Episode 2: Puss in Boots

(Dear Diary ... I finally know what a Birthday Suit is. I think I look really good in one.)

As the sunlight pierced her curtains Paige Turner stirred in her bed. Snuggling up with her new down comforter and a teddy bear that she faithfully napped with, her first coherent thought was...”Donnie.” Laying there warm and cozy her memory of last night made her smile. While never expecting the event to actually happen she was excitably happy it did. Her dad was a good man. Even if what they were doing together was wrong in the eyes of others. She didn’t see anything bad about it. She loved her daddy. He loved his Princess. Being eighteen now or thirty she would always be his Princess. Too be honest with herself she would have given herself to him even at fifteen when she began fantasizing in her diary. Fact! Donnie was technically her father whose name was Lonnie.

Growing restless in her bed she started to throw her covers off when she sees a shadow under her bedroom door. Hearing the doorknob turn slowly she shivered and closed her eyes playing possum. The only other person in the house was her father. She would fake being asleep and see what happened.

Entering silently Lonnie Turner stood in her doorway watching her sleep. His heartbeat racing at his own thoughts on last night made him mull over if he was making a very bad error in judgment. His daughter’s love was precious to him. While yes, he was beyond attracted to her and her reaction to his advances were incredible it was still overstepping a family boundary. Incest was looked down upon by most everyone. Should he continue this? Should he wake her up and apologize? Should he fuck the holy hell out of her for her birthday? Should he get dressed and get over his desire to run nude in his own home as King of the Mountain? Looking down at his cock arching skyward was answer enough. He would continue things that had been started a few more days and decide by her emotions to either proceed or turn back time.

She was so beautiful when sleeping. Her fiery red hair hiding her face ever so slightly. Moving closer he stands beside her bed and glares down at her. She could sense his nearness but chose to continue her ruse just to see what would happen next. Lying on her back with her teddy bear in her arms, held limply for childlike effect she awaits. She felt her half-worn comforter ever so slowly being lifted away from her body. A coolness covered her flesh and her nipples peaked high. Lonnie gracefully uncovered her entire body to admire her nudity. His daughter was absolutely gorgeous. So tiny! So fragile! So goddamned perfect in every way. That teddy bear in her clutches brought back memories. He had given her that tattered old grizzly when she was four years old. She had slept with Wuzzy ever since. Right, this very second the only thing that could have dissuaded him is if she still sucked her thumb. Her youthful appearance combined by her height and weight; she was in many ways still a child. As morbid as that might be, that was a quality he savored. At least he wasn’t a child molester, she was eighteen, and did consent. She wanted this long before he did. Did that make it right? Probably not!

Stroking his cock, a bit he knew what he wanted to do but remained resistant. Choosing to stroll to the foot of her bed to admire a different angle she feigned a repositioning slightly. Still on her back she parts her legs wider and moves her right arm up to cuddle her bear with a dreamlike exhale. Her movement led eyes directly toward her sweet young pink pussy. His thoughts of last night when using a vibrator dildo on that very same snatch to thunderous results, made him fondle his erection that much faster. Swallowing dryly, he sits carefully at her feet and reaches out to lightly caress her leg. Her response was to stir as if a fly on her. He reluctantly pulled his hand away. Convinced she was not sensing anything further he studied her vagina. Her clit was tiny but adorable. Did he notice a wetness developing? With a silent grin he knew she was playing possum. Let her think he didn’t know. She obviously had hopes he might do more. If that was on her mind ... so, be it.

Moving between her legs he lays on his stomach and lowers his chin between her legs. Beginning with a nuzzle at her clit he kissed her tightly formed labia. Creased deep she definitely looked the virgin. From light pecks toward her, his tongue slipped along her sensual crevice and made its way to her clit. The intimate sensations made her come alive. A soft moan led him to flick the tip of his tongue a bit deeper. Warm exhales on her clit made her rustle amid her sheets and hug her teddy bear that much tighter. She wanted to speak but something kept her voice from ruining the moment. If he spoke to her his mouth would leave her treasures. Nibbling her lower lip, she endured. Lonnie increased his make out session by tugging her clit with his compressed lips. She whimpered with delight.

