'm writing this because it's something I need to do. I need to write this for my own well being. I have to silently peck the keys in my dark study in the hopes that the chattering of the keyboard will not spark the interest of my wife Helen, just two doors down. I know it sounds kinda silly, but that's just me; 'Scaredy Cat Jack' as the kids in school called me. But enough about me. This is truly about my daughter...
In order to get the ball rolling, I will only say that which is needed. The raw facts of the immediate time. I am just thirty minutes away from turning the 'Big Forty.' Helen still has another two years. Our daughter will be nineteen in two months. Now that we've been introduced, let's begin with Lilly.
When Lilly was born, Helen and I laughed at what we held. Tears of joy would pour down our faces as we had suddenly become parents. This little wonder had us to look to, and we now to her. Naming our child was something that we struggled with but it didn't take us long at all to find the one that truly fit.
Lilly was always an oddball. She was a quick learner, but learned things in the most peculiar of manners. But that was our girl. As she grew older, her wit stayed as sharp as ever. She began to show a lot of the looks she obtained from her mother. She had soft blonde hair, just like Helen. Both of them have eyes that were that emerald green you only find in jewelry shops. Same small nose, and similar giggles. However, she did gather some from my side as well. But my features need not be discussed.
She had a normal childhood as far as I could tell. We always maintained a healthy relationship with her all through her years. When she reached High School, she was just shy of being the head of her class. Not only that, but she was turning heads like the best of them. My little girl had begun to fill out in places a father never should notice. Her bust had grown to fill C-cups proudly. Her posture stood tall with the rest of her fit body. By her senior year, she was quite something. Having been involved in jazz dance the past four years kept her firm and fit. Her hair she kept shoulder length. But as for her fashion sense, she always wore tight clothes. Nothing sleazy, but definitely ones that framed her form.
It was about a month and a half after we celebrated Lilly's eighteenth birthday that the first incident occurred.
I had just come home from a long and boring business trip. I opened the door and set my brief case down. As I was about to hang up my coat, I noticed an extra jacket on the rack. It belonged to Lilly's best friend Celeste. Celeste was almost the visual opposite of Lilly. Her hair changed as often as a chameleon. Long and red one week. Short and dark the next. Her face had more roundness compared to Lilly's, but not in a bad way. Celeste was also on the dance team.
As I looked around the entry room, not a soul was to be seen. It was a Friday. Helen always works late on Friday. The other two would more than likely be up in Lilly's room doing whatever it was that those two do. As for me, Friday night meant poker night which I always thought was a fine tradition to end the work week.
I loosened my tie and popped the first few buttons free on my collar shirt. Now I know it isn't exciting, but I do have a bit of a routine when I get home. Mainly that consists of what I've already described. But of course, after that is about the same. Grab a beer, read a line from the paper as I pass the kitchen counter, and unwind on the couch until the bottles empty. Repeat every twenty-four hours.
So there I was, sprawled out on the couch with the cold beer cooling my hand. My head back staring at the ceiling. My vision beginning to blur the specs of spackle from lack of focus. Just melting into the couch. I then hear a door open upstairs.
My eyes shift position on the ceiling as if I were able to see through. I look to the approximate location of Lilly's door and visually follow the footsteps radiating through the floor above me. They draw nearer the stairs. That familiar giggle is heard announcing the arrival of Lilly in front. A laugh behind her from the soft mouth of Celeste as they come down the stairs. From where I'm seated, I cannot see them or them me. For some reason, I sank further into the couch. Hiding it would seem. I now could hear every word.
"So?" my daughter inquired.
A brief pause.
"I don't know," Celeste responded. "It seems really... I don't know."
"Come on. It's not like you'll be the only one. You know I will be doing it too."
What the hell are these two up to, I wonder.
"Yeah, I know but.... I mean... I've never..."
"I haven't either," Lilly quickly interrupted. The levels in her voice did little to hide her excitement. It hid her intentions very well, though.
"Come on Celeste. Don't you think it will be wild?" I could almost hear her raise one eyebrow. The fridge door opens. Bottles clang.
"Oh, I don't doubt it." She responded.
"Then why not?" pleaded my daughter once more as metal scrapped together followed by the hiss of a bottle cap. That little snit. If she just took one of my beers...
"Well... I'm not sure..."
Another pause filled the air.
"Fine," Lilly said. "I'm going to. You'll just miss out."
"Wait!" Jumped Celeste's voice. "You said you wouldn't without me."
"Well I changed my mind. I'm gonna do it, and I guess you'll just miss out." Footsteps began to head back to the stairway and began to trot up.
"Lilly! Wait!" Cried Celeste as she followed behind.
My eyes followed the footsteps across the ceiling once more. I door shut only to be followed moments later with the low reverberation of bass from above. What was it that they were talking about? Millions of possibilities were flying through my head. The father figure in me felt like running up there and finding out, yet what if it was something simple and harmless. No good would come from that.
Slowly I arose, shaking my head at myself as I slowly headed back into the kitchen. Upon disposing of my trash, I noticed the bottle cap. She had indeed raided my brews. I wonder how long that's been going on. And here I thought it was Helen.
I looked up to the ceiling and shook my head once more.
Kids.... Always up to something.
As I headed towards the stairs, I snagged the paper on the counter. Quickly I skimmed the topics as I climbed the steps. Pretty much the same thing now-a-days. War, Crime, Weather, and some student from some school being honored for something.
Lilly's door was closed as I entered the hallway. The music blaring out from the crack was barely masking their mumbled voices. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as I walked past but then came a low moan that almost made me stumble. I turned and stared at the door. There is no mistaking what that sound meant.
"How does it feel?" Celeste
"Oh God it's cold!" Lilly's voice cooed.
I know I shouldn't have, but I leaned against the door pressing my ear to the wood.
"Just cold?" Celeste sounded disappointed.
"Oh no. It's... It's kinda' weird but it feels.... Oh wow,' my little baby purred scarcely keeping her breath.
The soft moans seeped through the door and right into me. A stirring in my loins slowly began. What am I doing!
"Hurry Celeste... You.. You gotta' try it!
"It doesn't hurt at all?"
"God No! If you don't put them in, I will for you!"
Suddenly I had no idea what they were talking about, but for some reason, my hardon had a pretty good idea. My breathing intensified as I pressed harder into the door eager to hear Celeste's response.
"You would?"
Then the music suddenly stopped. Did the song end? Did the girls stop it? Do they know I'm here? What are they doing?!?
Silence.
And then I heard a new sound. A new moan. This time from the soft lips of my daughter's companion.
"Oh Lilly! What are you... UGH!" Celeste cried.
"I don't think you're wet enough. I'm just trying to help,"
Oh God yes! Help her part of me pleaded. My body felt on fire with a different sensation boiling through me. I looked down to see my hand betraying myself and siding with my rebellious erection. I couldn't help but continue stroking myself through my pants as I heard these taboo sounds.
"Oh Right there! Oh YES!" cried Celeste as the bed squeaked. She must be rocking that thing.
"That's a good girl," my baby encouraged "Get nice and wet for me."
"Oh Lilly! GOD damn! Oh!"
Whatever was planned, I'm sure Celeste was plenty wet for her. God I know she would be plenty wet for me. How I longed to be in that room right now. My imagination was just going wild with what they were doing. Never before had I had these thoughts, but my urges were suddenly getting the best of me. I bit my lip hard to fight the need to pull my dick out.
Celeste's panting increased. She was close.
"Make her cum, Baby," I whispered into the door. "Make her cum
"Oh God! Lilly, I'm... UUUGGGHHHHHH!" Celeste erupted in passion. The rolling pleasure of an orgasm raking through my body.
"That's a good girl," Lilly purred.
Celeste's heavy breathing could be heard still as she basked in the glory of the feelings.
"God that was good!" voiced Celeste. "I thought you were going to put them in me though." She questioned.
"Yeah, I thought so too. I guess I just got carried away. I'm a little surprised. I've never done that to a girl. I don't know what came over me."
"We'll I'm sure as hell not complaining. You seemed to know what you were doing and it felt fine by me!"
They both giggled. How fucking adorable, I couldn't help but think as my own breath came back to me. I could taste the sweat which now covered me.
"So... Are you gonna put 'em in still?"
"If you want it." Lilly responded.
I looked down at my still strained hard on. I could almost hear it screaming at me. My blood seemed to be boiling inside me. My thoughts were now turning to flee to some dark corner of the house and beat off in my dark fantasy. Yet, as much as I wanted to, as much as I needed to, I couldn't leave the door. I could still hear them.
