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Daddy's Girl (ShimapanMan & Princess_Ally)

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Princess_Ally

Super-Earth
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Jun 25, 2013
Amber stepped out of the bathroom, her dark auburn hair still dripping slightly from the shower, her slender body clad only in her short red silk robe which was clinging to her wet skin. Without a second thought she made her way into the kitchen, humming lightly to herself as she poured herself a cup of coffee. She didn't even really realize that this wasn't exactly the most appropriate way to look around her father. She was still so used to living with her mother though, that it hadn't really completely kicked in yet that she should change certain habits of hers, such as walking around the house nearly naked.

Setting her cup down, she went about to getting herself a container of yogurt out of the refrigerator, grabbing a spoon next and then sitting down at the bar. As she took her seat on the stool, her robe rode up a bit, revealing even more of her well toned, lightly tanned legs as her father walked into the room.
 
Isaac had been in the living room when he heard Amber come down. He had been living alone for most of Amber's life, her mom taking her when she was younger. He had been busy with his job, trying to keep himself occupied. He was an attractive man, fairly toned with deep blue eyes. He shared Amber's hair, albeit shorter. Even though he looked good, he was alone in his life. Now that his daughter had moved in with him to attend college, he had someone to live with.

He had gotten up to meet her in the kitchen, not expecting her to only be in her robe from her shower. "Hey, Amber." He said, looking at her and he revealed legs. She looked very good, her body had developed so well... It was almost like she had been teasing him, leaving her panties in the bathroom after a shower, walking around like this. It had been hard to contain himself even this long. He quickly took a seat across from her. "You like showing off to me, don't you?" He teased before shaking his head. "No, no, I'm kidding. How were classes today?" He asked, smiling over at her.
 
Amber squinted a bit, obviously a bit confused as her father spoke. What did he mean by that? She never intentionally tried to show off for him, this was just what she was used to. It was different when she lived with her mom, and she just didn't really realize that at times, she needed to tone it down when she was around him. He was family though, and she figured it didn't matter. After all, its not like he would ever be looking at her in a way he shouldn't, at least thats what she thought. "Ok.." she said, taking a sip of coffee as she tried to push her dad's strange behavior aside.

"It was just class, nothing special." she told him, which was her typical response. "Kinda boring actually." she added, twirling a strand of her dark, wet hair around a manicured finger. "What'd you do today?" she asked, tilting her head a bit as she stared up at him. Unconsciously, she shifted a bit on the stool, the action causing her robe to ride up even further.
 
Isaac was still dressed in his work clothes; he worked an office job, so he was in a pair of black slacks and a nice, blue button up. He leaned forward when she asked about his day, resting his head on his hand. "My day was boring too. All I do is simple stuff... Then again, I have been doing it for as long as you've been with your mother." He said, releasing a soft sigh. His eyes shifted down, looking at the even more revealed leg she showed. He was trying hard to hold himself back from making a move, but that was failing. He was getting hard, but luckily his crotch was hidden from her view.

He stood up and walked over to the fridge, pulling out a can of Dr. Pepper to get his own caffeine fix. As he returned to his seat, he sat his drink on the table before walking up behind her. He placed his hands on her shoulder before breathing in. "I'm glad you got to come stay with me. It's been so long, Amber. I really missed you..." He breathed in. "Mmm, is that your shampoo? It smells delicious." He commented, looking down at her. He moved his hands a little further down, to where here towel was pulled closed. He was still hardened, his length almost pushing up against her back.
 
She stared intently at her father as he spoke, nodding lightly in response. It was nice being here, and he was certainly less dramatic than her mother was. It seemed to be one problem after another with her, so it was a good change for her to finally be somewhere a little more stable and calm. And though it wasn't something she had admitted often, she had missed her father. At times, she'd wanted to resent him for not being there for her all those years, but she figured what really mattered then was that he was there for her now.

"I missed you too daddy." she said sweetly, smiling a bit as he placed his hands on her shoulders. "I guess." she said, giggling as he spoke. She didn't really pay much attention to his wandering hands, not really feeling as though she had a reason to think anything of it. Leaning her head back a little, she rested it against his chest, smiling as she tilted her head to look up at him.
 
