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ADULT MATERIAL. WARNING!
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Daddy's Incest Diaries
Belle T., Part 1
"Working for her daddy's dick"
Daddy Note: Belle T. just turned 18. She's 5' 1" tall and weighs
just 98 lbs. She has short blonde hair, 32 B cone titties, a perfect,
round little butt and very young, cute face She met her daddy while
she was still in high school, working at a fast food restaurant. Her
daddy drafted her into the adult entertainment business when she
turned 18. Not only is having sex with Daddy something new, just
having any daddy at all is new to Belle. Having a daddy changed her
life. In part one of Belle's story, she tells how it all started.
I never had no Daddy in my whole life. My mom left him when me and my
sister were just little, and the only men I ever knew growing up were
Mom's boyfriends. I did like some of them, but whenever I took a
shine to one them, Mom would get real mean to me. I didn't understand
it when I was younger, but now I know she was jealous. She made life
pretty miserable for me and my sister Julie, and I dreamed of the day
I would turn 18 and could move out of her trailer. Mom told me lots
of times that she'd be glad when me and Julie were old enough to
leave. She isn't a nice mom like some of my friends have.
She never worked and was always on food stamps. We never had any
money, so I had to work after school starting from the time I was 14,
just to have money to buy clothes and stuff for school. Anyway,
since I always worked and couldn't compete with the other girls in
clothes and stuff like that, I wasn't all the popular. I had a few
dates in high school, but nobody asked me to go to my senior prom.
That made me feel pretty low, but Mom always made me feel even worse.
She told me nobody asked me to the prom because I'm so little and
don't have any tits. She said my sister Julie is just like me and
that we're both like our dad who was short and skinny I guess. Mom
has big tits and a huge butt. She's fat from doing nothing for the
last 15 years.
Anyway, I reckon you get the picture. About the only nice thing about
my senior year in high school was meeting Daddy. Of course, I didn't
call him that when he first came into the fast food place where I used
to work and started talking to me. He was just a nice, older man who
smiled at me and was always sweet to me. He would wink at me, and I
remember how thrilled I was when he said one night: "You are so cute.
I wish I were 30 years younger and I'd be calling you up."
That's right, he was a lot older. I hadn't thought about him as
anyone but a kind of kindly old guy, but I slowly started to see him
in a different way. I know now that he's 53, but I guessed him at
40. He has a good build, bright blue eyes and is very handsome and
clean looking. I could tell he was rich too. I saw that he had a
brand new Ford four-wheel-drive pickup truck, and I could tell by his
clothes that he was well off, you know?
After he had been coming in to the store for a month or so, talking to
me every time and all, well, I got to kind of like him. It excited me
that a real man was interested in me, in a sexy way. He flirted with
me all the time, and I noticed his eyes roaming over my body every
time I saw him. He would just stare at my little titties, and it made
my nipples hard. I flirted back, but I didn't think he took me
seriously. I figured he was just being nice, and he was, but I had no
idea what he really had in mind.
Things really changed the night of the prom. All my classmates were
there, but I was working at the taco place. A bunch of the kids had
just been in for tacos, and a couple of the girls had made nasty
comments about the fact that I wasn't going to the prom. It really
hurt my feelings, and I took a break in the parking lot. I was
standing out back, crying my eyes out when Daddy Dick's truck came
into the lot. He saw me and came walking over to me. I tried to
hide, but he saw I was crying. The next thing I knew, his hand was
touching my shoulder and his deep, man's voice was saying: "You want
to tell me about it honey? Come on, just pretend I'm your daddy and
cry on my shoulder."
That made me cry out loud, and I turned around and he took me into his
arms. He hugged me and patted my back and head as I sobbed on his
shoulder.
I really don't remember everything I told him or exactly what I said,
but he was so nice that I started feeling better right away. One
thing he told me was how pretty I was and that he would have taken me
to the prom if he didn't think I would have been embarrassed. He told
me he saw me as the "most desirable young lady" he had ever known and
often thought about me when he was alone at home in bed. As you can
probably guess, I was feeling less miserable and more excited. I
stopped crying and really loved the feeling of his arms around me.
Then, I felt him press against me with his hips, and I just pressed
right back. I could tell he had a hardon I could feel it!
Then he leaned back and looked down at me, lifting my head by putting
a finger under my chin. He just looked at me, the said: "Give Daddy
a kiss, Belle."
He moved his lips to mine and in an instant I was kissing him back.
His tongue went into my mouth and I felt his hands drop to my butt and
pull me against his body. When he broke the kiss, he kept his hands
on my butt there in the dark behind the restaurant and said some
things that have ended up changing my whole life. I'll never forget
that first kiss. First, he asked me how old I was, and I told him I'd
be 18 four days after high school graduation in a week.
"You know, when you are 18, you can come to work for me and make more
money in a weekend than you can make here in a month," I remember him
saying. That made me feel real good and got me excited in a different
way. At that point, he let go of me (I felt suddenly unprotected when
he took his hands off my butt and moved his arms from around me).
He pulled out his wallet and took out a business card and handed it to
me. I couldn't read it in the dark, so he said to put it in my own
wallet and look at it later. When I asked him what kind of work I
could do for him, he said that I would be a "perfect model" for his
publishing business.
"Just read the back of the card. I can't hire you until you are 18,
but if you are interested, working for me could set you up for the
rest of your life. My number is on the card. Call me some time," he
said.
Well, I forgot all about the prom after that. I was dying to see what
the card said. So, as soon as he left, I dug it out and read it
during a slow spell at the drive-in window. I remember how shocked I
was. I could feel my face turn red. One side listed modeling
rates-for nude, erotic and "adult action" modeling that paid up to
$250 and hour! I wasn't exactly sure what adult action was, but I was
pretty sure. One of my girl friends in high school had shown me one
her parents' adult videos once. It was pretty exciting, but I
couldn't see myself having sex for a camera like that. I wasn't a
virgin, but I might as well have been, because I didn't have much
experience at all.
