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Subject: {ASSM} Story: My Daughter Caught Me (pt. 4) by DaddyOh! 10/07 (Ff, inc?, mast)
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Summary: Taylor has caught her father Richard masturbating twice. Both
times she made him stroke to orgasm. Taylor's mother Rachel is aware
of these incidents and discusses the matter with her daughter at their
favorite coffee shop.

NOTE: This story is completely fictional. It contains explicit sexual
content and is intended for adults only. If you are under 18 or
offended by such material, please do not read.

I love to hear feedback! Please let me know what you think!
ny9311@yahoo.com. DaddyOh! (Jake)

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Story: My Daughter Caught Me (pt. 4) by DaddyOh! 10/07 (Ff, inc?,
mast) 2950 words

Rachel knew her 15 y.o. daughter Taylor had caught her father Richard
masturbating on two occasions, once in his office and once in Taylor's
bedroom. She also knew that both times, Taylor had toyed with her
father and insisted he continue jerking off in front of her. While
Rachel was briefly upset after hearing about the first incident, she
quickly found herself aroused and had hopes that things would go
further between her husband and their daughter. After hearing about
the second time Taylor had caught her father in the act, Rachel wanted
to understand what her daughter was up to.

Mother and daughter sat across from one another in a secluded booth at
the back of their favorite coffee shop. Rachel had asked Taylor if she
wanted to stop off for something before they headed to the mall for a
few hours of shopping. Taylor readily agreed. After a few minutes of
small talk, Rachel turned the subject to her husband and Taylor.

"So, Young Lady," Rachel began, "What exactly are you up to with your
father?"

Taylor replied coyly, "Up to? What are you talking about, Mom?"

"Taylor," Rachel continued, "I know what happened, twice. Now what's
going on?"

Changing her tactics, Taylor said, "Mom! You know what I caught him
doing, right? I was just really pissed off. Not only did I come home
and find him looking at porn and doing it in his office, I caught him
jerking off in my room!" Taylor feigned indignation.

"Sweetie, we both know those things are true," Rachel replied. "And,
we both know there's more to the story than that, don't we? I know
you, Little Missy. You're up to something."

"Mother," said Taylor, feigning mild surprise this time, "I have no
idea what you mean!"

"Cut the bullshit, Taylor," Rachel said. "I know you caught your dad
playing with himself. I also know that not only did you catch him, you
made him continue what he was doing, while you watched. That's not
exactly normal behavior for a fifteen year old, much less for a
fifteen year old to be doing with her father. Now what's going on?"

"I don't know, Mom," Taylor said, dropping her pretenses. "The first
time I really was kind of surprised, and kind of pissed. I don't even
know why I was pissed. The second time I really was pissed, because he
was doing it in my room and because he had tried to get into my
computer."

"Wait a minute," Rachel said. "What do you mean you were 'kind of
surprised'? What does that mean?"

Well," Taylor replied, "It's not the first time I saw Daddy jerking
himself off." Rachel gave a look that indicated she was waiting for
more details. "Do you remember when Daddy used to watch Lizzie McGuire
with me all the time?" Rachel nodded. "Well, that was 3 years ago when
I was like 12. I used to sit on his lap and watch with him. He loved
the show, more than I did, I think. Anyway, I started noticing
something hard under my lap when we were watching. Once Daddy realized
I noticed, he would push me off and make some excuse about me getting
too big to be on his lap. I kind of knew he was getting hard, but I
didn't really understand it."

"Yes, I sort of knew about that," Rachel said. "Your father told me he
was embarrassed about getting erect with you on his lap. But what does
that have to do with seeing him masturbate?"

"I came downstairs one night to get a drink from the fridge," Taylor
replied. "And I noticed the TV in the family room was on. I saw Daddy
through the door and he was watching Lizzie McGuire. I went in quietly
thinking I would scare him. As I got closer, I saw that his pajamas
were down and his, cock, was out and he was stroking it." Rachel
looked interested, not shocked, and again waited for more. "I couldn't
believe it, Mom. It was so weird. I couldn't totally understand what
he was doing. I just knew he was watching Lizzie and playing with his
dick. And he was really into it, too. I watched for a while. I
couldn't stop. It was really interesting, actually."

"Did you see him, um, finish?" Rachel asked.

"Yes," Taylor said. "He was talking too. Saying things like, 'Yes,
Baby. That's it, Lizzie. Oh, you're so beautiful. Fuck your Daddy,
Honey. Fuck me Lizzie Baby." Now Rachel did look a bit surprised.
"Then he came. He squirted all over himself. I had never seen anything
like it, Mom. I mean, I knew about penises and vaginas and sperm and
everything. But I had no idea what it looked like and I sure didn't
think I would see my dad doing that."

"How come you never said anything?" Rachel said.

"I don't know, Mom," Taylor replied. "I was kind of embarrassed. But I
was also really, really interested. I thought about that so much after
that. I wished I could see it again, really. But I never caught him.
Until a couple of weeks ago, that is."

"So you haven't seen anything like that since then?" Rachel inquired.

