Misty’s boobs bounced and bobbed as she skipped toward her father down the drive. He had just gotten home and she was obviously very excited about something. Bob watched happily as she came toward him. She was fun to watch. Misty had taken after her mother, growing nice big handfuls of breasts, with prominent and usually hard nipples. She didn’t like to wear bras. The fact she was his daughter didn’t bother him. She was a babe, pure and simple, and babes were fun to watch. He envied the boy who would eventually get into her panties. At fourteen she was still forbidden to date, mostly because Bob knew what he had done when he was fourteen. He’d stuck his peter in as many girls as he could.

The thought of some pimply faced boy sticking his stiffy in Misty made him go red, partly from anger at the thought, and partly because the idea of a stiff prick entering Misty’s pretty little cunny made blood flow to his face and his own stiffening prick.

As usual she slammed up against him, pushing those lovely boobs against him.

“Daddy!” she yelled “I’m so glad to see you! I want to have some of my friends over for the holiday, Daddy, for an extended slumber party... pleeeease?” She looked up at her handsome father’s face adoringly.

Then, feeling what was pressed against her stomach she went on.

“Daddy!! You have a hard on again! Why do you always have a hard on?”

They had this conversation fairly regularly. He had originally tried to avoid talking about it when he got turned on around her, but eventually he gave up.

“Sweetie, you know why I have an erection. Your bouncing boobies make me horny darling. You really should wear a bra, you know.”

“Oh Daddy!” she squealed, like she always did. “I’m your daughter! You can’t be horny about me!” She very subtly rubbed her abdomen against the lump in his pants.

“Sweetie, one of these days you’re going to do something you can’t get out of,” he growled. Then he tickled the sides of her breasts, making sure no one in the neighborhood was watching. She squealed like she always did when he touched her breasts.

That had started as play, but as she grew up it was getting harder and harder to keep it on a playful level.

“And now you want to bring a bunch of your sexy friends over and torment me with them running around in who knows what kind of skimpy pajamas. What if I get a hardon when they’re around? What then?”

His daughter looked up at him smiling. “Well, if you get one around Melody she’ll probably try to touch it. She thinks you’re dreamy!” He couldn’t tell if she was kidding or not. “But you don’t even have to be around the girls if you don’t want to Daddy. I’ll make them behave and leave you alone if you want me to.”

The holiday she was talking about was a four day weekend due to teacher’s conferences and the fact that school was out for that Thursday and Friday. They talked about what would be needed to get ready for such an extended party ... food ... sleeping arrangements ... the number of girls she wanted to invite and so on. Finally he gave his consent and she wriggled against him again until it was obvious she was intentionally rubbing up against his boner.

“You never know, Daddy” she said “I might want to touch it one of these days, too!” Then she skipped off to call her friends.

Bob knew his relationship with his daughter wasn’t normal. But since his wife had run off with the family dentist he didn’t much care what other people thought. He’d raised Misty from when she was a year old, building a business up at the same time. Now he was wealthy and his daughter loved him, even if some of the ways she showed it - and he showed it to her - were unacceptable to society.

Thursday night arrived, and with it four girls. Bob was on his best behavior, dressed conservatively and acting very grown up as the parents of the girls dropped them off. The girls all disappeared into Misty’s room, giggling and making enough noise for ten people. Bob made the snacks that were planned and set them out where the girls could find them, and then went into the den where he put on a movie and settled down to watch. About an hour later Misty came into the den. He looked up and gulped. She was in her nightgown, a teddy she’d bought at Victoria’s Secret without telling him. It was sheer, almost see-through, and the only reason he couldn’t see her perky teen titties clearly was that the cloth was wrinkled across them. It came down to her hips, where a miniscule pair of panties perched, just covering her pussy and nothing else.

“Daddy?” she said, standing there completely unembarrassed by her near nudity. “We want to watch a movie. Would it be okay?”

“Sure baby” he said. He needed to go upstairs to his bedroom and beat off anyway. Seeing her in that outfit had gotten him horny again. “I’ll just go upstairs.”

“You don’t have to Daddy” she chirped. “All the girls said you can watch it too if you want to.” Just then the other four girls came bouncing and laughing into the room.

Melody was first. She was a tall slim girl whose body belonged on that of a girl three or four years older than she was. Every time Bob looked at Melody the word “ripe” popped into his mind. She had long straight midnight black hair to match her long slender legs, and a slightly oriental cast to her eyes.

