It hadn't been ten minutes since masturbating over my Babydoll, but seeing her in that towel just made my cock twitch. She didn't know it, but pretty soon that tight ass of hers would be mine, and her slut behaviour would be for me only.
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As I climber the stairs, it hit me. what the hell was I doing? How could I been teasing Daddy like this? But the burning in between my legs was telling me different...no matter how guilty I felt, how wrong, I wanted this, no, I needed it. Now I was upstairs in my room, I knew I had to carry the teasing on. I knew if I wasn't downstairs in a matter of minutes Daddy would tan my hide, and although that might have added a kinky edge to my plan, I didn't want him to be in control...not just yet. It had to be in the outfit.
I knew I couldn't appear over slutty, so I chose my underwear with care...just a pair of simple white cotton briefs. Not having a bra would let my tits cry out to him...and knowing my father's relationship with my mother, tits were big things with him. Due to the heat I decided on my tennis dress, I'd be at practise later anyway, but the main reason I chose it was because it was sleeveless and not to mention very short. I let my hair fall wet to my waist, pinched my nipples a little to get them erect and bounded down the stairs. I was going to make Daddy very please to see me...
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At the sound of her skipping down the stairs, I realised I had to punish her, at least indirectly for the prickteasing show I'd got in the shower. And it was about bloody time she cleaned up the house too. I opened my mouth to begin to yell, but the words stuck in my throat.
My baby didn't look like a baby no more. The teasing slut was dressed in the shortest dress I'd ever seen, and her hair, still wet had soaked through the thin cotton...from where I stood I felt like I was a judge in a wet-t shirt competition - he brown nipples peaking through, hard and erect. My penis was now so hard I felt sure she could see it. I moved my eyes to her face, and sure enough, my little girl's eyes were glued to my crotch, and I swear, I saw her lick her lips! That was is. I strode over to her, grabbed her by the arm and marched her into the kitchen.
"By god Angelica, if you think you're off out to play, you've got another thing coming, clean up this pigsty or else!!"
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I'd got him right where I wanted him, and seeing his cock that hard was getting me as wet as my dress almost was!
I stuck out my bottom lip and pouted, pretending to protest, before heading for the living room. Daddy had made himself as comfortable as he could be with a raging hard-on on the couch, and I began to pick up around him. It was the perfect opportunity.
After taking a deep breath, it was time to tease just a little more. I bent to pick up the plates from my last meal, and so doing turned my back to him. I bent from the waist, and I could feel that short dress ride up over my ass, exposing my panties to him. I looked back at him, his eyes were on me. I smiled...it was working. I turned and bent over him to reach a glass behind his head...this time he got to see almost all my tits. I swore I heard him groan...