Chapter 2

In her room Laura stripped naked and looked at her magnificent body. Yes, very sexy, indeed... especially my breasts... big, round and firm. How forward they bulge out... hardly any sag for breasts of that size. No wonder Papa keeps looking at my chest so often. How nicely his arms rubbed them last night.

The new attire consisted of four items: bra, panty, blouse and pants. She wore the bra. In spite of the measurements she gave, it merely consisted of two small cups. Each cup covered only one-third of each breast, and the two cups were held in place by strings going round her body. So much of my breasts are bare! One other thing excited Laura, the fabric of the two cups was very thin, so that her nipples, already hard, now pushed against the cloth and became quite visible. Oh Papa, my nipples show through. Will you be rubbing my nipples to night?

Then she wore the body clinging singlet. It was sleeveless with one-inch wide shoulder straps and low neckline. It ended above her navel. It was of stretchable thin white material. It moulded closely to her upper body, clinging like a second skin to her fabulous breasts, emphasizing their size and shape and forward thrust. The singlet is very thin, Papa... my breasts are pushing the singlet way forward... the nipples bulge out clearly in the centre... you can see them clearly, Papa... are you going to rub them tonight, Papa?

Then she wore the light pink panty, a mini panty. It covered the inner halves of her round firm buttocks and the central part of her loins, the rest being strings. The fabric was soft, very soft and thin, very thin. So, what it covered was more than semi-visible. Oh Papa, it's such a sexy panty.

Then she got into her white pants, a pair of tight pants. It was low-hipped and exposed her body below the navel to well below her curvy hips. It clung loving to her shapely thighs, buttocks, and loins. Her tiny panty and her creamy-white flesh were semi-visible because of the thinness of the pants. Oh Papa, what did you buy for me? Were you aware that these pants were going to show you so much of me below the waist? May be you were not aware.

Over all she was absolutely sexy. Her beautiful face, rosy cheeks and full succulent wet lips complemented her hot attire. She smiled at her appearance in the mirror. I feel so shy to face Papa like this. Mom would kill me if she saw me dressed like this!

Just then there was a knock on the door. "May I come in, Laura?"

"Yes, Papa..." She was feeling tense and shy.

Laura was practically shocked when she saw her father. His upper body was bare. His bare arms and bare broad chest and bare flat tummy shimmered with firm muscles. What an athletic figure! So manly!

He was wearing white pants. That alone couldn't have shocked Laura, because she had seen her father in pants. But this pair was different. First it hung low down his hips, and exposed his body right down to the beginnings of his pubic area. Oh god! It was so low!

Secondly it was thin and tight around his thighs, buttocks and loins. Yes, that's what shocked her, his loins. The thin fabric was pushed out at least six inches by her father's massive organ. He wasn't wearing any underwear and the thin fabric made his bulge very prominent. Oh Papa, how naked-like you look. Did you forget to wear your underwear? Oh God! What monstrous organ is that? Laura instinctively raised her right hand to close her mouth as she gasped at the sight of her father's body, the loins in particular.

"Why, darling? Are you angry?"

"N... n... no... no... Papa," she stammered shyly. She turned slightly away, averting her eyes from her father and his loins.

Her father came and stood in front of her. His eyes were roaming all over her voluptuous body, so much of her young body was so deliciously revealed by what she was wearing.

"You look gorgeous, Laura... absolutely beautiful... so delicious to look at."

She kept looking down shyly, averting her eyes from his face.

"Why, darling... are you angry?"

Slowly she shook her head to mean no.

"Then why are you not looking at me, dear?"

She just stood shyly looking down, knowing he must be looking at her chest and thighs and loins. She shivered slightly.

"Are you shy, darling?"

Slowly she nodded, eyes still down.

Why are you shy, Laura? Is it because of the sexy dress you are wearing?"

Slowly she nodded, her eyes still looking down.

"Oh I see." Her father came close to her in front and slowly used one hand to lift up her chin saying, "No need to be shy, dear. "

Her eyes met his. Her father smiled and she smiled back.

