by Writing Shark
You undress your daughter
“It’s okay that you love me Alice” you whisper as your hands go to her shoulders. “You don’t have to feel bad about it.” The fabric under your fingers is warm from her skin. She’s only buttoned your shirt with three buttons. You unbutton it again, exposing her skin, the area between her breasts. “You think kissing me wouldn’t be normal.” Alice blinks at you.
“I’m sorry daddy.” But you shake your head.
“It’s perfectly normal Alice. You can’t help it. And I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you daddy. Thank you.”
“You didn’t let me down.” Your fingers pull apart the white fabric.
And there they are. Your daughter’s breasts. Small, petite, excited nipples and in the ups and downs of your daughter’s breathing. Alice is a little hesitant, you know she is insecure about her looks like so many other girls her age.
“You are perfect Alice,” you tell her and your daughter can’t suppress a moan. She closes her eyes briefly as the shirt flows over her shoulders. You take it, let your daughter smell it, then throw it on the floor at your feet. “I can trust you.” Your fingers slide down, over the sides of her hot body, over her ribs to her belly button. Your fingers settle on her abdomen, holding her tight, pushing her further onto the bed. Her feet lift off the carpet as you sit her down the way you want. Alice lets you do all this to her without stopping to stare at you. “And you can trust me.” You bend over her, pressing your knees into the sheet beside her, your hands running along the sides of the edges of her panties. Alice braces herself with her hands as you push her body back, and your mouths come very close. “That makes you perfect.” Then you stop. For the last time that night, you hold back. And Alice makes the final move.
“I want to please you daddy,” she says, her eyes searching yours for approval and validation, for affection and guidance. She finds all of that.
“You’re a good girl” you smile.
“Your good girl daddy. I always have been.” In the end, it’s simple, Alice comes to meet you all alone. With one hand you support yourself, with the other you press her body to the sheet beneath you. Then your fingers move back down, just below her belly button, and then slowly slide down to the edge of her panties. Alice is breathing hard and fast, excited as never before in her life, doing everything you want her to do. She is yours.
Your fingers grip the fabric of her panties and Alice stops breathing as you take them off completely. The black fabric slides over her skin, her legs. Shortly, she has to squeeze them together and you help her by reaching under her knees and lifting her legs up. Then you slip her panties over her feet. Her eyes get big as you hold it up to your nose, look into her eyes and smell the scent you’ve always dreamed of. Then the panties land by your shirt. Alice has bent her legs to one side, her knees are touching but she is too excited to keep them up. Then she feels your fingers on her, you are still enthroned above her, are her whole world. First she doesn’t help, just lies motionless under you, watching you in disbelief as you part her legs slowly. Then she helps, spreads her thighs for you and then…
You smile. And so does she.
“You’re beautiful,” you say again. Alice needs to hear that.
“Thank you daddy.” And she believes it, even though she blushes slightly as she feels your eyes tingling on her labia. She’s already wet, a good sign, and a little dilated, just a little, and you can see her clit peeking out from between her lips.
“But you know what makes you perfect?” you ask as your hands slide over the insides of her thighs. Alice moans loudly, nibbling her lower lip and lolling under your touch. She should be afraid of these questions, the only ones you ask her today. But she is not afraid because you make everything so easy.
“I’ll do whatever you tell me daddy” she moans, tossing her head to the side as your fingers slide just past her swollen labia. “I’m your good girl! Hah…”
“That’s right,” you say, “And good girls deserve a reward.”
Your daughter comes the moment your fingers pull her labia apart. She pushes her lap up, her legs wriggling in the air, hanging off the bed. Her hands dig into the sheets and her neck pushes through as she contorts her face. Your strong hands hold her body in place until she calms down. You pay no attention to her, focusing on your task and stroking her sensitive center while your hands press her safe and secure into the sheets.
“Daddy I love you” she moans, “I love you!” Then her eyes grow wide. Your thumbs pull her folds apart, exposing her twitching pink opening, glistening in the evening light. Her opening spasms and her secretions run down her side over your fingers caressing her warm flesh. “Thank you daddy” she finally says, breathing heavily, wincing. But her movements drive her quivering body closer to your hands as her pulse slowly calms. “Was that good? Was that okay? H-have I p-pleased you?”
“You made daddy very proud darling” you encourage her and continue to work her quivering opening. Alice smiles contentedly and lets her head fall back into the pillows. Apparently she really is still too inexperienced to imagine it getting any better. “Alice?” You draw her attention to you. She lifts her head and looks at you, her hair wild in her face. Tonight you will take her far beyond her limits. But you will take her by the hand as you do so.
“Yes daddy?” Your cock throbs as you hear her voice, so full of trust and love.
“You hear me and your mum, yeah?”
“Every night daddy.”
“And have you touched yourself while you’ve been doing it?” Her face betrays her.
“O-Only since a w-week…or so, daddy.” She blushes at the thought.
“Good girl,” you grin, Alice blushing even redder. “And did you come?” She blinks and looks to the side.
“N-not as r-right n-now daddy. N-not as strong…s-so…. powerful.”
“Alice honey” you gently prepare her for the explosion that is about to occur in this room. The big bang. “That was nothing.” Her eyes get big, she’s almost a little scared at the thought.
“I b-been almost fainting daddy. W-what do you mean?” You smile devilishly. Now you’re in your element.
“I’ll show you Alice honey.” You move over her, Alice following you with her big googly eyes, forgetting she’s naked. You reach behind her, pull up some pillows and put them under her head. “Daddy will show you what a real orgasm feels like. Believe me. No one can do it better than your daddy and you’ll be a different girl afterward.”
You move again but Alice moves her hands faster, between her thighs. You look at her sternly but her eyes are dilated with fear.
“I’m scared daddy” she confesses “What if you don’t like me when you change me.” You have to laugh softly, that helps a little, your skill does the rest.
“You’re already a perfect daughter muffin,” you say reassuringly. “And you want to please me, don’t you?” Just a little danger resonates in your voice, just enough to make her skin tingle.
“Yes daddy.”
“Then let me show you how to please me.” And one last argument, your daughter wants to hear it. “You can trust me.”
“Yes daddy” she sighs contently.
“Do what I tell you.”
And Alice takes her hands away.
Writing Shark 