tami{Luther}

Thoughts of His girl
2004-02-29 17:59:51 (UTC)

My Daughter My Sex Toy (Part 1) WARNING VERY SEXUAL AND VERY TABOO

My Daughter, My SexToy


Part 1

"Oh god, here she is again," I mumbled to myself as
Cheryl, my fifteen year old daughter walked down the
stairs into the living room where I was sitting on the
couch. She was wearing a short white T-shirt, and a pair
of pale pink nylon panties, trimmed with lace; nothing
else. As she came down the stairs, her young breasts, firm
as they were, could not resist bouncing, proving to anyone
who watched that she was wearing nothing to support them
under the T-shirt.

My wife and I had separated two years ago and, since that
time, Cheryl had been spending every other weekend, some
vacations, and the occasional weekday evening with me.
Before we split up, it was normal for my wife to wander
around the house wearing very little, and Cheryl had
easily adopted her habit. As Cheryl grew older, however,
and especially after my separation, the sight of her
young, almost naked body had become very disconcerting. To
make matters worse, she seemed to revel in the discomfort
she was obviously causing, enjoying the look on my face
when she flashed herself in front of me.

I watched from the corner of my eye as she wandered into
the kitchen, and then reappeared a few seconds later with
a glass of O.J. Her legs were long and tan, her long
blonde hair framed her pretty freckled young face and,
goddammit, her nipples were hard against the white T-
shirt. As my eyes moved down her body, passed the short
shirt, I noticed that the panties were tight against her
crotch, clearly showing the bulge of her mons and pussy
lips. A few curly blonde hairs escaped around the edges of
the lace. Back to her face, I noticed her smile as she
watched me watch her; my cock, already hard, grew again as
I blushed slightly under her gaze.

"Daddy, do you think I'm fat?" she asked, running her free
hand up under the T-shirt and exposing her belly.

"Of course not, baby, you know you're not" I replied,
staring not at her stomach, but at her now completely
exposed crotch, and the fine blonde hairs which were now
visible through the almost transparent lace front panel of
her panties. Seeing where my attention was, she moved her
hand down and inside the front of the lace waistband,
pulling it out from her body. "Do you like them, Daddy,
they're new?" she asked, smirking.

"U-ugh, yes, they, umm, are very pretty, babe, but aren't
they a little tight?" I replied. Her hand had caused the
crotch to become even tighter, and I stared as it very
slightly disappeared between the lips of her pussy.

"Oh, no, I like them like this," she said, "in fact, I
have some even tighter, they make me feel good when
they're tight!." I continued to stare as she pulled at the
waistband again, the nylon began to slip into her cunt and
more of her puffy young pussy lips became visible at the
sides.

Turning her back to me, she ran her hand under one leg of
the panties and exposed her butt-cheek. "What about my
ass, Daddy, is it too fat?"

I swallowed as I stared at her half naked butt, her
fingers moving in the crack of her ass as she held the
nylon out of the way. "No, your ass is beautiful, baby,
now go and finish getting ready for your date before I
slap it for you!," I said, in mock anger. She giggled and,
running back up to her bedroom, shouted "Oh, you wouldn't
do that to me, would you, Daddy?"

I had only just began to recover my composure when I heard
her calling for me from her bedroom. "Now what?" I
wondered as I climbed the stairs.

Entering her bedroom, I found she had swapped the T-shirt
for a white silk blouse, which was not yet buttoned and,
although it covered her nipples, exposed a large amount of
her firm tits. "Which skirt do you think I should wear
with this blouse, Daddy. What do you think of this black
one?" she asked, holding a miniskirt up to her waist. "Or,
this red one?" she asked again, leaning over the bed and
reaching for another. As she did, I was treated to the
sight of her completely naked right breast and gasped at
the realization of just how firm she was, and how her
nipples were just like her mother's; dark brown, and very
long (almost half an inch), with large swollen aereole.
Looking back up at me, she held the red miniskirt to her
waist without covering her chest.

"Well, Daddy, what do you think?"

"Very beautiful," I replied.

She giggled again, "No, Daddy, the skirt! Which skirt?."
She obviously knew what I was staring at, and again I was
struck by the thought that she was deliberately exposing
herself and getting a kick out of teasing me.

"U-hh, the, umm, the Red one, I think," I stammered, "but,
er, don't you think you should be wearing a bra? You know
your mother wouldn't let you go out on a date dressed like
that!"

"But I don't like them, and I don't need one, Daddy, and
anyway, you're not Mom, you don't mind, do you?" she
pouted.

"Well, your blouse is a little thin, finish dressing and
then I'll see what you look like. Hurry up or you'll be
late" I said.

