Behind the Basement Door (Skye & Reipuru)

[Skye Pilot]

Micah had lost his wife years ago, when their only daughter was still too young to remember it. Since then, he had been a single father, raising his daughter all on her own. Sure, he did have the occasional girlfriend for a few months, or a one night fling, but none of them seemed to last for very long at all. As the years went by though, his eyes started to turn from other women, catching glimpses of his daughter. Seeing her grow up, and watching her develop stirred something deep inside of him. At night when he walked past her door and it was open a crack, he would peek in just to catch a glimpse of something... anything at all. Even when she was in the shower, Micah had the urge to 'accidently' walk in on her, though he never did. Going to the pool or to the beach with her became absolute torture for him. Of course, Micah did the best to hide his curious gazes, but he knew she had caught him on more than one occasion.

Part of him did know what he wanted was wrong, forbidden even. But the feelings he had developed for his young daughter screamed out over any part of his do-good conscious. Finally, it had all become too much. One morning, after she had left the house dressed up in her school uniform, Micah just couldn't handle it anymore. All day, he planned out exactly what he would do to her that evening when she got home. Soon, she would be his, after so much waiting. And that night, she would find out exactly what he kept behind that locked door in the basement...

That afternoon, Micah went out to their pool, reclining down in a chair. He placed his iced tea in the cup holder, and the days newspaper on the table next to him. The light, warm breeze moved through his short black hair, not moving it around much at all. For being 34, he still tried to stay in shape, and it showed. His strong, toned arms laid on the rests of the chair as he basked in the sun. A loose, unbuttoned white shirt fluttered at his sides, exposing his tanned and slightly muscular chest. A matching pair of long white and baggy short pants covered his upper legs. Silver sunglasses hid his closed eyes, as his ears just waited in eager anticipation to hear her come home from school for the day.

 

[Reipuru]

Katie came home, walking over to their pool with her school bag still on her bag. Wearing a pink t-shirt with denim shorts. The shorts ripped a bit and stopping mid-thigh and her shirt short enough that her midriff showed frequently, her smooth tanned tummy and belly button. She had light blonde hair down to her back and blue eyes. She wore glasses, but tried to keep them stylish, not exactly in the in-crowd she mostly just cared about what she had going for her. She was a good kid, keeping her father happy she did well in school. Her 8th grade year having just started two weeks ago the hot August air stuck to her skin, sweating and moist she came up behind her dad. "Hey Daddy." She says cheerfully, hugging him from behind.

"I'm glad we've got all this administrative crap done, all these forms and fees." She stands up straight and stretches, arching her back her stomach is exposed. "I'm gonna go inside and cool off. Is there anymore ice tea?"

 

[Skye Pilot]

Micah had almost fallen asleep when Katie had came out through the back door. He nearly jumped hearing her footsteps. A quick rush of pent up anticipation flowed through his body as she stepped up behind them. He felt a little blush on his cheeks with his sudden increased pulse, but it quickly settled back down again. With her arms hugging him from behind, Micah lowered his head, kissing the back of her hand. Knowing she couldn't see, he licked his lips with the sweet taste of her skin, mixed in with the light saltiness of her sweat. The flavor was simply delicious, and he couldn't wait to taste all over her young little body. "Hey, Katie," he replied happily.

With Katie stretching after such a long day, Micah leaned his head back, looking up and behind himself, eyes hidden by his sunglasses. He was able to catch a glimpse of Katie's slender tummy, only adding to his desire. Sitting up as she finished her stretch, he took a sip of his iced tea. "Yeah, I'm glad we finally are through all of that too. But Private Schools are better than the public ones... you never know what kind of creeps there may be there," He re-assured her. "There is a pitcher of tea in the fridge," he said, standing up with hos own near empty glass. "I think I need a refill, and I need out of this sun, too," Micah stood up, starting to follow Katie back inside, taking her backside in with his hungry eyes.

 

[Reipuru]

Her hips shifted from side to side as she walked. She wasn't a very curvy girl, but obviously mature at 13. She had the physique of a gymnast rather than a cheerleader. Slim shoulders, smallish breasts, and a curvy albeit toned ass and hips, her pert rear end pushing against the denim fabric. She walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass and pouring herself some ice tea. She put the pitcher back on the counter, having heard her dad and leaving it so he could get a refill. "I got extra credit in science today, we had a lab about air pressure that I did well on." She mentions while sipping her tea, making idle talk about the day.

She leans her back against the counter, watching her father. They hadn't made any plans for the evening, but she hadn't made any plans with friends either, since it's so hot out she's been relaxing at home after school.

 

[Skye Pilot]

Micah went into the kitchen, not to many steps behind Katie. Seeing her cute little ass sway ever so lightly behind the fabric only worked to put a slight bulge in the front of his pants, his long craving building. Taking in a breath, he placed his iced glass next to his neck, cooling himself off, if only a little. Once Katie was finished pouring himself a glass, he filled his own up again, taking a long sip. The cool, brisk liquid felt so good going down, cooling his hot body off from the inside. A slight dribble of sweat flowed down his cheek, listening about her lab. "That sounds great, Katie," He said proudly. "I hope you keep that up!" Micah winked to Katie across from her, leaning up against the sink.

