Author: Amour
Title: The Loving Cheerleader
Summary: What happens when a girl must compete with her
father for the affection of a high school cheerleader?
Keywords: M/f, ff, reluc, rom, 1st, inc
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Adults Only! Distribution to minors prohibited.
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Copyright (C) 2011 by Amour.
All rights reserved. No part of this story may be
reproduced in any form without the previous written
permission of the author.
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All characters and situations in this story are
fictitious.
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The Loving Cheerleader
by Amour
Part 1
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Ashley Baron gazed at her naked reflection in the
bathroom mirror. Her appearance was much like that of
any other girl in the high-school sophomore class. She
had hair that hung to the middle of her neck, a slender
waist and straight teeth now that her braces were off.
Guys seemed to like her, which was clearly proven
during a recent encounter with a testosterone filled
schoolboy. He had played with her firm little breasts,
and she even allowed him to rub her pussy until she
became excited and wet, but she didn't let him know
that behind her closed eyelids she was secretly
fantasizing about a young girl named Jordan Fallows.
There was a fearful moment back in ninth grade,
when Ashley realized that she was attracted to both
boys and girls, but she had come to terms with it
during the past year, and now she only wanted to move
ahead with her life. It seemed so naughty to be rubbing
her tingling pussy in front of the bathroom mirror,
while at the same time imagining it was being done by
Jordan, the pretty high school cheerleader who always
seemed to have a twinkle in her eye when they passed in
the hallway between classes.
It was a secret that she didn't want to keep any
longer, but what would her dad think? He had told her
that she could confide in him, and that he would always
be there to support her, but would he still feel the
same way if he knew that she wanted to be with a girl?
Ashley watched the reflection of her pointy little
breasts in the mirror. Tonight she would tell her dad
the truth.
That evening Ashley sat down at the dinner table
with her dad just like she always did. He was a good
cook and always had a home-made meal on the table at
precisely 6 o'clock, something her mother was never
able to do. It made her proud to see that he had stayed
in shape since the divorce, and she thought he would be
a great catch for some beautiful divorcee, but for some
reason he didn't seem interested in dating.
"Dad, I have something to tell you. I hope you
don't get mad." Ashley blushed and looked down at the
food on her plate.
"Why would I get mad?"
"I don't know. I guess some people think it's bad.
There's this girl at school who I like, a lot."
"That's nice. Is there something more to it than
that?"
"Um, yes. When I say that I like this girl, I mean
that I want her in a personal way. Imagine if you had a
crush on some hot secretary at work. That's how I
feel."
Isaac Baron swallowed hard. "Oh, I see."
"Dad, please don't think less of me."
Isaac felt goose bumps forming on the back of his
neck as he looked at Ashley. The revelation had taken
him by surprise, and the thought of his sweet daughter
being ravished by a high-school lesbian caused a
disturbing tension beneath the napkin that lay across
his lap.
"I admire your honesty Ashley. I know you're still
discovering who you are, but in the end, the ability to
love, and to be loved, is all that matters, and I want
you to know that I will always love you, just the way
you are.
"You're the best dad."
They leaned together and hugged over the corner of
the table. The warm, natural fragrance of his young
daughter was exhilarating, and that was all it took to
reawaken the feelings that he had suppressed since his
wife had gone away. He hadn't been with a woman since
the divorce.
"Now tell me about this girl. Does she know that
you like her?"
"Not yet, we're just acquaintances right now. Her
name is Jordan. She's a year older than me, and she's
on the cheer-leading squad. She's so pretty and nice.
You'd love her."
"You're aiming pretty high on this one.
Cheerleaders are always, shall I say, sought after for
companionship. You may have some stiff competition."
"I can handle it Dad. I want to show you a picture
of her." Ashley ran to her bedroom and hurried back
with a clipping from the school newspaper.
A lump developed in Isaac's throat as he stared at
the photograph. The lovely teenager was posing in a red
and white uniform, alongside several other
cheerleaders. Jordan was more petite and less developed
than the other girls, but she had sassy attitude that
made her stand out and be noticed. Wouldn't it be nice
to be alone with her for just a few hours, and wouldn't
it be nice to hold her in his arms, with his hands
roaming underneath that pretty cheerleader uniform.
"Dad, you're staring. Say something. How do you
like her?"
Isaac's mind returned from his daydream. "Jordan's
a beautiful girl," he said. "What do you think your
chances are with her?"
"I don't know. She does have boyfriend, but she
doesn't seem to be crazy about him."
"Do you want to seduce her?"
"Dad, what a question!" Ashley's cheeks turned
red.
The thought of it hadn't occurred to Ashley in the
blunt way that her father had expressed, but yes, she
did want to seduce Jordan. She longed to hold the
pretty girl and feel their breasts rubbing together,
and she wanted to pull up the skirt of Jordan's uniform
and rub her cheerleader pussy in the way that only
another girl would know how.
"I'll get to see her at the basketball game
tonight. Maybe I can to talk to her then."
"How about taking me to the game with you? I'd
like to see Jordan in person."
"Okay, that would be fun."
Ashley watched her dad as he cleared the dishes
from the table after dinner. He was over twice her age,
but he looked young enough to be her older brother, and
his physique was more like a gymnast than a middle age
divorced man. She'd be proud to take him to the game.
The khaki slacks he was wearing fit him snugly as
he bent over to load the dishwasher, and when he stood
up the front of his pants bulged outward in a way that
she had never noticed before. She suddenly felt closer
to him than she could ever remember, so she went into
the kitchen and gave him a hug.
The embrace lingered beyond what was typical for
them, but Ashley liked the way he was running his
fingers through her hair, so she just melted into his
arms. Then she became aware that the bulge in his pants
was pressing between her legs, and she realized that
she had been gently pressing her hips against him,
without really thinking about it. Ashley's heartbeat
quickened as she discerned that her father was
discretely rubbing himself against the front of her
jeans. She'd never been hugged like this before, and
the strange and beautiful feelings flowing through her
were new as well. She gripped him tightly and was
unable to resist grinding her crotch over his zipper
until she felt a felt a tingling sensation flooding
upward from the wetness between her legs.
"Oh, oh Daddy!"
She shuddered and clung to him as the intense
feeling slowly drifted away, until once again she was
just a girl hugging her dad. His strong arms released
her and she stood back and looked at him, feeling
confused and embarrassed.
"Dad, we better get going or we'll be late for the
game."
"You're right, I'll warm up the car."
When they arrived at the high school they found a
crowd of parents, teachers and students congregated in
the concourse to the basketball stadium. Ashley led her
dad through the multitude of people until she spotted
the cheerleaders coming out of the girls' locker room.
"Dad, follow me." Ashley pulled her dad by the
coat sleeve to where the group of cheerleaders stood in
a circle.
"Hey Jordan!" The petite cheerleader smiled when
she saw his daughter approaching.
"Ashley. Thanks for coming to the game. I see
you've got a new boyfriend." Jordan winked at Ashley.
"Jordan, I'd like you to meet my Dad."
"Nice to meet you Mr. Baron."
"I'm glad to meet you too, Jordan."
"Ashley, you never told me your dad was so
handsome. Trying to keep him a secret?"
"I just bring him out on special occasions."
Ashley glanced at her dad and noticed that he was
giving Jordan's cheerleader outfit a careful study. The
sleeveless top and short skirt did expose a lot of
skin, so she couldn't blame him for noticing. Jordan
dropped one of her pompoms and when she squatted down
to pick it up the pleated skirt pulled back just enough
to reveal the red pantie underneath. Her dad extended
his hand and helped the cheerleader back onto her feet,
but not before he got an eyeful of what was underneath
her skirt. Jordan noticed his lecherous gaze too, but
didn't seem to take offense.
"Thank you, Mr. Baron."
"Are you and your boyfriend going out tonight?"
Ashley asked.
"No, I'm just going home after the game."
"What? I thought you two always went out on the
weekend."
"We broke up. It's no big deal." The exuberance
left the pretty cheerleader's face and she looked down
at her shoes.
"Jordan, why don't you come out with me and Ashley
after the game? We're going to visit the mall for a
while and then go home and watch a movie."
Jordan beamed a toothy smile. "I'd love to go out
with you!"
"Great, we'll see you after the game."
"Okay, see you later Ashley."
They went to a section of bleachers directly in
front of where the cheerleaders would be performing.
Ashley's heart teemed with conflicting emotions about
the first meeting between Jordan and her dad. She was
glad that he made a good impression, but there was
something about the way that they looked at each other
that made Ashley feel like she was on the outside,
looking in.
"Dad, I didn't know we were going to the mall."
"Last minute change of plans. Jordan just broke up
with her boyfriend, so tonight is the perfect time to
step into her life. She needs someone now."
"I don't know what I'd do without out you Dad. You
got farther with Jordan in five minutes than I have
since school started in September. I'm so excited."
"Hey, I'm just here to help."
The cheerleaders launched into a routine whenever
there was a timeout in the game, and Ashley saw that
her dad attentively followed Jordan's every move. The
petite cheerleader seemed to possess an endless amount
of energy as she jumped, flipped and did the splits,
and it was amazing how her skirt always seemed to fly
up higher than the other cheerleaders. Ashley watched
Jordan as closely as her dad did, and she felt a
tingling between her legs whenever Jordan looked her
way.
They met outside the stadium after the game.
Jordan called her mom and asked for permission to stay
out until midnight, but permission wasn't granted until
Isaac spoke to her mother and reassured her that Jordan
would be in good hands. Ashley thought it was nice to
be with a man who knew how to treat a girl, and she
took mental notes on how her dad complimented Jordan's
performance during the game, and how he held the door
open for her when they got to the car.
Jordan sat between them on the front seat with her
legs parted to an extent that her mother surely
wouldn't approve, but the sight caused Ashley's heart
beat faster with the anticipation of what was waiting
for her between the sexy little cheerleader's smooth
thighs.
Isaac parked the car in front of the mall and
turned to face Jordan. "May I ask why you and your
boyfriend broke up?"
"It's more like he dumped me for another girl."
Jordan looked vulnerable for a moment and then wiped a
tear from her cheek. "He wanted more from me than I was
ready to give him right now."
Isaac put his arm around the heartsick teenager.
"I like you, Jordan. You're a good girl. I hope you
have fun with us tonight."
"I like you too, and I'm glad you asked me out.
I'm so sick of the phony social life at school."
Isaac stepped out of the car and held the door
open as Jordan slid off the seat to the pavement. It
certainly was a treat to be spending time with this
beautiful young girl. He put his hand on her hip, as if
to guide her around the back of the car to where Ashley
was waiting. Her powerful moves as a cheerleader seemed
to contrast with the delicate feel of her slender
waist. The girl was fascinating and he found himself
being inexorably drawn to her, and he couldn't resist
letting his hand slide down from her waist. Jordan
flinched and then became perfectly still when his hand
brushed the pleated skirt and gently squeezed the left
cheek of her diminutive bottom. Then it was over and
they were walking toward the mall and Jordan acted like
nothing had happened, except when she looked back at
him with an impish smile.