"Ok, why don't you wait here, I'm almost done"

I sat on her bed and watched as she brushed her hair and
applied make up, continually being tantalized with
glimpses of her bare tits as she reached for different
things. Finally, she stood up and buttoned the about half
of her blouse. Bending over, her ass in my face, she
reached for the red skirt and stepped into it, pulling it
up her legs and over her hips. She tucked the blouse into
it and zipped it up, turning to face me.

"Well, how do I look, do I pass?"

I stared up at her from the bed. Her breasts pushed
against the silk blouse, and I could faintly see the
darkness of her nipples. "Bend over" I instructed, "We
don't want the whole world to be able to stare at you."

She did as I asked, and although I could see the swelling
of her tits, I had to admit that even with so many buttons
undone, they remained covered; there was just enough
visible to drive a guy crazy!

"Ok, baby, you'll do, I hope your mother doesn't find out
I let you dress like this" (or watched you prance around
half naked, I thought to myself).

"Don't worry Daddy, I won't tell her!" she giggled.

"Well, you'd better be good, and you'd better be home on
time," I replied, "or maybe I'll tell her myself, then
your life won't be worth living!"

"Oh, I will, I will, Daddy, I promise; please, don't tell
her!"

The doorbell rang. It was Bobby, her date for the
night. "Okay, baby, get out of here. Have fun, and I'll
see you later."

"Thank you Daddy," she said and, leaning forward, kissed
me wetly on the lips before running downstairs and out of
the house, leaving me alone in her room.

I looked around myself and noticed her clothes strewn
around the room. On the floor by the side of the bed was a
red silk G-string, apparently something she had been
wearing earlier. I reached down and picked it up,
unrolling it and rubbing the crotch; it was wet! I held it
to my face and licked at it, expecting to taste my young
daughters cunt, but was surprised to discover the
unmistakable signs of semen. It was very slimy, and I
recognized the taste from the many times I had licked my
own fingers after jacking off. She had obviously fucked
someone earlier in the day, and allowed the G-string to
become soaked as the cum dribbled out of her young body.

I licked and sucked harder at the skimpy material,
intoxicated with the thought of what I was doing, and with
the mental vision of my daughter fucking one of her
boyfriends and of his cum seeping out between the plump
pussy lips she had so happily flashed at me just a little
while ago.

Sliding my shorts down, I rubbed my aching cock with the
silk, while massaging my balls with the other hand. The
feel of the silky soft slimy wet silk on the head of my
cock was indescribable, and within minutes, my hips were
jerking as I lay on my daughters bed and squirted another
load of hot cum into her G-string, soaking it again.

Several hours later, it was nearly one in the morning and
she was thirty minutes late for her curfew. I was angry
and beginning to get worried.

Finally, I heard the front door open, and Cheryl walked
quickly into the house.

Before she had a chance to say anything, I stood up and
shouted at her. "Cheryl, where have you been? You promised
to be on time, and let me down. Is this what I get for
giving into you and letting you dress the way you wanted?
I'm beginning to think I really should tell your Mother
about the way you've been behaving!"

"Oh, please, Daddy, I'm sorry, please don't do that,
please!"

I stared at her as she walked up to me. Her lipstick was
gone, and her hair was somewhat disheveled.

"Well, it's either that, or you take the spanking I think
you deserve. You decide which."

"Uh, err, well, Okay," she spluttered, "Okay, let me go to
my room and change."

"No, it's either right now, or it's your Mother," I said,
not wanting to give her any chance to change my mind.

"But, err, please, Daddy, just let me go and change, and
then, I promise, I'll take my punishment. Please?"

I was curious, now, why did she insist on changing? Well,
regardless, I was determined to do it now, I knew that if
she changed she might be able to change my mind by
dressing in something sexy and teasing me again. "This is
your last chance, little lady, you either get on my lap
now, or I pick up the phone. Now, which is it going to
be?" I demanded as I sat on the couch.

A look of complete resignation appeared on her face as she
realized that I was not going to be dissuaded. "Okay,
Daddy," she sighed, and moved over to the couch and lay
down on my lap, holding her skirt down as she did.

"Good, now, I'm going to give you one for every minute
passed your curfew that you were late, understand?"

"Y-yes, Daddy, I'm sorry," she mumbled from the pillow
where her face was hidden.

Reaching down her legs, which she was holding tightly
together, I started to pull her skirt up. As I did, I was
treated to the sight of her bare ass; she was no longer
wearing the pink panties she was so proud of a few hours
earlier. Her thighs and buttocks were clenched tight,
preventing me from being able to see anything other than
the cheeks of her ass, and a few stray pubic hairs peeking
up from her hidden crotch.

