Daddy's Angels Ch. 02

He was in deep trouble.

Only her tiny panties and his sweat suit stood as a barrier between him and his daughter's pussy. He shouldn't be doing this. Standing here with his daughter's legs wrapped tightly around his waist. His cock hardened as he thought how it would feel like to just rip that flimsy fabric and push his cock into her. God! It would feel so good to fuck that tight pussy.

"Where's your sister?"Nathan managed to mutter. He didn't want Iris to walk in and find them in this position. He wanted to be a good dad and put her down. He started to release her ass, but stopped when he felt her grind against his hardening dick in slow twirls.

"She's already left for work." Her voice didn't even tremble as she tightened her thighs around him, bringing their lower bodies closer than he thought possible. Even through their clothes he could feel her heat burning over him. He could feel his cock pushing against his pants begging for release. He cupped the cheeks of her ass with every intention of pulling his daughter away from his body but instead he found himself molding the firm flesh over and over again, helping and guiding Lily's movements on his cock. He was surprised and more than a little bit disappointed when she straightened her legs and slipped down his body. "I made you breakfast."

Lily skipped back to the stove to finish her cooking seemingly undisturbed by the encounter; He on the other hand stood staring at her ass with his cock stiff and begging for some more of her attention. What the hell was wrong with him? She didn't even hint at the odd going-ons as he ate, instead occupying him with stuff she'd been doing during the week and eventually his erection began to subside. She was looking for a new job, she said, but they both knew that would be hard for her especially because she had chosen to drop out of college. "Richard says he can get me an acting gig with his mom."

Nathan stopped his fork halfway to his mouth then set it down. "Are you sure this Richard isn't expecting some kind of payment for his help?"

"Aw Daddy." Lily stood up from her seat and came to his side. Before he could protest she sat on his lap. "Are you worried about me?"

"I don't want anyone taking advantage of you." Nathan said, pretending that the fact that her body was so close to him again did not affect him. He didn't want to notice that slightly jasmine scent she always wore or the way her skirt rode up revealing the tanned skin of her upper thighs. His dick though, didn't have that much self control and soon he was chubbing up. If he wasn't careful, he would end up the one to taking advantage of her.

"Richard's just a friend." She kissed him on the cheek, leaving a damp imprint on his skin, but didn't stand up. Instead she laid her head on his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her waist to hold her comfortably. "I miss the club."

It took him a while to register her words, but when he finally did, all he saw was red. He pushed her face up to meet his eyes with two fingers under her chin. "Don't you dare."

"I'm not saying I plan to go back there." She giggled, rubbing his chest as if to calm him down. "I'm just saying I miss it. It's the way I get my exercise."

"Jog or something but let me not find you in that club again." Of course she couldn't go back. He could imagine how many men had already touched his baby or allowed her to sit on their laps, her ass on their cocks. He was her dad he was allowed to do this.

"Jogging is so boring. I love dancing." She pouted making him wish that he could dip his head a little and kiss those lush lips. It was getting harder to ignore the woman on his lap. Not with the way she shifted with her every word. Nathan wasn't sure if Lily was doing it deliberately but the sensation of her ass rocking on his groin drove him crazy. He shifted in his seat trying to ease the effects of her squirming on his lap but it wasn't working. Hopefully her denim skirt was so tight that she wouldn't feel what she was doing to him. He hadn't even noticed that he was caressing the naked skin on her outer thigh as they talked. "Don't you think it works for me?"

"Of course it does." Nathan couldn't take his eyes away from the soft bouncing of her tits as she preened for him. Her hard nipples were so close now he could lick them if he bent his head a little bit. If she was anyone but his daughter he would have already stripped her of her clothes. He could imagine sending all the dishes crashing to the floor as he fucked her doggy style on the table. All he'd have to do is tear off her panties and release his dick and he would be clasped inside her tight young pussy. "You have a very nice body."

"You're so sweet." She smiled at him slightly before her eyes took on a kind of far away glaze. She even stopped wiggling on his lap.

"A penny for your thoughts." He watched her nibble at her lips, uncertainty in her eyes as if wondering if she should tell him.