She was wearing a white T shirt that exposed her belly button and matching white panties. Her dark pubic hair was visible through the thin cloth. Her nipples were apparently very dark because they showed through too, as two spots on her T shirt.

“Hey Mr. Cummins” she said lightly, and flopped down on the couch with her nice round rump sticking up in the air.

Valerie and Amanda were next. They may as well have been twins. Both had ash blond hair, almost always worn in a ponytail and full pouting lips. They both smiled a lot and that was different because both had braces. Both had the same athletic swimmer’s build, with small breasts, but wide hips. And both of them were wearing baggy shapeless flannel pajamas, which seemed odd, since it was a warm night.

Anne wandered in last. She was the odd one out in this group. She was more serious than the others, got straight A’s, and was always the one who exerted social control over the group. If they’d been old enough to drink (or drive, for that matter) she’d have been the designated driver. She wore glasses that, in Bob’s mind, shouted “Librarian!” and made her hazel eyes look a little bigger than they were. Her body was lush, though, with a maturity that astounded Bob. She could pass for twenty-one with a little makeup. Her breasts were probably 36” and were always firmly encased in a bra. She wore plain, though not cheap clothes. She was no-nonsense all the way.

Which was why Bob gasped as she walked in. Her outfit consisted of a bra with two sunflowers covering the nipples. Those sunflowers were connected by strings that went various places, but didn’t cover anything at all. Her breasts didn’t sag, but jutted proudly out from her chest. They were so revealed it met the community standard for “obscene” and Bob’s cock, which had been thickening as he looked at the girls, stiffened completely. Anne’s panties were also made of sunflowers that didn’t quite overlap, but were overlaid on a fine mesh cloth. Her dark brown pubic hair was plainly visible between the sunflowers and even stuck through the mesh in a few places.

She saw Bob staring at her and blushed. One arm came up to cover both of her upper sunflowers, while the other hand went to block her panties from his sight. “Misteeeeeee!” she whined. “He’s looking at meeeeee” She turned her back to Bob, at which time he saw her plump round ass cradled in more mesh-connected sunflowers.

Misty came and stood in front of her father.

“Daddy!” she barked. “I told the girls they could wear whatever they wanted to and it would be okay and that you wouldn’t gawk at them and would behave yourself.” Bob realized he was now staring at his own daughter’s pert breasts and his cock was harder than ever.

“Sweetie, you gotta give a guy a little warning!” he said. “I mean springing a group of the most beautiful women in town on him without giving him time to prepare is like throwing cold water on him.” The girls all giggled at being called beautiful.

Melody came and stood right beside Misty “Gee, Mr. Cee, it looks like getting drenched with cold water might not be a bad idea for you right now.” She laughed, making it obvious she was looking at the huge tent in the front of his pants. Two more faces peeked around Melody and Misty, also looking at his lap.

“Wow!” said Valerie. “Cool!” yipped Amanda “Annie, Mr. Cee has a boner!”

“Misteeee!” wailed Anne, obviously embarrassed at the topic of conversation.

Bob didn’t know what to do. If he covered his cock it would be an admission that he was acting improperly. Anne seemed to be the only one who was actually embarrassed by his inspection of them, though Valerie and Amanda weren’t wearing anything revealing.

So he went on.

“I mean, come on girls. Why do women put on things like that, which, I might add are designed to draw a man’s attention, and then expect men not to look at them? Look at you, Melody. I can see your cute nipples through that shirt, and your panties aren’t hiding much either.”

Melody just dimpled a big smile at him.

“And Misty,” he went on. “A guy can almost see through that outfit, and your butt is completely naked! I’m your dad and I still can’t help looking.” His daughter just grinned as widely as Melody had. “And I’m sorry, Annie, but you might be less sexy looking if you were actually naked!”

Anne moaned again.

“I mean those sunflowers cover your nipples, but your luscious breasts are right out there, and a man just can’t resist that kind of thing. And what those panties do is just about shout out ‘Hey, there’s a pretty pussy behind this!’ and I couldn’t help but react.”

Anne gasped, “Ohh, Mr. Ceeeeeee.”

Bob was in deep, so he bored on. “The only ones who aren’t dressed to catch a man’s attention are Valerie and Amanda, and even they look sexy just because they’re so cute and girly looking.

Amanda looked from his stiff pecker pouch to his face. “Well ... um ... Val and I sort of have on nighties that we were afraid to let you see.” She blushed. “They sort of ... uh ... show even more.”

