You come home late one evening. I have been waiting up for you. You try and quietly walk in the house, but I hear you. I surprise you at the front door.
"Where have you been young lady?" I'm standing arms crossed in front of you as you try to get upstairs to your bedroom.
"Just out with friends dad. It's not a big deal." You attempt to get around me, but I block your path.
"You were supposed to be home three hours ago. We talked about this. And what the hell are you wearing?" I step back and scan you up and down. You are wearing a very short skirt that I am certain will not cover anything if you ever have to Bend over, and a button up shirt that is tied in the front, and none of the buttons are being used. It is immediately apparent you are not wearing a bra to cover your tits.
"Everyone dresses like this now dad. It's not a big deal. Besides. I'm 18 now, and you can't tell me what I can or cannot wear. Can I please just go to bed now? You can punish me in the morning." You again try to push past me to get upstairs to your room, and I again block your path.
"I don't think so young lady. This is the last straw. We have talked about your staying out late, and now you're dressing like this. You need to be punished. Now!" I grab your arm and pull you into the living room. I am seeing red, and unable to let your attitude go this time. I sit down in the middle of the couch, and pull you across my lap. You are not ready for this, and are unable to catch yourself before you fall across my thighs with a thump. The sudden movement causes your exceptionally short skirt to fly up revealing that you are not wearing panties either. My blood is boiling at this revelation. I raise my hand high above my head bringing it down swiftly and powerfully against your completely naked ass.
"Ow! Dad what the hell?! You can't do this! I'm an adult!" You scream at me, as you try to get up, but I hold you in place and deliver a second blow to your other cheek. "God dammit dad! Stop it! You're hurting me!"
"Good!" I yell. "Maybe you will learn this time! Just because you are 18 now doesn't mean you get to make your own rules. You live under my roof, you follow my rules! You want to dress like this, letting every fuckboy gawk at you?! I raised you better than this!" I bring my hand down hard against your quickly reddening cheeks another half a dozen times. I can hear you whimpering, and fighting back tears. I notice though that my spanking is slowing and my hand is lingering longer and longer on your red ass.
"Daddy please. I promise I won't do it again. I'll listen I promise." You speak so softly, but hearing you call me daddy has an effect on me that I was not expecting. I feel a twitch inside me. My hand now just sitting on your ass, hot from the abuse I've just shown it, starts to rub back and forth across your swollen cheeks. Back and forth, slowly pushing down harder and harder until my fingers are grazing your pussy lips with each pass. I swear I feel you push back against my hand a couple times, and I notice that you're shaved, and wet. You moan as I let my fingertips press into your slit. No words are spoken. You turn your head back and catch my eye, and simple raise your ass off my lap, and turn your head forwards again. I push in gently allowing my middle finger to slip past your wet entrance and into your tight hole. You moan.
"Oh god daddy." Just what I needed to hear. I start to slide my finger in and out of your wet pussy. You keep pushing back, and I am at a loss for what is happening. As I add a second finger the only thought in my mind is that I am fingering my daughter, and I don't want to stop until I make her cum. I pick up my pace as your breathing gets louder.
"Yes daddy! Keep going! Oh god you feel so good inside me daddy. Finger fuck my wet pussy daddy. Please make me cum." Your words are music to my ears, and I start going harder and deeper wanting to make you cum on my lap. I don't have to wait long. You cry out that your cumming as your lips clamp down on my fingers. I pull my fingers from you, pick you up and carry you to my bedroom. I throw you unto my bed, and tear off your top. Your breasts are perfect, and I get on top of you so I can suck on them. I again slide my fingers into your pussy, and have you cumming again in no time. I slide off the bed and quickly strip. I grab your legs and pull you to the end of the bed.