Jordan sashayed past the storefronts knowing that
that Ashley's dad was watching her every move from
close behind. The memory of his hand moving over her
back side reverberated between her legs, leaving a
faint dew inside her pantie. Some people would say that
he had molested her, but she didn't see it that way.
Actually it was the ultimate compliment to be desired
by an attractive and successful man.
Jordan liked to present herself with an air of
confidence and poise, but inwardly she felt painfully
insecure. It terrified her to perform the cheerleading
routines in front of all those people, and it even gave
her a cold chill when a teacher asked her a question in
class. Life at home was lonely too. Her mom never ran
out of ways to criticize her, and her dad acted like
she didn't even exist. Getting dumped up by her
boyfriend had been the final insult, and she probably
would have gone into a major depression if Mr. Baron
and Ashley hadn't come along.
"Hey you guys, I'm going to the bathroom, I'll be
right back," Jordan said.
Ashley grabbed her dad by the coat sleeve and
pulled him to a bench where they could sit and talk
while waiting for Jordan. Something felt wrong, but she
didn't know what it was.
"Dad," Ashley said, "I think Jordan likes you more
than me."
"Oh, don't be silly."
"I'm serious. Jordan talks to you all the time and
she hardly notices me."
"She's prettier in person than in your picture."
"Dad, stop it. I found her first."
"Be patient Ashley. Jordan will have to come to
you out of her own free will."
"I know, it's just that I want her so bad."
Jordan bounded across the open area in the mall
and sat down between them. Her mouth gleamed with
freshly applied lip-gloss, and Isaac inhaled a subtle
fragrance of perfume that radiated from her soft neck.
The exciting young girl had put her visit to the
bathroom to good use.
"Will your mom be at home when we go back to your
place?" Jordan said.
"My Mom left us when I was young."
"I'm sorry Ashley, I didn't know. What stupid
thing for me to say."
"It happened a long time ago. Don't worry about
it," Ashley said.
"I guess you and I have something in common, Mr.
Baron, we've both been dumped."
The girls decided to visit some stores and try on
clothes, and Isaac dutifully followed behind them as
they flitted between display racks and posed in front
of mirrors. These vibrant teenagers made the unpleasant
chore of shopping seem enjoyable. It was good to see
his daughter having fun with Jordan, and as fiendish as
it seemed, he planned to have some fun with her too.
"Do you think this would look good on me?" Jordan
said as she held up a shirt.
"I think so," Isaac said. "Why don't you try it
on?"
"I guess I could do that."
"I've got something to try on too," Ashley said.
Jordan took the shirt and a pair of pants and
followed Ashley into a small dressing room, closing the
door behind her.
"Does your dad have a girlfriend?" Jordan said as
she wiggled out of her skirt.
"No, after my parents divorced he never started
dating again."
"I wonder why. Lots of women would obviously find
him attractive." Jordan removed the top of her uniform
and folded it over the skirt on a hanger.
"I guess my Dad's busy with me all the time."
"So you're kind of like his daughter and his
girlfriend at the same time."
"Jordan, what a thought!" The girls giggled.
"He's a great guy," Jordan said. "It's nice to
have a man pay attention to you. My dad acts like he
hardly knows me. I can't remember the last time we even
hugged."
Jordan was turning out to be a different person
than Ashley had imagined. The popular cheerleader
didn't have a perfect life after all, but her
imperfections made her human, and that made her all the
more desirable. How could Jordan's father be so cold to
such a beautiful girl? Ashley remembered the hug she
had with her own dad earlier in the evening and it sent
a shiver up her spine. How would Jordan react to a hug
like that?
"You should model that without a bra," Ashley said
just as Jordan was beginning to button the shirt.
"What? Don't you think that would be too
revealing?"
"Trust me, he'll love it."
"Alright, I'll do it, but only if you go without a
bra too."
"It's a deal."
The girls removed their bras and stood facing each
other, clothed only their panties. Jordan's pert
nipples peeked out from under the long hair that hung
down to the top of her breasts. Encouraging Jordan to
go braless was a gamble and Ashley worried that it
might lead to the complete bewitching of her dad, but
it was worth the risk because right now she had the
nearly naked cheerleader all to herself, and it was
time to make a move on her.
"Would you like me to show you how my dad hugs
me?" Ashley said.
Jordan looked into Ashley's eyes. She had hugged a
girl before, but never with a bare chest, and what was
so special about the way her dad did it anyway? She
really didn't know Ashley that well and here they were
in a dressing room with their tops off. It all seemed
rather curious. Oh well, what harm could be done by a
hug?
"I guess it would be okay," Jordan said.
"I can't do it exactly like my dad, due to me
being a girl, but I'm sure you'll get the idea."
Jordan stood still as Ashley gently took hold of
her. There was a feeling of disarming softness when
their breasts first made contact, and a tingling wave
of pleasure rippled through the cheerleader's breasts
when their nipples pressed together. It was strange to
be standing cheek to cheek with Ashley, but it did feel
good so Jordan allowed herself to be pulled close.
Their bodies merged and Jordan's breathing
quickened as their arms and legs coiled around each
other to form a single writhing mass of flesh. A new
untamed hunger erupted in Jordan and she willingly
submitted to the way Ashley gently pinned her against
the wall. The cheerleader's crotch began to make lewd
thrusts upon the smooth flesh of Ashley's thigh, which
was planted squarely between her parted legs.
The school girls kissed with an uninhibited
abandon, and Jordan allowed Ashley's wild tongue probe
between her lips and inside her wet mouth. It was fun
to hug and kiss a girl and the young cheerleader forgot
all about the reluctance she had felt just moments
earlier. Then she felt Ashley's hand between her legs,
rubbing her pussy lips through the pantie. This wasn't
just a hug anymore, it had become something entirely
different. How did she let herself get into this
situation? Jordan took a deep breath and pushed Ashley
away.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong Ashley. I just think we better
get dressed. Your dad must be wondering what happened
to us."
Ashley stood back while Jordan quickly put on the
blouse and pants to model for her dad. The rejection
stung, and she felt wounded, and she despised herself
for pushing Jordan too far.
"Do you hate me?" Ashley said in a soft voice.
Jordan stopped by the door and turned around with
look in her eyes that Ashley perceived as kindness.
"I would never hate you Ashley. You're my friend.
I just want you to know that I'm not that kind of
girl."
Ashley started to apologize, but Jordan left the
room before she had a chance. The sweet memory of their
embrace clung to Ashley's senses along with the fading
vestige of the cheerleader's perfume. It would be
difficult to go out there and face them.
When Ashley emerged from the dressing room she
found her dad watching Jordan with rapt attention. The
irresistible young girl turned around in a circle in
front of him as his eyes devoured the delicious curves
of her petite body. The shirt's thin fabric made a
daring display of Jordan's dark nipples, and the white
pants hugged her bottom and creased between her legs
where the seam pulled into her slit.
"Does this outfit make me look fat?" Jordan said.
"Ah, not at all. You look very nice."
"Thank you Mr. Baron!"
"How do I look Dad?"
Isaac came out of his rapture and looked at his
daughter as she posed for him in a black athletic suit.
She seemed like a pretty tomboy, and wasn't that what
he had brought her up to be? In many ways she had been
both a daughter and a son for him.
"You look beautiful too."
Ashley pulled the jacket open and held her hands
on her hips, pretending to be a model. Her dad's eyes
moved over the shirt where her vivacious nipples stood
up as proud little peaks, and there was a dark twinkle
in his eyes that she had seen after their uninhibited
embrace at the dinner table.
Part 2
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They left the mall and returned to the car for the
ride home. Jordan reclaimed her position in the middle
of the front seat and snuggled-up next to Isaac as if
she was his girlfriend, which Ashley thought it was
understandable after what had happened in the dressing
room.
"Mr. Baron, do you think you'll ever get married
again?"
"Someday, when I find the right girl."
"How will you know when you've found her?"
"There's a feeling that comes over two people in
love. You never want to be apart."
"I want to have that feeling," Jordan said.
When they got back home Ashley followed Jordan and
her dad around the house as they prepared to watch the
movie. The couple chatted like old friends, made
popcorn and even brought extra pillows into the living
room so everyone would be comfortable, and Ashley felt
like she was tagging along with two people on a date.
Ashley started the movie and sat on the far end of
the sofa across from her dad while Jordan turned down
the lights. The cheerleader had an amazing talent for
making her skirt swish about just enough to briefly
reveal her pantie. If only she could get her hands
under that skirt again. She'd show Jordan just how nice
being with a girl could be!
Jordan grabbed a pillow and lay down on her
stomach on the floor in front of the television. She
must have known that she was showing herself when she
tapped her heels together in the air and moved her
knees apart. Ashley became enamored with Jordan's
creamy thighs and the discreet mound that lay
enshrouded under the pantie between her legs, and when
Ashley peaked at her dad she saw that he too was taken
with Jordan, and the tent-like contour of his zipper
was ample evidence that he was responding like a man.
Ashley left them alone to go to the bathroom, and
upon returning she found her dad giving Jordan a back-
rub as she sprawled over the carpet. Her dad couldn't
be trusted to be alone with Jordan for even a minute.
"Are you two having fun?" Ashley said.
"Your dad gives a great back-rub. I wish my dad
would do things like this to me sometimes."
Jordan pressed her hips against the floor. The
horny little cheerleader was aroused by her dad's back-
rub and she wasn't even trying to be modest about it.
How could she be so rude? Her dad was worse. He
wouldn't even know about Jordan if she hadn't told him.
It felt like a betrayal.
Her dad straddled himself over Jordan and lightly
sat on the back of her thighs as he continued massaging
all over her shoulders. It was easy to see that he was
nuzzling his bulging crotch against the bottom of the
cheerleader's firm butt, and she didn't mind at all, in
fact, she squirmed about and seemed to encourage him
all the more!
"This is a good move. Why don't you two come back
up on the sofa and watch it with me," Ashley said.
Her dad leaned down and whispered something in
Jordan's ear, and she giggled and wiggled her bottom.
Certainly whatever they were talking about wasn't so
important that they had to keep it a secret. Ashley
imagined what it would feel like to be Jordan and have
her dad lying on top of her, and then she saw the
barely detectable movement of his hips, slowly grinding
and pushing into her soft teenage bottom. This couldn't
be happening, but it was, and it hurt to see them
acting this way
"Are you ticklish Jordan?"
"Mr. Baron, you wouldn't dare!"
But he did dare, and Jordan shrieked and clawed at
the carpet when his fingertips went under the top of
her uniform to needle her ribcage. It made her feel
like she was going insane, but while she resisted the
tickling she also felt him pressing against her bottom,
and she permitted the insistent swollen manhood to
surged into back of her skirt. But still, the tickling
was maddening, and Jordan was strong, and she bucked
her hips and sent him tumbling to her side. Her skirt
pulled up around her waist and her legs flared open as
the two of them wrestled on the floor in front of a
stunned Ashley.
