The Club Ch. 01

When James woke Deni was already up, so he went into the kitchen to see her making coffee wearing a dressing gown and Ugg boots.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

"Oh yeah, but did you grope me during the night?" she asked with a smile.

"No," came his calm answer, "you must have slept on your hand and cut off the circulation, and then touched yourself up and thought it was someone else."

That made her laugh, to think he was so quick so early in the morning.

"Well now I'm disappointed, I was really hoping it was you," this stopped him in his tracks, but he recovered quickly,

"Well in that case, yeah it was me."

He stared at his daughter for her reaction, he was beginning to think there was more to this then mere banter and he felt a little thrill. And she moved closer to him, only a foot away, he could smell her woman scent and he was intoxicated. Deni looked up at her dad and he was sure he saw longing in her eyes.

"Then I'll make sure I'm awake tonight so I can enjoy you more fully," her mouth tried a smile, but her eyes were longing. James was positive now; she was asking for something more then cheeky banter.

"There's no time like the present," he said, no smile on his face now, it was replaced with a truly sincere expression of love and longing for his daughter.

He hoped she understood him. With her arms folded across her chest she moved about six inches closer, he decided all the moves right now were all hers. She still held his eyes and they were glistening with tears.

"I want to go slow," she whispered to her dad, "but I want you so bad, that's why I came to your room last night," she confessed, he couldn't believe his ears.

"When you told me mum had left I was wrapped, all I could think about was being with you. I know how bad your marriage has been, and what a bitch she was to you." Her tears began to fall down her face and his heart was nearly bursting out of his chest for her -- his own daughter.

"You loved me like no other dad. You were my best friend, defender -- especially against mum, my teachers and the girls at school. You always had time for me, no matter how petty my concern you listened, really listened. I think I finally acknowledged I had fallen in love with you two years ago when I was sixteen, remember?" he shook his head as his tears were falling now and his mind was racing as she poured out her heart to him, and his whole body was rejoicing and that surprised him no end.

She was looking at him with such adoration in her eyes, as she remembered the sweetest moment in her young life.

"One of the teachers at school was sexually harassing a number of us girls and when we complained to our parents, you were to only one who believed me. Mum and the other parents said we were being silly school girls, but not my dad, not my dad," and the memory brought a look of such pride and affection from his daughter for him that his breath was taken away.

"After I rang, you dropped everything and race to the school. We were all in the principal's office, parents, us six girls -- there were more girls but they were too frightened to tell, and the bastard and our principal who wanted to sweep it under the carpet. You burst into the Principal's office like my White Knight."

Her eyes were glowing now and she crossed the last six inches between them to lean sideways into her dad's well muscled body, and rested her head on his chest.

"You took a quick look around the room, saw the bastard, and in one swift movement, crossed the room and decked him. I've never felt so good in my life -- although I'm kinda hoping you can address that. In one act you shouted your unconditional support of me, your devoted love for me and you were more then prepared to lay everything on the line for me. Man I became so wet when you did that, and the other girls just loved you for it." She said with a sigh, "the police were called in because of you."

"He had form with young girls," he continued the story.

"You got there in fifteen minuets, when it should have taken you thirty and went through four red lights,"

"And I got four fines and nearly lost my license," he remembered.

"What a prick that Principal was." His anger was subsiding now after it had risen as he remembered.

"No dad I don't think she has a prick."

"Well I don't think she has a pussy either, she's such a cold bitch."

"She has a pussy," his daughter told his, "a few of us sneaked a look one day because we weren't sure either."

That made him smile as he imagined it.

"By the way, if you ever want to get me all worked up and really turned on, remind me of the Principal's office," she told him with a grin.

"You really got wet that day?" he asked feeling pride and delight.

"Yeah, that's how I know I had just fallen in love with you, even though you're my dad. And I'll tell you something else. That night I wanted to be alone in bed that night so I could relive what you did and finger myself as I did, it was the best orgasm I ever had."

James felt an incredible buzz as he imagined that.

Suddenly Deni broke away from her dad and looked at him with concern,

"You do feel the same about me don't you?" she asked imploringly.

