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Daddys Little girl <Me and Alpha>

SlyNuwasha

Super-Earth
Joined
May 3, 2011
Location
Maryland. Hell
Fred sat there on the couch relaxing later in the evening after a hard day at work. The man lost in the television show he was watching on the TV set before him. He sighed a little, the man in his late thirty's. A heavyset man , he was tired of life. The working hard every day and coming home to a wife who didn't love him anymore was getting old. He wasn't in bad shape. No he worked hard all day and even if he had thick middle he often got a smile from a woman, or a sly wink from the lady at the deli.The only light in his life was his little angel who was asleep or at least so he thought. He sighed a lifted a heavy hand and rubbed it threw his thinning hair.

He looked left then right and stretched out in the white A frame and cotton boxer's. His robe was open and loose as he relaxed and sipped off his beer. This time of night was the only time he got any peace to himself. He loved his wife, and tried always do right by her. But she harped worse then some those wives off the comedy show's his children liked to watch. And he'd miss the kids, even if his angel was his life. Her two brother's were as much a part his life as she. Thou he did love his daddies little girl the best.
 
Katie tossed and turned in bed, waking with a start. Her heart beating quickly, like a little hummingbirds wings, a light sheen of sweat coated her young body, her mouth was dry and she was scared. She wanted to call out for her Daddy but she couldn't find her voice. She couldn't find the nerve to move, she was frozen. She listened real hard and when the beating of her heart finally subsided, she was able to hear the light drone of the television and her Father's deep laugh. The covers had already been kicked off her during that nightmarish sleep, she sat up, her nightgown stuck to the flesh of her back, those long blond tresses matted to the sides of her face and plastered to her neck were pushed back with a quick slide of her hand.

She'd scoot to the side of the bed, feet dangle, breath coming slightly slower now as she eases herself down, bare-feet touching the soft carpeting of her bedroom. She moved quickly to her door, tripping over the backpack that was left where she dropped it once she got home from school, homework was all but forgotten for the thirteen-year-old. It was always that way on a Friday. Then come Sunday, she was a fretful little mess as she scurried around trying to get it all done, read chapters and study for her big History test on Monday. She caught herself, hand reaching out for the desk she knew was there in the shadowy darkness. A moment later she was out her door and moving slowly down the stairs.

She took the last step and moved into the living room where she knew her Daddy would be, watching the big screen television he worked hard to buy for them all to enjoy. He was laying there, enjoying his evening beer and didn't hear his baby-girl come in. She stood at the end of the sofa. "Daddy..?" she said softly. A moment went by and she reached out to touch his arm. "Daddy, I had a bad dream. Can I sit with you for a while, please?" she asked him quietly. Her pink nightgown showed signs of her sweaty sleep, small bands of soaked material seemed darker to him as he looked over his daughter.
 
Fred Looked laughed hard at the television set as the show depicted some act of family life. It was after all family guy, mm why couldn't he be married to Lois. She was hot and still fun. well least for a cartoon character.. He was thinking how hot a cartoon character was. A heavy slap heard as his heavy hand slapped against his forehead. Man his life with his wife must be getting really bad if he was setting here, getting aroused and wanting some kind of cartoon character who wasn't even in one those adult kiddo shows he found his son watching. That boy sure didn't take after him, at that age he had been out chasing tail, not watching some kind tails chase a girl!.

He took another slow deep drink of the beer and then placed it down as he heard something. The man looked up at the touch to his arm.The Man looked up and over at her with a wide smile as he pulled her down and into the side him. He should most likely cover up, but she had found him alittle over half way into a six pack. To much beer, its what was causing his middle to thicken slowly with age. He would pull her tight to his side and rub his hand up and down over her back very gently. the Man leaned and pressed a soft kiss on top her brow. His mustache would tickle hr hair.

" Yes. you can sit with me for a little while my little girl" he said with a wider smile as he leaned to kiss her forhead again. and stretched out now a he thought. the man turned looking back to the tv and its soft warm glow to his mind as he tried sooth his child.
 
She felt relieved when her daddy finally noticed her; felt happy when he reached up and pulled her down to him, making room on the sofa for her to lay next to his reclining form. The motions of her slinking downward, wriggling against him to get comfortable, the front of her pressed to him, would cause that nightgown to ride up those creamy thighs, exposing her tender flesh, though at that angle her Daddy couldn't see it. She would laugh as that mustache tickled her, eyes closing a moment as she breathed in deeply, smelling the alcohol on his breath. "Daddy, can I have a sip? I am so thirsty." she asked him softly before those eyes opened back up, small hand reaching up to take the bottle as she knew he would allow her a few sips like always.

He watched her; She lifted that small body up on an elbow, felt his big thick hand pressing into her lower back, keeping her from falling off the couch. Those pink and slightly puffy lips curled around the bottles opening, head slightly tilted along with the bottle as she took a long pull of the foul tasting liquid, swallowing, taking another before he would take the bottle from her laughing softly. The taste didn't bother her much, she was after the 'weird' feeling it would give her, the warmth she felt down in her belly and lower. She nuzzled into the man's neck and then gave him a kiss on the cheek, following with one to his lips, her own were warm and damp with the mixture of her saliva and the beer. She heard something funny coming from the television and did her best to wriggle around so that she could see the screen.

She ended up in a rather precarious position; that small rounded ass, covered in pink cotton panties, pressed into her Fathers groin, would wiggle more as she moved about, grunting with the effort to make herself more comfortable. "Daddy, don't let me fall.." she cooed to him over her shoulder as she pulled his meaty arm across her waist, drawing it up and snuggling it to her meager chest, his fingers would splay out, touching the edges of budding tit-flesh and her nightgown, well, it was scrunched up around her waist, tucked firmly under the weight of his arm.
 
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