"Mr. Baron, stop it, you're driving me crazy!"
Ashley wondered if Jordan really wanted him to
stop. Sure, she did squirm and try to push his hands
away, but at the same time she kept parting her legs
and moving her hips in a lewd manner.
"Mr. Baron, I'm going to get you!"
Jordan rolled over and pushed Isaac onto his back,
and then the strong young girl jumped up and straddled
her legs across him, the way he had done to her. Ashley
watched the scene unfold like a nightmare. Jordan
pretended to tickle her dad, and he feigned an attempt
to escape. In reality the cheerleader was sitting
directly on top of her dad's zipper, and Ashley could
see the grinding movement of her slender hips, as she
rubbed herself over his crotch.
The sound of the telephone ringing was a welcome
interlude and Ashley jumped up to answer it. The call
was from Jordan's mother who just wanted to make sure
that her daughter had made it safely to their house.
Jordan looked mortified when Ashley handed her the
phone.
"Mom, I can't believe your calling me ... Yes, I'm
having a great time ... Don't you trust me? ... Of
course Mr. Baron is here with us ... No, you don't have
to pick me up, remember, Mr. Baron said he'd drive me
home ... Okay, here's Mr. Baron." Jordan handed Isaac
the phone.
"I'm glad you called Mrs. Fallows ... It's a
pleasure to have Jordan visit ... Yes, she's behaving
very well ... It won't be any trouble to drive Jordan
home ... See you around midnight ... Goodbye."
"I'm so embarrassed," Jordan said. "She treats me
like a child."
"It's okay, she's just being a good mom," Isaac
said. "Now let's get back to the movie.
A sense of relief came over Ashley when they got
up on the sofa with her, but that feeling quickly went
away when Jordan curled up next to her dad. The bold
young girl even put her hand on his thigh and then he
put his arm around her shoulder and they just kept
snuggling up together until Jordan finagled her way
onto his lap.
"Does that hurt you Mr. Baron?"
"Not at all, Jordan. You feel nice."
The realization sank into Ashley that her dad
wasn't going to be of much help with her first
conquest, so she went to the kitchen to get something
to eat. She started with potato chips and then got
serious with a slice of cake. Twenty minutes went by
and they didn't even ask what she was doing, and then
she realized that the movie had ended and the house was
silent and nobody was even talking. She didn't want to
go back to the living room, but she had to find out
what was going on.
Silence made the house kind of eerie, and her
heart beat fast as she peeked around the corner to the
sofa. The sight of Jordan perched on his lap with her
skirt pulled up made a lump form in Ashley's throat. He
was rubbing between her parted legs, and apparently she
was enjoying it because a small wet spot had darkened
the crotch of her pantie.
They kissed for several minutes before he pulled
the pantie to the side. His middle finger parted her
pussy lips and Jordan moaned when he slid the finger
inside. Ashley's heart ached at the sight of Jordan
giving herself away, and she turned on a lamp and stood
before the couple on the sofa.
"I hope you two are having a good time."
"I'm so embarrassed," Jordan said while pulling
down her skirt.
"Dad how could you? Jordan was supposed to be for
me."
"What do you mean by that?" Jordan said with an
air of indignation.
"Oh shut up you little slut."
"Ashley, don't call me names! You invited me over
here, remember?"
"Wrong, my Dad invited you, but you should have
been mine."
"What are you talking about?" Jordan said.
Ashley grabbed Jordan by the arm and yanked the
shocked cheerleader to her feet, but Isaac quickly took
hold of Jordan's other arm and drew her back.
"Dad, let go of her!"
"Ashley, what's gotten into you?" Jordan yelled in
panic as she found herself being stretched between them
like a rope in a tug-of-war.
"Dad, I'm taking her to my room."
"No Ashley, you just can't drag Jordan away as if
you owned her."
"Listen Ashley," Jordan said. "I know you're upset
over all that's happened tonight, but please, would you
let me be alone with your dad for a little longer? I
would do the same for you."
The rage in Ashley faded into despair. She'd never
been confronted with feelings like this before and all
she really knew was that it hurt to see Jordan with
someone else. How could things have gone so bad in such
a short period of time?
"Thanks for ruining my life," Ashley said. Her
fingers slowly loosened and let go of Jordan's arm and
then she ran back to her bedroom and slammed the door.
Jordan rubbed the skin on her arms where they had
been holding onto her. So much had happened this
evening and there was still a lot of time left before
she had to be back home. What had gotten into Ashley
anyway?
"Mr. Baron, I'm scared. Why did Ashley want to
take me to her room?"
"She likes you Jordan, in a way that for her is
more than just friends, if you know what I mean."
The encounter with Ashley in the department store
dressing room made sense now, and Jordan felt bad that
she hadn't handled the situation more delicately.
Hopefully Ashley wouldn't hold a grudge. If that's that
way her dad hugs then Ashley was a lucky girl. Why
couldn't her own dad be more affectionate?
"I like her too," Jordan said, "but right now I
need a hug."
Isaac inwardly rejoiced at the invitation because
it showed that his daughter's play for Jordan had
failed. The cheerleader was back under his spell. He
put his arms around her back and pulled her close, just
like he had done with his daughter earlier in the
evening. Their bodies fit together nicely and it didn't
take long before he started to grow and extend down the
leg of his pants. What would the little girl be
thinking as she felt the hardness expanding against the
front of her young belly? She silently responded by
moving her hips back and forth, softly pressing herself
against him, and she didn't protest when he lifted up
the back of her skirt.
The horny cheerleader was easy to pick up and
carry in his arms, as she barely weighed a hundred
pounds, but her diminutive stature concealed the
physical strength that she had developed from all the
rigorous cheer-leading workouts that she attended every
day after school. How wonderful it was to be with a
healthy young girl who hadn't acquired any of the bad
habits, like smoking and over-eating, that plague many
older women. He carried her down the hallway and
silently walked past the closed door to his daughter's
room.
"Where are we going Mr. Baron?" she whispered.
"I'm taking you to my bedroom to complete the
back-rub"
"Okay, but no tickling this time."
"I promise."
The soft feel of the bed sheets on her legs was
much nicer than the carpet, and Jordan immediately
grabbed a pillow and lay down on her stomach. Isaac
closed the bedroom door and turned off all the lamps
except one, which only cast a pale glow around the
room. Then he sat next to her and untied her shoe laces
and then removed her shoes.
"The massage will be better if you let me take off
your top."
"I guess that would be okay."
Jordan sat up and removed the top of her uniform.
It was a little strange to be sitting in front of her
girlfriend's dad in her bra, but it was really no
different than wearing a bathing suit. She laid her
head back on the pillow and stretched out over the
smooth bed sheets. He unhooked her bra and then slowly
massaged the muscles all the way from her neck down to
her waist. Why didn't her own dad want to be close to
her like this?
"You give the best back-rub, Mr. Baron."
"I'm glad you like it, and I'm very happy that
you're here with me now."
What was it about this man that made her want to
be with him so badly? Simple words like he had just
spoken seemed to caress her heart and mind, just like
his hands caressed her body. Why hadn't she ever heard
those words at home? She rolled onto her back to look
at him and he immediately leaned over and kissed her
with a bold tongue that explored the inside of her
fresh teenage mouth. The bra slid away from her chest
and her startled little nipples became taut and excited
under the attention lavished on them by his lips and
tongue.
"I'd never been kissed like that before Mr.
Baron."
"There's no one I'd rather kiss than you."
Jordan felt his fingertips grazing the inside of
her thighs. The touch was tantalizing, and it seemed
like there was no need for modesty when he gently
pushed her knee to the side, so that her shapely thighs
were spread open in front of him. She had shaved her
legs and privates before the game and her skin was
perfectly smooth. A girl can never pay too much
attention to details like that. Never mind that her
mother wouldn't approve!
The patting began in an unassuming way. It was
similar to how a mother would pat a crying child on the
back, only his fingers gently patted the damp pantie
between her parted legs. Jordan's sensitive clitoris
dispatched hot shudders of pleasure with each petting,
and she arched her hips toward his fingers as her
little pussy filled up with the wild juice that
signaled a readiness to go further.
"Ooohhh," Jordan cooed.
There was a tugging on the elastic waistband of
her pantie so she lifted her bottom off the mattress
and watched as he pulled the pantie down her legs and
over her feet. He set the pantie on the corner of the
bed and then looked into her eyes and smiled. She had
never let any of her boyfriends do that before.
Then he took her hand, which seemed tiny inside of
his, and softly rested it on his crotch. Jordan was
shocked by the man's brazen advance and she started to
pull her hand away, but then she became curious about
the form taking shape under her fingers, so she allowed
her hand to remain lightly perched on top of his
zipper. Her mom had warned her that older men would try
to take advantage of her, and that becoming a
cheerleader would get her nothing but the wrong kind of
attention. It must have never occurred to her mom that
she would have desires of her own, and someday she
would make her own decisions.
"I never imagined I'd be like this with my
girlfriend's dad," Jordan said while sliding her hand
over the rising mound in his pants.
"Sometimes things just happen, and I'm glad you
happened to me."
Jordan held her breath like she would during the
scary scene in a movie. She felt it moving inside his
pants, expanding and becoming stiff, and it only seemed
natural to rub it, as if she was cajoling a genie out
of a magic bottle. In time it became fearfully rigid
and extended past the pocket, and she stroked her soft
palm along the length of it.
When a few minutes had passed he stood up and faced the
wall looking away from where she sat on the bed. His
belt buckle made a clank sound when he unhooked it, and
Jordan turned her head away when she heard the sound of
the zipper being pulled down. Her pantie and the
uniform top lay by the foot of the bed, and her bra
stretched across the pillow. At least she was still
wearing the skirt and her little white ankle socks.
The mattress sank when he sat down beside her.
Jordan was looking at the wall when she felt his hand
softly touch her chin and turn her head until she was
kissing him with her eyes closed. It was a familiar
activity that brought her a sense of relief, and she
leaned into him and placed her hand on the warm skin of
his thigh, and then he guided her little fingers to the
firm shaft, and she looked down and marveled at the
dark, swollen bulb on the end that reminded her of a
lollipop.
"Your hand feels good," he said.
"I've never done this before. I'm scared I might
hurt you."
"Trust your feelings and let your body tell you
what to do."
Jordan imagined that some mystical voice in her
head would start talking to her. His manly cock looked
beautiful and she wanted to take a closer look at it,
so she cupped his hairy balls in her soft fingers and
leaned over a little bit, then a little more, until her
lips touched the distended tip. She kissed it over and
over, just like she used to kiss the button on the end
of her teddy bear's nose, and then she slipped her
moist lips over the bulb and took it inside her mouth
where it became covered with her slippery saliva. The
long pole stood up straight with her lips stretching
around the shaft as her head bobbed up and down. She
had never done this before, and yet somehow, she knew
how to do it.