"Of course," he said with force to allay her fear.

Relieved Deni's expression changed back to adoring her dad,

"Was there a moment for you like mine?" she asked expectantly.

"Yes. You were twelve and a half and you came home for the Christmas holidays," he began his story and Deni settled back into her dad's chest and waited to be turned on by his story.

"When I picked you up I could see that you were well along the way to developing into a beautiful woman. When we got home you began to express your own ideas on what clothing looked good and you, and you wanted a change."

"Yeah, but mum was having none of it, she wanted me to stay a little girl, so you took me shopping," she added.

"And I let you choose whatever you wanted from panties to jumpers."

"And I wanted your opinion, so I came out of the change room each time and you told me how good I looked in all my new cloths."

"Yeah, but you didn't come out in your new panties," he qualified.

"But I wanted you to see me in them," she said with a distant look on her face.

"So how did you know how you felt?" she wanted more details.

"Even then I thought you looked so hot, but knew I couldn't say so because you were so young and my daughter to boot. But I couldn't get you out of my mind and then I saw you in your new panties through your open bedroom door, I just came right there."

"Now," she said firmly and turned to look at her dad and put her arms around him, "we have to tell each other what we want from the other."

"Good idea, you go first," her dad told her as he returned her hug.

"Ok. I want you to always tell me you love me and want me," she began. "I want you to always look at me -- when we're out or have company look at me like an adoring dad, but when it's just us two, look at me like a dirty old man with wicked filthy thoughts. And when I say look at me I mean look at me, because I will be showing you. And if you don't mind, I would rather be the one touched then touching. So I want your hands on me as often as possible." She looked expectantly into her dad's eyes for his agreement.

"That's just about all I could have asked for," he began, "and I want you to tell me that you want and need me sexually."

"That's what I want to do," she said lovingly to him.

"I want you to show your self off to me, you know long peeks up you skirts at your panties and bending over," he continued.

"That's what I meant," she said pleased he wanted the same as her.

"And I want to do most of the touching, day or night; I don't want to be touched too much either."

"Oh how do you feel about the ass?" she asked with a questioning expression.

That question had never occurred to him.

"Well, I never thought about it before, I'm a real pussy man myself, I love to look and touch you know?" he told his beautiful daughter as he answered her truthfully, but a little surprised.

"Good," she said firmly, "I'm not into that.

"Good neither am I," he confirmed, "but I would like us to talk real dirty to each other when we're alone, you know just around the house." She smiled with delight,

"Oh, I would love that," she agreed enthusiastically, "I think I'll take a shower now," she announced and reached up and gave her dad a quick kiss on his mouth, the turning to go to the bathroom.

"Oh, one last thing," her dad called after her, she turned with a smile, "what about play acting, you know, can we pretend to be different character?," he hoped this was ok.

"Oooh yeah," she replied, "I've always wanted to that with you, like when I was little," smiled widely, turned and walked to the bathroom.

"Think I'll have a shower too," James called after her heading to his en suite and Deni just smiled back at her dad.

About 20 minuets, James emerged back in the kitchen, clean shaven, his hair washed and brushed, and smelling rather nice. His daughter came out 5 minuets later refreshed and wearing her tee-shirt and denim skirt from last night, her dad could see she had no bra on. Her nipples on her small breasts were pointing out proudly. Deni walked to her dad with a very sexy smile playing on her lips and said,

"How do I look dad?"

"Just magnificent," he replied wide eyed, "just the way I always remembered my little girl," he said with a wicked grin.

Deni picked up his meaning immediately; they were always on the same wavelength. So she replied in her best 'little girl' voice and the demure attitude to go with it.

"Ok," she said, "I'll be back in a sec."

Deni ran off to her room and returned about twenty seconds later with a little girl look to her bearing. "Do you still love me daddy, do you still love your little girl?" his little girl asked.

James was so turned on by his daughter he answered in full character, slowly like a dirty old man,

"Oh yes sweetie, daddy still loves you very, very much."

With a concerned look on her face now Deni replied,

"Good, because I have a problem daddy, can you help me?" and she walked up to stand very close to him, 'this was going to be good' he thought to himself.