"Daddy can I practice on you?"

"You want to strip for me?" He couldn't hide the shock in his voice.

"Of course not. You're my daddy." Lily giggled as she lightly hitting him on the chest. "I just want you to be my pole."

He knew she meant it innocently, but the thought of poles brought up graphic images that he wasn't quite sure he liked. "Exactly what does being a pole entail?"

"It's so easy. All you have to do is stand and I'll dance around you." Lily wiggled her bottom on his groin reminding him again why it was not a good idea for him to be thinking of poles. "Because you're so big and strong I'm sure you won't have any trouble."

"I don't -"

"Please Daddy, just this one thing." Lily wrapped her hands around his waist and pouted. "You do everything Iris wants."

Nathan knew she was trying to guilt him into it. Truth was he owed her. For all the years he has spent away from her. His father's way of punishing him for running off to join the military was to hide the existence of his twin daughters from him. When he'd finally found out about them he'd taken responsibility of them. While Lily had resented him for uprooting them from the life they knew, Iris had taken to him, making them much closer. It was true that he did whatever Iris asked, but that was only because her requests were reasonable. He supposed he couldn't classify being a pole for one day as unreasonable. He could always stop her if he didn't like what she was doing. "Alright."

"Thank you Daddy." She pressed a kiss to the side of his mouth before clambering off his lap. "I'll just go wear something more appropriate."

Nathan used the time she was away to recompose himself. He considered going to the shower and beating off but he doubted she'd take that long. Instead he slipped his black t-shirt off his body and stood in front of the fridge with its doors open, allowing the freezing air to cool him. She found him in the same position when she came back. "Daddy, I'm ready."

When Lily said she was going to change, this was certainly not what he had expected. She was wearing a blue summer dress with a plunging neckline and a flowy bottom. It wasn't the design that had him scandalized.; it was the flimsy fabric that the dress was made of. Even from here he could see the shape of her breasts and her darker nipples brushing the fabric, her toned stomach and her pussy mound covered only by black fabric. She had used the clear heels to accessorize making her almost the same height as he was. "Do you like it?"

He almost came in his pants when she turned. Nathan had always thought himself a breast man; he began to appreciate the benefits of an apple bottom split only by the string of a thong. He unconsciously adjusted his cock knowing that being a pole was going to be pretty hard after all.

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Lily hid her smile. She knew the view Daddy was getting.

Of course she was doing this deliberately. Did he really think she was unaware that she made him hard every time she touched him? She knew her hugs in the morning made him sweat bullets and exactly how much his cock wanted her. When she'd sat on his lap earlier she had got a one on one feel his cock trying to dig into her through her skirt. Did he really think she had conveniently decided to put aside what he'd done to her the other night?

After he'd scurried away to drink away his faux pas, she had time to get over her own shock at his audacity and come up with a plan. Poor Daddy was like any other man; rub some pussy on him and he became a bumbling fool. It didn't matter if the pussy belonged to his daughter. She had every intention of using this weakness to her advantage. She would get revenge for all the ways he had pissed her off, this week, last month, three years ago, all her life. Every tight embrace was deliberate, each careless caress calculated.

It had taken a lot of restraint to make sure that Iris never saw anything odd in the way she behaved with Daddy. Iris would question her then try to change her mind. She would tell her that it wasn't right to tease their father and if that didn't work tattle tale Iris would come out to play. It wasn't like she planned to fuck him or anything. She just wanted a little ammunition to use the next time he decided to interfere in her life. When she was through with him today, he wouldn't have any choice but to do anything she wanted.

"Do you like my dress?" Lily repeated, coming full circle to face him. There was no response. Daddy just stood there with his hand still on the fridge door, only his eyes shifting up and down her body never going beyond her neck or below her upper thighs.

"It's very beautiful Lily." Finally a word. He must really love it because she could see the shape of his already hardening cock pressing against his sweat pants. She licked her lip. She'd noticed when on his lap that Daddy wasn't lacking in that department. More information that she planned to put into very good use.