Reaching upward as he continued Frenching her delectable pussy his hands clutched both of her breasts tenderly. Squeezing them she gasped and let slip her thoughts. “Oh, Daddy.” One hand lifts a finger before her narrow gaze to incite a wag, a clue to remain quiet. She did. Verbally. The moans merely mounted up.

Lips leave her pussy and kiss all around it. Warm loving kisses. Her hairless pubic area nuzzled. Inner legs trailed with pecks. The kissing moved higher as his tongue made a nomadic journey North. Abdomen kissed repeatedly. Belly button licked deeply before rolling his tongue to her ribs. As wonderful as it was, she began giggling due to ticklishness. Sensing her suffering he moved on. Hoisting his body higher to continue his quest he swirls his tongue around her left areola. Her nipple caressing his nose. He teased that nipple by nudging it about with his nostril, the warm breath making it increase in size.

Tenderly he tugged at that nipple with puckered lips. Her breathing was heavy now. A short mouthful of her entire nipple made her spine arch. In response his palms slide over her hips on an emotional sojourn of their own. Gliding upward over her ribcage, under her armpits, then coiling down both of her arms at once. Fingers reaching hers they clasp hands. His positioning on her bed rose higher in order to kiss along her neck. Her throat warm and almost salty of sweat. Head moving from side to side to accommodate his lips and tongue. Paige Turner knew what Heaven was like in that euphoric instant. Not once did her eyelids open. She wanted to feel not see her father’s love.

Releasing her bear to the mattress Lonnie guided it back into her possession. She knew in her soul that the bear was a symbol of security. He wanted his cute loving daughter to never age beyond her current status, even though she was officially all woman now. If that was what daddy wanted, she would keep that memory alive.

Twenty minutes of nothing but caresses and sweltering kisses upon her flesh, he gradually approached her own yearning lips. Once reached they devoured each other exhaling a ferocious torrent of desire between their tongues. Battle waged for five more minutes. Lifting away by tugging her lower lip he returned to her throat. Her head tilting back against her pillow she trembled heavily as he retraced every kiss, every suckle, every lick until locating her trickling juicy puss. Now the animal came out. Lonnie buried his tongue deep up inside her cunt. Holding both of her legs up over his, his hands curling to hold her tightly. Squirming at his hunger she lost control of her upper body. Shoulders pushing against the mattress as her spine reaches for the ceiling.

Holding her bear for dear life up to her chin in both arms, resting between her heaving breasts she mumbles. “Oh, Wuzzy.” She was directing her emotions toward her childhood comfort. Her best friend. Not of some desire to roleplay, this was who Paige Turner truly was. She might have matured of age but not in spirit. Whether it be her childlike tone of voice or her playful shenanigans, she would forever resemble the child her father raised. There was no masking the atmosphere of who Paige was within. Adult she was. Inner child her natural persona.

Squealing Paige cums extraordinarily hard. Her shrill tone leading closer and closer to a scream. Daddy was on a mission. She would not let him down. With eyes turning white to join her convulsions beautiful young Paige squirts hard. A flood engulfs her father’s entire face. Still, he fed. Deeper. Savagely growling and forcing his tongue to swirl her interior. A thumb massaging her clit with rapid intention. He demanded another fountain of youth.

That was what he got. A cascade poured into his mouth and across his face nearly blinding him. Finalizing his endeavor, he waited until her body slowed its writhing before kissing her clit. His tenderness making her snivel slightly. Holding his face between her thighs to allow his heated breath to comfort her, he ever so slowly peeled away. Her sheets were drenched. His entire upper body was soaked. Donnie did exactly what her diary asked of him. Lonnie that is!

Without a word shared between them he crawls from her bed and goes to her adjoining bathroom. Turning on the faucet of her soaker tub he fills it with hot water and bubbles. As it filled, he walked out to her bedside to see her curled up with Wuzzy and lost in her ability to think. Bending over her he gently picks her up and lets her cling to his shoulders, her face burrowing under his neckline. Wuzzy was left behind as he carried her into her bathroom and lovingly rested her in the tub of water. Not too hot, not too cool. Just right. Two bears short.

“Clean yourself up. I’ll wash your sheets and blanket.”

Nodding with doe like eyes she waits until he reaches the door before calling out, “Daddy?”

Tilting his gaze without turning his body he exhales, “Yeah?”

“Can we go shopping?”

“That’s the plan Punkin.”