Throbbing pressure built up behind Isaac's balls.
He knew that if he wasn't careful, he would soon fill
the pretty cheerleader's mouth with an explosion of
semen, so he slowly lifted her lips away from his cock
and kissed her. She looked confused by this turn of
events, and her eyes followed him closely as he
positioned a pillow on a corner of the bed, on top of
her red pantie. He came back and removed her skirt, and
then he led her around the end of the bed, where he had
her straddle her legs around the bed corner as she lay
on her stomach over the pillow.
Isaac leaned over the teenage girl and placed the
length his cock between the cheeks of her upturned
bottom. Her eyes opened wide with the feeling of the
shaft moving between her warm buns, where it slid
directly over her startled little anus. She liked
rocking her hips, which caused her ass cheeks to spread
open and clamp shut, giving the man's cock a pleasant
massage. What would her mom think if she could see her
now?
"That feels nice Daddy. Oops! I mean Mr. Baron."
The word "Daddy" rang like a church bell in his
ears. The simple, accidental utterance by this little
girl caused something to burst apart in his mind, and
his cock grew to a dimension and hardness that he had
never experienced before. A memory of the after dinner
embrace with Ashley blocked everything out of his mind,
and for a few moments he imagined that he was with his
own daughter.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what I was thinking,"
Jordan said.
"You can say anything you want when you're with
me."
The tip of his boner probed between her nectar
coated pussy lips, pushing the passion flower open to
the point where the swollen flaps stretched around the
tip of his cock. She took a deep breath and peered back
at him with a sudden look of panic, so he acted before
she had a chance to reconsider. Disbelief wafted over
her face and her mouth opened wide as if she was
yelling a cheer at a game. It only took a few seconds
and one gentle but unrelenting thrust of his hips, and
his cock entered the cheerleader's pussy. The moist
walls of her tight cunt pushed back, but then
surrendered inch by inch until he was fully submerged
within her innocent young belly.
"Aaaaaaggghhh," the high-school girl cried out.
Jordan's physical training as a cheerleader was a
good preparation for the demands now being placed on
her young body. The man was positioned between her
widely spread legs as she lay on her stomach,
straddling the corner of the bed with her butt pushed
upward by the pillow. The rhythmic movements of his
love stiffened cock inside her juicy pussy made Jordan
forget about everything else in the world.
Ashley heard the sounds of love drifting out of
her dad's bedroom. Jordan's first scream had sounded
like she was in pain, then as time went by her staccato
whimpers morphed into undeniable expressions of lust.
One could only imagine what was going on in that
bedroom and the thought of it enraged Ashley, but at
the same she felt a disturbing arousal as she imagined
Jordan being ravished. The picture of Jordan that she
had shown her dad was on the desk where she did her
homework. How could she have been such a fool? Ashley
felt like smashing something, but instead she tore the
picture of Jordan into little pieces and threw it into
the trash. It wasn't fair that they had left her here
all alone. Ashley threw herself down on her bed and
covered her head with a pillow to blot out the sounds.
She'd get even with them somehow.
He had positioned Jordan on the bed in a deviously
wicked posture. The cheerleader's shapely legs flailed
outward from the corner of the bed as he lay across her
uplifted ass, impaling her juicy cunt with the full
length of his lust stiffened boner. Hairy balls swung
between the moaning girl's creamy thighs, and her
cunt-lips stretched and clung to him as she opened
herself up to receive each plunging thrust of his cock.
"Oh Daddy, what took you so long?"
The word "Daddy" summoned a surge of sexual power
in Isaac and he felt himself becoming unnaturally hard
and he couldn't restrain himself from fucking the
little girl even more ferociously. Could it be that
some kind of mental transposition had taken place and
for the moment at least she actually believed that he
was her father? If so, there would be no harm in going
along with it.
He pushed Jordan up on the center of the bed and
pulled her legs apart as she lay back on the pillow.
The cheerleader's well-fucked cunt was swollen and
slick with nectar, and she wiggled her firm teenage
bottom in front of him.
"Can I have it again Daddy, please?"
"Sure you can. I love my little girl."
Jordan felt happy. This is the way it was supposed
to be. Why had he waited so long? She had always been
here waiting for him and wanting him. She wanted to be
filled with him all the time. Oh well, he was with her
now, and that was all the mattered.
"Oh Daddy, I love you inside me."
"Does my little girl want more?"
"Oh yes Daddy, it feels so good. Do it to me a lot
more."
Sweat ran down Jordan's brow as she thrust her
hips and squeezed his cock with her tender pussy, and
she remembered at time years ago sitting on his lap in
the car as they watched the sunset from a secluded
hilltop. His hand was on the edge of her sundress and
as dusk fell and as the stars came out he had touched
the tip of his finger to her pantie and massaged
between her legs which made her become excited and wet,
and when it became really dark he pulled off the pantie
and played with her pussy until she shuddered with a
special warmth, and then he was holding her by the
waist and she was sliding up and down with him inside
her and she watched the twinkling stars as he squeezed
her tight and twitched deep within her belly and
afterward they had driven home in silence and he never
touched her again.
Now she would show him what a little girl can do
and he'd like it and come back for more. She wrapped
her legs around his back so he could plunge all the way
into her fresh little pussy. His sexual intensity
increased and a moment later he clutched her with all
his strength and roared, "AAAAAAHHHHHH," and she held
up her hips so he could bury himself inside of her as
deeply as possible. He stayed there with his rapturous
cock pulsating within the depths of her teenage pussy.
She could feel the thick seminal fluid exploding out
the tip of his cock, deep inside the contracting walls
of her hot young cunt, and her teenage belly felt
warmed as their exotic juices blended together inside
her.
It took a few minutes to unwind, but eventually
their breathing returned to normal and they lay on the
bed with their arms and legs entwined around each
other. Jordan felt like she had just returned from some
faraway place as her awareness began to focus on the
bedroom and the naked man next to her. The long
suppressed memory of having made love to her dad was
now at the forefront of her mind and she would have to
deal with it at the proper time, but right now her
immediate concern was how Mr. Baron would interpret her
behavior.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Baron. I don't know what got
into me. I kind of went crazy."
"I enjoyed it Jordan."
"Really? I expected you to think I was sick to act
like you were my dad."
"After what you just did for me Jordan I would say
you're the best. The fact is people often make wild
statements while in the heat of passion."
"I still can't imagine why I would say such
things."
"You may have some buried feelings for you dad
that you haven't dealt with yet, which wouldn't be
unusual for a young girl. In reality though, lots of
girls your age have actually done it with their dads."
"What? I didn't know that."
"Yes, and I can guarantee you that some of the
girls you pass in the hallway at school every day have
been doing it with their dads on a regular basis."
"I guess it's something that girls don't talk
about much."
"That's right, other people wouldn't understand."
"You won't tell anyone how I acted tonight, will
you?
"Your secret is safe with me Jordan."
"You're a great guy Mr. Baron. Thank you for
having me over tonight."
"I'm glad you came. Now, it's getting late. I have
to get you home to your parents."
"I'd rather stay here with you."
Jordan was relieved that she had been able to fool
Mr. Baron into thinking that she had gone insane with
passion, but now that she knew the truth about herself
she was perplexed as to what to do about it. How could
she face her dad? At least there were other girls her
age who had gone through the same thing.
Isaac sat up on the bed and looked at the naked
cheerleader as she lay before him with her legs spread
apart. Her pussy lips flared open and a cocktail of
sperm and girl juice dribbled out of her cunt and down
across her puckered anus, leaving stain on the bed
sheet. She had called him "Daddy" and the word had
awakened a new sexual energy in him and then there was
the hug with his daughter and the way his own little
girl had brazenly rubbed herself against him. The
thought of it made him start to become hard again so he
put the matter out of his mind.
"We still may have a problem with Ashley," Isaac
said. "I'll have to work on that after I take you
home."
"Is there any way I can help?"
"Be patient with her. I know it doesn't seem like
it now but she really likes you."
Jordan got up from the bed and went into the
bathroom to rinse off in the shower. She felt a sense
of emotional release as the warm water cascaded over
her shoulders. A sticky string of sperm drooped out of
her pussy and briefly stuck to her leg before being
washed away. A lot had happened in a few short hours.
The girl she had been at the start of the evening was
different from the girl she was now, and the burdens
that she carried into the night were following the
semen down the drain.
Part 3
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Isaac shepherded the girls down the hallway to the
carport. He could see the animosity in his daughter's
eyes but he didn't have time for parenting at this
juncture. Getting Jordan home on time and making a good
impression on her mother was the priority right now. He
wanted the pretty cheerleader to be allowed to visit
them again. Jordan started to follow him to the
driver's side car door, but Ashley grabbed her by the
wrist and yanked her around the back of the car to the
passenger side.
"Ashley, stop pulling me around," Jordan said.
"This time you're getting in with me."
Ashley opened the car door and gave Jordan an
impolite shove that caused her to tumble onto the back
seat with her skirt up around her waist. Jordan's mouth
dropped open in surprise at the abusive treatment but
she regained her composure and pulled the skirt back
down. Ashley climbed into the back seat with the
stunned cheerleader and closed the door. Her dad
started the engine and looked back at them.
"Is everything okay back there?" He could see that
Jordan was disturbed by the altercation but he didn't
have time to discipline his daughter now. That would
have to wait until they got back home.
"Just drive Dad. We'll be fine."
Isaac adjusted the rear view mirror so he could
keep an eye on the girls in the back seat while he
drove down the road. Some kind of struggle was
developing between them and he could see Jordan pushing
his daughter away.
"Stop it!" Jordan said.
Ashley leaned over Jordan and tried to kiss her
but the cheerleader turned her head away from the
unwanted advance. Then Ashley grabbed Jordan by the
chin and pinned her head against the seat as she
forcefully kissed the unwilling cheerleader and this
time she also took liberties with the young girl's firm
breasts. Isaac heard Jordan's muffled squeaks of
protest as she struggled and finally succeeded in
slipping out from under his daughter. The girls glared
at each other with heaving breasts.
"Ashley, what's gotten into you?" Jordan said.
"Let's just say that now it's my turn."
"Leave her alone Ashley," Isaac said. "Everything
that happened tonight was my fault."
"You know what they say Dad. It takes two to
tango."
Ashley forced another kiss on the unwilling
cheerleader. Jordan whimpered in protest while their
tongues lashed at each other inside her young mouth.
She fought back when Ashley put her hand under the top
of her uniform but she couldn't stop Ashley from
unhooking her bra and squeezing her bare breasts, which
caused her nipples to become firm and excited is spite
of her resistance.
"Ashley," her father said, "I'm telling you to
stop this right now."
"No way, she's mine now."
Isaac wanted to protect Jordan, but the narrow,
road left no place to safely stop the car, so he
continued to monitor the girls by watching them in the
rear view mirror. Getting Jordan back home on time was
probably the best thing he could do for her right now.
"Ashley, stop it," Jordan screamed.
