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Daddy’s Little Princess Part 1, by Jezebel Rose

George felt his rock hard cock in his hands. Holding onto himself, he stroked slowly while staring at his computer scene. His heart beat fast and his adrenaline rose. Sweat trickled down his face as he saw his barely legal blonde daughter undress in the bathroom.

Squinting his eyes, George leaned forward and wiped a bit of dust off the screen. He wanted to see everything. His young daughter, now home from school for the summer, had taken up in her old room. George couldn’t wait until his daughter was home, so he installed a multitude of devices in the small house that would assist him in getting the pictures and videos he wanted.

Karen, an innocent virgin whom was just barely of age, undressed in the bathroom with the door closed. She looked at herself in the mirror. Loving her curly blonde hair, she spent several minutes examining her face and hair before unclasping her bra.

George used his finger to slowly move the camera, zooming in to his daughter’s bare breasts as her white sports bra fell to the floor. He saw the beads of sweat on her body from his daughter’s run that she had just finished.

“God, you have the most perfect nipples,” George said to himself as he gripped his dick and stared at his daughter. Even though they were a bit smaller than her mother, a D cup was plenty enough to keep George hard. Precum started to drip out the tip of his cock as his hand stroked up and down the length of himself.

Karen pulled down her panties as she turned away from the camera. She was face down, ass up. Without knowing that her very own father was masturbating to her at that very moment, Karen continued and dropped her pink frilled panties to the floor. The fall air was chilly, bringing Karen’s small pink nipples hard.

George clicked the second tab on his computer screen. Another window came up – the camera that he had installed in the shower. It was perfectly hidden as was the others. His cock was throbbing hard as he stared at his daughter, turning on the shower and stepping in. “Fuck,” George said, tugging on his dick. Despite a girthy cock with tight veins and a hard tip, George was blessed with average length. His fingers felt his sack as he jerked on his dick.

Karen washed herself as her father masturbated faster and faster. She spread her bare cunt and cleaned herself. Her breasts flopped around as the silky soap moved smoothly over her toned body.

George felt beads of sweat forming on his forehead while his hand went faster, pulling on his cock and twisting on the tip. Groaning in pleasure, he stared at his beautiful daughter’s little pink slit. It wasn’t hairy like her mother’s – it was entirely bare from what he could see.

“Grrr,” George groaned again as his cock throbbed hard, starting to cum – hard. “Jesus, I want to fuck you,” he whispered at the screen while his dick exploded in his hands. Leaning in, he watched his daughter step out of the shower and dry off. Her hands went over her breasts, between her legs and ass.

“Fuck, fuck,” George repeated as he came, leaning back in his chair, watching Karen wrap herself in a white shower gown. Cleaning off the cum with a few tissues, he then stood up and zipped his pants. He wiped away the sweat from his forehead, taking a deep breath as he felt his adrenaline start to lower.

Opening the door from his bedroom to the hallway, he noticed his daughter just coming around the corner out of the shower then crossing over into her bedroom. She smiled at her father, “Hey, Daddy,” she said as she passed. The door closed behind her.

George, Daddy, Father, Old Man, or even Old Fart were all names for him, but he liked Daddy the most, and he was certain knew it. Every time his daughter came around, it was Daddy this and Daddy that. It wasn’t until Karen was angry that she called her father an old fart, but it had been many years.

Karen came out of her bedroom in a translucent white dress with a purple satin dress underneath. She had been preparing for the school party for most of the day. Looking cute as a button, she went into the living room and waited, glancing at the time on the way in.

“Hey, Daddy,” Karen said, seeing her father walk into the room. He was a handsome man, and she had even masturbated to him in her head while she was in her bedroom. She loved to sexualize him in her mind, thinking about her small body pulled against his few pounds plus athletic frame.

“So, are you ready for the dance, or party, or whatever it is tonight?” Father said as he walked into the living room. He sat across from his daughter in a leather recliner. “You know I rented that dress for you. I’m still thinking about the favor that you can do for me.”

“Sorry about the money, Daddy. I know it was expensive to rent. There has to be something I can do for you to pay you back,” Karen said with a sigh. She had been having trouble finding her first job. Without experience in a small town meant everyone knew each other – so no employee would hire her.

Karen’s father had been convicted of a multitude of crimes from robbery at gunpoint to trafficking heroin. Fortunately, he had connections in the state that kept him out of jail. The worst part was, everyone knew her father, and thought her daughter would do the same.

“Maybe I can give you a massage or something later?” Karen said, smiling at her father. She knew her father liked the red hot lipstick, and so she put it on, just for him. Part of her knew it was wrong to lust after her father like that, but she couldn’t help it. He was an attractive older man that she had only seen the cock of once. It was engrained in her mind – the centric part of every masturbation session. Nearly every moment around her father the air was saturated with a thick layer of sexual tension.

“Perhaps,” father said, kicking up the chair into a relaxed position. “What time is your date coming?”

“Like ten minutes or so,” Karen said softly after pulling out her phone. Her fingers started to fly across the screen, typing to her friends. Trying not to give away a little smile, Karen spread her delicate legs apart and pulled up her dress. She pretended to adjust herself into a more comfortable position, but in all reality, her panties were in clear view of her daddy.

George immediately noticed his daughter’s little pussy, just under her white panties. He could see the thin line of her pink cunt waiting to be used. Taking a deep breath, George adjusted himself as well, flipping his cock up under his belt. He was growing hard seeing his daughter all dressed up, accidentally showing off her panties and the dress that pushed her relatively large breasts into the perfect position.

Karen noticed her father’s hard cock under his belt. The tip was out, above the belt now. She tried to look away, but she desperately wanted to feel him. “Dad?” Karen said under her breath. She spread her legs just a bit wider so that her father could see her panties from a different position. “I can see your penis…” her voice trailed off as she stared intently at the tip of his dick.

George quickly began to adjust himself. “Holy shit, that’s my fault,” he began. Out of the corner of his eye he saw his daughter approaching. Like an angel, she leaned over the side of his chair and gently put her hand over the tip, feeling it with her hand for the first time.

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