Isaac smiled, feeling the pressure of her hear resting against him. He massaged little circles on her bare back, moving back up to her shoulders. He had soft-ish hands, given he did office work instead of hands on dirty work, but he still knew how to give a decent massage. "Your skin feels very nice, too." He complimented, moving his hand back down. He slowly, cautiously opened her towel, so he could begin massaging her lower back. His length was tenting in his slacks, a thick outline visible if she happened to turn around.

He was starting to get even more worked up, now that he had basically taken her towel apart. She was so young, almost just like her mother, but better. "Mmm..." He exclaimed, moving his hand even further, letting it rest just above her tight backside.
 
Amber sighed contently, closing her eyes as he began to rub her back, the actions incredibly relaxing and soothing. She had been stressed with school, and this was exactly what she needed. She blushed a bit as he complimented her skin, but she didn't really think much of it. She had no idea that this was anything other than a harmless back massage, and she was too caught up in how good it felt to even realize that he was undoing her towel as she sat before him.

It wasn't until his hands moved dangerously low that she started to feel a little uncomfortable. Her eyes fluttered back open, and she blushed as she realized that her c cup breasts were practically showing from where the towel had fallen. "Um.." she mumbled uncomfortably, pulling the towel up and trying to retighten it.
 
Isaac's eyes had traveled down, staring at her perfectly sized breasts. As she began to recover herself, he placed his hand to stop her. "No, it's okay. We're family, right? I am your father, after all. I did give you baths when you were younger." He said, moving his hand back down. He slowly made his way to her front, until his hands were right on her breasts. He squeezed them, a smirk on his face. "They feel as good as they look!" He whispered, kneading them together. He also used his hands to hold her in place in case she decided to move.

He leaned down and gently placed a kiss on her cheek. "You've grown up so much, Amber." He murmured into her ear, licking her earlobe slightly. He reached down and pulled the towel from her, moving his mouth down and kissing her neck.
 
"Its not okay.." she muttered sternly, unsuccessfully trying to push his hands away from her chest. It didn't make any sense to her. Was this really happening? It was almost too much to try and comprehend. He'd never shown that he wanted something like this, or at least not that she had noticed. She just couldn't figure out where this was all coming from.

"Daddy please." she said frantically, feeling a lot more panicked now. He would be able to see by the look on her face that she was getting scared as he firmly held her into place, his hands wandering to places they shouldn't be on his daughter's body. He sent uncomfortable chills down her body as she felt his tongue and lips against her skin, a quiet whimper leaving her lips as she struggled in his arms. "Get off!" she screamed, jamming her elbow back into his chest, hoping to temporarily stun him so she could get away.
 
He had gotten far too into it to just stop. Isaac's hand was traveling down her body, almost between her legs when her was knocked back by her elbow. "Nngh..." He groaned, taking a step back and bringing his hand to the spot she hit. He watched as she tried to hurry away, and ran after her. "Amber, come on, after leaving your cute panties out for me, walking around in nothing, you should have known you'd get me riled up. I've been so lonely without you or your mother." He said, finally catching up to her before wrapping his arms around her.

He lifted her thin frame up, this time his length actually pressing against her nude body. "Wont you help me unwind a bit?" He asked, breathing into her ear. He carried her towards his bed room, trying to ignore any fighting she was giving him.
 
Amber stumbled a bit as he stepped back, nearly tripping as she stood and tried to run from him. The towel fell, leaving her completely exposed to him as he caught up to her and grabbed her once more. "I didn't mean anything.." she insisted, tears filling her eyes as she clawed at his arms, trying anything and everything to escape his grip.

It was frustrating how easily he picked her up and carried her along, and she quickly found herself feeling weaker the more she struggled. "I don't..want to." she managed to say as she continued to try and push him off of her, letting out a sigh of defeat as she realized he was too strong. Finally, she just went limp in his arms, hoping that maybe it would make it harder for him to carry her along.
 
Isaac managed to carry the limp girl, his lovely daughter into his bedroom. He closed the door with his foot before bringing her over to his bed. "Well, then it's up to me to make you want to." He said, laying her down on his soft sheets. "Seeing how much you've grown up, how much your body has blossomed has got me all excited. You're so attractive, Amber." He commented, getting on his knees beside her. He grabbed both of her wrists and pulled them to rest above her head, holding them there.