"Oh really? Do you think you can come into my
house and have all kinds of fun with my dad and I'm
supposed to just sit back and enjoy it?"
"I'm sorry Ashley. I couldn't help myself."
"Then you should understand Jordan. I can't help
myself either."
Isaac felt someone's feet kicking against the car
seat and when he looked back he saw his daughter
reaching underneath the cheerleader's skirt. Jordan
tried to cross her legs but Ashley pried her knees
apart and then imposed her hand between the reluctant
girl's shapely thighs. Jordan tussled against a deluge
of deep tongue kisses while Ashley slid her fingers
over her hot little pussy. She tried to squirm away but
it only seemed to make matters worse. Ashley's nasty
little fingers were playing with her pussy and making
it get all wet.
"You're going to be in big trouble when we get
home Ashley."
"I'll worry about it later Dad."
Ashley pulled up the top of the cheerleader's
uniform and played with her breasts. Jordan tried to
wiggle away but Ashley refused to take no for an answer
and began sucking on her sensitive nipples while
simultaneously rubbing the red pantie between her legs.
Jordan's will to resist slowly started to fade as her
young body began to responded to Ashley's stimulation.
"Ashley, please," she said with a whimper. "I told
you I'm not that kind of girl."
Ashley held the cheerleader's legs apart and
worked her hand inside the red pantie. Jordan bucked
her hips and kicked her feet around the back seat in
response to this new level of abuse but she wasn't able
to dislodge Ashley's hand from inside her pantie, much
less prevent her prying fingers from exploring her wet
pussy lips.
"You are a nasty little girl. I see that your cunt
is all wet. You like this, don't you?"
"Ashley, no more, please!"
"Dad, I think your sexy cheerleader needs a good
finger fucking before we take her home to mommy and
daddy."
"Stop it now Ashley. Jordan's our friend. You're
going to regret everything that you've done."
"Why should I? Do you regret what you did to her?"
Isaac briefly turned his head and caught a glimpse
his daughter holding Jordan's legs apart. One hand was
deep inside her pantie and there was nothing she cold
due to stop the ill-treatment. He consoled himself
knowing that he would have Jordan back home soon, but
until then he'd have to keep his eyes on the road and
listen helplessly to the cheerleader's fading protests.
"Oh Ashley, ooooohhhhh!"
Jordan stroked the hair on the back of Ashley's
head as their tongues swirled together inside the
warmth of her wet mouth. The fight had gone out of her.
Now she now willingly spread her legs wide open and
allowed her pantie to be pulled to the side so Ashley
could play with her juicy pussy lips and penetrate her
cunt with her fingers.
"How do you like me now?" Ashley said.
"Oh Ashley, it feels so good. Oooohhhh."
"Now I see why my dad likes you so much."
Isaac slowly guided the car through the
residential area leading to Jordan's house. He could
see that the girls still had some unfinished business
and he didn't want to pull the car into Jordan's
driveway until they were done. What if her mom saw her
being treated like this?
Jordan lifted her bottom off the car seat and
passively watched as Ashley removed her pantie. The
reason for resisting was long forgotten as she pulled
her knees back to expose and offer herself to her
girlfriend. Ashley's heart pounded at the sight of the
cheerleader's swollen pussy lips that glistened with a
delectable coating of her wild girl juice. Jordan was
giving herself to her, just like she had done for her
dad. It seemed too good to be true.
"Girls, we'll be at Jordan's house any minute."
"Dad, we need more time."
Isaac checked his watch and took a detour down a
different street. His daughter and Jordan were so
inflamed with each other that they probably didn't care
if they ever got home. A dog ran in front of the car
and forced him to slow down so much that he decided to
park the car under a tree by the side of the road. He
looked into the back seat and saw Jordan with her legs
spread wide open. The little girl stared at him with a
faraway look in her eyes and she immodestly moved her
hips as his daughter fingered her teenage cunt.
"Ooohhh Ashley, it's okay now, you can fuck me."
Jordan reached out toward him and he took hold of
her soft little hand over the car seat as Ashley
plumbed the depths of her oozing cunt with three
fingers at once. He had to give his daughter some
credit, she didn't have a cock, but she sure knew how
to fuck a little girl. Jordan gripped his hand and
began to tremble and cry out and he watched as his
daughter held her fingers still inside her while
stimulating her clitoris with the tip of her thumb. The
cheerleader rolled her head from side to side on the
car seat and she violently thrust her hips against the
three fingers that stretched open her hot young pussy.
"AAAAAAHHHHH," Jordan wailed as her body shook
with an orgasm that flooded girl juice over Ashley's
hand.
Ashley leaned down and kissed the trembling
cheerleader and this time their tongues graciously
entwined inside their passionate mouths. Jordan clung
to Ashley and pulled her even closer as the diminishing
tremors of pleasure slowly faded away. She never
realized that the embrace of another girl could feel so
nice.
Isaac gave the girls a few minutes to recover, but
not too many, because it was now very close to Jordan's
curfew. Their intimate tryst had steamed up the front
window and he had to take a rag and wipe off the glass
so he could see to drive. Jordan fastened her bra and
pulled the top of her uniform down to cover her breasts
and then she brought the pantie over her feet and up to
her shapely waist so that her tender pussy was once
again safely covered.
"Ashley, I want you to apologize to Jordan. You
forced yourself on her and that was wrong."
"It seems to me like she wanted it."
"I suppose I brought this on myself," Jordan said.
"You're a good girl Jordan. You deserve better,
but right now I have to take you home."
Both girls agreed to be on their best behavior for
Jordan's mom. When they finally arrived at her house
both Isaac and Ashley got out of the car and escorted
the cheerleader to the front door. Mrs. Fallows must
have heard the car pull into the driveway because she
opened the front door as they were still ascending the
steps. It was comforting for Isaac to see that Jordan
looked just as wholesome perky as when he had first
been introduced to her outside the girls' locker room.
"What a nice surprise. You actually came home on
time," Mrs. Fallows said.
"Mom, I'd like you to meet Mr. Baron and my friend
Ashley." The parents shook hands and exchanged
pleasantries as the girls stood by acting like perfect
angels.
"I was glad when Jordan told me she'd be spending
the evening with her girlfriend's family. Those hoodlum
boys at school sniff around her like dogs."
"Mrs. Fallows, it was our pleasure," Isaac said.
"We hope that Jordan can come again."
Isaac and Ashley walked back to the car. He had
overheard Jordan speak to her mom before the front door
closed. She had asked if her dad was still awake and he
remembered the depth of passion in Jordan's voice just
a few minutes ago when she had clung to him and called
him "Daddy" and he wondered if Jordan had ever felt
like she was truly loved.
Part 4
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A painful silence filled the car during the ride
home and Ashley went straight to her room and slammed
the door as soon as they arrived. Abusing Jordan wasn't
as satisfying as she had hoped it would be. Ashley was
hurt over the way that Jordan had ignored her but now
she felt even worse over how she had treated Jordan. It
was a bewildering emotional trap and her dad walking
into her bedroom didn't make it any better.
"We're going to settle this before the lights go
out. You should be ashamed of how you treated Jordan.
You owe her an apology."
"I think you should be apologizing to me and
besides, she seemed to enjoy it after a while. Just
think for a moment how I felt. I had such a crush on
Jordan and you stole her away from me."
"Alright I'm sorry. I didn't help you the way I
promised. But look Ashley, I've devoted my life to you.
All these years I've never dated. It's always been you
and me. Tonight when I met Jordan something snapped.
The two of us were made for that moment and nothing
could have kept us apart. Jordan is a beautiful,
sensitive and complicated girl and I can tell you this,
she really likes you, and if you genuinely want her as
a friend you could get her back."
Tears ran down Ashley's cheeks. "I snapped too. I
feel terrible. I hurt someone I care about. It just
made me crazy to see the two of you together."
"Do you remember our hug after dinner?"
"Yes."
"Is it possible that you're jealous over something
more than Jordan?"
"What are you talking about?"
"That hug was different Ashley."
"Dad, it just happened. It was an accident."
Isaac reached out to put his arms around his
daughter, but she brought her hands up to her chest and
blocked from him from bringing her close. Mixed
emotions vacillated across her face like the northern
lights. At one point she appeared ready to bolt from
the room but then her eyes softened and she moved in to
put her arms around his waist. He had tried to be both
a father and a mother to her, but he had mostly been a
father. He had done all the things with her that he
would have done with a son and only now was he really
appreciating what a beautiful girl she had become. He
took a deep breath and felt the pressure of her young
breasts against his chest.
"I love you Daddy."
"I love you too."
His daughter was emotionally drained and her voice
was imbued with a longing for comfort and reassurance.
He put his hands on her hourglass waist and pulled her
even closer and the warmth began to build between their
bodies. Her legs were parted just enough to allow him
room to gently press the taut mound in his pants
against lowermost part of her zipper. She became
perfectly still for a couple minutes and he could hear
her breathing faster and then she began to respond by
delicately moving her hips in a way that was almost
like they were dancing.
"It's time for you to go to bed Ashley."
Isaac lifted up his daughter's t-shirt and pulled
it over her head and off her arms. She looked surprised
at having her top removed by her dad and her nipples
rebelled by making impudent little peaks that poked up
the fabric of her bra.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"I'm undressing you."
"What? You haven't done that since I was a little
girl."
"Back then you thought it was fun."
"Well yes, than was then. Aren't I too old to be
undressed by you now?"
"Actually, you're just right."
Her dad released the clasp of her bra. It felt
strange to have the bra hanging loose with him standing
in front of her so she crossed her arms over her chest,
but he gently stroked his fingertips all around her
cleavage until she became confused and lowered her
arms. Then her dad began to fondle her little breast.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
She desperately waited for him to say something as
he pulled the straps off her shoulders and completely
removed the bra. The last time he undressed her she
didn't even have breasts and now she was watching him
rub her nipples and it felt so nice and this was her
bedroom and he was her dad and her teddy bear was
sitting on the bed and she couldn't believe it was
happening.
"You're a beautiful girl, Ashley."
"Thank you Daddy, are you done now?"
"We've still got a little more undressing to do."
Ashley watched her dad unbutton her jeans and pull
down the zipper. A light-headed feeling came over her
as he pulled the pants down to the middle of her
thighs. It was a little after one o'clock in the
morning and she normally would be sound asleep by this
time and she had homework to do tomorrow and now her
dad was rubbing the front of the pantie and then down
between her legs and everything was hot and tingling.
"Dad, I'm your daughter, what's come over you?"
"Your little pussy is all wet Ashley. Maybe I
should ask you the same question.
"That's because you're touching me. I can't help
it."
"Does it feel good?"
"I guess so."
"Do you like it?"
"I don't know Daddy. What are you doing?"
"I've always taken care of your needs in the past
Ashley. Tonight is no different."