"Look... you look beautiful in your singlet... it shows clearly what magnificent breasts you have. I'm proud of your beauty, Laura. I'm glad my daughter has such wonder breasts." She saw his eyes fixed on her massive out-thrusting breasts. Papa, are you looking at my nipples bulging out against the thin cloth? She felt shyer.

Then her father took her by the hand to the full-length dressing table mirror and stood her in front, he standing beside her. "Look at your self in the mirror, Laura. See how gorgeous you look."

Laura didn't look at the mirror. She was shy and kept her eyes down.

"Oh, what a shy beauty." Her father then put one arm around her bare waist and with the other raised her chin. "Look, Laura... please."

Shyly she looked in the mirror. Oh god! I look like a semi-naked girl next to a semi-naked man. My father's pants are so low! His monstrous organ is pushing out the thin pants... so far out! His cock can almost be seen!

Larry was watching her eyes. She was looking surreptitiously at his much exposed body. Dear hot daughter... hope you like my body... hope you'll give me pleasure, dear.

Her father pointed to her breasts, saying, "Big and beautiful, Laura." She gave him a slow smile as their eyes met in the mirror. Thank you, Papa. I'm glad you like them. Now she blushed as well.

Then her father pointed to her tummy. "Look at your bare body here. See how smooth, flat and curvy your body is. Such delightful young tender flesh." His hands started to caress that part of her bare body that he was talking about. Oh god! You don't know what you are doing to my body. You are arousing me, Papa.

She shivered with excitement, and flinched partly because it was ticklish. Her father asked, "Why, dear? Are you angry because Papa is seeing your body and touching you?"

Shyly, she shook her head to mean no.

"You know, Laura... you are my daughter... and you have a gorgeous body. I feel proud and happy to see you closely. Is it alright, dear? Or, are you angry?"

Shyly she shook her head to mean no, and then nodded to mean yes.

"Tell me, dear... which is no and which is angry? Alright or angry?"

In a soft whisper she said, "Alright, Papa."

Happily Larry asked, "You mean you allow your Papa to see you closely?"

Giving her father a gentle smile of consent, she nodded a yes.

Saying, "Thank you, dear," her father dropped to her feet and holding her by her angles, kissed her feet again and again, saying, "Thank you... thank you... thank you, " repeatedly.

Taken aback by her father's action, Laura tried to pull away her feet but didn't succeed. "Why, Papa? Why? Why?"

After kissing her feet for quite a while, her father stopped and sat on his haunches in front of her. Looking up at her he said, "For being so good to your Papa... for saying you'll allow me to look at you... thank you, Laura, my dear."

She was deeply touched by her father's deed and words. "Oh Papa! Of course you can look at me. I'm your daughter. I love you, Papa."

"Sure, darling?"

"Yes, Papa. I mean it."

"May I look at you some more? Now?"

The way he had looked at her chest earlier had aroused her. So, she nodded, giving her father a shy smile that said yes.

Still on his haunches in front of her, her father said, "Thank you, dear." Then his hands rested on her bare curvy hips. He was looking at her below the waist.

"Lovely, curvy hips," he said, caressing her all over her smooth tender hips. Oh Papa, that feels nice.

Then his hand caressed her firm tender flesh well below the navel, at the edge of her pants. "Firm, smooth and lovely, Laura... vibrant to the touch... you feel so nice... here especially... yes, here." His fingers were very low on her body, just above her pubic mound.

Oh Papa, you are arousing me some more. I like the touch, Papa.

Oh Laura, I wish I can dip my hand inside your pants and caress your pubic mound. You are hot to the touch... I'm aroused, dear.

Her father now turned her around and caressed her full, round firm buttocks. He cupped and caressed the tender young flesh. "Lovely, Laura... you have gorgeous butt... feels so nice... firm and vibrant... I'm glad you have such beautiful butt... I'm proud to be your father." I wish I can caress your naked buttocks, dear. They excite me, Laura.