"So, being bra-less wasn't enough, I see. You had to take
your panties off and spend the evening almost naked. Well,
seeing as you obviously enjoy flaunting yourself, I think
you should receive your punishment naked. Now, get up and
strip," I demanded.

She looked up from the couch at me, an expression of
embarrassment on her face, "Please, Daddy, no, please,
just spank me and I promise it'll never happen again" she
whined.

"It seems you really don't believe me," I sighed, reaching
over her body for the telephone.

"No, no, please Daddy, Okay, I'll do it," she said,
jumping up from my lap and reaching for the buttons on her
blouse. As I watched, she hung her head and fumbled with
the buttons, finally, slipping the blouse off her
shoulders and exposing her chest completely to my eyes. I
stared at her firm young tits, and noticed the love bites
around her nipples.

"And, the rest?" I asked.

She hesitated slightly, and then unzipped the skirt, slid
it over her hips, and let it fall around her feet. She now
stood naked in front of me, and my eyes moved down to her
crotch. I could see the swollen lips of her young cunt,
and noticed the hair around them was wet and matted.
Looking back at her face, I could see her cheeks were
flushed; either from shame, or from excitement at being
naked in front of me. She lifted her face and our eyes
met. At that moment I decided that it was a combination of
both emotions that was coloring her cheeks.

"Obviously I'm not the first person to see you naked
tonight," I taunted, "where did you do it?"

"Err, in his, uhmm, in his car. Out on Mullholland Drive,
at the lookout point," she replied.

"That's pretty public, isn't it. Apparently you like the
thought of people seeing you naked and fucking?"

"I, uhmm, no, I mean yes, er, well I suppose so," she
stammered again, her face becoming even more flushed.

"Hmmmm, well, some things are going to have to change
around here," I said, "Now, get back on my lap, or did you
think I would forget about spanking your ass?"

She lay back down on the couch, across my lap, still
clenching her legs together, only now I knew why; she was
trying to hide her wet, freshly fucked cunt.

I lifted my hand and brought it down on my daughters firm,
naked ass. It made a loud slap and she grunted into the
pillow she was gripping to her face. Her legs jumped at
the impact, and she quickly pulled them back together
again. I smiled to myself, wondering how long she would be
able to keep them that way.

Lifting my hand, I brought it down again, putting a second
red mark on her ass. Then again and again. Each time I
did, her legs flinched and opened a fraction, but as she
squealed into the pillow she clenched again. After another
ten slaps, her ass was getting very red, and her muscles
were losing their strength; her thighs were now open an
inch, and I could see down between them slightly.

By the time I had given her thirty-five smacks, she was
sobbing and was unable to control her legs. They now lay
wide open, and looking down I was able to see her pink-
brown asshole and, below that, her tender young pussy,
still swollen, with Bobby's cum leaking out between the
lips, wetting the insides of her thighs.

I reached down between her legs and, with one finger,
rubbed between the lips of her pussy. She was incredibly
hot, and my finger came away soaked in a mixture of her
cum and Bobby's. I moved my finger up to her little
asshole and rubbed it gently, "Now," I said, "you still
have another thirty spankings to go, but, if you agree to
make some changes around here, maybe I'll forgive you and
forget the rest."

She stopped sobbing, and looking up at me,
asked "Anything, Daddy, I'll do anything, anything you
say, just please, don't spank me anymore. Please?"

"Mmmm, well, you've promised before, how do I know if
you're serious this time?"

"Oh, Daddy, I am, really, just tell me what you want and
I'll do it, I mean it, anything!"

I moved my finger back to her pussy and coated it in the
slick fluids that were seeping out of her, and then, as
she watched, brought it up to my face and stared at
it. "You're very wet, aren't you," I commented, looking
back into her eyes, "Tell me why, tell me what you did
tonight. Everything!"

She hesitated for a second, and then started to talk.

"Well, we drove out to PCH for dinner, we were going to
Alice's Restaurant in Malibu. As we were driving, Bobby
was, err, you know, playing with me."

"No, I don't know, Cheryl, I want you to tell me every
detail, understand, EVERY detail. I want to hear you tell
me exactly what you two did, is that clear?"

Her face flushed again, but she continued talking as I
slowly caressed the red-hot cheeks of her ass,
occasionally stroking her asshole with my finger tip.

"He was, uhmm, touching me between the legs, touching my
err, pussy. He likes to touch me all the time, wherever we
are. At first he stroked me through my panties, pushing
them up into me, err, into my cunt and making them wet."