"I hadn't thought about being attracted to my own daughter, but... I just can't hold myself back. Since you moved in I tried so much to prepare for it, but having a girl in the house is driving me crazy! I've been so aroused for days. I've been hiding it from you, but I can't keep it any longer!" He exclaimed, moving so his legs were on either side of her. He pressed his lips down onto her, enjoying the taste of her soft lips.
 
Amber tried to move away as he set her down on the bed, but he quickly had her pinned beneath him. Her body began to tremble with fear as he held her down, a look of pure fear on her face as she helplessly stared up at her father. She hoped that he would see the hurt and betrayal in her eyes, and maybe that would make him rethink what he was doing. After all, he was the person that was supposed to be there for her and protect her, but now, he was doing this.

"Daddy no.." she said quietly, shaking her head as a few tears dripped onto her cheeks. "You can't, please." she begged, the helplessness clear in her voice. How far did he plan on going? Her body stiffened as he pressed her lips to hers, and without giving it a second thought, she bit down on his lip, jerking her head away from him as she began to squirm beneath him.
 
Isaac groaned when she bit him, a bit of blood coming from his lower lip. He didn't care, he wanted it, and he was willing to force her. He was slightly annoyed at her fighting. He leaned up and placed a stern smack on her cheek. "Don't bite back. A proper little girl doesn't fight back." He informed, gripping her jaw. "Now, kiss me back." He said, looking into her eyes before kissing her again. He pulled back and scooted off of her, placing his hand on her thigh. Teasingly slowly he moved it up, letting it rest right on the outside of her nude slit.

"Mmm, I want to make you wet, Amber. I want you to be begging for me. I know it might not happen tonight, but soon." He whispered, pressing his finger up against her clit. He used his other hand to unbutton and unzip his slacks, letting his boxer-covered length finally be freed. The thin boxers barely held back his raging erection, now standing tall in front of her.
 
A whimper of pain left her lips as he smacked her, something he had never done before. She immediately went still, her small body shaking lightly as she fearfully stared up at him. She didn't obey his orders and kiss him back when he pressed his lips back to hers, but she didn't pull away or bite him this time, scared that he would hit her again, and she knew that in a moment like this, angering him wouldn't be a good idea considering he had all the control.

She felt a bit of relief as he pulled back, but then suddenly felt even worse as she realized what he was doing. "No.." she begged, desperately trying to close her legs, but he had already wedged himself between them. She struggled once more as his hand made it's way to her smooth pussy, inhaling sharply as he touched her. She felt herself growing more and more panicked as he began to undo his own clothing, her mind shouting at her to do something to stop it, though she didn't know how. "I don't want it.." she pleaded, though she knew at this rate he wasn't going to stop.
 
Isaac's length had a ball of pre-cum on the tip, wanting her to lick it off. However, he knew she still had a long was to go. "Mmm, Amber, give in to daddy. Don't fight me or I'll be forced to punish you. Do you want to be spanked?" He asked, moving his finger against her clit. "You gave me this, don't you want to help me get rid of it?" He asked, taking her hand and wrapping her thin fingers around his cock. Even that small bit of touch made him moan.

He moved his finger against her clit a bit more before moving that hand up to her breasts. "God, your breasts developed so well! They're the perfect size. It's almost like you were molded perfectly for me..." He said, leaning down and licking one of her nipples. He blew air across it, trying to make it perky. He gently squeezed the other side, trying to get her to moan.
 
"No.." she mumbled, which was true. She didn't want to be spanked, but she certainly didn't want this either. She was torn on what to do. Even if she did fight, it wouldn't help her. He was stronger and overpowered her, and would only get angry if she tried to struggle, but at the same time, she didn't want to simply give in to him and go down without a fight.

She glared at her father with a hate filled expression as he carelessly groped her body, resisting the urge to smack him as he leaned down and began to lick her sensitive nipples. She whimpered as he pinched her, shifting uncomfortably beneath him. More than anything, she just wanted it all to stop. A part of her wished he would hurry and get it all over with, but then again, who knew what would happen once he was done with her.
 
Isaac was starting to get a bit impatient with how she was just sitting there, doing nothing. She wasn't responding to his touch, she wasn't angrily striking back... He was there aroused, his cock now in her hand, and she was doing nothing! He sat up from her and looked into her eyes again. This time, his lust was apparent. "Amber, start stroking me, or you will be spanked!" He said, the look in his eyes reassuring her about his seriousness.

