Tawny, Daddy's Little Girl Becomes a Woman-Chapter 2

“It’s all your fault, baby, if you hadn’t teased me so much with your body, showing me your naked body in the hallway, always walking around half naked. Now you’re going to have to take care of daddy. If mommy found out, she would be mad at you.” Tawny thought about this, what if daddy was right? Tawny so hated to upset her parents, mommy had said she mustn’t give daddy any trouble and here he was, telling her she had been a tease. She thought back to all the times she had flounced around in her mini skirts, tight tee shirts and sweaters. The times he had caught her coming out of the shower with a skimpy towel barely covering her damp young body. She gulped. Hopefully daddy wouldn’t say anything to mom and Tawny certainly wasn’t going to mention it, mom when she was mad was a very frightening figure. Tawny looked down at daddy, about to apologise, but stopped as his head moved down and his lips moved over the hard nipple, grabbing it, sucking it into his mouth, his hot tongue running over the tip.

“AAAGGGGHHH, ppppllllleeeeassse,” her body trembling as she felt his lips suck her breast into his mouth. His rough tongue lapped at the delicate morsel, rasping over the nipple as he sucked in her breast harder, pulling into deep into the hot confines of his mouth. She had never felt like this, her whole body growing weak, unable to resist, sitting limply on his lap as he molested her body. It felt like her nipple would burst, swelling under the oral ministrations of her father. 

Michael’s cock felt like it was going to explode inside his pants. He would soon have to get some release and Tawny was going to be taught to do it. He continued to lap at her breast and nipples, sucking her flesh as she arched her back and pushed his head down into her chest, moaning as she allowed his sucking. He moved his mouth off of her right nipple, his tongue rolling wetly between her breasts until he came to her left nipple. He felt her body shudder as his wet tongue bathed the nipple and then he placed his lips on it and sucked it into his mouth, his tongue rasping over it as it pushed in deep. His other hand went to her right breast, his fingers searching and finding the wet nipple and squeezed the tender nipple tightly.

Tawny groaned in pain and pleasure as the fingers and mouth of her father tortured her nipples. She shuddered in pain as the fingers pinched her nipple tightly, pulling it from her body, feeling like he was trying to tear it from her chest. Her other breast shuddered in pleasure as his lips sucked tenderly the nipple into his hot mouth and his tongue bathed the morsel. She squirmed on his cock, rubbing her ass against it, not sure what she was doing, unable to stop it.

“Can you feel what you’re doing to daddy, honey?” his voice was thick with desire. You have my cock so hard, your ass rubbing against it. “Are you going to take care of daddy, are you going to take care of daddy’s cock, baby?”

He nudged her backward, and to Tawnys horror, unzipped his pants and eased them over his hips. His cock bulged in his shorts, almost unable to contain the erect member. He pushed his shorts down, his cock sprung up, released from its confinement. Tawny couldn’t help herself, she stared hard, it was so big! Her heart was pounding. Michael took hold of his dick, and pointed it toward Tawny; she blushed, and looked away. He took her hand, and guided it toward his throbbing cock. She resisted at first, but remembering his warning, she reluctantly allowed him to put her small hand around his rock hard tool, Michael’s eyes semi closed. He put his hand over hers, and pumped it up and down, slowly at first, increasing pace and grip in time.

It felt strange to Tawny, she could not believe anything could be that hard and hot. It continued to grow as her hand continued to move up and down his cock. 

Michael removed his hand from her and watched as she continued to stroke his cock. He saw the look of amazement on her face as the head of his cock pushed out the end of her hand, her hand gripping it tightly, moving up and down, each time taking longer strokes. “Wet your fingers of your other hand and rub it over the head,” he ordered her. 

Tawny pushed her fingers into her mouth again, wetting them again. She knew what they felt like when applied to her sensitive nipples, she knew that she would bring him great pleasure when applied to his cock. Her fingers reached down and she ran them over the head of his cock, her saliva glistening on the large head of his cock. She ran her fingers over the tip and saw a teardrop of clear liquid formed at the top of his cock, Tawny gazed at it, as it trickled slowly down the shaft, and onto the side of her small hand, glistening and sticky. Her other hand continued to pump up and down the hard cock, her fingers gripping it tighter as it moved over the ring on the head, caressing it tenderly.

“Oh yeah, that’s a good girl, you make daddy feel real good,” Michael groaned, his head rolled back. Michael’s breathing got heavier, he pinched at her nipples with his free hand, twisting the flesh in his fingers, feeling her body shuddering in his touch. “Grab my balls, baby, they are full of hot cum, waiting for you to make daddy cum. Tug at them gently, make daddy cum, baby.”

Tawny was confused, excited and embarrassed, all at the same time. Her body was betraying her, her nipples overly excited, her hand was masturbating her father, proud that she was exciting him so much, but embarrassed that her father was forcing her to do this, it was wrong, but also felt so right. Her hand reached down and felt for his balls. She found them, hot and swollen, her hand tugging at the hanging balls, her other hand pumping faster on his cock. She knew it would be soon, he would soon climax.

All of a sudden he came, shooting wads of thick, white cum at her belly. Tawny gasped out loud, she had heard girlfriends talking about this stuff, but had never done or seen anything like this. She felt the hot fluid land on her naked stomach feeling like it was burning her flesh. Her hand continued to pump his cock her other hand squeezing the cum out of his balls. She could feel the cum shooting up his cock, his cock getting bigger. She was mesmerised as she first saw the cum shoot out, shooting out over a foot to land on her. Her hand pumped the cock, his cum lubricating her hand as she continued her forced masturbation of his cock, his cock glistening as he continually pumped more and more cum out all over her body.

Michael laughed at his daughters’ worried face. “Its ok, baby girl, its just daddies cum, you better get used to it!” he chuckled. No way was that going to be it for the evening, oh no, he had plans for his little girl. Michael stared at his daughter, her face flushed, her hand still gripping his shrinking cock, cum all over her fingers, her nipples swollen and red from the fingers and lips that had abused them. “You did a good job, you made your daddy cum, daddy is so proud of you baby.”

Michael watched as his half-naked daughter ran from the room, her breasts bouncing around on her chest, flushed from the recent encounter.

Michael let Tawny flee the room. She ran up the stairs, the cum on her hand beginning to dry. She rushed into her bedroom and threw off her clothes and rushed into the bathroom, turning on the shower. She grabbed the soap and began to wash her body, ashamed of what had transpired. Tawny was enjoying the feel of the water on her skin, washing away all thoughts of her cruel father. Soon, the heat and moisture became too much, and her hand found its way between her legs, to her dripping cunt. She began to touch herself, tracing her fingers along the slit, and feeling her clit swelling under her touch. 

Michael heard the shower running soon after she left the room. He still sat on the couch, his cock out. The thought of his daughter soaping that young, hot body made his cock begin to grow again, he stroked it absently, then, with a leer on his face, stood, and made his way upstairs.

Tawny froze when she heard the door open, and made a grab for a towel from the hook beside her.

“Oh no, don’t let me stop you Tawny” her dad called through the mist, “I thought you might need help washing your back.” 

Tawny groaned inwardly, why couldn’t he leave her alone? 

His big, hairy hand appeared, followed by the rest of him, as he drew the shower screen back, revealing his wet little girl, who now cowered in the corner.

To be Continued...