"After about ten minutes, he told me to take my panties
off. I didn't really want to, but he likes to see me
naked, and likes the thought of me wearing as little as
possible when we're out, so I did. He took my panties and
hung them on the rear-view mirror of the car. It was still
daylight, and he said he wanted people to know what a hot
girl he had with him."

"And what about you, what did you want?"

"Well, I like it when guys are hot for me, so I let him.
It was embarrassing when we got to the restaurant and the
valet saw them hanging there, but it kind of made me
excited as well. Then we went in for dinner, and we sat at
a booth. He made me undo two more buttons of my blouse,
and open my legs slightly as we sat there and ate. I knew
that the waiter could see all of my boobs, and that the
people across from us could see up my skirt. We were both
hot by the time we left."

"On the way back, he told me to undo my blouse, take my
skirt off and open my legs. After I did that, he said he
wanted to watch me play with myself, so I did. I lay back
in the seat and fingered myself as we drove. When we got
to the top of Mulholland, at the lookout point, he parked.
There were three other cars there and he stopped in
between two of them. We started kissing and fooling
around, but then I had to pee. I told Bobby, and asked him
if we could drive over to the corner where no one could
see."

"He looked at me and told me either to walk over there
myself, or to do it there in the car, and handed me an
empty plastic cup from the floor. I looked at him thinking
he was joking, but saw he wasn't. I didn't know what to
do, but I had to go real bad, so I took the cup from him
and scooted forward in the seat. Before I could go, he
stopped me and said that I would have more room in the
back seat, and to get out of the car and get into the
back."

"I reached for my skirt, but he stopped me, saying I
wouldn't need it."

I was fingering her ass and pussy continuously now, and
every couple of minutes her butt twitched as I touched her
clit. She was beginning to get excited by telling me about
her date.

"I opened the door and got out, knowing that the couple in
the car next to me could see I was just wearing a blouse.
Undone. I could feel their eyes staring at my body, it was
hot! I climbed into the back seat and Bobby turned around
and looked back at me. I knelt on the seat, facing him and
held the cup between my legs. I couldn't wait any longer,
and started going. I was so desperate that I couldn't
control it, and pee was squirting everywhere. My hand was
soaked, and it overflowed the cup. Eventually, I was empty
and I asked Bobby for something to wipe myself with. He
said he didn't have anything. By then I was so hot,
feeling so slutty, that I just licked my fingers, wiped
myself, and then licked them again, while he looked at me."

"He said that was the hottest thing he had ever seen, and
climbed over the seat to join me in the back. We started
kissing and he said he could taste my piss in my mouth. He
said it tasted good. He took the cup and took a swig from
it, then kissed me again, pushing a mouthful of my piss
into my mouth and making me swallow it. He did it again,
and it made us even hotter, it was so disgusting we loved
it. We ended up both taking mouthfuls of it from the cup
and kissing, sharing it between us."

"Bobby undid his pants and took them off. His cock was
throbbing he was so hot for me. He dipped the head of his
dick into the cup, wetting it in my pee, then told me to
suck it. I leaned down and licked it, tasting him and my
piss at the same time. We kept doing this for another five
minutes, but by then we were on fire. He laid down on the
seat and I climbed onto him, pushing my pussy down onto
his dick. It only took a couple of seconds before we were
both ready and with a couple of thrusts which almost threw
me off his lap, we both came. He flooded me with his cum."

"By the time we recovered, I realized what time it was,
and that we were late. Without cleaning up, we scrambled
back into the front seat and raced back here. I was in
such a panic, I left my panties hanging on the mirror when
I jumped out of the car and ran in!"

She looked back up at my face. We were both horny now, and
I knew she could feel my hard-on sticking into her belly
through my shorts. I scooped up some of the cum from her
cunt with my finger, and stuck it into my mouth, sucking
it clean. Her eyes widened as she watched me do this. Then
I got some more and gave my finger to her. She did the
same thing and sucked it into her mouth, still staring
into my eyes.

"So," I said, "you like showing yourself off. Is that why
you've been teasing me so much recently?"

"Yes, Daddy, I'm sorry, but it was so exciting to know you
were looking at me, and getting hard. I could see it in
your pants and loved knowing I could make you want me."

"And, you like being a slut and doing disgusting things?"
I continued, pushing my finger slowly up into her ass for
the first time.

"Mmmm Yessss, Daddy, yes, I love it, I got so hot when
Bobby made me piss in front of him, and then when we drank
it, I almost came on the spot!"