"You know..." He started, taking a final sip of his tea before setting it on the counter. "I think you deserve a special treat for doing so well in school today," Micah smiled to her tenderly, a mischievous look in his eyes. Taking the couple of steps up to her, Micah held her hips, and lifted her up, setting her down on the counter, just like he had many times when Katie was a little girl. Even sitting there, Micah was still taller than her, even if just barely. Usually when he had set her down like that when she was young, she would get a cookie, or a popsicle, some sort of treat. But that wasn't what was on todays menu.

Instead, Micah stood in front of her, inching himself closer and closer, his warm, slightly sweaty hands placed on her knees. Moving his hands up along her thighs, they stopped at her hips, fingers just under the bottom of her pink shirt, feeling her warm skin. Looking softly into her eyes, and without a word, he leaned forward, kissing her softly on the lips. Micah had kissed her on the lips before, usually as a goodnight, but this lingered past that. Soon enough, his tongue moved forward, starting to part her pink lips, wanting to explore even deeper.

 

[Reipuru]

Kate pulls away, her face red. "Daddy! What are you doing.... that feels... weird." She struggles to find the right words, she knew it was wrong but she loved her father dearly. "You aren't supposed to do things like that with your daughter." she felt hot and anxious, she was nervous she'd make her father angry. "But, maybe we could see a movie? Or something?" She starts suggesting alternatives, hoping it wouldn't go beyond that. She still sat on the counter, her legs dangling above the floor, her father looming over her.

 

[Skye Pilot]

Micah smirked happily, licking his lips quickly. He could taste her lip gloss, even though he wasn't sure what flavor it was. Something fruity at least, even if he couldn't guess it. He kept his lusty eyes on her flustered face, hearing her stumble through her words, trying to find something to say. "Mmm... well, I think it feels... wonderful," he said happily, gripping her sides a little tighter. "You are my daughter though, Katie, and I can do whatever I want..." Micah continued, an odd tone in his voice now. Not angry, not stern... almost crazed. "I've wanted you know for such a long time... so very long... and you will be mine...like it or not..." Micahs breathing was already heavier, his pulse quickening as he spoke. The bulge in the front of his pants stuck out clearly to her, as he stood in front of her yet.

"If you don't do what I want you to do Katie, I'm just going to have to punish you, like the little girl you are... got that?" He asked, looking deeply into her eyes, awaiting her response. "If you still need to learn a lesson or two, I'll make sure you do," One of his hands raised up, giving her cheek a quick slap, enough to sting her skin, enough to act as a warning. "Now that we have that clear, take off your shirt, Katie," Micah ordered fingers kneading at her hips in anticipation.

 

[Reipuru]

"Ok Dad.." She drops her usual moniker for him as "Daddy" in rigid frightfulness. She slowly reaches down and grips the lower hem of her tank-top, sliding it up slowly. Her tan stomach was fully visible in the pale white light of the kitchen. She was wearing a pink lacy bra she's had since she was 13, a modest 34 B. She crossed her arms across her small breasts and leaned forward, trying to cover herself, her smooth back exposed to her father. She could feel the tight sensation in her waist from her father's firm grip on her body. "Please don't punish me Dad, I'm being good....." Her voice trailed off, the whole situation confusing.

 

[Skye Pilot]

Micah watched her pull of the thin pink shirt, revealing the lacy bra underneath. "Yes, you are being a good little girl," He praised happily. "So far..." the last words hidden under his breath. He wiggled closer in between her parted legs, as he stood in front of his daughter, giving a soft grind forward. But, when she crossed her arms in front of herself, trying to hide her breasts from him, Micah frowned. Reaching up, he grabbed her thin wrists, holding them down along her sides. "No hiding," he teased, making Kate sit on her hands.

His right hand trailed up along her left side, the heat from her tanned flesh wonderful to the touch. Without hesitation, his hand moved onto her pink bra, giving her breast a nice firm squeeze, almost too tight. "You're so warm and soft Kate... it's a wonder I've been able to resist you for this long," Micah told her, his hand cupping her other breast, squeezing it harder than the first. "Still, I think there is some room for... improvement though," He continued, rolling her modest breast around in small circles, his palm pressing against her nipple. "We may have to take you up a few sizes, give the boys at school something to really drool over," Micah chuckled, moving his fingers to twist and tug on her nipple, through the soft fabric "And these would look so much better pierced, don't you think?" He asked, looking into her eyes.

Micah moved his hand to her other breast, rolling it about in circles, giving it the same attention. his free hand moved off of her wrist finally, and along her waist, starting to undo the skimpy denim short pants. "But before we get to all of that and so much more, we need to take care of something else first..." Unzipping her jeans, Micah slipped a sole finger down against her exposed panties, rubbing just softly at her warmth. "Something I've waited so long to do..." Micah leaned forward, cooing into her ear happily.