"Um, Rachel said, once again acting coy. "Not exactly, Mom. Not again
with Daddy until recently, anyway" Rachel looked surprised again.
"After that, I wanted to see it so much again, and I didn't see Daddy
doing it, so I talked some guys at school into letting me watch them
do it."

"Taylor!" Rachel was genuinely surprised. "You're kidding me. You
convinced boys to jerk off for you?"

"Yea, Mom!" Taylor said. "I had no idea it would be so easy. It seemed
like guys really liked the idea. It wasn't hard to get them to do it
at all."

"How many boys did you get to masturbate for you?" Rachel asked, still
trying to get her mind around what her daughter had just told her.

"A lot, I guess," Taylor replied. "Maybe forty."

"Forty!" Rachel tried to keep her voice down. "You saw 40 boys jerk
off? Taylor! I can't believe you."

"They weren't exactly all boys, Mom," Taylor said. "There were like 5
teachers too. And it's not all guys either." Rachel was now genuinely
surprised at what she was hearing from her daughter.

"I thought you were probably getting some experience," Rachel said
after a pause. "I didn't really talk to you about sex because I
figured if you had questions, you would come to me.." Another pause.
"What may I ask were you doing while you watched all these people play
with themselves, Young Lady?"

"For a long time I just watched," Taylor said. "I would go home and
play with myself after, to see what that was like. Then about a year
ago, I decided to do it while one of the guys was doing it. He really
liked that. So now I usually do it along with them. And of course, we
do some other things, too." Rachel shook her head in disbelief. "Are
you upset, Mom?"

"Not at all, Honey," Rachel replied. "I'm just trying to let all this
sink in. As long as you were doing all this because you wanted to,
then it's totally up to you what you do. And I certainly understand
being sexually curious at your age."

"Yes, it was totally what I wanted to do, Mom. No one made me do
anything at all. But what do you mean about understanding being
curious at my age, Mom?" Taylor said.

"Well, let's just say that Mommy had an early start too and we'll
leave that story for another time," Rachel said with a grin. "So, that
means you've been having actual sex, I assume?"

"Duh! Of course!" Taylor said with a smile.

"How many times and how many different guys?" her mother said in
reply.

"Oh, let's see," Taylor began, "I've probably actually done it with 6
guys and maybe, 50 times?" Rachel stared, shaking her head again.
"Well, Mom! You asked!"

"I know," Rachel said. "I'm just not sure I was ready for that
answer."

"It's no big deal, Mom. I can't help it. I love to fuck around," she
said sheepishly with a large grin.

"Apparently you do," Rachel replied. "And you've been with girls too?"

"Totally," Taylor said, then thought for a moment. "Have you? Been
with girls I mean?"

"Yes I have, Sweetie. More than a few times," Rachel said with a
smile. "But we can talk more about that later. Tell me what you have
in mind with your father."

"I don't really know, exactly," Taylor told her mother earnestly. "I'm
really just kind of playing with him. I mean, honestly Mom, I like
being in control and I like watching him do it! And it's not like I
don't know that he's into me. I mean he's constantly staring at me and
trying to look down my shirt. I guess I really like all the attention
from him, really."

"I understand totally," Rachel said. "I've done my share of game
playing with your father over the years myself. I know how fun it can
be. And you certainly have him where you want him. I know about how he
looks at you. He's been doing it for a long time. He talks about how
beautiful you are all the time. And after you caught him the first
time, he admitted that he wants you."

"He did?" said Taylor with a laugh. "What did he say?"

"Well, we were in bed, talking about what happened when you caught
him," Rachel said. "And I got him to admit that not only did he wish
he could, well, cum on you, but he said he wanted you, and that he has
for a long time."

"He said that?" Taylor said. "Did he say like, he wants to fuck me?"

"Yes, he said exactly that," Rachel replied. "He said he wants to fuck
his little girl."

"Wow. Are you sure you're not upset about this, Mom?" Taylor said.

"Honey, I accepted your father's sexual appetites a long time ago. And
he accepted mine," Rachel said. "He likes young girls, even younger
than you. He has a huge sex drive, which you've inherited I
see...well, from both of us really." Rachel smiled at this. "It
actually gets me excited that he wants you, Sweetie. You're a
beautiful young girl and I totally understand that he would want to be
with you."

"That's totally cool, Mom," Taylor said. "Hey, what do you mean, it
gets you excited?"

"Just what I said," Rachel replied. "It gets me horny, o.k.? Is that
what you wanted to hear?"

"Yea, that's what I wanted to hear," Taylor said.

"In fact," Rachel said, "It's getting me horny right now. This
conversation and thinking about you with all those people, watching
guys jerk off, and girls...it has me really wet. You know...no, never
mind."

"What? Mom, what?" Taylor said expectantly. "What were you going to
say?"

"Well, I was going to ask if you wanted to watch one more girl touch
herself," Rachel said.

"Are you serious, Mom?" Taylor said. "You wanna touch yourself? I
would love to see that. Where are you gonna do it?"

"Oh, I thought right here might be kind of fun," Rachel said. With
that, she reached her hand below the table and slid it into the
waistband of her sweat pants. "Oh yea, very wet down there as I
thought."