"Oh Gosh!" Celeste stuttered. "They do feel weird.... But I think I like it. How long do we leave them in for?"
Okay, time to gain control. Slow your breathing. Slow down. I forced their voices into a distant corner in my mind.
"The lady at the store said you use them for about ten minutes and you will be randy as all hell. Allen's gonna' be in town tonight so I don't think I'm taking them out 'til he gets here."
"There we go." I demanded control of myself. "In and out. Deep breaths." I promised myself that I could handle this.
Allen was Lilly's old boyfriend. I personally never cared much for the little prick, but Lilly did. She could do so much better.
My blood is cooling. Down. Calming down.
"So what? You gonna' jump his bones as soon as he walks in?" Celeste asked.
Slowly, I begin to control my body again. There we go.
"That's the idea. Mom's always working late now-a-days, and Dad's got a poker game tonight. I'm gonna' fuck him silly on Daddy's big bed!"
What?!? Suddenly my body ignited again. My daughter's dirty mouth releasing her naughty plans turned my body on again in ways no father should. Why, Dear God, Why?!? Control Yourself!
"Call me afterwards, okay? I wanna' know all the details. I won't even take mine out until then too." Celeste chirped. That little minx.
"Sounds like fun." Lilly replied.
And then a danger arrived. The sound of footsteps inside the room coming closer. Oh SHIT!
I dove out of the hallway and into our room as fast as I could manage. Into the room I take up sanctuary. I think it was quiet. I hope it was quiet.
Lilly's door opened and I could hear their soft voices down the hall. Then a brief silence followed by muffled laughter. Footsteps headed down the stairs, out the front door and I am alone again.
My member reminds me I need to release some tension. Now's as good a time as any I guess. I don't think I've ever gotten out of my work clothes faster but I desperately needed to get the batter off the brain and I had my mind full of possibilities. So freshly naked, I look forward to these next minutes.
My rock hard cock seemed to laugh at me like a master to pupil as I snagged some of my wife's hand lotion and prepped myself. Yes, I thought looking down at it, you won you little bastard.
I smeared the lotion on my hand and placed my lubricated palm onto my quaking member. No sooner had I done so than a soft tapping on my bedroom door.
'Daddy?' Lilly's voice called. Oh Lilly.
No! Oh Please NO! Not now!
'Daddy, are you there? I saw your car in the drive way. Dad?'
I'm frozen in place. My hand around my cock, greased and moving. I can't help but keep squeezing my rod to the sound of my sweet Lilly on the other side of that thin door. My cock was screaming for her to come in and aide. Down you fucking beast!
A hushed click came from the turning doorknob. She was coming in!
The shock suddenly left me as I scanned around in panic. I ran into the master bath and grabbed a large bath towel. No sooner had I rounded that corner than my bedroom door opened.
'Oh Dad' She sang in that popular sing-song fashion.
I hastily wrapped myself in the towel pinning my raging dick in the twelve-o-clock position. There was no way of hiding the bulge, but this was all I had.
I found my voice.
'Oh L... Lilly!' I choked from the bathroom, 'I didn't hear you come in.' I rolled my eyes as I quoted the ridiculous line unintentionally. I did everything I could to stay out of sight. It was all for naught as she trotted into the room and right round the corner into the master bath. She halted right in front of me seeming ever so chipper.
There I was; face-to-face with my daughter as I tried to hide the erection of my life. The very same one I should be beating furiously right now with forbidden thoughts of her and her friend.... What the hell have I become?!?
Sweet Lilly never looked down as she stood in front of me.
'Hi Daddy!' she squeaked as she placed her tiny hands on my shoulders and stretched up to kiss my cheek. My erection tried to bust out of its fluffy prison when it seemed to sense her presence. Crafty little fucker.
I couldn't help but glance at her ass in the mirror as she stretched up. So firm and round. I sure have a daughter to be proud of. I couldn't pry my mind off the fact I knew there was something in her prepping her for her wild night.
She settled back down. 'So when did you get home?' she asked. Her cheeks a bit red.
'Oh, um.' My mouth was incredibly dry. 'Not long ago. I just felt like a shower today.'
Please buy it. It seems plausible to me.
'Okay,' she said with a smile. 'I'll let you get to it.' She said as she turned and began to leave. And then, as she left, she stared into the mirror. I looked to her reflection and saw not her eyes. They were busy traveling over my body. My little girl checking out her father. She rounded the corner and stopped at the bedroom door.
'Oh, and I thought you should know; Mom called and said she would be pulling another all-nighter. You know how she is when she's got a trial going... Anyway, I'm in charge of dinner tonight. How's frozen pizza sound?"
'Perfect' was all I could manage.
'Goody. Twenty minutes then!' she said and closed the door.
It wasn't until she shut the door to the bedroom that I noticed my dick again. The towel had loosened and there was no doubt in my mind that she had noted my raging cock bench pressing the towel away from my body.
Twenty minutes.... I actually have to shower now... but I think I can still take care of this problem....yeah. But first things first...
I hopped in the shower and began the traditional once around we all know so well. Just to get that out of the way. Then I take a stance and close my eyes ready to finally release these demon seeds I've built up.
I close my fist around my swollen member and begin to slowly pump. An uncontrolled moan escapes my lips but dies in the dull pouring of the shower. I let my mind wander to where ever it may with what I heard.
There is Celeste. Lying legs spread on little Lilly's bed. In my mind, she is shaven and wet. Her hips rotating as she squeezes her eyes shut. Her pouting lips panting hard.
Between her milky thighs, I find Lilly. Sweet Lilly. Naked as the day Helen birthed her. Her skin glistening in the sweat of lust. Her firm ass in the air as she plants her face in the moist mound of her life-long friend. Her arms grab Celeste's thighs and pull her hard against her face. She pushes her tongue into Celeste as deep as she can.
Celeste's moans fill this air. Her panting. She grabs her breasts. She pulls her nipples. She grabs Lilly's head and pulls her tight. She pulls her hair. They press their bodies together. Tighter. Gliding on each other's sweat. Limbs spread. Bodies arching and panting. The air is hot.
Then slowly, the character's shift. Suddenly, I'm looking at Lilly being eaten out by Celeste. I'm looking at my dear child grinding her pussy against her friend's face as she pleasures her. And then she opens her eyes.
Suddenly, those seductive green eyes are locked on me as she pants. Her chest rising. She stares at me hard as she moans and purrs. Rocking her hips, she whisper's my name. I can see myself walking forward in a trance with my rock hard cock in one hand.
Lilly roughly grabs Celeste by the hair and practically throws her away. She spreads her legs further and begs me to come closer. She leans back. Her hands slipping down her body. Starting at her neck, they slide past her collar. Her fingers trace her nipples as she passes them by. Her stomach. Her navel. And then both soft hands cover her pelvis, hiding her forbidden fruit from her father.
I'm standing over her. I've never been harder. I grab my cock at the base and aim it down slightly.
"Show me," I tell her.
With a wicked smile, she pulls her hands apart and opens her pussy to me, spreading her soft lips. The wetness of her nectar drips down her.
'I want you to enter me. Please Daddy,' She begs.
'Daddy, give it to me' she pleads.
'Bury your cock in me, Daddy'
'Fuck me, please,'
'Fuck me, Daddy'
'Daddy,'
'Daddy?'
The voice wasn't in my head anymore. That one came from my bedroom. My hand freezes as I can make out Lilly's shape through the frosted glass of the shower come into view.
'Hey Dad, can you hear me?'
I turn the shower off, suddenly self conscious of myself.
'Jesus, Lilly!' I cried.
'Oh relax, Dad. I can't see anything. Besides...' She trails.
I hate heavy words. Instead of dwelling on the meanings, I move on.
'So what couldn't wait?' I ask.
'The pizza's going cold. You gonna come down or what?' She asked.
SHIT! If my dick could swear, it would be cussing up a storm right now.
'Uh, yeah. Just give me a minute, okay.'
'Okay. Hurry up.' And she leaves again. I look down to my abused tool and for the first time in my life, I apologize to a part of my body. It's gonna have to wait... Again.
My blood felt like pure stored energy. I was starting to feel an ache from the need to release. But certain things will have to wait. Besides, I've almost been caught twice now by the last person who should ever see that side of me.