Oh Papa, you are arousing me some more. I like the way you are caressing my buttocks.

"Turn around, dear. Let me see you some more... in front." Shyly, Laura turned to face her father. He was still on his haunches, his face close to her loins. Papa, what are you going to see now?

Her father looked up and said, smiling, "You have shapely sexy thighs, dear." Laura just smiled to what her father had said. As he said that his hands ran down the outer sides of her full thighs encased in her tight pants.

He kept saying, "Lovely... lovely... " and his hands kept caressing her thighs. First his hands were on the outer sides, but soon moved to her inner thighs. "Super thighs, Laura... nice... very nice... shapely and tender."

Laura was shivering with stimulation, especially when his hands ran up her inner thighs close to her loins. Oh Papa, I'm getting wildly aroused. Why do you touch me so intimately? Isn't it wrong? The poor girl was having the occasional worry of impropriety.

Her thighs shook visibly against her father's hands. "Why, darling? Am I hurting you?"

She was too shy and excited to speak. Instead she just gave him a small smile.

"Is it alright if I continue to look?" Oh Papa, you are not just looking... you are also touching me... and arousing me... I'm getting wet, Papa. But she couldn't refuse could see? So, she just nodded.

"Let me look at your panty, Laura." His eyes went to her loins. Oh, Papa!

"Yo-u... ca-n't..." she murmured. She thought he was going to pull her pants down!

"Yes, I can... your pants are thin... your panty is visible." Laura was relieved that he wasn't going to remove her pants.

Her father's hands were now trying to part her thighs and lift her right leg.

Her father pulled the dressing table stood and placed it on her right side. "Put your right leg on the stool... yes, that's right... now open out your thighs... so that Papa can see your panty through your pants."

When Laura didn't open out her thighs through shyness, her father gently forced her thighs apart. "Thank you, Laura, for opening out your thighs for Papa." I'm not opening out my thighs, Papa... you are.

Shy Laura was embarrassed. She dropped her hands to her loins and covered it with both her palms. "Papa!" A shocked plea.

"I just want to see how nice it looks... I mean the panty I bought for... which you are wearing now." Oh God! He wants to look at my loins! On the pretext of looking at my panty!

"It's nice, Papa... just a bit too small, that's all."

"Alright, let me see how it covers your loins. Let me see whether it is too small for your loins or whether it is just nice. Let me see..." There! He does want to see my loins!

Her father's fingers tried to pry away her hand from her loins. In the process his fingers touched her loins. Papa! You are touching my private area. You are making me hot, Papa.

"Papa, I feel shy. Is this alright, Papa?" Father and daughter's fingers were entwined and rubbing against her loins in the struggle.

"But you have agreed that I can look, dear."

"Yes, I know... but..."

"But, what, Laura?"

"But you do more than look, Papa... you are also touching."

"You mean you don't want me to touch... your panty?"

Quickly and shyly she nodded.

"Alright then, I'll look but not touch."

"Sure?'

"Yes, sure." Well, let me go slow here. I've already gone too fast so far.

"Alright, I won't touch you, Laura... just relax, dear. Let me see how beautiful you look in your small panty." I'm hoping to see as much as possible of your hot young loins, darling.

Laura had no choice now. But she was still very shy and embarrassed at what her father was going to look. Well, at least you have agreed not to touch me there.

Slowly she removed her hands from her loins. Her father said, "Thank you, dear."

Then he bent down and brought his face close to her loins, and looked eagerly. Laura knew that her father was going to see a lot because not only were her pants thin but also because of the thinness and narrowness of her panty. Feeling shy and embarrassed, she covered her face with her hands. But she tried to look between the narrow gaps of her fingers, hoping her father wouldn't know that.

Her father placed his hands on her uppermost inner thighs. Her thighs quivered with excitement. Papa, my inner thighs are very sensitive... you are arousing me a lot. Then she realized he was not to touch.

"Papa, you said you won't touch..."

"No, I won't touch your panty or loins... but touching your thighs should be okay, dear."

"Oh!" What else could she do?