Ashley sat on the bed and let her dad unlace her
shoes and pull off her pants. Where was this all going
to end up? When he sat down next to her she didn't
expect him to kiss her but he did and his tongue
confidently entered her wet little mouth in a way that
was much different from how Jordan had kissed her in
the car and he squeezed her breasts and it all felt so
nice that she took hold of the back of his neck and
kissed him back.
His hand made a slow journey down her stomach to
the hot apex between her legs. The pantie was damp and
he massaged the tender flesh of his daughter's swollen
pussy mound through the thin fabric. Her hips undulated
beneath the gentle massaging of his fingers and she
kissed him and flicked her teenage tongue inside his
mouth and he was happy that he had aroused his young
daughter and he longed to hear her cry out to him the
way Jordan had but then she broke off the kiss and
removed his hand from between her legs.
"Dad, what's happening to us? We shouldn't be
doing this."
Ashley leaned back on her elbows. Her young
breasts brazenly displayed the proud nipples that
continued to pulsate with excitement. The pantie made a
crease between her legs where it pinched between her
wet pussy lips and her dad's eyes were dark with lust
and she tried to speak but couldn't as she watched his
hand slide up her thigh and resume rubbing her little
girl pussy.
"Am I really so much different from any other guy
or girl?"
"Dad, please stop." Her voice weakened and trailed
off as he continued to rub her well lubricated pussy.
"We've been together a long time Ashley. Now
let's be together even more."
Ashley felt her resolve drift away like a puff of
smoke in the wind. She lifted her legs and let her dad
remove the pantie and she watched him stare right into
her pussy while her feet were in the air. Ashley closed
her eyes. There was something different about the
feeling she had now as compared to when she was with
other boys or even Jordan. Everything was burning in
her mind and body and she felt like she was being bad
and she wanted to be bad even more.
"Now I'm going to show you the proper way to take
care of a little girl like Jordan."
When Ashley opened her eyes she saw the top of her
dad's head between her parted legs and she shuddered
with the delicious sensation of his tongue circling the
edge of her outer pussy lips. Why wasn't she
embarrassed? He was down there looking right into her
hot little cunt and no guy had ever done that before.
The feeling was spectacular and she had never felt
anything like a tongue on her pussy and now the tip of
it was going between the sensitive folds to the inner
sanctum of her teenage cunt and her dad was wiggling
his manly tongue around inside of her. It was amazing
to accept that her dad was fucking her with his tongue
and she lost control of herself and began to thrust her
pussy against his face but that didn't bother him and
he just kept licking inside her little girl pussy which
made her tremble with forbidden pleasure and then he
flicked his naughty tongue over her clitoris and
something erupted in her belly and she shook with a
flood of hot pleasure that radiated up from her very
bowels.
"Oooohhhh yes Daddy, AAAAHHHH."
He snuggled beside her and kissed her as the
burning feelings possessed her body and then slowly
receded. She felt safe in the warmth and cuddling with
her dad and he told that she was beautiful and that he
loved her and she wanted to be with him like that again
but after a few minutes passed he got up from the bed
without saying a word and walked out of her room,
turning off the light as he went out the door.
Why did he leave? He could have at least said
something instead of just getting up and abandoning her
to the dark. Her heart sank with a fear that she had
made some horrible mistake and now he couldn't stand to
be near her. She would have liked to get up and ask him
for an explanation but she was scared to hear what he'd
say and she thought about turning on the light but
decided to stay in the dark. It was all wet between her
legs. What was she going to do? How could she face him
in the morning?
It seemed like hours had gone by as she lay there
in tortured anguish but when she looked up at the clock
she saw that only a few minutes had elapsed. Her mind
was playing tricks on her. Everything that had happened
today was just too much and it felt like she was being
crushed under the weight of it all. She put her hand
down between her legs and that did feel nice but it
wasn't the same as her daddy's tongue and she finally
drifted off to sleep only to wake up a little while
later after having a nightmare. She rolled over in the
dark and bumped into something next to her on the bed
and let out a terrified scream.
"DAAAADDY! HEEEELP!"
"It's okay Ashley, I'm here with you," her dad
said.
Ashley sat up and found his arm in the dark and
punched him. "You scared me. Why did you leave?"
"I had to prepare your present."
"What do you mean?"
Ashley let her dad take her hand in the dark and
place in on his hard cock which stood straight up as he
sat on the bed next to her. She wrapped her soft little
fingers around the shaft and slid her hand all the way
up to the engorged bulb. This time she'd stay holding
onto him so he couldn't get away.
"I like my present Dad. It's so big and hard. How
did you know what I wanted?"
"I think by now I should know you inside and out."
"I'm new at this. Would you tell me if I do
something wrong?"
"You'll do just fine."
Ashley moved over so her dad could lie down next
to her and then she slowly leaned over him and slipped
her lips over the tip of his cock. She had just started
high school and had never done this before and she
never imagined that she would do it to her dad but now
that it was happening she wouldn't have it any other
way.
"Your mouth feels good Ashley."
She slid her youthful lips up and down over her
dad's cock. She was careful to cup her lips so that her
teeth wouldn't touch his sensitive skin and she
challenged herself to see how much of him she could get
into her mouth. She pushed her head down until the tip
of his cock extended all the way to the top of her
throat and she did that over and over. After a few
minutes had passed she gained confidence and pushed
harder which caused the tip of his cock slide past the
back of her tongue and go a little bit down her throat.
She hungered for even more of him to be inside of her
though and the next time she extended her tongue to
open her throat and forced her head down until his cock
was a good way past the back of her mouth. She
repeatedly bobbed her head up and down until her dad's
cock was totally submerged inside her teenage throat.
Then with her lips pressed against his pubic hair she
accidentally discovered that by simply swallowing she
could massage his cock with her throat and that drove
him wild and he cried out in the dark in a way that she
had never heard from him before. The intensity of his
arousal was obvious to her even in the dark and she
appreciated that he was being careful not to thrust his
hips while she was in this vulnerable position. Ashley
thought all this was quite an accomplishment and when
she came up for some air she heard her dad panting in
the dark as if he'd just run a marathon.
"Ashley, where did you learn to do that?"
"I taught myself with you Dad. How did I do?"
"You were amazing. No woman I have ever been with
has ever done anything that compares to what you just
did for me. Promise me Ashley that you'll do that for
me again sometime."
"I will if you're nice to me."
Her dad sat up in the dark and held her in his
arms. She allowed him to lay her head back down on the
pillow and she glowed with joy when his fingers slid
over the moist folds of her little girl pussy. She had
let boys do that to her before but for some reason it
was hotter and naughtier and forbidden with her dad and
that made it all the more exciting. Her heart pounded
as he began to crawl between her legs. He was actually
going to take her all the way. She should have known
this was going to happen but she just hadn't allowed
herself to think about it. Panic filled Ashley's young
mind and she instinctively rolled onto her stomach
which left her dad with his erection dangling over her
soft bottom.
"Dad, please stop. I don't think I'm ready."
"Have you ever done it before?"
"No."
"I'd like to be your first."
"No Dad. What if people find out?"
"It will always be our little secret."
Ashley clutched the pillow as her dad took hold of
her shoulders and straddled his legs across the back of
her thighs like he had done to Jordan. He had her
pinned to the bed so she couldn't possibly get away,
but her legs were firmly clamped together in defense of
her little pussy. The big hard cock that she had so
boldly plunged down her throat was now sliding along
the space between the cheeks of her firm bottom. She
wouldn't be able to do an essay on this for her English
class.
"That feels nice Daddy, let's just do this
instead."
Ashley got used to feeling him gliding over her
bottom and her ass cheeks soon began to relax. His cock
slid deeper and deeper between her buns until it was
rubbing the sensitive skin of her tightly closed anus
and that sent new stream of pleasure flowing through
her teenage ass-hole. She squirmed with delight and
didn't realize that her legs were slowly spreading
apart.
"You're naughty Daddy."
"Yes I am, and I've had just about enough of your
dilly-dallying."
"Daddy, stop! You can't do that."
Isaac rolled his surprised daughter onto her back
and kissed her. She resisted at first but soon relaxed
and opened her mouth wide to receive all the probing
his tongue could administer. She pushed his hands away
from her breasts but he kept coming back to squeeze and
rub and suck her nipples until the nubs were swollen
and firm with excitement. She tried to keep her legs
pressed together but he found a way to wiggle a finger
between her thighs and touch her clitoris and she
couldn't stop the pleasurable feelings and her legs
began to slowly spread open.
"Can we talk about it Daddy?"
He started to climb on top of her and once again
the fear gripped her and she tried to roll over but
this time he held her on her back. She tried to kick
her legs and get away but he had already crawled
between her smooth thighs and she could feel his stiff
cock bouncing on her silky tuft of pubic hair.
"I have an idea Daddy. Let's wait and do it
tomorrow."
Ashley now recognized that her dad had no
intention of changing course, but what happened next
was radically different than what she had expected. He
didn't jam it into her and there was nothing sudden or
painful. There was just the now familiar undulation of
his hips slowly moving back and forth. She took a deep
breath and put her arms around his back and savored the
sweet sensation of his long shaft sliding along the
parted outer folds of her wet pussy. This wasn't so bad
after all and it only seemed natural to spread her legs
wide open and obscenely grind her pussy against his
cock.
"That feels nice Daddy"
"I had a feeling that my sexy little girl would
like my special pussy-rub."
"Oh yes Daddy, it was wonderful, let's do it some
more!"
Ashley felt her dad rubbing the tip of his cock
all over between her legs which drove her crazy because
he was holding back from actually touching her pussy.
Her teen twat was craving stimulation so she pushed her
hips up toward her dad's cock to try and initiate a
more intimate contact. She was going crazy with sexual
need and it came as a great relief when he stroked the
soft bulb on the end of his hard cock between the juicy
lips of her young pussy. He slid it up and down as her
swollen pussy folds expanded around the bulb and she
was perplexed at how soft the tip of his hard cock
could be.
"Daddy, that's the most amazing thing I've ever
felt," Ashley said. But then she felt something
entirely different. "Oh, oh Daddy, what's that?
The tip of her dad's cock was positioned at the
entrance to her innocent young cunt-hole and she felt
him push inward just a little bit, which was kind of
like when she had first forced it past the back of her
tongue.
"Oooohhh Daddy, what's happening?"
The rigid cock with the soft tip surged into her
with a slow but unrelenting movement. The walls of her
hot cunt reflexively clenched as if her body was making
one last stand against the invasion but it didn't take
long before her little teenage pussy submitted to the
inevitable ravishment. Her dad was all the way inside
her now and he was slowly moving in and out and
Ashley's mind reeled with the knowledge that her dad
was fucking her and that she liked it. Her pussy began
to loosen and open for her dad's turgid cock as he made
long strokes into her teenage body and Ashley was glad
that her dad in been to one to introduce her to love.
"Yes Daddy yes!"
The single bed rocked on its wheels and bumped
into the wall with a thud-thud each time her dad's
powerful hips thrust forward to plunge his stiff cock
into the juicy depths of her little girl cunt. It was a
new emotion to be taken and possessed like this and she
opened herself up to him with complete trust.