I wiggled my finger around in her ass, pushing it in as
deep as I could, then pulled it out and put it between her
lips. She sucked it in and I felt her tongue licking at
it, tasting her own asshole.

"Okay, it seems you are willing to do as you're told. From
now on, I'll decide how you are going to dress, both while
you're in the house, and when you go out with your
friends. Every night, when you come home, you are going to
tell me everything you did and let me inspect your body.
Once in a while, I may think of something I want you to
do, either for me, or when you are on a date, and you'll
do everything I tell you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy, I understand, I'll do everything you tell me,
whatever it is, I promise!"

"Good, then the first thing I want you to do is lay down
on the floor, lift your knees, and open your legs wide. I
want to see my little daughters cunt, I want you to show
me Bobby's cum still inside you."

She climbed off my lap and, glancing down at my cock which
was making a tent in my shorts, lay on her back on the
floor, with her feet towards me. She lifted her knees and
opened her legs, then reached down with her hands and
spread the lips of her young cunt. "There Daddy, can you
see it, can you see Bobby's cum in my cunt, he shot so
much I know I'm full, shall I push some out for you?"

I stared at her lewd position, her fingers gripping her
cunt-lips and pulling them apart. "Yes, do that, push a
little out and let it trickle down."

Her shit hole bulged slightly as she pushed down with her
muscles. A blob of white slimy cum appeared from within
her cunt and slowly slid out of her body and down to her
asshole.

"Push it into your ass," I said, "Push it up as deep as
you can"

She moved her right hand, and with the middle finger
rubbed the cum around her asshole and then slowly pushed
it in. Soon her finger was buried completely in her
asshole.

"Fuck your ass with your finger, Push it in and out."

Looking into my eyes, my daughter did as I instructed. She
started fucking her ass with her finger, plunging it in
and out, straining to get it as far into her bowels as she
could.

"Now, take it out" I said. "Take it out and suck it clean"

"Oooh, Daddy, Yesss." She pulled the finger out of her
tight hole and I could see it was glistening with the cum
she had pushed into herself, and was slightly brown at the
end. She had obviously pushed it in far enough to get it
dirty.

Releasing her knees, she brought her hand up to her face
and sucked the finger into her mouth. I knew she could
taste her shit on it, but she was clearly willing to do
anything I told her to.

I got off the couch and knelt between my daughters wide
open legs. Leaning down, I stared at her soaking wet wide
open pussy and started to lick. As I sucked, she pushed
and slowly fed Bobby's cum into my mouth. In between, I
tasted the sweetness of her cunt, and sucked her pussy
lips and then her clit into my mouth. She squirmed beneath
me.

"Yessssss, Daddy, Yesss. Do you like it, do you like the
taste of my fucked pussy? Oh, this is so hot, my Daddy,
sucking me, cleaning me out."

I lifted my face from between her legs and looked up into
her face. "From now on, baby, anytime you fuck someone,
you're forbidden from cleaning yourself. I don't care if
you wet your pants, but you are not allowed to wipe
yourself after fucking. I want you to come home and show
me your cunt full of cum. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy, yesss, I'll do it, for you Daddy, I'll do
anything."

I resumed sucking on her fifteen year old pussy and, as I
swallowed the last of the cum she was so full of, she came
in my face, soaking me in her own juices.

Lifting my face, I looked down at Cheryl, her face flushed
and her young tits heaving. I pulled my shorts down,
exposing my now painfully throbbing dick and started
stroking it. "You're going to do everything I tell you to,
little girl, you're going to be my little slut daughter
and dress like I say and do what I say."

"Yes, Daddy, everything," she panted, watching me stroke
my cock above her body.

I stroked faster and faster, now, our eyes were
alternating between admiring our bodies, and sharing hot,
animal-like looks at each other. I could not hold back any
longer, and thrusting my hips forward, spewed my cum over
my daughters body and face. There were lines of hot slimy
cum over her stomach and tits, and up over her chin on her
lips, nose and hair. It was easily the most intense orgasm
I had ever had in my life.

Leaning down again, I kissed my pretty daughters face,
sucking her lips and playing with her tongue as she opened
her mouth. We wiped my cum around in each others mouths,
sucking noisily as our tongues danced with each other.

After we recovered, I sat on the couch with Cheryl, her
head in my lap while I caressed her still naked body. We
talked for a while about her fantasies, and her love of
flashing her body and doing very kinky things. This
evening had been the first time she had tasted piss, or
even pissed in front of a guy, but apparently she
fantasized about "dirty," slutty acts like that a lot and
really got off on it.

We spent that night in my bed, nothing new happened, we
just cuddled up together and went to sleep, exhausted from
the evenings' activities.


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