Through her fingers she saw her father looking intently at her loins, with her thighs spread open.

"Lovely, Laura... the panty looks very nice on you... no it's not too small... it's just nice... in fact, you can wear narrower ones... it makes your beautiful loins more delicious... yes, very tasty looking, dear." She saw her father slowly lick his lips. Oh Papa, are you thinking of licking my loins? My juices are beginning to flow, Papa.

Larry could see through the thin pants. His daughter's tender cunt lips were pressing softly against the thin narrow panty. Her juices had made a thin wet line along her slit. My daughter is wetting herself. She is excited. I hope you like to be aroused, Laura. Your body needs stimulation. Let Papa help you.

For a full minute her father kept looking at her loins, saying now and again, "lovely" or "delicious".

Laura was getting more excited. She was afraid of orgasming. So, she said, "Time for Maths, Papa."

"Yes... soon, dear." He continued to look. "I love to look at you, Laura. You are so lovely... so delicious to look at." Even though she kept reminding him about her maths lessons for the night, he kept looking at her loins for another 3 minutes,

Finally, he got up and Laura lowered her leg and uncovered her face. Larry saw that her face was flushed reddish. She must be very aroused. Hope you enjoyed the stimulation, darling.

Her father asked, "Do you want to look at me, Laura? Like the way I looked at you?"

She shook her head to mean no.

""Alright, I understand. You are lovely and I like to look at you. But I'm old and ugly... I'm sure you don't like to look at me."

She shook her head, "No, Papa... don't say that."

"Never mind, dear. I understand." Her father put his arms around her waist and walked to the study table. "Let me teach you maths."

Laura felt bad about having refused to look at her father. He obviously had expected and wanted her to look at his loins and his bulge. Not that she didn't like to, but she was too shy to do so. She knew she must have disappointed her father. Sorry, Papa. I hope you are not angry with me.

As her father walked her to the stool to sit down, Laura watched her father's bulge. It was bigger, and his pants were jutting out amazingly. Oh god! What a big organ! Papa, you must be aroused too. Hope you enjoyed seeing me, Papa. Now teach me and touch me, like yesterday.

She saw her eyes looking at his massive bulge. He was hard with arousal. Their eyes then met. She realized that he had seen her looking at his massive bulge. He smiled and, pointing to his bulge, said, "Sorry about this, darling." but his daughter just smiled shyly.

"I'm sorry too, Papa."

"Why, dear?"

"For not looking at you... the way you had wanted me to... the way you had looked at me."

"It's okay, dear if you don't want to."

"It's not like that, Papa... it's just that..." She was just shy. She now decided to make up to her father. After all, what harm is there in looking at his pants covered loins. Even now she was seeing it.

"Are you shy... to look at me like that?"

Shyly she nodded. "May be next time, Papa."

"You mean you are willing to look at me? Next time? On Monday?"

Laura smiled gently and nodded.

"Promise?"

"Promise." Actually, I would to like to look at your loins, Papa. You seem to have a huge organ.

"Thank you, Laura... thank you very much indeed."

Then they sat at the table but not like yesterday. He turned the stool through 90 degrees so that it's length pointed towards the table.

"You sit in front and I'll sit behind you, Laura." Her eyes again drifted to her father's bulge. Papa, your organ is pushing up the pants very far up.

Her father made her sit straddling the stool. " He sat similarly behind her.

"Move forward... sit at the front edge." Her father adjusted her so that she was at the edge of the stool in front. "Now put your feet far apart... that's right... you will be more stable that way." But Papa, this way of sitting opens out my loins. But never mind. I'm wearing pants and you are not in front to look at me there anyway.

"Let me sit close behind you... you are lovely and dear to me... I want to be close to you."

He moved himself forward against her back. With his thighs spread out, his big bulge came up against her back. Laura felt the big hard organ pressing against her flesh, the upper part of her buttocks. Oh Papa, your organ... it's against my back!

