This is a story that begins with a wonderful relationship between a father and daughter. It was going to be something completely different and have very little sex. Unfortunately, the characters are what they are. A hormonal daughter, a father with a low opinion of himself and a mother who's found herself searching for whatever elusive thing has been missing from her life. And damned if it doesn't quietly pull in facets from my favorite universe...
Although I'd been having sex for a couple of years now, the past two weeks had been like nothing else before. After all, how many girls get to have sex with their own dad?
He hadn't thought about his daughter as a sex object before, but her words about her new bikini had made him think about her in a most un-fatherly way. True he hadn't being getting much recently but he tried to put his thoughts about her to the back of his mind.
A Cheerleaders in Paradise Story (6) I know it kind of sounds like we were fucking and fooling around all the time and we were, sort of, but we also got some work done and we made it to States that year, even if we only placed 4th. That's not bad for a tiny high school against every team in Virginia. Some serious stuff happened, yes, but we had a lot of fun, too. I picked what I think are the good parts. How many school assemblies do you want to read about, anyway? [Author's note: Please check the codes before you read.]
Dad lays around the house wearing very loose shorts. His daughters are able to see up the leg and his privates and want a much closer hands on look. His wife sees what he is teaching them but why is she ignoring it? What is she up to that she can't condemn her husband's actions?