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A father and his lovely daughter [Osirin and Kandy]

Osirin

Super-Earth
Joined
Mar 9, 2010
The minutes seemed to drag by as James eyed the picture on the stand beside his lazy-boy chair. It was a picture from a few years back of him, his lovely daughter and his now ex-wife. The picture brought a slight smile to him before fading away, remembering the reality of things. She was gone and it was just him and his daughter now. He sipped at the beer in his hand, leaning his head back against his chair with a slight sigh. It had been over two years since his wife had left them and over that time his daughter had grown and developed from a little girl into a beautiful young lady. She had curves and a body that any man would die for. The only unfortunate thing for him was the remarkable resemblance she held towards her mother. They were nearly mirror images of each other.

Lately the relationship between him and his daughter had grown more.. Strained. He loved his daughter to death and they remained as close as a man could to a teenage girl but her resemblance to her mother made their bond troubled. Her body was everything he could dream of and many moments had passed over the last few months where he had caught glances of her that had sent his mind and body reeling. Peaks after the shower when she was toweling off, catching hints of her panties when she bent over in a short skirt and even just the sight of her cleavage or smooth thighs was enough to get him worked up. He wasn't proud of the thought but, the more he sat and drank, the more the thought of him and her began to add up. She was his daughter but, in the end, he was the provider here.. So what if he requested a little bit more from her then most parents would? He shook the thought out of his head, letting out a little chuckle as he eyed the thought, taking another gulp of his beer, "Hmmm.. She should be home soon." He let out a small sigh, massaging his temples for a moment. The weekend was beginning and with the slight numbness of alcohol pooling over him, he knew it would be an interesting one indeed.
 
(Miss Read the time.... XD....Must say I like the idea of adding in some scenes of: bestiality, public humiliation, Fucking strangers and Friend(s) of the Father. The kinkier the better. ^///^ I'm looking forward to this role play. BTW)

Kelli, a slender blond with all the curves in the right places and a huge rack, had no idea the ordeal she was about to get in when she walked through the front door of the house. She had been able to get over the fact that her mother was gone, and Kelli thought it was for the best. After all, her mother hadn't been loyal to her father. She was happy to be home away from all the gawking guys and playful perverts. Letting out a huge sigh as the door closed behind her lean form, Kelli kickd off her shoes and let her bag hit the floor at the front door. "Daddy, I'm home!" She called out sweetly to her old man. As she headed from the foyer to the living room area of the house. Like always, there set her father in his lazy-boy chair with the television on and beer in his hand. "And how was your day?" Kelli asked as she walked oved and parked it on the couch next to him.

Kelli seemed happy, which for the most part was true, she was a very popular girl and all the guys wanted her since hormones had seeped into their systems. Now her days were filled with guy after horny guy asking her out. She felt compelled to spend hours in front of the mirror and dolling herself up. Although she was naturally beautiful, Kelli had been told many times that make up was only a plus to her looks. So she enjoyed her time at home, alone with her father. It had mean sh didn't have to put on the make up and dress in designer pants for a change. She could relax and be herself. Little did she know that soon she'd be wanting the issues of school. But then again, the life lesson she is about to learn isn't something anyone expects to have happen to them. As she set there, Kellie waited for her father to tell her about his day.
 
James snapped out of his reverie when Kelli walked into the room, his attention turning from his day dreams to his daughter and her attractive form moving up behind him. He gave her a smile, his sapphire eyes doing the quick once over that had become normal for him. He let his eyes linger on the lovely rack that his daughter had, her wonderful breasts gracing his mind. He fought back the thoughts that came from the sight for the time being, the alcohol making it much more difficult to resist the temptation at the moment. "In due time.." He felt his mind whispering, knowing full well that eventually the alcohol would have the upper hand. He stretched slightly and sat the beer down on the table beside him, "My day went fairly well. Work was rather uneventful so now it's onto a fun weekend with the two of us." He said with a chuckle, giving her a wink, "And how was your day?" He ran his fingers through the wild blond curls of his hair. His daughter had gotten his hair color, one of the few traits she shared with him instead of her mother. It was one of the few things he saw in her that didn't scream of his ex wife.

He let his eyes wander back towards hers, pretending to be immersed in the coming words while his mind turned in another direction. He planned it all out in his head one step at a time.. She always retreated to her room after their normal exchange, the small talk about their days before she went to change into something more comfortable.. Then it was on to dinner and potentially her inviting a friend over.. He knew full well he could catch her off guard.. All he needed was the proper motivation and.. He shook his head, fighting off the thoughts for the moment. He could feel a faint arousal growing within him, knowing that the thoughts pouring through the darker side of his mind were thoughts that were immoral in more ways then he could count. But, though he hated to admit it, the thought of feeling the sexy curves of his daughters body and taking her for his own were more then enough to bring himself to a conclusion. This would be the weekend he got what he wanted.
 
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