She thought of saying something about the way her father sat against her. But she had already hurt him earlier by refusing to look at his loins. So, she didn't want to offend him some more. Anyway, I do like his organ pressing against me.

"Is it alright, Laura... to sit like this?"

Shyly she nodded. "But... can you teach me... since you'll be sitting behind me?"

"Yes, I can... by leaning against you and looking over your shoulder or around you."

Her father wrapped both his hands around her bare waist and placed his palms on her bare tummy. A sensation of delightful shiver filled her flesh.

"What do you want to learn today?"

"Maths, Papa." Oh Papa, your hands on my flesh are arousing me... but never mind, Papa... touch me... I feel nice.

"Alright we'll do some algebra today." Hopefully you'll make many mistakes and I'll have many chances to touch your hot body. He was excited about what he had been planning to do.

Laura took out her algebra book and notebook. She wanted to do solving of equations. Before her father started to teach her, she felt his hard bulge press harder against her back.

I'm glad I've aroused you, Papa. Hope you'll arouse me a lot more today.

Now her father started to teach her. Stimulation is thrilling, Papa. Now teach me and work me up some more.

Her father's bare manly upper body was flush against her back, rubbing against her as he moved. His organ was hard against her firm upper buttocks. He reached across, with his hands on either side of her, and explained how to solve the examples he had chosen. His face was close next to her right cheek as he leaned forward to write. It was more like hugging her from behind with his body but not with his hands.

In spite of the excitement that was building up in her body, Laura concentrated on what he taught and learnt as best as she could. She was a bright girl and had no problem in learning what her father taught her.

Then her father gave an equation to solve. As she started with her pencil, her father put his left hand on the left side of her body, near her left breast. Simultaneously his right hand dropped to her right thigh, fingers flush on her inner thigh close to the crevice. For a moment it took Laura by surprise but she relaxed. Alright Papa, I know you want to touch me here and there.

She wrote the first step correctly. "Good... yes, it's correct."

"Thank you, Papa."

"Let's agree on some things. First, you yourself will have to erase your mistakes today."

"Alright, Papa."

"One more thing... to make you concentrate on your work... and to make your learning enjoyable... this is what I'll do."

Laura waited to hear her father. She knew he would have some plan to touch her.

"Each time you make a mistake, I'll pinch your body as punishment. But, each time you write something correct I'll caress and squeeze your body as a compliment. Okay, dear?"

Shyly Laura nodded. I know Papa, this is your excuse for wanting to touch me like yesterday. But don't pinch and squeeze me until I turn blue and black.

"Now for a caress... because your first line is correct."

His left hand cupped the firm under swell of her left breast. His thumb and fingers caressed and gently squeezed the entire under side. Of course, Laura was getting excited.

Oh Papa! This is nice. You can caress me like that all night.

Then his hand returned to her body beside the left breast.

Laura now wrote the wrong thing, just to see what her father would do.

"No, no... that's wrong, dear."

Laura started to erase it. Her father was saying, "Now I have to pinch you for your mistake. Okay, dear?" She smiled and nodded, agreeing. He probably wants to pinch my thigh or tummy.

But, she was taken by surprise by what he did. She was sitting at the end-edge of the stood. So her father's right hand slipped between her thighs and easily found her loins, and tried to pinch her there, directly over her cunt. Oh Papa, what are you doing? Oh god! This is hot stuff, Papa.

But her father couldn't pinch her very well there because of the tautness of her pants. "It looks as if I can't pinch you very well dear... because of your pants."

"Now continue with the equation, dear." He withdrew his hand and rested it on her inner thigh as before. Oh Laura, thank you for not objecting... when I tried to pinch your loins. Your pants are in the way. Never mind, I'll do something else. Hope you'll enjoy it, darling.

Then Laura continued to do the equation. Her father asked, "Would it interrupt your learning... if I pinch or caress... each time you make a mistake or write correctly?" I have a better plan to play with your body, darling.

"I suppose it will, Papa."

"Then I have a suggestion." Oh Papa, are you thinking of not pinching or caressing me? I hope not... I like your touches, Papa.