I toweled off and threw on some clothes. At least I felt on the outside, because nothing but dirty thoughts are all through my mind now.Slowly I walked down the hall towards the kitchen. I could hear Lilly pulling plates around preparing our meal. For some reason, I stopped. Looking to my right, I found myself right outside my little girl's room. The same room I spied on just an hour before. My imagination went wild putting the voices together with the location laid before me. I could almost see Lilly pleasuring Celeste in many different ways. As many as my fevered mind could muster.
I looked back in the direction of the kitchen and saw no one coming. What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this...
I took a step into her room. And then another. My eyes fixed to the bed wear I could swear I saw a flicker of light dancing off the bedspread. Reaching out with my fingers, I trailed them slowly through this shinning spot. It felt moist. It was slightly sticky. My fingers came to my nose as I inhaled deeply.
An aroma that was as familiar as it was unexpected invaded my senses. This could only be the scent of a woman. Which woman didn't matter. It could be one or the other or both.
My heart started pounding. Blood was flying through my veins harder than before as my mind went crazy with whose it could be. My loins began to quiver. My palms began to sweat. I could hear a primal scream deep in my mind.
Calm Down! Calm down, Jack! Breathe. Breathe! BREATHE!...
I don't remember closing my eyes, but that is when I opened them. I exhaled deeply and began to turn to leave. Before I could, I noticed something else. Near her trash can was a bright pink bag, slightly crumbled. A big white heart was printed on the outside.
I picked it up and looked inside. There, in the bottom, was a crumbled up receipt. I stretched it out to make it legible. It was from a place called 'Just a Secret.' I never heard of this place, but I don't tend to drive round town much. Besides, that wasn't what was important. It was what was purchased. Halfway down the receipt, it read: 'BenWaBls'... Ben Wa Balls?
I've heard of these before. Small balls made of metal for multiple purposes. You could fit two in your palm and rotate them around each other as a way to relax or train muscles. A big feature of them it the sound they make. A hollow ringing that pleases the ear. But one of the biggest items of interest for them is their erotic purpose.
If a woman inserts the two small balls into herself, their clanging together acts as a way to build her up to a sexual peak. Basically, if she uses them for five minutes, you should hope to God you are the first man she sees because she's about to jump your bones.
The receipt fell from my fingers. My little girl... I couldn't be mad at her. She is of age for these things, but.... I still felt it hard to comprehend. When did it happen? I tried to deny she was growing up months ago when Helen and I discussed getting her the pill. I just denied it was happening.
I looked down when I noticed my hands were shaking. This is too much to take right now.... I have to get out of this room.
Just a handful of moments pass and Lilly and I are together downstairs. Some music video thing is playing on the television. I don't mind it much; I like music in the background. It keeps my mind from wandering. That seems to be a dangerous occurrence right now anyways. If I began to drift off, I know exactly what's going to awaken.
I take a seat at our counter in the kitchen. The swivel based stool turns slightly under me as I set my weight into it. Little Lilly has her back to me as she slices the pizza. How did I miss her growing up so fast? How did I make this gorgeous woman in front of me? Her short skirt displays the long and silky legs that remind me so much of her mother. Their legs are almost identical, from the soft skin around her thighs to her delicate toes. The gold Chain clasped loosely around her right ankle sparkled as the reflections danced along her feet.
As my eyes traveled up, I noted how her simple collared blouse was hemmed too short as it showed off the small of her back as she leaned in to her slicing. I've always found the back of a woman to be one of their most sexy features but I've never been sure why. I didn't find that elusive answer as I gazed upon my little girl's long and smooth back. Maybe it arouses the curiosity. Perhaps it is the simple elegance of it. It always makes you want to press your own body up against hers as she arches her back. Your hands wrap around her and hold you to her. The scent of her hair fills your lungs. Her long neck just below your lips. You can barely make out the corner of her smile.
Lilly dropped the pizza on a paper plate directly in front of me. My attention snapped back. I couldn't recall if I was just staring at her... was I? I could see no evidence of it. As I looked to her face, all I could see were those rosy red cheeks which I know were not from embarrassment.
I watched as she coasted around the corner and plopped herself on the stool next to me. The sudden impact caused a surprised moan to jump from her lips. I know I gave an odd look because she looked at me sheepishly when she caught my gaze.
She settled herself and took a big bite of her pizza. She looked at me and gave a big grin.
I couldn't help but ask.
"So Lilly, I can't help but notice you seem a little... different today. Anything new?'
She swiveled her chair back and forth as she chewed. She shook her head with that same smile. My mind was glued to the fact the Ben Wa balls must be inside her pussy right now. My little Lilly is all but getting off right in front of me. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks... and somewhere a bit south of that too.
We ate in silence. That was probably for the better because I was afraid of any words that came out of my mouth right now.
Lilly paid no attention to me as she watched the TV. She was still facing me, but her upper torso was slightly turned. She kept swiveling her seat back and forth. She had no idea that as she did so, her skirt raised a little. With every turn, her legs seemed to spread. Almost every second, she showed a little bit more... And she had no idea.
I couldn't pull my eyes away. Not if the Pope himself suddenly appeared in the kitchen and began to freak dance with Janet Reno. I couldn't look away from the sight of my daughter unknowingly exposing herself.
Her forbidden skin lay before me. Her inner thigh glowed with a slight hint of a tan. My heart was pounding as the fabric crept higher. She began to rotate in small circles as she pushed herself into the chair. And then her soft cotton panties came into view. The very same glitter like the spot in her room coated those pink panties of hers. She was so incredibly wet from arousal her underwear was soaked. Her skin shared the same glitter now. Her breathing was deep as her chest began to rise and fall. The tiny dots of her nipples thrust out from under her blouse. My own daughter, past the point of innocent experimentation, was now a bottle of pure arousal.
I had to fight every urge not to slam her against the counter top and rip off those pink panties of hers. My hand began to shake again as my erect cock betrayed me once more. Jack, you sick fuck! That's your daughter! Calm the fuck DOWN!
I knew if I stayed her any second longer, I could lose complete control. Startling sweet Lilly and myself, I burst out of my seat and fled into the comforts of my room, I shut the door behind me. What am I doing?!? Christ Jack, keep your wits! I leaned my back against the door and sunk to the ground. I buried my head in my hands as I tried to calm down. The little fucker between my legs still called. I tried with all my will to ignore it. I can't give in! I won't give in! Over and over I told myself this. Never had I felt this way before, and I never wanted to ever again.
It was then a soft tapping came from the door. Lilly's sweet voice followed.
'Daddy? Daddy are you okay?' She asked with the most sincere concern.
'Daddy? Can you hear me?'
Careful, Jack. Keep it calm. Stay collected.
I was barely able to form a reply.
'Yes, Lilly. I'm here.'
'Are you okay? You just stormed out of there like something was wrong.'
Easy now, Jack. Breathe... Breathe.
'No, Lilly.... Nothing's wrong....' I breathed out slowly. 'Nothing's wrong,' I repeated in a whisper to myself.
'Are you sure? You seemed awfully upset.'
'I'm okay, Baby. Thank you.'
I'm such a bad father.
There was a long silence. Then her hushed reply came.
'Do you want me to come in? I feel weird talking to the door.'
Part of me screamed "YES!" but I couldn't trust that right now. I couldn't trust myself around her no matter how I could rationalize it.
'No, Lilly. I'm okay....I'm okay." I am far from that.
I could almost smell her sweet scent through the door as I leaned against it. A tear betrayed my calm front and belligerently crept down my face. I was tearing myself apart inside and she had no idea. She must never know. I could never let her know. Regardless of what I told myself, I was still afraid.
'okay then,' My sweet little angel replied. 'I hope you don't mind, but I'm gonna' stay home tonight. I know you have your poker game and all, but it's been a long week. I'm just gonna' take it easy.'
The Poker game. It's Friday. I almost forgot. This was the perfect excuse to getting my mind off of this house and getting the hell out of it. Even if it was for a few hours.
'Thanks, Sweetie.' I replied. Then her soft footsteps retreated to her room. Her door shut, and I exhaled once more. Damn it, Jack. What have you become?
It took some time, but I finally was able to stand up. I turned on the radio higher than I should. I needed sound. I needed to keep my mind preoccupied. Grabbing some casual wear, I dressed for a 'Guy's night.' It would be a welcomed vacation right now.
As I left, I noted Lilly's door was shut. I wanted to say 'bye' but I couldn't even bring myself to tapping on the door. I just walked right on by.