"You're a beautiful little girl Ashley. I couldn't
resist you any longer."
"I understand Daddy. I want you to fuck me."
"Do you mean you want me to fuck you harder?"
"Oh yes Daddy and promise me this won't be the
only time. Say that you'll fuck me again and again."
"Yes Ashley, you can have me anytime you want."
"Oooohhhh Daddy, I love your hard cock inside of
me!"
This experience was exceeding anything she had
ever fantasized and even better was the fact that she
was going to be able to get it right here at home
anytime she wanted. Her own dad would secretly fuck her
in the privacy their home and nobody else would know.
They would have so much fun together for now on. When
she got home from school she'd kiss him and rub his
pants until he got hard and when he took a bath she'd
get in the tub and sit on top of him in the warm water
and late at night he would come into her room and get
into bed with her and they would make love while all
the other little girls from school were sleeping with
their stuffed animals.
"There's no one else like me Daddy. I'm your only
little girl, so fuck me real good," Ashley hissed.
"You must understand Ashley that we have to keep
this a secret."
"I know Dad. It's just you and me."
His teenage daughter writhed beneath him. Her lack
of experience was no detriment as she had cast away
inhibition and given herself over to the pleasure that
now flowed through her innocent body. Her pussy relaxed
and opened each time he penetrated her and then her hot
cunt squeezed his shaft as he pulled back out. His
daughter clawed at his back and screamed, and she
thrust her teenage twat upward to align herself for
what he would soon deliver into her young belly.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHH Daddy! Please Daddy please! Fuck me
more! OOOOHHHH."
A wave of pleasure shot up Ashley's spine and
exploded in her brain and her cunt gripped her dad's
cock as if she was milking a cow. The process repeated
several times as her body surrendered to the powerful
sexual ecstasy that totally consumed her. She held her
hips upward as her dad continued to drive his cock so
deeply into her that his balls slapped against her ass.
She was out of her mind with pleasure and didn't
realize that she was digging her fingernails into his
back. In time the powerful feelings began to fade and
Ashley became aware that he was beginning to tremble on
top of her.
Her dad shook and stiffed as she held him in her
arms and then his cock pressed all the way up to the
back of her cunt as he gripped her shoulders and held
her so tightly against him that it almost forced the
breath out of her lungs. His hips jerked and she felt a
pulsation way up inside her belly as waves of hot sperm
spread out inside her little girl cunt. Ashley pushed
her smoldering pussy over his cock and submerged the
shaft more deeply into her young cunt. The pulsation
and explosion of fluids inside her happened several
more times and Ashley freely offered her young body as
a willing receptacle for her dad's loving discharge.
Her torrid little girl pussy wanted all of the hot
bubbling semen that he could pump into her and she used
her little cunt to massage her dad's ejaculating cock
until she had sucked every last drop out of him.
Ashley returned to her normal state of mind after
a few minutes. It was wonderful to just be there
cuddling and kissing as the gentle waves of sensuality
radiated through her satisfied body. Her dad lay on his
side next to her with his soft cock dribbling the last
remnants of love potion onto the smooth skin of her
thigh. Tomorrow was Saturday and there was still a full
weekend ahead to have fun with him.
"Dad, that was so amazing!"
"You made love beautifully Ashley. Thank you for
all that you did for me."
"I should be the one to thank you. But now that
you and I are together what are we going to do about
Jordan?"
"Jordan's a smart girl and she'll do what's right
for her. Why don't you see if you can find a way to
make-up with her and be friends like you originally
intended? I know that Jordan would like that."
"I'd like that too," Ashley said.
Part 5
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Jordan Fallows went to her bedroom after being
dropped off by Ashley and Isaac. She changed out of the
cheerleader uniform and put on her pajamas and then
went to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her
teeth. When she returned to her bedroom she found that
she wasn't ready for sleep. Her eyes were wide open and
her mind was racing with troubled thoughts about her
past. She couldn't ignore the truth any longer. It was
time to have a talk with her dad, whether he wanted to
or not.
Her mother had gone to bed and the house was
quiet. Jordan looked down from the top of the stairs
and saw the light turned on and that meant that her dad
was still awake and probably reading in the living
room. The first thing she had to do was to just go down
there. It was a simple thing that terrified her. He had
been so distant for so long that he was almost like a
stranger. What if he got mad? What if he told her to go
away and never talk to him again? She would be
destroyed, but she couldn't go on with these unanswered
questions in her mind either. Was he still her father?
Did he want to be with her again? She had no choice but
to confront him and accept the consequences for better
or for worse
Jordan's bare feet silently walked down the stairs
and along the hallway to living room where she stood at
the far end of the sofa from her dad. He didn't look up
from his book to acknowledge her presence, but she had
expected that.
"Hi Daddy."
He looked in her direction but stopped short of
making eye contact. "What are you doing up so late?"
"I couldn't sleep so I came down here. I thought
we could talk for a while."
Jordan's heart pounded in her chest. The
excitement of the moment caused her nipples to become
hard underneath her nightshirt, a garment that her dad
had never seen her wear before now. She stood with her
feet about a shoulders width apart and touched her
thumb to her bottom lip.
"Can I sit down with you Daddy?"
"Well, it's past your bedtime, but I guess it
would okay for a little while.
"Oh thank you Daddy!"
Jordan sat down close to her dad. She curled her
legs underneath her and let the nightshirt pull up
rather high on her thighs and then she took hold of his
right arm and pressed her left breast against his bicep
and patiently waited for some kind of response. He
always had been a quiet man.
"I hardly ever get to see you," Jordan said.
"Well, you do spend lot of time with your
cheerleader friends and I have to put in long hours at
work to support the family."
"I wish we could make more time for just you and
me to be alone together and talk, like right now."
He placed a bookmark on the page where he had been
reading and closed the book and set it on the table. He
wasn't looking at her yet but it was obvious that she
had his attention and she wanted even more of his
attention so she moved her leg in a way that caused the
nightshirt to slide down and expose an ample portion of
her smooth thighs.
"Well alright," he said. "What would you like to
talk about?"
Jordan's intuition told her that a critical point
in time had arrived. Something could go wrong at any
moment. He might get tired of her and tell her to go to
bed or he might get scared and avoid her for the rest
of her life. She had to keep him trapped right here.
She had to force the issue.
"Let's talk about things we used to do together."
She watched her dad for any sign of a change of
heart. Emotions rarely made an appearance on his stoic
face, but his eyes now gave away an interest in her
that she hadn't seen in a long time and that in itself
was to be considered major progress. It was also
obvious that he was becoming interested in more than
just what she was talking about as he was making
frequent furtive glances over her nightshirt.
"I do recall one summer when we went camping by
the ocean," her dad said.
"Yes, that was great! We spent the whole week just
hanging out by the beach and hiking. Why don't we do
things like that anymore?"
He paused for a moment before replying. "Over the
years your mom and I have had some problems of our
own."
"I see," Jordan said. She never contemplated that
her parents might have issues of their own but that
wasn't the direction she wanted this conversation to go
and she had to get his thoughts back on her
immediately.
"I can think of something else we did that was
fun," Jordan said. "Do you remember a long time ago
when you took me in the car to watch the sunset?" She
held her breath knowing that now there was no turning
back. He would have to face the truth and she would
have to accept whatever came in the aftermath.
Her dad looked across the room in silence. What
was he thinking? Maybe he thought she had forgotten
about it or perhaps he was afraid that her mom would
find out or that he would get into trouble. She
desperately wanted him to say something but he just sat
there looking away from her like a statue. She'd have
to be the one to break the silence again.
"I understand that sometimes things happen,"
Jordan said.
Jordan planted several quick kisses on her dad's
cheek while rubbing his thigh at the same time. He was
breathing deeper now and he was also looking at her so
she arched her back to brazenly emphasize her stiff
nipples.
"I'm sorry Jordan. It was selfish if me."
"Don't feel bad Daddy. It happens more often than
people admit."
"You've always been such a pretty girl. One thing
led to another and I couldn't stop."
"I think this is the first time that you've seen
me in my new pajamas," Jordan said.
"You do look very nice."
"Thank you Daddy. It's a really soft flannel. You
want to feel it?"
Jordan took her dad's hand before he could reply
and placed it on her stomach. She rubbed his palm over
the fabric several times and then while looking into
his eyes she slowly pulled his hand over her right
breast. Jordan couldn't see any reaction on his face as
he intently stared at her, but she did determine that
the mound in his pants was becoming larger. Then he
began to gently squeeze her breast.
"I want to pretend that we're watching the sunset
again," she said.
Jordan pulled her leg up just enough so that the
nightshirt slid back to expose her white pantie. She
had grown a great deal since that night in the car and
this time he could plainly see the curvaceous contour
of her pubic mound. His daughter's leg moved gracefully
from side to side and her fingers gently stroked his
thigh.
"Jordan, what do you think you're doing?"
"Oh Daddy, that should be obvious."
"Jordan, I don't think you fully understand..."
She placed a finger over his lips to interrupt
him. "Oh I do understand Daddy. I've had lots of time
to think about it. Mom's upstairs sound asleep with the
bedroom door closed. We're all alone Daddy, just you
and me," she whispered.
"We shouldn't Jordan, we really..." His voice
stopped when his daughter's soft hand slid over his
zipper and began to lightly caress him. She was a
beautiful and exciting little girl and he couldn't help
becoming hard underneath her inquisitive little
fingers.
"Do you like my pantie Daddy? It's just like the
one I was wearing in the car when we watched the
sunset."
His heart raced as she took his hand from her
breast and lowered it between her strong young legs.
His fingertips were warmed by the malleable pubic mound
that he subtly massaged through the white cotton fabric
between his daughter's parted legs. Her hips moved in
an unashamed manner while her own hand squeezed his
hard cock through his pants. It had been a long time.
He thought he had gotten over it even though he had
continued to secretly fantasize about Jordan all these
years. Now he knew that the abstinence had only
increased his desire.
"Jordan, this has gone too far, you must..."
Jordan put her finger over his lips to stop him
from speaking. "I know you want me Daddy."
"But your mother is just up the stairs."
"Don't make excuses Daddy. Mom never wakes up.
You're the one who started this a long time ago."
He let his daughter take his hand and push it
inside her pantie where he found that she had prepared
herself to be as hairless and smooth as she had been
back then, and he took the same middle finger that he
had used on her before and played with her swollen
folds before sliding it inside the moist darkness of
her young pussy, and she looked at him with a
mischievous smile.
"My daddy is a bad boy," she giggled.
Jordan was right of course. He had been the one to
start it and he never understood why. Things just
seemed to slip out of control. She had always been an
affectionate girl who playfully kissed, hugged and
tickled with him at every opportunity, which was fine
except that the innocent exchanges began to evoke
disturbing wisps of arousal that lingered in his mind
indefinitely. Then one day she naively sat astride his
lap as he watched television and he grew firm beneath
her and she pretended not to notice when he held her
hips and gently pivoted her young pussy atop his boner.