"What can daddy do for his little girl, sweetie?"

She looked coyly at him and said quietly, "There's something wrong with my little panties, they feel funny. Can you look at them for your little girl?"

"Of course daddy can look at his little girl's panties for her, what else are good daddies for."

"Thanks daddy."

What was said, the words and how they were said were very important for both of them, and again they were on the same wavelength. James knelt down in front of his daughter and said,

"When did you begin to feel funny, sweetie?" "A little while ago," she looked into her dad's eyes in expectation.

"What were doing?"

"I was watching you daddy," she said innocently.

"What was daddy doing, sweetie?"

"You were getting dressed, daddy," again with all innocence.

"Did daddy have his clothes on, sweetie?"

"No daddy, you didn't," she said sweetly.

"Just lift your skirt for daddy sweetie, so I can look at your little panties."

"Ok daddy," Deni told her dad and raised her skirt high for him. Deni's panties were typical for little girls, white cotton printed panties; 'she has changed them for this' James thought to himself, 'what a loving daughter'.

"Daddy just needs to have a really long look at your panties ok sweetie?"

"Yes daddy." James ran one hand over the front of Deni's little girl panties and one over the back of them, Deni spread her legs, "is that better daddy, can you feel better now?"

"That's just what daddy needed sweetie, how do you feel?" His hands told him that her pussy was very closely shaved as he felt the front of her panties, and her bottom was firm and smooth.

"It feels nice daddy. Why didn't you rub me like this before?" she asked in a little girl's scolding voice.

"Daddy's sorry sweetie, but mummy was usually home and we can't tell her that daddy is helping his little girl, can we?"

He felt a little quiver go through his daughter at what he had just said and his hands continued to run over her lower tummy, pubic mound and butt. Then he moved his hand down her pubic mound and ran it slowly between her legs, gently feeling her folds through the rather thick material. Deni responded with a loud intake of air and said,

"Ooh daddy, that feels so nice," and she shook a little at the knees, so James suggested to his daughter, "Would you like to lie on the couch while daddy keeps looking at your panties?"

"Yes please daddy," and she let her skirt go and held his hand like all good little girls do and led her daddy to the couch. Deni grabbed a cushion and placed it on the couch sat in the corner, so she was propped up with the cushion under her bottom raised her hips off the couch. 'Smart girl', thought her proud and turned on dad. Deni's legs were slightly apart.

"Sweetie, daddy thinks the reason you feel funny is not your panties, but it may be inside them, so daddy has to see inside your panties now, ok sweetie."

"Yes daddy, but can you help me daddy because I'm feeling more funny?"

"Yes sweetie, I have a special massage and medicine to help you, ok?"

"Oh thank-you daddy, I need your special massage and medicine. What is your special massage daddy?" she asked sweetly and lovingly as he continued to run his hands over the front of her panties bidding his time, building the moment.

"Well, daddy will use his fingers and his tongue, ok?"

She gave a little girl giggle and as she did, Deni hooked a finger on her bottom teeth.

"Use your tongue, that sounds funny," she told her daddy.

"Yes it does, but it works really well. Now daddy has to pull your panties down, ok?"

Deni nodded and lifted her hips as her daddy pulled her panties down, and exposed the most beautiful sight he could ever remember, his daughter's pussy. Deni was clean shaved, and her pussy was very puffy and fleshy, with broad thick, yet taut lips; she was simply magnificent, and he unconsciously drew his breath in loudly. He stared at her for a few seconds before continuing to pull her panties past her knees and all the way off. Deni obligingly spread her legs wide and said,

"Am I pretty daddy?" finger hooked on her teeth.

"You are beautiful, sweetie, simply beautiful, daddy's breath is taken away," he told her in absolute honestly. James began to finger his daughter's pussy and said,

"This is the start of daddy's special massage, sweetie," and she began to groan as his fingers caressed her puffy pussy thick lips, she felt so good to his touch. He then slid his finger up and down her pussy slit between her lips and up to her clit, which he rubbed gently raising her groan to a higher level and her head tilted back. As Deni wallowed in her daddy's touch, feeling pure delight as his finger slide between her pussy lips and gently into her love tunnel. He continued to push deeper and deeper, all Deni could do was make little noises of appreciation and delight. James rotated his finger deep inside his daughter's pussy and he moved his head closer to her pussy and he began to lick her lips, working his way up and down as his finger rotated deep inside her.