I walked out of the house and stood out on the front steps for a moment. The fresh air hit me with a cool breeze. My blood was still pumping hard, but this little moment was welcomed dearly. I looked up to the dark sky. The sun had set and I never notice. There didn't seem to be any stars tonight. Because of my dark thoughts about Lilly, being surrounded by darkness seemed fitting. I took a deep breath and started towards my car.
As I unlocked it, I couldn't help but notice a strange car across the street. I couldn't place it, but that dark colored sedan seemed very familiar. I don't remember it belonging to the neighbors... But then again, I'm not that nosy anyway. Screw it. I'm losing my mind anyway, so this probably is nothing.
I hoped in my car and pulled out of the driveway. It wasn't until I was around the corner that I realized I left my wallet at the house. Damn I've been losing it! Turning around, I started back. As I turned onto our road, I stopped.
It was the odd sedan. A tall figure got out of the car and crossed the street towards my house. Who the fuck is this? Then suddenly my mind flashed to standing outside Lilly's door. She was planning on having Allen over tonight. My heart began to pound its primal rhythms as I remembered her plans. This little prick was coming over for my little Lilly. A new found emotion awoke in me. Anger.
I reached in my pocket and pulled out my cell phone. I dialed and waited for the answer. After to rings, it picked up.
"Steve... It's Jack,"
Allen was on the sidewalk now.
"I won't be able to make it out tonight."
I didn't even pay attention to his response as I watched that little prick leave my sight.
"Sorry, Just some family stuff came up. I'll see you guys back at the office, alright?" I concluded as I hung up the phone.
My cock was harder than ever as got out of the car leaving it at the end of the street. I hurried along hiding in the shadows as I approached my house. I ducked into the bushes in front as I saw Allen's dark figure waiting impatiently for Lilly to come to the door.
A shaft of light poured out from the house as Lilly opened the front door in nothing but her underwear. They exchanged no greeting as she grabbed him by his jacket and pulled him inside roughly. The door slammed shut behind them.
My blood boiled. I couldn't stop myself as I crept slowly up to the door. I peeked into the windows surrounding the entrance. No movement could be seen. I must be fucking nuts to stare through the windows of my own house... But I could not care less. My feet moved as if with a mind of their own as I moved through the shadows and around the back. I looked into every window I passed like I was the worst Peeping Tom of the town.
Then I saw them.
I spotted them in the living room as I stood in the bushes outside the back window. My Sweet Lilly was on her back as she and Allen proceeded to exchange tongues. Her hands ran up and down his back. First above his shirt. Then she slid them under. I could see one of Allen's hands on the left breast of my little girl. She moaned loudly as he slid his had under her black bra to the bare skin. That little bastard! Their passionate embrace became more and more erotic. Lilly's sweet skin retained the color of her blush as she ground her hips into those of Allen.
I watched as my little girl began to reach one of her hands beneath the pants of this trespasser. I could hear them moan in unison as she found what she wanted. Their hips gyrating together. Their bodies rising and falling. I shouldn't be watching, but I can't seem to move.
Watching this forbidden sight just iced the cake of my heated state of being. My cock was thrusting against my pants, threatening to break the zipper. I knew I shouldn't, but I couldn't stop myself. I lowered a hand and pulled down the fly. Almost immediately, my beast was freed. I ever so gently began to stroke myself in the shadows as I watched my daughter.
I was glued to my location as I beheld Allen pulling her up. My angel's back was toward me as I saw his hands fumble with the clasp on her bra. After a moment, the two straps were released and fell off my little girl's shoulders. Lilly's unprotected back was revealed to me. She looked so innocent. So precious. So sweet. My fist was a blur as I beat off to the scene. And then... Just when it looked like things were about to heat up some more the best thing I could have asked for happened.
Suddenly Lilly got jittery and began to laugh. Allen pulled back from kissing her neck with a puzzled expression. With giggled smile, Lilly reached into his pants a pulled out a cell phone. It must have been on vibrate. Lilly was laughing all up to the moment she looked at the screen. Then the mood began to shift.
A look of confused concern crossed over the gentle face of my Lilly. Allen looked uneasy as she held the phone up to him. Her lips read of an accusation. He raised his hands as he backed off shaking his head. He mumbled something to her which only she heard. Whatever it was, she didn't buy it.
Poor little Allen began to take a little beating as Lilly began to push and punch him. She was screaming and yelling. This asshole must have really hurt her. Part of me called to run in there and help, but I was proud she was doing this on her own. I only wished she was punching harder. Make this punk pay. I was so proud of her!
With a hard shove, Lilly hurled him into the door yelling 'Get OUT!' Allen was bright red as he stood there. He looked hard at her and opened his arms to my little Lilly. She cried as she pushed him away. I could tell his masculinity was hurt, but I could care less. Allen put on his hat and slipped out the door. Lilly locked it behind him and cried.
I reached out to the window staring at the bare back of my Lilly. Her shoulders rising and falling as she sobbed. The cold touch of the glass seemed quite fitting right now. It was no cooler than how my soul felt as I reflected in the shadows. What have I become?
I looked down. Not an ounce of surprise arose to find my self flaccid. First time today I can remember being this way. First time it would make sense though. Now my darkness swept over me as a cold blanket more than ever.
There I sat in the shade of the dark night for longer than I can recall. I could see a slight mist begin to rise in the air around me. It was time to go back. I gathered myself and headed back to the front door and quietly slipped inside.
The house seemed to be darker than it was outdoors as though some unseen spirit had sucked the joy away. The still air brought goosebumps across my skin. I paused after I heard the metallic 'click' of the door shutting. There was not a sound to be heard. I moved slowly still, fearful of making any noise to disturb the fitting silence. Unfortunately, that is more difficult than I can handle in this dimly lit house. After only a few steps, I ran into the coffee table causing me to fall hard on the wood floor.
"Dad?" I heard to my left. It was Lilly's sweet voice on the couch beside me.
I groaned as I pushed myself back up. 'Is that you, Angel?'
I slowly stood up using the coffee table as leverage.
'Ugh, what time is it?' she groaned.
I reached for the wall to where the light switch should be. After a moment of stumbling around, I flipped the switch. The clock read: 2:36.
Lilly groaned again as she beheld it. My sweet girl. She must have cried herself to sleep on the couch after Allen left. She looked like a sweet tragedy. Cute in a way that wasn't normally cute. Her hair a bit matted. Her eyes a little puffy. Her cheeks a soft shade of red. Yet every bit as adorable as I can remember.
She was sitting on the couch with her feet tucked up beneath her. The only difference between when I saw her last moments before was now she wore a large t-shirt. An old one of mine she likes to sleep in. She made no move to hide her pink panties from my view. It was probably the furthest thing from her mind right now.
'Baby, are you alright?' I asked. I knew the answer, but the concern was real.
She looked up into my eyes. I could see her soft green eyes begin to moisten as a tear formed in the corner.
'It's Allen,' she managed. 'He's... He's cheating on me," she sobbed.
'Oh Lilly' I said as I sat down next to her and took her into my arms. She crawled up onto my lap and cried into my shoulder. She hadn't done this in years. I squeezed her tight in a warm embrace. I wished as hard as I could that I could protect her. I wished my arms would shield away all the bad and keep only the good. I know it was impossible, but I just want the best for my little Lilly. And right now, the best I can give her is a shoulder and an ear.
Her tears ran onto my neck as her arms wrapped around me, pulling me close.
"After you left... I... I had him come over," she confessed. I squeezed her tight wanting to tell her that I knew already. 'We were... kissing and stuff and.... And then he got a message'
She tried to talk between sobs. Her body was quivering.
"Go on,' I assured her.
"His phone... It got a text message from... From some girl named Jen. She wanted him to hurry over to give her a good fuck!' she cried. Never had I heard these words from my little girl. They startled me deeply. I wasn't upset... Surprisingly not upset. However it did awaken a part of me I was hoping wouldn't arise.
'He was going to go sleep with that tramp after he got his kicks from me!" she cried again. 'I'm so STUPID! How did I ever think he liked me? He just wanted sex!'
"Shhhhh, Lilly," I whispered to her. "It's okay. I'm here, baby," I gently patted her back as spoke to her. I was trying desperately to keep my mind off of anything sexually related. The call from my crotch was screaming loud and the way my daughter was sitting on me, I've no doubt she will soon notice if I'm not careful.Oh Daddy,' She whimpered.