Time blurred the memory of how the epiphany quietly
took him. It was like a fog rolling over a beach. He
would seduce her. It was only a matter of when and
where. She had always liked sunsets. Afterward he had
vowed to himself that it would never happen again, but
the memory of that night stayed in his mind like a
framed photograph sitting on a nightstand.
"Oh Daddy! You're so hard!"
She had been fondling his crotch, and the constant
rubbing and squeezing had brought him to a state of
stiffness that he hadn't achieved in a long time. His
clever young daughter managed to unbuckle his belt and
pull down the zipper with only one hand, and now her
curious fingers were feeling around inside his
trousers.
"Do you like that Daddy?"
"You're a naughty little girl Jordan."
"I take that as a yes."
He reached under his daughter's nightshirt and
pulled the pantie down, much like he done with her on
the night they watched the sunset. She lay back on the
sofa and held up her legs up as he pulled the pantie
over her ankles. His daughter's pubic area was shaved
perfectly clean and there was no blemish anywhere. A
deep shade of ruby colored the full, woman-like lips of
her pussy, and the glorious folds were parted barely
enough to display a slender swath of pink at the
entrance to her young cunt.
"Do you think I'm pretty? "
"Yes, you're a beautiful girl."
"I'm all wet, just for you."
"You're still young, are you sure that..."
Jordan held up her hand to signal him to stop
talking. "It's okay Daddy. It'll be our little secret."
He knew in his heart that her being such a young
girl was the precise reason that he was so aroused, and
the fact that she was his own daughter made it even
better, and now he feasted his eyes upon her as he
pushed up the nightshirt to expose her breasts, and his
little girl's nipples became engorged as he flicked the
firm appendages with the tip of his tongue, and he
reached down and pushed two fingers into her welcoming
pussy as she softly moaned, "Ooohhh Daddy, ooohhh." The
next door neighbor could brag about his football player
son all he wanted. The benefits of having a daughter
like Jordan were infinitely more rewarding.
"That feels good Daddy."
It seemed strange to crawl on top of his naked
daughter and to see her innocent eyes looking up at him
and to smell her fresh scent and to feel her legs
spreading apart.
"I'm counting on you to take me."
"I will Jordan."
"I mean it! I won't be ignored by you any longer.
Do you understand?"
"Do you mean take care of you like this?"
"OH! OH! OOOOHHHH!" she wailed.
It was surprising to discover how easily it slid
into her, which could only mean that somebody else had
already been fucking his little girl, and as a father
he should probably be upset by that, but she had given
herself to him and that was all the mattered now.
"Yes Daddy, oh yes!"
"I see my little girl has grown up."
"I have Daddy. Now I'm a slut just for you.
"I want to I'll fuck you in your cheerleader
outfit just before a game."
"You can if you want Daddy. I'm a slutty
cheerleader."
Jordan didn't understand where the words she had
spoken came from. Before now she never would have
dreamed of talking to her dad like this. She had
changed. If there was something she wanted, then she
was going to take it, and she wouldn't allow herself to
be ignored or pushed around ever again.
"Oh yes. I like being fucked my Daddy. Oooohhhh
you feel so good!"
She had one foot perched on the back of the sofa,
and the other foot was on the floor. She thrust her
hips toward his cock in a lewd manner that he wouldn't
expect from a high school girl, much less his own sweet
daughter. She had abandoned everything that her mother
taught her about morality, and now who better to
satiate her amorous longing than her own experienced
and caring father.
"Your cock is hard Daddy."
"You naughty little girl. You made me that way."
"Oh yes Daddy. That's how I want you."
Jordan's strength and flexibility contributed to
her sexual stamina, and she relentlessly thrust her
cunt at her dad until his cock flesh became raw, but he
didn't care about that because the aching pressure
behind his balls was getting ready to be released.
Jordan had learned to recognize that peculiar tension
in a man just before he climaxed, and she felt that in
her dad now, so she gripped her his cock with the walls
of her cunt until he began shaking uncontrollably on
top of her.
"AAAAHHHH," her dad groaned as she pushed her
teenage cunt upward to submerge his cock all the way
inside her.
Jordan felt her dad blowing thick wads of sperm
deep inside her teenage belly and she massaged his cock
with her wet cunt to encourage the release of every
last drop of his seminal fluid. Then, as her dad
throbbed inside of her, she felt an unexpected wave of
hot euphoria bubble up between her legs and take
possession of her entire body."
"OOOOHHHH DADDY, FUCK ME!" she cried out at full
cheerleader volume.
When it was over she held him on top of her and
they cuddled until their heavy breathing slowly
returned to normal. His cock stayed hard inside her for
a while but finally withered down and popped out. In a
way it had been like a battle, and she had won. For now
on he would be treating his little girl the way a daddy
should.
He was quiet for a while and then she heard him
softly snoring and she realized that he had fallen
asleep on top of her. Then her own eyes felt heavy and
she dozed off too and she remembered thinking during a
dream that it was nice to fall asleep in a man's arms,
and then from somewhere far away she heard a voice.
"Ah ha, so there you are!"
Jordan heard the voice and slowly opened her eyes
and squinted into the light. She had no idea how long
she had laid there with her dad on top of her. He woke
up as well and both of them looked up in horror at her
mom standing over them in her bathrobe with a furious
frown on her face.
"So this is what happens when I leave you two
alone."
"Mom, I'm sorry, it was kind of an accident."
"Oh shut up, you little tramp. It's the kind of
thing that happens accidentally on purpose."
"Mom, don't tell me to shut up!"
"And what does my husband have to say for
himself?"
"Sometimes things happen."
"I've heard all the lame excuses I can stand," her
mom said. "Didn't I tell you that becoming a
cheerleader would get you all the wrong kind of
attention? Well, I won't have to worry about your
social life anymore. A girl who seduces her own father
won't have a need for boyfriends. Get up. It's time for
both of you to go to bed."
Jordan and her dad picked up their clothes and
marched up the stairs naked with her mom following
close behind. Jordan stopped at her bedroom door and
stood on her tip-toes and kissed her dad on the cheek.
"Goodnight Dad. I had a lot of fun tonight."
"So did I. Let's get together again sometime."
"Sure, call me."
Her dad smiled and kissed her on the forehead and
then started to walk toward his own bedroom. He thought
the impromptu exchange with his daughter was amusing
but it hadn't gone over well with his wife. The tired
old woman never did have much of a sense of humor.
"Where do you think you're going?" his wife
bellowed down the hallway.
"I'm going to bed."
"Not in that bedroom. You won't be sleeping with
me ever again. Sleep with your tramp daughter or on the
floor for all I care, but don't come near me."
Jordan's mom stomped down the hallway to her own
bedroom and closed the door, leaving the father and
daughter naked in the hallway. They looked at each
other in silence for a moment and then grins came over
both their faces. Jordan giggled.
"Would you like to spend the night?" Jordan asked.
"Yes I would. Thank you for asking."
Jordan took her dad by the hand and led him into
her bedroom. She hung up his clothes in her closet and
folded her nightshirt and placed it in the dresser.
Jordan saw her dad getting hard again as he stood in
the middle of the floor watching her. She only had a
single bed so sleeping with him would be rather cozy
and that was just fine with her.
Part 6
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Jordan felt like she was in a dream as the ensuing
days and weeks drifted by. She walked down the hallways
at school with people crowded around her, but they
seemed far away, almost like she was looking at them
backward through a telescope, and she wished that she
knew someone with a secret like hers. She used to enjoy
sitting in the lunchroom and talking and listening to
conversations, but now it all seemed childish and the
voices just blended together in a meaningless
cacophony. What she and her dad started on that night
at home had continued and intensified, and the person
that she was, had become someone else.
When Jordan encountered Ashley at school she would
look down and avoid eye contact as they walked past
each other without speaking, which was odd because
Jordan bore no resentment toward Ashley, she just
couldn't figure out anything to say to her. Then one
day Ashley approached Jordan as she sat on a bench
outside the school waiting for the bus to go home after
cheerleading practice.
"Am I bothering you?" Ashley said.
"No, not at all."
The girls set their purses between them on the
bench like little barricades and they looked over their
shoulders instead of turning to face each other.
Jordan's tennis shoes made a scraping noise as she
swung her feet over the sidewalk.
"Jordan, I hope you believe me when I say this."
Ashley paused for a moment to gather her courage. "I'm
sorry for how I treated you."
Ashley watched Jordan slowly turn on the bench to
face her. It had been so long since she had looked into
her eyes and she had spent so many hours trying to
figure out what to say to her and everything she came
up with seemed so stupid and now that she had finally
spoken to her she was crippled with fear.
"Ashley, I've had time to think and I now realize
how selfishly I acted that night. You were nice enough
to want to be my friend and I paid you back by acting
like you didn't even exist. It's me that owes you the
apology. I'm sorry."
Ashley opened her purse and took out a little box
that she pushed across the bench. Jordan untied the
thin gold ribbon and opened the box and saw a bracelet
made of silver and colored crystals.
"What's this?" Jordan said.
"I got a present for you. It's a friendship
bracelet."
"Ashley, you shouldn't have. These are expensive."
"I just want you to know that I really like you."
Jordan was quiet for a moment as she tried to
interpret a newly surfacing feeling that she and Ashley
had something in common and that they needed each
other. What had happened in the back seat of the car
that night was a distant memory and now that they were
talking again Jordan felt the dark cloud of the last
few weeks being blown away. A weight had been lifted
from her shoulders.
"I feel like I'm not a good enough person to have
you as a friend," Jordan said.
"Don't be silly."
"I really like you too Ashley, and I want to prove
it. Let's you and me go out this weekend, just the two
of us. I want to finish the kiss that we began in the
dressing room."
"Really? I, um, that would be so nice," Ashley
said with a blush.
The two teenage girls sat on the bench staring and
smiling at each other. It was as if they were the only
people in the world and nothing else mattered, and as
far as Ashley was concerned, Jordan was the only thing
in this world that did matter. Jordan was refuge from
all of life's weirdness, and now that they had sealed
their friendship, life without her would be unbearable.
Ashley went through the rest of the afternoon in a
mental fog. Thoughts of Jordan pushed everything else
to the back of her mind and when she went to sleep that
night it was with a memory of their kiss in the
dressing room.
The time was a little after midnight when Ashley
was awoken in her dark room by the sound of the door
opening and closing. The side of her bed sank down and
a little rush of cool air blew between the sheets as he
got into bed with her. He was hard again. His hand
glided up her thigh and she spread her legs apart as he
crawled on top of her and she wrapped her arms and legs
around his back as he pushed his cock inside of her
little teen pussy. It had become a habit with them and
she never thought about it during the daytime. But
tonight as she lay with him she wondered how things
might be different for her now, if only her path had
never crossed with Jordan that night? Life used to be
so simple.
"Oooohhhh fuck me Daddy."
The End