“Daddy?”

“Again, yeah?”

“Are you really going to make me parade around naked in front of your friends?”

“You can wear something sexy. But it will come off before they leave tonight.”

“Baseball tonight, right? Maybe I can buy a team jersey?”

“Nope. Girly.”

“Like what?”

“Bobbi socks. Sheer white nightie maybe.”

“Daddy?”

“Yes?” She could tell he was getting agitated.

“Why would you want them to see me like that?”

“Because I’ve heard those bastards tell me how grown up you’ve gotten for years. The last couple months all I’ve heard was you’re going to have your hands full with Paige once she turns eighteen. They were right. I want them to see how right they were. You’re an adult now but let’s face it your attitude hasn’t changed. You’re still the soft and frilly Princess you’ve always been.”

“Are you going to let them ... touch me?”

“Yep.”

“Everywhere?”

“Yep.”

She leans against the side of the tub looking up with shyness, “Are you going to...”

“Let them fuck you?”

“Uh huh.”

“That depends.”

“On what?”

“On how much you turn them on tonight.”

“Should I try to turn them on?”

“You were damned sexy holding that teddy bear.”

“Are you asking me to roleplay as younger than I am? You want me to stay young, don’t you Daddy?” She honestly wasn’t certain.

“I wouldn’t go so far as to roleplay younger than you are. We both know you sound and act that way naturally without you trying. All I can say is never grow up Princess. Meaning be who you are. Just like you wrote in your diary. Your own words were ... Donnie likes me when I act like I’m a little girl. Pigtails and lollipops. You can wear pigtails and act your age and still be downright sexy. Lollipops? Hell, I might eat one with you.” He chuckled.

“That was a really fun entry.” She softly expels with a sigh.

“Tonight, you can wear your hair in pigtails.”

“Okay. Are your friends my lollipops?”

“We’ll see.” He hesitates to feel guilty suddenly. He nearly changes his mind until she blows bubbles at him and giggles. He remembered giving her a bath as a child and her blowing bubbles even then. So adorable! Still adorable!

“I like lollipops.”

“Finish your bath.”

“Can they watch me take a bubble bath Daddy?”

His cock needed attention badly. Hearing her made him stroke himself right in front of her. She knew he hadn’t cum yet, not since last night. Turning him on would make him go finish.

“Maybe I’ll fire up the hot tub tonight.”

“The neighbors might see us.”

“Buy a skimpy bikini for tonight. I’ll think more on how things should go. I might change my plan still.”

“Can we put bubbles in the hot tub?”

“Hell, no. You want to ruin the tub?”

“No. I just think it would be fun.”

“No bubble baths. Jets are bubbles enough.”

“Okay. Daddy?”

“Last time. Yes?”

“I love you more than anything in the world. Even Donnie and my Fuzzy Wuzzy.” He stuck his tongue out at her for mentioning her bear. She did love her Teddy no matter how old she got. She would keep that bear until the day she died. Daddy bought him for her. Lonnie left her to her bath. Knowing he needed to wash her sheets he jerked off over them. Wiping his cock off on a dry area he removes them and remakes her bed with a second set. Off to the washer they went.

Two hours later at the mall, Lonnie Turner followed his daughter around like a lost puppy. Every time he considered putting a stop to his stupidity she did or said something that reverted him back to Mister Hyde. Mostly he preferred being Hyde. “There’s Victoria’s Secret. You go shop I’m going to look around a bit. Meet you back here in thirty minutes. Sexy clothing only.”

“What if your idea of sexy and mine are different?” Wearing a blue jean mini skirt and yellow V neck T-shirt wasn’t all that sexy on Paige. Even he had to admit she really needed an updated wardrobe. From here on she had to be sexy. Not just for his tastes, but to flaunt her. Lonnie knew that guys looked at her with lust, but he felt as if even that could use a facelift. Strange thoughts for a father to have, but now that things had escalated, he wanted her to be beyond beautiful. Drop dead gorgeous and jaw dropping were on his agenda.

“Good point. Fine! We can wander afterwards.”

“Yay!” She hugs his arm and leads him into the store. A young woman barely older than Paige targets them offering assistance.

“Can I help you find anything?”

Paige takes the lead, “I need a bikini. A sheer nightie. Thongs. Anything that catches my eye.”