I looked down over the sobbing girl in my lap the best I could. My cock was growing erect as if it knew my baby's young ass was nestled close at hand. I couldn't help but savor to feeling of her sitting on me there. I was suddenly aware of every part of her pressing against me. Her young breasts against my chest. Her youthful ass filling my lap. Of all the inappropriate times to think of this inappropriate combination, this takes the cake in my book.
'Thank you for understanding, Dad," she whispered sadly.
She slowly started to settle a little as I held her close. Our breathing had become in unison. Our bodies rose and fell together. I could almost feel her resting her body completely into mine. Melting together. Whatever I did to word it never made a difference. The long road of today's torture has finally made me pay the price. I feared my state of erection was about to exchange introductions with my daughter. Much to my surprise, it happened sooner than I expected.
Without warning, Lilly shifted her weight and slid down my body ever so slightly. In the act of doing so, she rested herself firmly onto my raging hardon. There was no way of hiding it now. I could feel the blood rush to my face as I basked in the sensation of her weight on me.
My pulse raced through my body and pounded my timing through the rigid veins of my cock. I felt my inner struggle with my urges failing fast. Walls were crumbling. I ever so gently flexed my cock against my daughter's clad pussy. Her breath caught with a moment of startled expression at the forbidden gesture. Then... she pushed back.
My little girl pushed her hips down on me, gently rubbing her cunt against my swollen prick. This signal was immediately returned from my loins as I pressed against her again.
A low moan escaped her lips into my ear as she squeezed me tightly and pushed back. There we continued, father and daughter rubbing ourselves against each other. My little girl grinding her hips onto my taboo erection. Our breathing intensified as we picked up the pace throwing every notion of inadvertent contact out the window.
My left hand slid down her back and rested on her hip as I aided her thrusts. I could feel my precum coating my boxers. I've needed this ever since I got home and heard this dirty girl with her friend. I continued go dry hump her as our moaning grew deeper and deeper.
'Oh daddy,' Lilly breathed hard into my ear. I felt her lips part and her teeth gently nip at my neck. Our bodies rocked together creating a rhythm of our lust. I stared to slide my right hand down her side.
'Don't stop, Daddy. I need this. Oh God I need this," she whimpered. My hand reached the bottom of her shirt. Ever so slowly, I slipped my hand under the cloth and made contact with her skin. We both released a shudder of pleasure from this touch.
I started to bring my hand upwards with the cloth dragging behind. Looking down, I could see Lilly's pink panties completely soaked. The fabric was working itself into her barely exposing the sides of her soft young mound. She was riding the bulge in my pants for all she was worth.
Today's corrupt yearning tore at us like a twisted virus. God how I needed this! This release. Lilly's desire only fueled my own which played back onto hers. Our taboo cycle condemning us to our forbidden acts.
Lilly's wetness saturated the crotch of my pants. My cock already coated in precum mixed with her juices. It felt so unbelievably good. I pulled her against me again.
My hand against her flesh was just below her breast. I could feel the lump of her tit gently rise from her chest. This was wrong on so many levels! What was I doing?!?
Reality snapped into me as I pushed her off of me. If she were pure fire, it wouldn't have been any faster. I jumped up, horrified at myself. What have I become? I racked my fingers through my hair soaked in sweat. My heart beating so hard it could hammer coal into a diamond. I couldn't catch my breath.
Lilly was just as confused. Her eyes had gone wide with embarrassment and shock.
"God Lilly... I'm... I'm so sorry," I stammered. "I never should have.... Baby, I'm....."
A thousand thoughts ran through my head and not a single one seemed to fit. Parenting courses never included training about how to handle anything remotely like this!
Lilly looked at me. Her eyes were filling with tears yet again. "Daddy... Please.... I know I shouldn't ask this of you... But I need you right now. I know you want me too." Her lips quivered.
I don't think I've ever wanted anyone more than her at that moment. I wanted her, but I knew it was wrong. I knew I shouldn't.
I looked at my sweet little girl. Her shiny green eyes sparkled up at me. They slowly traced down my body until she was staring blatantly at my still hard crotch. Her panting increased once more.
I stood in front of her as she sat up straight, staring at the frail shielding in front of my disobedient erection. Her nipples so very hard. Like tiny little pebbles atop her firm tits. Her shirt bunched up at her waist exposing her pink panties still. Her hips were rocking back and forth as she held her gaze. Her legs flexing in and out as she grasped her knees in each hand. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen.
My eyes suddenly found a glimmer of light just across the room. Something shimmering that wasn't there before. As I turned my gaze, a wave of lust washed over me upon realization. There on the end table were two small metallic balls. Her Ben Wa balls. Just the thought that I beheld something that had been inside my daughter burned the unholy fire in me I had known so very well.
My eyes were now glued to my daughter staring at me. My little fallen angel. I couldn't have stopped my hand if I wanted to. It was moving on its own accord. I watched her as I felt the buttons on my shirt pop off one-by-one. My naked chest greeted my child as I tossed the piece of clothing aside.
She was transfixed on the sight before her. Her lips quivered as she rocked harder. My hands went lower. I placed them on the top of my pants. My breathing had now matched that of sweet Lilly's. I could smell her desire in the air, thick with the scent of want.
I gripped my belt firmly. Pulled up on the clasp as if to release the trigger. It popped out of its hole and was freed. I pulled it out and threw it to the ground. Lilly jumped as the metal buckle crashed loudly onto the floor.
She waited for me to continue. Her eyes looked up to me pleading. Begging. I shook my head and stared at her. She got the hint.
My little Lilly's hands slid ever so slowly up her legs. She grasped the edges of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. She shook her hair back into place. I looked at my child and took her in as a woman for the first time.
Her soft and delicate breasts were topped perfectly with such adoring little nipples. Like a cherry atop a luscious dessert. Her skin kept the slightest glint of sweat. Her blood was as heated as mine. She looked back at me with the same need as I had for her.
"Show me, Daddy..." she moaned. Her own hands resting over her crotch. She ever-so-gently rubbed her mound through the thin, wet fabric.
The button on my fly flew off as I tore open my pants. The zipper fell. With my waist now loosened, I placed my thumbs in the waist of my pants and pushed them down. My cock bounced free as they fell.
I stood up straight in front of her. The very same fire pumping through my veins I could feel blazing in my eyes. Lilly's sweet stare was glued to my cock which pointed straight at her. Her mouth hung agape and the corners turned up in the slightest of smiles. I could have sworn I saw her little tongue creep out and lick across the bottom of her upper lip. Her eyes traveled the full measurement of my appendage. From the base to the little dap of precum oozing out the mushroom head.
"Your turn, Lilly," the words just poured out of my mouth. I had lost the ability to think and was running on auto-pilot.
Sweet Lilly immediately complied as she brought her legs together and peeled off her soaked panties. She tossed them to the floor beside me and spread her legs with both arms. She opened herself like a flower in bloom to her father. Completely on display with her back straight and chest out proudly. I could tell she wanted nothing more than a stiff cock deep in her. Or at the very least to be able to finger herself into pure, majestic oblivion. My little Lilly.
I looked onto her treasures for the first time. Oh how my child had grown! My eyes devoured the sights I should never see but Oh Sweet Glory what a magnificent sight it was! She kept herself trimmed very well. Her pelvis held a tuft of hair kept neatly in a tiny triangle. The simple kind that invite the eyes to move downward. Down to the sweet slit many men dream of.
As I looked, Lilly spread her legs further; feeding my hungry eyes. She licked her fingers and brought them down to herself. She convulsed upon contact expelling a surprised moan in the air. Gently she rubbed her glistening fingers on her delicate slit.
"Show me..." escaped my lips.
My sweet Lilly opened her eyes. She looked on me with that hunger again. Using her hand, she spread her lips exposing the pink interior of her pussy. The walls glistened with her natural lubricant. Her scent filled the air. It was intoxicating. My own hand began to stroke myself as I had many a time today. Only this time I knew I would finish what I started.
"Is this what you wanted, Daddy?" Lilly taunted. She licked her soft lips as she slowly pushed a finger into her wetness. "Ohhhhhhhhhh, you like that Daddy? You like to watch your little girl finger herself?"
"Oh fuck yes!" I groaned completely absorbed in the sensations that enveloped me. My hand was pumping along my shaft. God I was horny. I needed release. I was like a madman before my masturbating daughter as I pleasured myself.
"That's it, Daddy. Stroke that cock. Oh God that's beautiful." She moaned as her own rhythm increased. She was pumping her hand in-and-out. The soft noise of how wet she was only fueled my desire. I knew I wouldn't last much longer but I wanted this to last.
