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.