He placed his hand once more at her slit, rubbing it once more. He targeted her clit at first, before moving his finger to gently probe inside of her. His other hand went to her breasts, pinching one of her nipples before moving to the other. His length was throbbing in her hand.
 
She felt disgusted with herself, but else was she supposed to do? Hesitantly, she took her fathers order, slowly moving her hand on his cock, though she didn't put very much effort into it. She shifted uncomfortable beneath him as he slid his fingers inside her tight hole, whimpering as he continued to touch and grope the various parts of her body.

"I can't.." she whispered, sounding defeated as she pulled her hand from his cock, using both of her hands now to try and push his away from her pussy, wanting more than anything for him to stop touching her.
 
Isaac moaned, feeling her small hand making a jerking motion on him. "That's a good girl..." He whispered, moving his finger in and out of her. He was happy to have her playing along, until she said she couldn't. "What?" He asked, letting her push his hand away. This annoyed him. "Amber, now I have to punish you..." He said, crawling off of her. He sat so his legs were off the bed before pulling her to lay across his lap.

"I hope you enjoy this!" He said, bringing his dominant hand down on her ass. The slapping sound it made was satisfying, his length twitching under her. He did it a few more times, hard enough to leave red marks before tossing her back on to the bed. He crawled after her and held her down, moving to where he was between her legs. He took one hand and began to press his tip against her slit, teasing her a bit.
 
"No daddy, please." she begged, obviously frightened as he roughly positioned her over his lap. She cried out in pain as he spanked her, something he'd never done before. "Please..I'm sorry." she begged as she cried, her skin stinging more and more with each slap.

She let out a defeated whimper as he pushed her onto her stomach, squirming and fighting as she realized what he was about to do. "No.." she begged, her body stiffening as she felt the tip of his cock pressed against her bare pussy. "I'll do anything..just not this." she pleaded as she unsuccessfully tried to move beneath him.
 
Isaac was almost to his breaking point. "Anything but this?" He asked, repeating her. He was holding her down still, his tip just pressed against her. He moved his hand from her back to her ass, giving her tight cheeks a squeeze. "Well, I'll give you one more option. I'm going with you to your room, and I want you to get a cute pair of undies." He said, crawling off of her.

"I want you to let me grind against you, and I'm going to cum in your panties. And you... You are going to wear them to school tomorrow." He said, smirking. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up, holding her hand as they walked to her room. "But, you're still going to have to warm up to me. I want you to be mine." He said. "If you try to make me cum somewhere else, if you try to change panties... I'll know. You'll be punished!"
 
Amber let out a sigh of relief as her father climbed off of her, cautiously sitting up, but trying to keep her distance from him as she did so, just in case. Her eyes narrowed as he spoke, and he would be able to tell by the look on her face that she was disgusted with him, but still, it was better than the other alternative. "Ok.." she said quietly.

She remained silent as he led her to her room, trying not to cry again. Once they got in, she jerked her hand away from him and crawled onto her bed, curling up in a little ball as she turned so that she didn't have to face him. "Just get it over with." she whispered.
 
Isaac was getting even more excited with each step. He had already came this far, he needed to finish. Show her he wasn't afraid, make her feel like she had to do everything he said. When she curled up on her bed, he stayed back from the bed. "I want you to pick out the panties. I want you to be nice and comfortable in them tomorrow." He said, smirking.

He waited for her to move to get on the bed, going ahead and removing his shirt. He had a nice upper body, toned from the exercise he did every other day. He waited for her, sitting on the edge of her bed with his length standing tall. When she came back, he patted the bed. "Now, get up here and get on your knees. I want to get a nice look at them."
 
She said nothing, brushing past him rather rudely as she walked over to her dresser. Digging around in her drawer for a moment, she finally pulled out a pair of white and pink striped panties with pink lace around the edge. They were simple, but cute and comfortable. With a sigh, she put them on, then slowly made her way back over to her bed.

There was a glare on her face as she crawled back up, her cheeks flushing as she got onto her hands and knees. It felt degrading, having to sit there like an animal on display as her father gawked at her, but she knew that she didn't really have much else of a choice.
 
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