Her orgasm started as she took two fingers and pushed them deep inside her canal. Her free hand grabbed her breast and squeezed hard on her nipples.
"UUUGGHHH!" she cried. It was tough to tell if she were torturing herself or being wracked with pleasure. She fucked herself so very hard.
"Oh Lilly. That's it baby," I cried as I watched her. I was only moments away as was she....
"Oh Daddy. OH DADDY
"Are you going to cum, baby?" I kept pumping furiously.
"Oh God YESSSSS! I'm... I'm gonna' cum Daddy! I'm gonna' cum...." She whimpered between breaths. Her own hand a blur between her legs.
"Cum for Daddy, Lilly. Cum," I told her. I was within microseconds.
"OH DADDY!" she tensed as if on demand. Her back arched as she thrust her breasts out. "I'm CUMMING" she screamed. Her body shook, convulsing as if she were a living earthquake. Her mouth froze open as she groaned in sheer pleasure. The sight was more than I could handle.
"Oh Baby!" I cried as I felt it approach. "Daddy's cumming too!" I cried as I slammed my fist down my shaft.
The boiling hot semen shot out from my cock with more force than I've ever known. Sweet Lilly's cheek caught the first blast as my white seed splashed against it.
My dear sweet child opened her eyes suddenly. She jumped foreword and shoved as much of my member into her mouth before the next wave burst out.
"No Lilly!" I cried as I grabbed her by the hair. But much to my surprise I pulled her against me, fucking the sweet mouth of my daughter. Too many sensations flooded my body as I kept shooting my daughter's mouth full of cum. She sucked hard, swallowing every drop.
My vision blurred. My body shook. I was in the Heaven of Hell. I couldn't let go of Lilly's head as we both kept her there, sucking my essence out of me. Pumping back-and-forth along me. Her luscious lips wrapped around my pole. Her right hand still stroking her clit.
I couldn't believe what had happened. I looked down to my daughter. The sight was breathtaking in the worst way. Lilly opened her sparkling green eyes and looked up to me. She moved her head down one last time engulfing my rod. The head of my cock squeezed down her as she deep throated me. I couldn't control my moan of bliss. Not even Helen could do that. Oh my sweet, corrupt child.
I stood spellbound as her mouth began its retreat. More and more of my cock passed out of her. Before I left, she held the crown in a moment longer. Then a soft bite and a wicked smile. My semi-rigid member glistened with my daughter's saliva as its powerful presence began to diminish.
Lilly slowly began to rise from the couch. She locked her eyes to mine as she did so. Closer she came until she was pressing her naked body up against my own. Her firm breasts pressing into my chest. My hand falling to the small of her back. My other fell lower, resting on her round buttocks. I squeezed unintentionally to Lilly's delight. My flaccid cock now pressing against the trimmed hairs of her southern mound. Both still wet and slick. If I got hard again, it would slide right in.
"Thank you, Daddy," Lilly purred into my neck. "But we're not through yet. I know you better now than you know me." Her sultry words danced in my ear as my brain tried to process her words. My imagination ran wild again. It completely blinded me to her pushing those two fingers back into her wet pot then bringing them up to me. My mouth opened as she slid those two dripping fingers into my mouth. She pressed them against my tongue as my lips closed around her.
My daughter's flavor filled my mouth. The sweet nectar from between her legs left me intoxicated. I knew this was ever-so-wrong, but that just intensified the pleasure. I knew where this was about to head, and even if we both wanted it... I wasn't ready.
I ran my fingers through sweet Lilly's hair. She smiled up to me as she squeezed me tight. She smiled up to the man who was her father. She smiled at the man who was given a tremendous responsibility and threw it out the window. Now that my senses were once again returning, I couldn't hide my concern.
"... Lilly," I breathed barely audible.
"It's okay Dad. No one has to know," she reassured. That wasn't even what I was thinking.
"No Lilly," I began as I broke out embrace. "Baby... We shouldn't have done that."
"You didn't enjoy it?" She asked pouting her lips.
"You know the answer to that but that's not what I'm talking about... What we just did was beyond wrong." I couldn't believe I was talking to my daughter while we were both completely naked.
Lilly crossed both of her arms as she looked down. Her legs were jittery.
"I know it was wrong," she said at last. She fixed her eyes to the floor. "I know it was.... But I'm... I just needed it, okay? I'm sorry but you could have stopped anytime too, you know." Her accusation swam in my head.
"I know, Lilly.... I know." What a great role model I am. "I kinda needed it too..." My sweet Lilly. So young, so gentle, and so very far from innocent.
I stepped closer to her. With a hand below the chin, I tilted her head up to look at me.
"Lilly, all things aside, I want you to know I am still very, very proud of you. Any smart man would be truly lucky to be where I am right now."
My Sweet and caring angel looked at me with those loving eyes of hers. "Thanks, Dad."
My little girl embraced me again. We hugged each other tight. Closer than ever in many ways. My little angel and her troubled father. What an interesting pair we had become. Probably a therapist's dream.
Moments later, our hold passed. Lilly looked up at me.
"So what now?" Damn fine question.
"I don't really know. I think we are going to have to take small steps but things will eventually work themselves out." I glanced to the clock. Not an ounce of surprise hit me to find it was nearly 4:00 am. My body had begun to finally feel the weight of the day.
"Let's just call it a night, okay Honey? I think we both need some sleep by now. And any questions you have, we can sit down and talk about them tomorrow. Sound good?" I asked.
Lilly's tired eyes looked to me as she smiled. With an arm wrapped around her, we both walked out of the Living room to the stairs.
I squeezed her goodnight at the entrance to her room as she leaned up and kissed me on my cheek. She walked in and shut the door without a sound. There I stood on the other side once more. This time, I was just fine with that.
Moments later, I had cleared up our mess downstairs and found it time to head off to bed myself. As I lay there, sunken into the soft mattress of my bed; my mind was yet to let me sleep. I kept reflecting upon Lilly and our encounter. I was just as much afraid as I was aroused. My simple life has just become much more dangerous.
I wasn't able to rest that night until I had taken care of my arousal once more. In the comfort of my lonely room, I stroked myself to another blissful orgasm thinking only about Lilly. My most taboo of fantasies.
Just a few feet down the hall, sweet Lilly was doing the very same thing...
*****
I awoke the next morning in a dreary state, yet covered in sweat. Not the best way to begin a weekend if you ask me. Images from last night kept cycling through my head. My dreams had been filled with Lilly and my perversions. This was the first time I ever awoke and thought I needed a nice, cold beer.
I took my time as I cleaned myself up. Showered, shaved, the works. Before I dressed, I stopped in front of the mirror. It was tough, but I took a good look at myself. A nice hard look at the man that I had become. Such an odd place to find one's self. Shaking my head, I left my reflection behind.
I threw on some jeans and a shirt and trotted out. As I came down the stairs, I heard the voice of sweet Lilly in the living room as she watched some ridiculous cartoon on the TV. Thinking she was on the phone, I kept with my course and went to the kitchen.
'It would be rude of me to eavesdrop on her conversation' I thought to myself. I couldn't help but chuckle when I realized that didn't stop me yesterday. God I'm such an ass.
I opened the fridge and made myself some breakfast. Best way to start a day, right? After all was said and done, I sat down at the kitchen table. I could still hear my sweet little girl.
I ate in silence. It wasn't long until I heard her voice approach.
"...I know... Look it's not as weird as you may think, Celeste... Hey even YOU said you would if you got the... Yes you did... Oh you soooo did.... You do too remember...."
Girls and their phones
"...We were at Laura's house playing truth or dare... Yes we were! Anyways, you said you would do my dad and we all just about died! ... Yes you did you little slut!"
I just about choked on my toast hearing this just as Lilly walked into the kitchen. She abruptly came to a halt upon seeing me.
"OH!... uhhh, I gotta' go Celeste... I'll call you later, okay? Bye," she concluded as she closed her flip-phone. "Hey Dad! I didn't hear you come downstairs." She said with a worried grin.
"Apparently not," I looked at her phone. "How is Celeste?"
"Oh Her? She's fine I guess. Called to ask how everything went last night... I mean with Allen! Not with us. I didn't tell her about us..." She looked away. I wasn't buying it.
"You didn't?" I asked with my fatherly gaze upon her. She looked uncomfortable.
"....I... I didn't tell her everything. Honest!"
Oh shit.
"I only told her that we talked and stuff. That's it I swear!" I've never seen her eyes show more sincerity. This I would buy.