He didn't resist when she led him by hand to the living room. When he tried to pick up his shirt she insisted that he didn't need it. It wasn't as if she had never seen him bare-chested. She could feel his eyes following her as she went and put on some music. She felt them burning into her ass as she bent to push the coffee table to the side to give them space in the center of the room. "Stand here, like this."

She started to position him making sure that her fingers lingered over his body as she straightened out his arms to his side. If he only knew how she had planned this from the moment she'd learnt that Iris wasn't going to be in the house today, he wouldn't be so eager to follow her instructions. She felt him stiffen when she slipped a hand between his thighs urging him to stand astride. The feigned detachment must have convinced him because he didn't call a stop to her activities. "Comfortable?"

At his nod she began her exercises. She started with the basics, a little stretch here and there to show off her body. His eyes never left her as she went into splits. When she actually began to dance she could feel the tension vibrating off his body as he tried to control his reaction to her twirling body. He could try, but he had no hope of succeeding especially when she walked over to him. Her fingers trailed his upper body as she stalked around him, letting her body brush his as she went.

"You must exercise a lot; your body is so firm." Lily touched the muscles on his right arm as she brushed her breasts against the side of his body. She really did mean it. In high school all her friends had a crush on him. She couldn't understand the attraction then, now she saw it. For his age, he was really well built and it was hard to keep her hands away from those hard abs covered with a sprinkling of hair.

"Chasing criminals is good exercise." He laughed but stopped when she stood in front of him, so close their lips were but a hair's breath away. She swayed her body from side to side in rhythm to the music, the arm around his neck their only connection. Unable to resist she stepped closer pressing her upper body against his hard abs, her lower body against his groin. So close their scents mingled. Daddy smelled like mint and man all mixed together. She couldn't resist licking the side of his neck to see if he tasted as good as he smelled. He did.

She heard his half groan as she made loops over his body with hers, pressing her tummy and mound harder and harder against his cock, massaging him through the fabric that separated their almost naked bodies. She was wet, her pussy craving this cock crushed to her tummy. She needed to feel that cock so bad, to feel it against her wet slit, to rub her aching clit with that swollen mass. There was no denying that Daddy turned her on too. He was struggling to prevent his arms from dropping to touch her. She bent her head to smile. She hadn't even started and he was already breaking.

He didn't even resist when she slid one leg between his. He didn't protest when she started to grind her pussy against his heavily muscled thigh spreading her leaking juices all over his sweatpants, or when her thigh slipped much higher with her motions, rubbing against his cock in rhythm to her cunt on his thigh. She was practically dry fucking him and he hadn't stopped her. Bad bad Daddy. "Do I dance well Daddy?"

"Your dancing is fantastic baby." His breath was hot against the side of her face as he allowed her to molest him right in his own living room. "Don't ever stop."

She smirked. He'd forgotten that a minute a go he'd laid down the law on that matter. There was no denying that he wanted her. She coiled her way down his body, till she was crouched with her mouth level with his cock. She was tempted to touch him right then and there, to pull him out of the pants and lick the precum she knew had to be staining his underwear by now, but that would be rewarding him. Instead she turned around winding her way up again till she stood in front of him, her back to his front. "Then you're going to love how I'm going to dance for you now Daddy."

She ground her ass against his cock as she lowered her upper body slowly. His cock slid effortlessly into the valley that separated her cheeks as she dragged each winding movement. She was glad she had chosen this dress. It allowed her to feel every inch of his thick length pressing into her buttocks as she massaged him clenching and unclenching around him. "Don't stop dancing for Daddy, honey."

His voice was tight as if he was holding himself back from telling her to fuck him. The lower she went the closer his dick was to her pussy-hole. Was he also thinking of how it would feel to have her pussy lips wrapped all round his shaft as he pushed in and out of her in hard fast strokes? Or would he prefer to work his way past those fleshy globes into her tiny rosebud and allow her muscles to clasp him firmly as he tried to fuck her there?

She stayed with her hands on her knees for sometime, dry fucking him with her butt and pussy before her hands slid to the ground. "Time to prove how strong you are, Daddy." Balancing her body with her hands on their caramel carpet, she boosted her body up so that her legs wrapped around his body. He staggered a bit but managed to keep them standing by lowering one arm to clutch her thigh and bending his knees as bit to increase their stability.

