Tiffany loved Thursday night, well the third Thursday night of the month anyway. That was the night that her mom left to have a night out with the girls. The girls consisted of her mom's sister and her dad's sister. Tiffany never went with them, preferring to spend that time with her dad.
She had always been a daddy's girl, even at 18 that hadn't changed. It was a special time for father and daughter, which meant, it was also pizza night. It had almost become routine that her dad would get tired of flipping through all of the channels and never find a thing on worth watching, so after supper they would put on a movie.
Dan sat across the table from his daughter as they ate their thin crust Meat Lover's pizza. "Is your homework done?"
"Of course," she always made sure nothing interfered with their special night together and them just being able to enjoy each other's company.
"How's the movie I picked out?"
"It's fine dad." She didn't add that it was also irrelevant. He could put on almost anything and she would enjoy it as long as they were watching it together, besides their tastes ran similar.
With supper over, father and daughter went to the living room. This was Tiffany's favorite part. Her dad would lie sideways on the sofa and she would snuggle up against him. He would put his arm around her as they watched the movie.
After watching the movie for a few minutes, Tiffany heard her dad sniffing, "Are you all right?"
"Sure. I like the way your hair smells, it reminds me of flowers."
A big smile broke out on her face. Usually she took a shower right before bed. But on their night, she purposely took a shower when she got home and used a shampoo she knew her dad liked. Tiffany always slept in an oversized football jersey and would wear that and cutoff jeans on their night. Her shirt had ridden up exposing her stomach and she could feel her dad playing with her belly button, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"Missing you."
"What do you mean, I'm right here?" She knew what the problem was before she had even asked the question.
"Yeah, but not for long."
"You know, I don't have to accept that scholarship."
Dan put a stop to that, "You'll do no such thing. We had always planned on you going to college here and then you got that scholarship. Tiffy I want the best for you and I couldn't be prouder, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to miss my little girl."
Tiffany felt a tear flow down her face as he used his pet name for her. She was looking forward to college, but the first 'third Thursday' that she missed her special time with her dad was going to very hard for her and apparently for him too. "I love you."
"I love you right back."
She kept squirming as they continued to watch the movie, because her dad had kept playing with her belly button. It wasn't so much uncomfortable as just strange. "You do realize that you're tickling me?"
Dan chuckled, "Yes, I do."
He didn't stop and she had expected him to, "You aren't stopping are you?"
"Nope," Dan chuckled as his daughter fidgeted. Tiffany had always been ticklish which only made it that much more fun for him. Even though his daughter had developed into a nice looking young woman, she would always be his Tiffy.
Her dad was making her feel odd. It did tickle, but she was feeling a warmth between her legs that she shouldn't. She did the easiest thing and just grabbed his hand and held it. Unfortunately she also wrapped herself with his arm around her and wiggled back against him. Everywhere that her body was touching his was making her tingle all over.
Tiffany was having trouble thinking. Her brain couldn't grasp what was occurring between her and her dad. Her butt covered with her cutoff jeans was pressed against his front and it was making the warmth between her legs grow hotter. Why was she having these feelings for her dad? It felt strange and she moved his fingers away from her stomach, but that made his arm touch the bottom of her bra.
Dan was doing some fidgeting of his own. Her body heat was making him feel some very un-father like things. A wave of guilt rushed through him, this was his daughter! His first impulse was that they should stop what was happening. "Tiffy I think we should probably move."
Tiffany didn't know why it was happening but was reluctant for it to stop, "No, I like laying here with you."
Dan groaned. He knew that it was innocent, but her butt was creating a very inviting sensation and he felt himself getting an erection. He was ashamed of himself; his Tiffy was making him hard! Unless he wanted his daughter to see him that way he had to get her to move. He couldn't insist she move because then she would ask why and he didn't want to have to answer that question. If he didn't do something soon she would see it anyway. He went back to tickling her again in hopes that it would make her to just get up. But, even as he started to tickle her he could feel his cock starting to swell and grow.
"EEE!" Tiffany squealed, reacting as soon as his fingers started tickling her for real. This caused her to jump away from him and land on the floor.
Dan should have let well enough alone, his plan to get her away from him had worked. But, he and Tiffy had always had fun together and he couldn't let this tickling opportunity pass. He jumped on top of her and had his daughter down on the rug. As the tickling commenced, her screams could be heard throughout the entire house.
"AGH!!!!" Tiffany tried to roll away from the torturing fingers but nothing she did was helping. Rocking everyway she could only made her shirt ride up. As a rule she didn't show a lot of skin. She did wear shorts to show off her legs and occasionally her blouse would have a few buttons open that would catch a boy's interest, but that was all, most of the time she was more modest.
He intended it to only be a tickle session. As he saw more and more of her tanned skin Dan could feel his cock throbbing. He couldn't help himself and his hands not only tickled her but help push her shirt up.
Tiffany felt the fingers stop torturing her and gasped out breaths as she tried to recover. Finally staring into her dad's eyes she realized he could see her bra. She was totally embarrassed and yet a strange surge ran up and down her spine. Her first instinct was to cover herself up, but that was replaced almost immediately by a feeling that she wanted him to look. She just lay there and wondered if she should do anything.
Dan's gaze was drawn to her breasts even though it wasn't all that much different than seeing her in her bikini. She only wore her bikini in their back yard for tanning purposes and her tanned skin made a stark contrast to the white of her breasts that was showing.
Tiffany couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking and what he would do. Was he embarrassed? Was he getting turned on like she was? It felt oddly wonderful; and the growing heat between her legs now had her wet. Still panting from the tickling, she kept her eyes on her dad's face and pushed her bra up to show him her breasts.
He swallowed, hard, as his daughter uncovered herself. Dan reached out with both hands to her soft breasts. As he gently played with her nipples, he saw her close her eyes and heard her softly moan.
Tiffany enjoyed his gentle touch and her nipples got hard instantly. She felt his lips on hers and opened her eyes. Her dad was kissing her. As he continued to play, she kissed him back. Feeling him move away, she watched him lower his mouth to her breast. "Mm," her dad was sucking her nipple and it felt delicious. Her hands went to each side of his head and held him to her.
After a few minutes she felt him move away from her breasts. Her dad hadn't just sucked on her nipples; he had used his mouth all over her breasts. Tiffany couldn't believe they were doing this and knew he had to be feeling just like she was. With his face inches from hers, she saw the desire in his eyes. She pressed her lips to his. "I love you dad."
"I love you too." His cock wanted to be free of his jeans. "Baby, I have a part of me that wants to come out and play." He took her hand and placed it over his restrained erection. "Are you sure?" His daughter's answer was to start rubbing her hand against the front of his jeans.
Dan had mixed feelings. This was his daughter and he loved her. She was also a nice looking woman and he desired her. The realization that she also wanted him made him want to rip her clothes off. Instead, he picked her up and carried her to her bedroom.
Tiffany felt her dad's strong arms around her as he carried her. She had never thought of her dad sexually. No, the truth was that she had fantasized about him but had never thought to act on it. The heat between her legs had continued to grow and she was positively gushing.
Dan laid her on her bed, kissed her gently and just stood there. "I want you Tiffy."