When I was 11, my cousin Bobby who was 12 had talked me into letting
him do it to me. I had hurt a little and had lasted about a minute.
I never let a boy do it again. The night Daddy Dick gave me his
card, I hardly knew anything about sex except what I had seen on my
friend's video and what girls at school said about it. Here in the
South, there ain't no such thing as sex education you know.
Anyway, on the other side of the card was this little sign thing that
said "Daddy's Girls" and that he was "Daddy Dick." It really made me
curious though, and that, coupled with the fact that I would have done
anything to get out of the taco place and out of my mother's trailer
made me go to the phone on Sunday morning while Mom was still asleep.
He answered the phone and I timidly asked: "Daddy Dick? This is
Belle."
"Well hi, Belle! What a nice way to start my morning off, a call from
the prettiest, sexiest young girl I know. Good to hear from you
honey," he said. His voice was real up-sounding, and it really made
me feel good to hear him say all those nice things.
"I looked at your card. I don't know if I can do anything like
that ." I kind of stumbled, not knowing what to say.
"Tell you what, if you aren't doing anything today, why don't you come
over to my place and we can talk about what you might be able to do
after you turn 18. I'll come pick you up if you'll give me
directions.," he said.
This sounded great to me. Instead of being around nasty Mom all day,
I could be with "Daddy Dick" who thought I was sexy. I had been wet
between my legs all night remembering our kiss and how he had held my
ass and ground his hardon into me as we swapped tongues. He was so
sure, so gentle and easy going. I was beginning to think of him that
way. I wondered if he would want to fuck me while someone taped us
doing it, and it was driving me absolutely red hot!
I had him pick me up down at the corner C store so Mom wouldn't see
who I was with. He opened the door of his truck for me and kissed me
on the cheek. Instead of starting right off talking about modeling
and stuff, he asked me all kinds of things about myself. What colors
I like, what I wanted out of life and lots of other things. By the
time we got to his house, I had told him nearly everything about me,
my mom and my sister.
He turned down a drive lined with big live oaks that went back into
the woods near the river. The house was a big stilt house, and I
could see a screened in swimming pool and a nice big dock on the
river. There where all kinds of flowers and bushes, and a tall woman
with dark hair was working in the yard. When I asked who she was, he
told me it was his daughter Stacy.
She came over to the truck as he helped me out, and he introduced her
to me. She hugged me and kissed my cheek and told me how glad she was
to meet me. What made me feel best though was when she said: "It
will be really great to have you as my new sister!"
Then she turned to him and they embraced and kissed, only they openly
worked their tongues when they kissed! It made me both excited and
kind of scared. It never occurred to me that a man and his daughter
would kiss like that. Then, she broke away, put her hand on the front
of his trousers and said: "Oh, I can see what Daddy's thinking
about!" They both laughed, then he sent Stacy to take me on a tour.
I hadn't never been at anybody's place that was as nice as this place.
It had five bedrooms with bathrooms for every one of them. There was
a huge, open-ceiling living room with windows all around looking out
over the river, a fireplace, and a really bright, fancy kitchen.
Stacy was real nice to me, and she kept making references to her daddy
and how much she was going to enjoy having me around as a sister.
She asked me if I thought I would like living there. Boy, would I!
It was all pretty overwhelming to me. It still is. My first visit
there was only three weeks ago. It was the weekend before graduation,
and Stacy explained to me that Daddy couldn't do anything with me
until I was 18. I remember being kind of disappointed when she told
me that. I think I was already ready to sex with him. I was
wondering about all that I mean with his daughter Stacy and all, but
she must have guessed what I was thinking and told me straight out
after she handed me a tiny bikini. We changed together in the big
changing and shower room that opened out onto the pool. She watched
me undress. When I was naked, she said: "Uh huh, Daddy's gonna like
you honey. He loves little titties and butts."
I couldn't help but look at Stacy too. She was a lot taller than me.
I think she's a actually a little taller than Daddy. She has really
long legs, small boobs and a little butt. I noticed she had no pubic
hair. She caught me gazing at her pussy which was so visible without
any hair.
"Daddy likes his little girls bald down there, honey," she explained,
smiling as she put on her own tiny bikini. Both were "tee backs" or
thong styles. I had never worn one before, but when I saw how good
Stacy looked in hers, I looked at myself in the mirror and thought I
looked pretty good in mine too.
"I know you're wondering what it is you would do to make all that
money Daddy told you about; so here it is. You can make $150 and hour
by just posing nude in positions that Daddy wants to see-like the
models in Hustler, you know. But if you really want to make money,
Daddy will pay you $250 an hour to do adult action, you know what that
is?" Stacy asked as we walked out to the pool.
I told her I wasn't really sure.
"Well, you will learn to suck Daddy's cock. He'll fuck you in a
hundred different positions then cum all over your face while I tape
video tape or still pictures," she said and looked at me, waiting for
a reaction.
I was stunned for a moment, not used to hearing those kinds of things,
especially for a woman.
"Well? What do you think? You'll enjoy it, I guarantee. Daddy has a
nice, big dick and he knows how to fuck his little girls. Wouldn't
you like me to teach you to suck his dick? That's my favorite. I
love to suck Daddy off, have him cum on my face or in my mouth," Stacy
pressed.
"I..I I think I would," I said and couldn't believe I heard my voice
saying it. I was trying to imagine it all-sucking his dick, fucking
him and being taped doing it, living here ..but I could feel myself
getting wet between the legs and my nipples were erect under the tiny
bikini top.
-end chapter 1-
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