"Oh God Lily." He must be in pervert daddies' nirvana right now. Lily's dress had dropped to her waist leaving her lower body exposed to his gaze. He had to be salivating as he watched her ass shake as she milked his cock with her grinding pussy, the blue of her dress contrasting so beautifully with her tanned skin.

He had to be enjoying her nether cheeks wiggle with nothing but that string obstructing his view. Could he see her mound only lightly covered by that black thong? She bet he wished she'd gone naked today so he could see past the wet fabric to her fat pussy lips, maybe even through to that enticing cavern within. She smiled when she felt him start to grind back through his sweat pants, his fingers digging into her thigh, making no effort to pretend that he wasn't trying to fuck his own daughter.

Just when she knew he was about to come in his pants, she lowered her legs and slowly stood up letting her dress fall back to her thighs. She turned to face him, trying to keep her face straight. "Thank you Daddy. You really helped me keep fit today."

"Baby-"

"I have to shower Daddy." She cut off his protest with a kiss him on the cheek then walked away to her room, leaving Nathan standing in the middle of the room with his cock on the verge of bursting from his pants, again. She would come back later to retrieve the camcorder she'd placed behind the couch cushion. Payback is a bitch.

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Nathan watched Lily's ass underneath that blue excuse of her dress as she walked away; that apple bottom that less than a second ago had been milking his cock, giving him pleasure. Why the hell was she playing with him? She had him so hard; his dick was still upright against his sweat pants. He needed to tell her to stop. He needed to remind her that they were father and daughter. You don't play these kinds of games with your father or you might end up actually forced to ride his cock and not just dry fucking.

Her door was half open so he simply just pushed it open. But she wasn't in the room but he could hear her movements in the bathroom they shared with Iris. The bathroom door wasn't closed. He shouldn't have taken a step further into the room but it was as if his feet had a mind of their own.

Lily's back was turned to him, her hands on the straps of her dress. He should make a sound, tell her he was at the door, but he didn't! He couldn't not, especially when she pushed those straps completely off her arms letting the dress slide to the floor. Fuck! She was beautiful. Even from behind she was just amazing. Nathan couldn't pull his eyes away from the sight of that supple back, tiny waist, those long legs and that luscious ass. His mouth went dry, his cock hard as he watched her step away from the dress and kick it to the side. What would feel like to touch that silky skin, trail a finger down her spine, turn her on as much as he was turning him on?

He hardly heard the shower door slide open. All he saw was his baby girl fingers slipping underneath the side strings of her black thong, pulling it down her legs, bending, bending, bending...was that a glimpse of her clean shaven pussy lips peaking from between her ass cheeks. She rose up too fast for him to confirm but it was enough for his fast growing cock. He should go. He should really go. Nathan slipped his hand underneath his sweats and started to stroke his cock.

Bathing had never been this erotic before.

The water sprayed against her supple flesh, soaking her, stroking her. He didn't even realize that he had pulled out his cock. If Lily turned right now she would find her Daddy standing at the door beating off as he watched her massage soap foam into her body. Her hands slipped over each part of her body, tracing circles around her breasts and pinching her nipples. He stroked his cock in time to the beat of her hands on her body. His baby was so beautiful.

He almost groaned aloud when he saw her soap her pussy; watched in shock when her hand slid further down. No she wouldn't! He could see her arm moving up and down. Spread your legs...spread your legs. He begged mentally. She did, bending just a little bit. Now he could see; see those long fingers slipping across her slippery pussy lips, strumming at that little nub. Then one slid inside that tight little cunny.

He should walk away. He should not be watching his daughter fuck herself.

"Daddy." Lily whispered. That jolted Nathan out of his haze for a minute thinking that she had seen him and he quickly ducked to the side of the door. But she didn't turn, instead her finger continued sawing in and out of her pussy. Was his daughter thinking of him as she pleasured himself? He must have heard wrong. "Fuck me Daddy."