Bob’s mouth dropped open.

“You have to be kidding me!” he said. “How could they show more?”

Amanda said “Well, if you promise not to get mad and tell our parents, we could show you.”

Bob’s head was in a whirl. These teen beauties were offering to show him their apparently almost naked bodies. What could be better?

“Well, I promise not to tell your parents, but you have to promise that none of this will get back to your parents too. I mean they wouldn’t think it was right for a grown man to see you like this.”

Both girls unbuttoned their flannel PJs. Valerie stopped and watched as Amanda dropped hers. Bob stared. Amanda had on a bra that had holes where the nipples were, and her up-thrust nips were sticking out proudly. She dropped her baggy pants. Her panty was just a see-through heart-shaped piece of cloth. bob could see her pouting little pussy lips clearly through the cloth. There was no hair to see. She’d shaved it all off!

Bob unconsciously put his hand on his hard cock and squeezed it.

Valerie was shifting from foot to foot but froze when he looked at her.

“Go ahead, Val,” he said softly.

When she shucked her top Bob saw that all she had on was an underwire thing that on a girl with bigger breasts would have supported the bottoms, while leaving the tips and tops uncovered. Her panties were tied at the hips with little bows and were the kind that had the telltale strips of binding down the middle that signaled they were crotchless.

“You’re gorgeous,” he whispered. Both girls had blushed bright red when they stripped for him, but they beamed now.

“Really Mr. Cee?” hummed Amanda. “I mean they’re for older women really, but it makes me feel so ... sexy or something.”

“Trust me, Amanda, you are sexy in that outfit,” he said. Then he turned to Valerie. “And you too, and you” his eyes flickered to the other girls. “And you and even shy little miss Annie over there. You’re all very beautiful and very sexy and you must promise me never ever to wear those outfits around any boys. Okay? Promise me? Boys would get the wrong idea and think you wanted to have sex with them.”

“Is that why you have a boner Mr. Cee?” said Valerie.

“I’m a man. Trust me girls, any man would think about having sex with you if he saw you like this.”

His statement was met with titters and giggles. Anne finally stood up, but still tried to cover herself up. Bob got up from his chair and went to her. She cowered. She was looking down and his bulge moved right into her view. She flinched and moved backwards even more. He put two fingers under her chin and made her lift her face to his. There were tears in her eyes.

“Annie, honey” he said softly. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you and I won’t let anyone else hurt you either.”

“I just feel like such a slut!” she whispered back. “They made me get this outfit and I look stupid in it. I shouldn’t have worn it.”

“You don’t look stupid. You aren’t a slut. You are a beautiful young woman, whose sexuality is a wonderful and exciting thing. You have nothing to be ashamed of. All this means,” he put his hand on his cock, “is that you are a sexy desirable young woman. That’s all.” He held his arms open for her and she melted into him, hiding her body against his. Her hair smelled wonderful. Her body felt wonderful. His bulge pushed against her.

“I feel it pushing against me,” she whispered. “That’s naughty Mr. Cee.”

“I’m not sorry I got to see you like this. You’re just so pretty it makes me hard.” He couldn’t help but push his bone against her a little.

“The sunflowers come off,” she whispered into his neck. “They’re held on with Velcro. Misty picked it out for me.”

“Maybe some day I’ll get to see you without the sunflowers.” He kissed her neck.

“I think I might like that very much.”

She shivered in his arms. He pushed her away before he did something stupid, like sliding his hands down into her panties.

Melody was right behind him.

“I need a hug too Mr. Cee” she said, smiling widely. Bob opened his arms and she slid in to replace Anne. Her hands slid across his back and onto his butt, pulling his erection against her. “I’ve never felt anything like this before” she said. “It feels naughty, but I like it.”

“Don’t the boys try to push their hard dicks against you?” he asked. His will was slipping and his hands slid down onto the bare skin above her thin white panties. Her big breasts felt hot against his chest.

“I don’t let them get that far Mr. Cee” she said.

“You shouldn’t let me get that far either Melody” he said. His hands slid lower, onto her firm teen bottom.

“I know Mr. Cee.” She snuggled against him. “But it feels so nice and I know I can trust you.”

Bob rubbed her butt and then pushed her away too. He was getting too excited. He wasn’t sure he could trust himself!