Deni was panting hard and her little noises had become loud groans. Her daddy moved his attention with his tongue to her clit, as he licked it and flicked it slowly and then he built up the speed and pressure, his finger continuing to rotate deep inside her love tunnel. Deni was building to her climax, so her daddy opened his trousers with his free hand and pulled out his dick, which was now hard and hungering for his daughter's pussy. In one swift movement he withdrew his tongue and replaced his finger with his dick as he slowly pushed it between his daughter's pussy lips and into her love tunnel,

Deni let out a long, loud exhale of breath as her daddy's penetrating dick filled her like she never though she could be. Deni lifted her head forward and opened her eyes join her daddy in watching his dick slowly push in and pull out from between her thick, smooth pussy lips, as her climax neared it's peak.

"Oh daddy, I love your medicine, please let me have all of it, I need all of it."

After a few minuets later as both dad and daughter watched fascinated as he fucked her. James felt his climax rise and about to peak, so he prepared to withdraw, but her daughter stopped him with,

"I have to take your medicine too daddy," Deni said breathlessly with great effort.

He knew exactly what she meant, so he pumped a few more times and climaxed inside his daughter just after she started to scream in her climax. When they both finished James fell into his daughter's arms and lightly lay there as they both fought for air.

Slumber Party After they cleaned themselves up, they met again in the kitchen, and chatted together like an old couple while they had breakfast. They did the dishes together, chatting the whole while and then they retired to the couch they had occupied earlier. James sat in the corner of the couch with his left leg stretched out down the couch, while his daughter sat between his legs and lay back into him. James's arms where crossed on his daughter's chest and she held each of his hands. As usual, Deni was dressed wonderfully, at least James thought so. She was wearing a shirt and short hipster cotton skirt, with her ugg boots. They lay there for a few minuets chatting when Deni asked of her dad,

"Did you enjoy that earlier?"

"It was beyond my wildest fantasies," he said with a smile of remembered bliss.

Deni was holding his right hand with hers and moved it to between her legs which were already spread wide, and placed up her skirt and on to her thin sheer panties. James needed no more encouragement from his daughter, so he gently and slowly ran his fingers up and down the outside of her panties feeling her pussy through the sheer material. Deni felt comfortable, secure and oddly enough it felt natural, lying on her dad as he caressed her pussy, it felt so right, so good and she wanted her dad more then ever.

James was in love for the first time of his life with a young woman who wanted from him exactly what he wanted to give. Deni's right hand was still on her dad's as he caressed her pussy through her thin panties, and both of them enjoyed their hands together.

"Dad?" asked Deni after a very long silence between them, they had been enjoying just being together as they both had longed for.

"Yes love?" her dad replied.

"Can I invite my friends over for a sleepover; you know to catch up with each other?"

"Yeah sure, how many are we talking?" he asked thinking it was a strange request for an eighteen year old, but if that's what she wanted, it was fine.

"Five girls and me; the six of us from the Principal's office, we decided to catch up at someone's place," she told him.

"Six of you can't fit into your room," he replied.

"No, five in my room and me with you, I'll make up a bed on our bedroom floor to fool them, ok?"

"You've really thought this out haven't you?" he asked with a smile, proud of his daughter's intelligence, as he continued to caress her pussy through her thin panties with her hand on his.

"Yes, I have."

The following weak-end, James found himself surrounded by six young women, one of which was his beautiful Deni. The last week had been domestic bliss for them, although their coming together had only been the once as Deni had her cycle, they just loved each others company. James had shown that even during this time for Deni, he still wanted to hold her in the most intimate way, so that on the couch at night he still had one hand down her panties gently caressing his daughter's pussy and his other hand doing the same for her little breasts. Deni loved this non-intrusive touching, she just wanted her dad's hands on her at all times.