"Mom!" Taylor said incredulously. "Are you gonna do it right here?"
Taylor looked around to see if anyone could possibly see or hear them.
While there were several people a few tables away, she thought they
were all involved in their own conversations and not paying attention
to what was happening in the corner booth. Rachel nodded her head,
indicating that she was in fact planning to touch herself right there,
as she slid her hand into her panties and began to move it slowly up
and down. "I can't believe you're doing this, Mom!"

"Sound like something you would do?" Rachel replied, as she touched
her engorged clitoris. "Mmmmmmmm, that feels good," she whispered to
her daughter. "So what do you plan to do with your father, Baby Doll?
Hmmm? Ooohhhhh, yyyea." Taylor slipped a hand below the table herself,
sliding it into the elastic waistband of her skirt."What panties are
you wearing?" Rachel inquired.

"None," Taylor said. "I took them off before we left and put them in
Daddy's top desk drawer." Taylor giggled and Rachel smiled widely. "I
guess I want to keep teasing him and eventually I want to let him have
what he wants."

"Well Honey," Rachel said as she moaned softly again, moving her hand
faster now, "He wants you bad, so take advantage of that."

"What do you mean, Mom?" Taylor asked as she felt a wave of pleasure
from her own self-stimulation. "Mmmmmm."

"Tease him into giving you something you want," Rachel said. "You're
always asking him for more money. How about that? Your panties in his
drawer is a great start. He'll be crazy to get with you after that
little gesture." Rachel pressed two fingers hard against her clit.
"Ooooh, Baby that feels good."

A member of the coffee shop staff approached the table unexpectedly,
looking for items to clean-up. Both Rachel and Taylor froze, one hand
each under the table in their lap. Each put on a sweet smile for the
girl, who smiled back and left. Mother and daughter looked at each
other and laughed, breathing a sigh of relief.

"That was close," Taylor said to her mother in a laughing whisper,
followed by a return to hand movement. "Mommy this feels so good. I
can't believe you got me doing this!"

"So, Taylor Sweetie," Rachel said with a smile. "Just how far are you
planning to go with dear old Daddy? Are you going to let him have what
he wants?"

"You mean, will I let him fuck me?" Taylor said. "Is that o.k. with
you, Mom?" Taylor paused to wait for her response.

"Yes," Rachel replied. "I really think it is."

"Good," Taylor said. "Because I think I can really use that, like you
said. And honestly, Mom...I want him to fuck me. I mean, I know I've
been all bitchy to him, but I really love Daddy and I know how much he
wants me. I want him to take me. And, well, I think he has a great
cock." Rachel and Taylor smirked at the boldness of the statement.

"He certainly does," the mother replied. "Just one thing, Sweetheart.
You can only jerk your father along for so long, no pun intended."

"What do you mean, Mom?" Taylor asked.

"I mean that you have him where you want him now," Rachel said. "But
your father can take control when he wants to. You can push him so
far, but if you push too far, he'll take over. It's really pretty
great when he does. But you may not be in control of the situation
anymore. You may still get what you want, but not necessarily in the
way you wanted it." Taylor seemed unfocused on her mother's words, as
she was nearing orgasm. Both women rubbed hard beneath the table as
their wet pussies throbbed joyously.

"I think I'm gonna cum, Mommy," Taylor whispered. "Mmmmm, MMmmmmmm,
Ooooohhhhhhh, yessssss..." She held her fingers tight over her clit as
she felt her orgasm hit home.

"Me too, Taylor Baby," Rachel said as she pinched her clit between
thumb and forefinger as her own climax made her shudder. "It's sooooo
good Baby. MMmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmmm, aaaaahhhhhhhh..." Both Rachel and
Taylor had done their best not to draw too much attention as they
expressed their extreme satisfaction at their clandestine act. When
the waves had subsided for both, Rachel said, "Sweetie, would you come
to the bathroom with me for a second?" Taylor gave her mother a
knowing smile and followed her down a small hallway to the large,
single occupant ladies room. When both were inside, Rachel locked the
door, grabbed her daughter and pulled her close, kissing her full on
the mouth. "Oooohhh, Sweetie. I just had to touch you." Rachel pulled
Taylor's body close and reached her hand under her daughter's skirt,
feeling her wetness.

"Oh, Mommy...," Taylor crooned as she kissed her mother in return and
delighted at the feeling of the hand that was now fingering her very
wet vagina. Taylor returned the favor, reaching into her mother's
sweats and feeling her dripping wet crotch. "Mommy, I want to eat your
pussy very soon." She kissed her mother again and held her close. The
two shared an emotional embrace that was also very physical.

"I can't wait, Honey," the mother said in reply. "Now, how about we go
over to Victoria's Secret and pick out some of the elegant but slutty
lingerie that will make your father do exactly as you ask?" Rachel and
Taylor took turns washing their own and one another's juices off their
hands and left the washroom arm in arm, each smiling ear-to-ear.

The End.

I would love to hear feedback at ny9311@yahoo.com. DaddyOh! (Jack)

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