But all the other girls wanted hugs too, and each one told him how nice it felt to be held tight by a real man. When Amanda and Valerie pushed their naked titties up against his shirt he thought they’d burn holes in it. Last was Misty, his own daughter. Her hands slipped onto his butt too.

“Thank you Daddy, for being so cool,” she mumbled against his chest. Bob’s hands fell to her ass too, before he remembered it was naked. She sighed as his big rough hands slid over her soft girl flesh. “That feels good Daddy,” she said.

Bob still didn’t know what to do. All the girls had pressed themselves against him. All of them had pushed against his boner. He wanted to go beat off and relieve the stress, but he wanted to stay there and look at the beautiful teens too. Misty put a DVD in the player and sat down in his chair, looking for the remote. Bob sat down at one end of the couch. Amanda and Valerie lay down on the floor as the movie came on. Valerie’s legs were spread a little and he could see her cute pouting pussy. Amanda’s naked ass beside her looked delicious. Anne sat in the other recliner. Melody came over and lay down on the couch with her head on his lap. She put one hand on top of his boner and lay her head on that hand.

“Is it okay for me to do this?” she asked, turning her green eyes up at him.

“Not really Melody,” he said. “I’m not in very good control of myself right now, and I’m tempted to do some things.”

“You’re silly,” she said, and squeezed his cock.

The movie started and Misty turned out the lights. Bob rested his hand on Melody’s waist. Pretty soon he rubbed her side, bringing his hand up by her breasts. She didn’t move. He slid his hand under her arm and she lifted it a little. He slid his hand down onto her breast and she sighed.

He pinched her nipple and she rolled her head to look at him.

“You’re being naughty Mr. Cee.” she said. But she didn’t make him stop. Now he slid his hand back down to her bare stomach and under the shirt. She sucked in a breath as his hand started up. She didn’t stop him, and soon his hand was filled with soft hot naked teenage breast. He tweaked and played with the hard little nipple.

Her head turned again. “Naughty naughty Mr. Cee.” She was breathing harder now. His hand slid back down. He couldn’t help it. His hand slid to her thin white panties. She sucked her belly in as his fingers slipped under the waistband. He kept going. He felt her pubes. Then his middle finger slid between slick pussy lips. He dipped that fingertip into her wet pussy.

Her head came around and she said “Very naughty Mr. Cee.”

“We shouldn’t be doing this” he said. but he fucked his finger in and out of her as her hips began to move and wiggle. Soon she was lying on her back, her legs spread, her knees up, as his hand rubbed her to a teenage orgasm. She covered her mouth with her hands to stifle her moans. He saw a movement. It was Amanda crawling toward them.

“MR Cee!” she whispered loudly. “You’ve got your hand in Melody’s panties!”

Melody husked, “Quiet! Don’t make him stop. It feels better than when I do it.”

Now Valerie had crawled up. She stuck her hand in her own panties.

“Oooo I’m so horny. I’ve been horny since I put this outfit on.”

Amanda agreed, “Me too,” and started frigging herself.

“What’s going on over there?” called Misty. The light came on. There was Melody, all splayed out, her shirt up baring her breasts. She was pinching and pulling on her stiff nipples while Bob’s hand was busy finger-fucking her in her panties.

“Your Daddy’s finger-fucking me!” she burst out. “He’s making me feel soooo good.”

“Daddy!!” squealed Misty. “You promised!!”

Now Anne was standing over them. She looked at Bob’s hand in Melody’s panties. She looked at Melody pulling on her long stiff nipples. She looked at Valerie and Amanda frigging themselves frantically.

“You guys are so nasty!” she yelled. But she slid her own hand into her sunflower panties and stuck her finger in her pussy as deep as she could. Misty stood staring at all of them, her mouth wide open in shock.

Bob looked up at Anne.

“Pull em off Annie,” he panted. “Let me see them now, please?”

She knew what he meant. Her hand came up and covered one breast.

“That would be so nasty!” she gasped. But her hand flicked and there was a ripping Velcro sound. The sunflower pulled off and her nipple was exposed.

She had fabulous nipples, big and dark and thrusting out from her bulging teen titties.

“Oh!” she barked, pulling the other sunflower off. “This is so nasty!!!” Her hand flashed in her panties as she finger-fucked her pussy.

Misty didn’t know what to do. Her Daddy was finger-fucking her friend. Her other friends were finger-fucking themselves. It was hot! She felt her own pussy begin to get hot and itchy and wet. She slid her fingers into her panties and joined the party.