usual morning breakfast of toast and orange juice before heading off to school.
"Ummm, Thursday afternoon is bad, I have three weddings. But, I'll swing by, after work, and pick you up and we can go to the studio Thursday night. How does that sound?" he asked, walking in, behind her, and fixing his morning cup of coffee.
"That's great, Daddy. Whatever works for you," she said, giving him a warm smile and walking towards the front door.
"Andrea, you haven't finished your breakfast yet," he said, pointing to the saucer of toast, and the frosty glass of orange juice.
"Sorry, Daddy, no time today. I've got to get to school early. I need some library time before the first period bell," she answered, grabbing her books and giving her father a soft kiss on his cheek.
Gabe just smiled and went about reading the morning paper. As he read, thoughts of Andrea crept into his mind. He thought back to her first day of school, and how committed she was, even at that young age. And now, here she was, 18 years old, still just as committed, and was on her way to college in a few months. He thought about how proud Candace would have been of Andrea. She had always put so much stock in education, and to be able to see her only daughter doing so well in school, would surely have done her heart good.
As the week passed, Thursday crept up rather quickly. And, true to his word, Gabe dropped by the house and picked up Andrea. Only tonight, Andrea did not look like Andrea. Normally, she opted for the conservative look, usually a basic t-shirt and some jeans. But, tonight, Andrea, was decked out in a skin tight, black tank top and a very revealing skirt, which hiked up her hips when she sat down in the passenger seat.
"That's an interesting choice of wardrobe," remarked Gabe, trying his best to focus on the road, and not on Andrea.
"Yeah, well I figured, Hey, this is my senior year in high school, I'm 18 years old now, why not go for it?" she said, smiling and crossing her legs, oh so seductively.
"I guess you have a point there," he said, taking a left and pulling into the parking lot of his studio.
Once inside, Gabe made sure the front door was securely locked, and instructed Andrea to go into Studio B, the second door on the left.
He excused himself and slipped into his office, quickly shutting the door and unzipping his pants. His cock was rock hard from the sight of Andrea's revealing outfit. He reached into his desk and pulled out a package of condoms, instantly pulling one from the pack and shoving them back under a stack of papers. He took a few minutes to stroke his thick shaft, rubbing the bubble of precum on his cock tip and slightly humping, getting the feeling of fucking. He slid the condom on and zipped his pants back up, turning and exiting the office.
"There you are," chirped Andrea, who by now, was perched up on top of a small pedestal, legs crossed and nipples so hard you could cut glass with them, poking through her tight tank top.
"Yeah, sorry about that, honey," he said, "I had some files I had to put up."
"No problem," she said, climbing down off the pedestal, "Where do you want me to be?"
"Over there's fine," he said, pointing to a wooden chair, "You just need headshots, right?"
"Yeah, basically," she said, taking a seat, and again, crossing her sexy, tan legs.
As Gabe looked thru the lens, he kept the camera pointed upwards, but zoomed in on his daughter's sexy, full tits.
"Ok, honey, smile," he said, clicking picture after picture.
Andrea moved in all directions, giving her father many poses to choose from, 25 in all. After she felt she had posed all she could, she started to get up.
Gabe's dick was solid concrete now and he could feel the pre cum oozing from his cock slit, "Sit down, and I'll take just some goofy shots of you."
Andrea giggled and sat back down, straddling the chair and sticking her tongue out at her father. He cracked a smile, and encouraged her to keep posing.
Shot after shot, Gabe's cock screamed a little more. The late night hour was quickly approaching, and Andrea began hinting around to going home.
"Wait, not yet," said Gabe, walking out from behind the camera, "Stand up, Andrea."
She slowly stood up, facing her father, completely naive to the fact that he had a raging hardon now, solely because of her.
"What, Daddy?" she asked, gazing up into his dark, green eyes.
"You are so beautiful, honey," he whispered, reaching out and taking both of her hands into his, "Daddy's so proud of you."
"Thank you, Daddy," she whispered back, smiling and giving him a kiss.
But, this kiss was not the usual father/daughter kiss. Gabe grabbed his sultry daughter, and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her just as he had kissed her mother all those years.
Funny thing is, Andrea offered no resistance. She wrapped her arms around her father and kissed him back, just as, if not more passionately then he was kissing her.
Slowly, the father and daughter dropped to their knees, Gabe on top of Andrea, kissing her hard and fondling her sexy tits through her tank top.
His cock pressed into her slit, and she moaned loudly into her father's mouth.
He broke the kiss and whispered, "Take your clothes off, baby, let Daddy get some dirty pictures of you, something to remember you by once you're in college."
Andrea smiled and slowly stood back up, as Gabe went back behind the camera, this time, with his pants unzipped and halfway falling down already.
She looked directly into the lens and seductively slid her fingers beneath the spaghetti straps of her tank top, pulling them down over her boney shoulders, past her tits and flat stomach, past her hips and down to her ankles. Not surprisingly, she wasn't wearing a bra.
Gabe's cock almost jumped out of his skin when he saw his daughter's sexy tits. She smiled and giggled seductively as she unzipped her skirt and let it too, fall to her feet. And, there she stood, wearing nothing but a white lace, completely see through thong. Gabe licked his lips and began clicking pictures of his half naked daughter.
"Do I make you hot, Daddy?" she asked.
"Oh, God yes, honey, Daddy's on fire for you, baby," he answered, clicking picture after picture while Andrea slid off the panties, now completely naked.
She took a step back, kicking her clothes across the room, and sat down in the chair, again straddling it. Gabe groaned as he caught a glimpse of his daughter's hairy pussy. He had always loved the natural look. He loved how his cum used to look like pearls on Candace's pubic hair.
"Spread your legs, baby," he instructed, unbuttoning his shirt, tossing it over to Andrea's pile of clothes.
Andrea obeyed and leaned back a bit, planting her feet on the chair and totally opening her pussy all the way up. Gabe slid his pants down, kicking them too, over to the pile of clothes.