.. Okay... I believe you. But you have to be careful, Lilly. This could really ruin us both!"
"I know, but I don't think it's as big a deal as everyone would think... I mean it's not like we really had sex... We just experimented, right?"
"I'm a bit old for experimenting, Baby. And it doesn't matter if we went the distance or not. It shouldn't have gotten anywhere near where it did."
"I know, I know." She slouched into the seat beside me hanging her head low. Strands of hair fell into her face.
"Look Lilly; I'm not mad at you. I'm not even disappointed at you. It's just that I shouldn't have done what I did, and that is what is eating at me. Okay?"
She nodded.
We both sat in silence for a moment. The sounds of the house all seemed muted as though every cabinet and drawer in the kitchen were listening.
"Dad?"
"Yeah?"
She looked up at me.
"Dad, I want you to know that it wasn't just you last night. I was making choices too. I chose to give in to what I felt just as much as you did. Even if you are older, and should know better... I hold myself accountable for my own actions. I am not a little girl anymore. I was there too ... I enjoyed it too... I just wanted you to know that."
She slowly got up and stood before me. She was right, but I couldn't tell her that. Not yet at least. I let out a sigh.
Lilly placed a hand on my head. I looked up to my Lilly. She really was a woman now. Almost an identical copy of her mother. Stunning. Proud. Her eyes sparkled as she looked into mine.
Her head leaned in and stopped inches from mine. Her lips so very close to my own. She smiled and closed the gap.
Our lips connected in a joyous moment. The scent of her skin washed through me. Our shared touch was electrical. I wished our kiss to last a moment longer, but she pulled back.
"I'm proud of you too, Dad." She whispered. She then turned and walked away...
I could still feel her kiss on my lips.
*****
The rest of the day seemed to blow by with the wind. Lilly and I cleaned up the house together, ran some errands, and just had a ball. We were closer than ever and there wasn't any tension at all. It was like the day was filled with laughter.
Now I do need to state that I would be lying if I said that I didn't have any inappropriate thoughts about her all day long. It was as if I was a factory that produced lewd thoughts with her. I never let them take control, but I always felt them lurking just around the corner. Lucky for me, I had control today.
It was late in the afternoon when the phone rang. Picking it up, I was surprised to hear Helen.
"Honey! Guess what? I won the case!" She cheered. "A surprise witness from the prosecution confessed to the robbery! No one saw it coming!"
"Helen, that's fantastic!" I was truly happy for her. She had been incredibly stressed over this case for a good couple of weeks now.
"Thanks, Jack. How are things there?" She asked.
"Oh you know... Just as exciting as always." She would absolutely flip if I were to tell her.
"Oh Jack, I'm sorry to hear that. Well, why don't you take Lilly out to dinner tonight then? Some place fancy. You know, just to get out of the house. I'm gonna be late tonight anyways. I'm going out to grab a few celebration drinks at the bar. Is that alright?"
"Of course it is. Have a good time, Love."
"Thanks Honey. Keep your fingers crossed too. With today's success, the head of the firm wants to talk to me about something. I can't wait!" She seemed so giddy.
"Well go! Have fun." I couldn't help but laugh. After twenty years of marriage, Helen still made me smile.
"Okay, I'm going. Love you! And give Lilly a kiss for me!" I had to bite my lip not to say anything. I heard the line drop out and hung up the phone.
Hmmm. A night out might actually be fun. I went in search of Lilly. When I found her, she jumped at the idea. Seeing as how it would probably be better food that we wouldn't have to clean up after, it seemed like the best idea in the world. In no time, we were dressed in our best and heading out.
Lilly offered to drive and I had no problem with that. She hopped in and we took off. It had been so long since I rode passenger that I almost forgot how nice it was. I stretched out and took in the nightlife as the world passed by. I also made a few inadvertent glances Lilly's way. It was kinda' tough not to do. We agreed it would be nice to dress up for an occasion so we did.
She wore a really sleek black dress that revealed a fair amount of cleavage. Thin straps that held it up and a nice slit up the side of the skirt. It wasn't trashy as all. I was the one who bought it for her a year ago, after all. I believe it was for the prom, but I wasn't sure.
We parked the car and walked down the streets a little bit. The restaurant was just a few blocks away, so a little stroll seemed fitting. As we walked, Lilly slid her arm into mine like we did so many years ago. It was so endearing, I couldn't help but smile.
Inside the restaurant, we strutted in style. I never particularly liked to dine in places as formal as this, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to try it tonight.
We didn't have to wait long for a table and were quickly shown to it. As we walked past the others, we received many odd looks. I couldn't help but realize what an interesting couple Lilly and I made. One table in particular couldn't help but interject.
"Excuse me Young Lady," blurted an elderly woman sitting with her husband. She seemed quite upset. "Don't you have any decency? This man is old enough to be your Father!" She snapped.
Lilly just looked at her and smiled.
"I know! Aren't I lucky?" She grinned widely. She grabbed my face and gave me a big kiss right there in the middle of public. She pulled back from my startled expression to turn back to the shocked elderly couple.
"The older the better, if you ask me." She threw in as she winked at the husband. His cheeks flushed as he chuckled. We left them as his wife began to complain once more.
Dinner was as great as we expected. We told the Servers that it was Lilly's 21 birthday and shared a fantastic bottle of wine. Well, to be honest, we each only had one glass, but overall it was a great time.
As we walked back to the car, Lilly pressed herself against my side as the wind chilled the air. I placed my arm around her lovingly and walked on.
The heat of her body soaked through my clothes. Just feeling her that close was ever more intoxicating than the wine. My blood began to heat again.
I drove us home this time. Sweet Lilly stretched herself out in the seat beside me. It was difficult to drive home to be honest. Nothing to do with the wine. That had already come and passed. It was keeping my eyes off my daughter as she lay there. My impure thoughts began to take control once more. Steady Jack. Keep it Steady.
The long drive home ended before I was aware of it. We were back at our house. Lilly was already feeling sleepy so I helped her in. The process was slow, but I got her into her room and laid her down on her bed. I was just about to leave when I heard her speak.
"Dad," came her tired voice.
"Yes Lilly?"
"I can't sleep in this dress, Dad. Can you take it off?" She mumbled.
"I think you can manage, Baby. Good night." I turned to leave.
"Oh please, Dad. I don't want it to get ruined." Her face was twisted into a pout.
The sudden thought to look on her flesh again made me turn from the doorway. I knelt down beside her bed. She looked so delicate. So sensual as she laid there on her back. Her hair draped about her head like the frame on a painting.
"Okay, Lilly. But just this once," I didn't believe those words any more than she really needed help. I leaned forward until I was over her. My hand snaked around her body to the spot between her shoulders. I let them explore more than I should, I know. The feeling of her beneath me was something that made my senses drunk with lust.
The cold, metallic edge of the zipper met my fingertips. Grasped it and pulled down. It journeyed down the back of my child stopping where the small of her back begins its gentle rise from her ass.
I pulled my hands back up and pushed each spaghetti strap off of her shoulders. A small smile crossed her lips. With no restraints, I began to pull the dress off.
Lilly aided me just barely by lifting her body when it was snagged. But the feeling of undressing her still lingers in my memory more than the first time I rode a bike. I looked on this nearly naked creature with awe. The things I wanted to do right then. I could feel the familiar sensation of a solid erection. I wasn't ashamed this time.
I studied her body with my hungry eyes. The sight of her was one I felt I could never get sick of. Her young, firm breasts were exposed and rigid from the cold of the night. The nipples as solid as any I've seen.
I couldn't stop my hand as it seemed to float out with a mind of its own. I placed it on the breast of her. I let the weight push it down as I gently squeezed with my entire palm. Her nipple seemed to dig itself into my hand as I laid it on the forbidden skin. I squeezed again causing Lilly to moan deeply.
Goosebumps danced across her skin. The soft, young skin which seemed to emanate a pale glow from the moonlight shining through her window. It melted across her flat stomach and shined off her black, lacy panties.
I looked back up to the face of my child. Her eyes were opened as she stared at me. She looked absolutely ravishing.
"Dad... don't forget my panties," she whispered as she held my gaze.
"...I don't think that's such a good idea, Lilly," I responded. The beating of my heart sounded deafening.
"I never sleep with them on. Please take my panties off, Daddy." She whimpered as she bit her lower lip. Where ever did she learn to seduce like this.
"Lilly... We shouldn't. We agreed that...." I couldn't finish.
"It's not like you haven't seen me before. Please Dad... They are ever so uncomfortable."
In the uproar of my tortured emotions her request seemed to make sense. It would not be like it would be anything new... Not entirely new at least. And at this point, anything could be taken as a good idea.
With both hands, I grabbed the edges of her panties. The soft fabric gave me chills. I pulled down as Lilly raised her ass off the bed, giving me access. They slid off effortlessly. Past her thighs, over her knee, and down her calves. The delicate feet of my daughter were the last stop as the panties came and passed. I set her legs down and she unconsciously spread them gently.
My hand fell to her inner thigh as I looked on her. It seemed to trail its way up her body. Her breathing became shallower. I glued my sight onto her neatly kept treasure. I wanted her so bad it hurt.
I looked up to my child and saw her watching me still. Those eyes could make any man stop cold in his tracks. Now they waited for me to act. I couldn't. I had to leave.
I pulled my hand away and began to rise.
"Dad! It's okay!" Lilly volunteered immediately.
"No, Lilly. It's not." I can't believe this.
"No really. I mean, I'm not even that wet. Honest, you can feel if you want."
"What?!?" I turned suddenly. "We shouldn't be talking like this! We... Argh!" I stormed out of the room frustrated beyond comprehension.
I went down to the kitchen and threw open the fridge. I clasped my hand around a cold brew and pulled it out.
An incoherent blur came over me as I downed bottle after bottle. My mind working only in snapshots. The Kitchen. The bottle caps. The stairs. The hall. The bed. Darkness.
I awoke sometime later. Maybe a few minutes or perhaps several hours. My vision was spinning. My stomach unsettled. . I felt around the sheets and instantly became aware that I was naked. Kinda odd to me, but then again, I always sleep in the buff. What was odd was that I've not a clue why I awoke. That was until I realized I wasn't alone.
I could barely make out Lilly's silhouette from the doorway. The light wrapped around her naked body as I tried to sit up.
"Lilly, Honey, is that you?" I asked. I knew it was. Even though my other senses were dwindling, I still could recognize her scent.
"It's me," she said softly as she made her way closer.
"Baby, what are you doing here? It's the middle of the night."
"I know." she inched closer.
"Lilly..."
"Please Dad. Don't send me away," she crawled onto the bed.
What was going on?!? My head pounded for answers. My entire world seems to have flipped upside down in less than fifty hours. Never did I think I would find myself in bed with my naked daughter reaching under the covers for my cock.... Wait, What?!?
I suddenly came back to reality as if I were hit in the head with a bat. My hand shot out and grabbed Lilly's wrist just before she made contact. She looked up to me.
"Dad, please. It's all I've been thinking about. I've never been with anyone who's made me feel like this."
My strength was weakening and she knew it. She pouted with her soft, emerald eyes.
"Lilly..."
She crawled forward again, bringing our bodies closer. With her free arm she pulled the sheets away from me exposing me in the dark. She stepped closer, walking on her knees swinging a leg over one of mine. Our hands were low on her body. Her naked flesh against mine gave me the most sensual of chills. I was losing control once more.
She slowly sat down atop my straddled leg. The lips of her pussy pressing against me. I could feel she was wet already. My grip weakened on her wrist as she moved her hand again.
"Let me do this for you," she said as she reached for my hard cock. Her small hand wrapped around it. The feeling was electrical. I bit my lip 'til it hurt to avoid a deep moan.
Sweet Lilly began to stroke me. Her hips rocked against my leg in unison to the movements of her hand. God it felt incredible. My leg pushed against her, rubbing my angel's swollen clit.
"Oh Daddy," she cried as she rocked harder. She moved her hips in circles, up and down, sideways and anyways. I was so very close to cumming when she suddenly engulfed my cock in her mouth.
The instant sensation pushed me into a mind numbing orgasm. My seed traveled out of me and right into the willing mouth of my daughter as she sucked for all she was worth. Her head bobbed up and down in my lap. I cried out over and over again as my body shook. She just kept pumping harder and harder.
The orgasm began to fade but she kept going. I looked down at her surprised. She had one hand now wrapped around the base of my cock and pumped it with her lips. The other was rubbing her sensitive cunt. She moaned on my cock, keeping it hard. The vibrations rattled through me.
She pulled her head off and began to lick it all over. Not a spot was left dry. It was as if she were worshiping it.
Down between my legs she fell. She dragged her young tongue across my balls, taking one into her mouth. It was so very sensitive as she massaged it.
"You have no idea how horny you make me, do you?" She asked between licks. All I could do was moan in response.
She turned her attention back up to the crown. Her hand pointing the cock straight up allowing her to devour it. Her tongue flicked out at the edges of my mushroom head. The feeling was so intense. Never would I have thought that my little daughter had such a skilled mouth. Her lingual assaults were driving me fucking crazy.
Lilly's oral studies on my cock we incredibly thorough. I closed my eyes tightly as she attacked my member. I could feel each veins being trace with her tongue. Then her mouth surrounding the flesh as it traveled to the base. The wet insides of her mouth and throat. It was like a vacuum of pure lubrication.
"Oh Lilly," I barely was able to manage. "Baby, where did you learn how to do this. God you're incredible..."
She pulled her head off as her hand continued to pump me. She rested her cheek against my glistening tool.
"What can I say? I guess some girls just know how to suck cock?" She smiled.
"You've such a dirty mouth," I smiled. "That I know you get from your mother."
This seemed to amuse my sweet Lilly. "You think this is dirty talking? You have no idea how dirty it's gonna get, Daddy?" Her hand squeezed me hard. "Just think about what you'd like to do with this, Daddy!" She began to pump faster. Harder. "Do you think this could fit in me? Could this big, fat dick fit in my little wet pussy?"
She gave me that 'Puppy Dog' look while she swallowed my dick once more. I was so hot; my veins must be pumping lava. She went deeper once more. The tip of my cock invading her depths again. This time, a little bit easier. Her lips now at the base of my shaft. She racked her free hand through the tuft of my hair down there then up my sweat soaked stomach. Her moans and groans toyed with me. My senses were on overload. I wanted nothing more than to rip her off and slam my tortured cock into her sweet, young cunt.
We were together in this blissful moment. Both of us had full knowledge that we were inches from exploring another taboo. I wanted it as much as she. It was quite clear it was our choice.
Sweet Lilly's pace slowed. I watched as she looked at me and raised her head from my lap.
"Daddy..." she began. The hunger in her eyes filled the subtext.
It was in this meaningful second that we realized two things. Number one: We were about to commit an act that would be our most dangerous secret. A secret which would take us from our normal relationship into one filled with cloudy skies. And number two: The front door just slammed closed... my wife, her mom, just got home.
Instant panic washed over both of us as we heard her footsteps ascend the stairs. Lilly's room was at the end of the hall from ours, there was no way she were about to make it there unseen. She looked at me and mouthed her frustration. Not knowing what to do either, I just pointed to the closet. It seemed like the best place at the time. Besides, it seems to work in most movies when someone needs to hide.
Helen's footsteps drew nearer. Lilly dove into this newly picked shelter and closed the door. As for myself, I looked down at my 'situation'. A wet dick can seem pretty suspicious. A midnight hard-on, that is more believable. Using the sheets, I wiped off Lilly's saliva to the best of my ability. I grabbed the sheets, quickly covered myself, and fell against the pillow with my eyes shut. All I could think was that I hope she doesn't smell the scent of sex in the air and at that moment the door began to open.
I could hear my wife's footsteps as she sauntered into the room. . The sound of a clasp falling, and soft fabrics rubbing lead me to assume she was undressing. I'm sure Lilly could tell for sure from her secret location. The closet door wasn't solid, after all. It had the designer cracks running through it like wooden window shades.
The sound of clothing hitting the floor was a little closer this time. I could hear Helen's breathing as she stood beside the bed. Her weight suddenly caused the bed to sag as she sat down on the side opposite of me. She crawled closer. My mind was instantly taken to the image of Lilly doing that very same thing earlier.
Helen's hand suddenly touched my chest. She slowly ran her fingers through my chest hair as she leaned in close to my ear.
Helen's breath swam against my face coated with the slightest hint of whisky... Her drink of choice.
"Jaaaack," she whispered in a sing-song fashion. "If you don't wake up, I'll just rape you in your sleep." Her hand traveled lower with the palm against my stomach. I felt her fingertips part my pubic hairs. Her hand suddenly stopped when she reached my still erect cock lying down flat.
"Oh Jack," She purred. "What are you dreaming about?"