Daddy’s Little Girl (Chapter 1)

“Aww, shucks,” Melinda said, with her innocent smile, trying to cover her excitement and disappointment. Then she turned serious. “Dad, I had fun tonight. Can….c-can we go on a date again sometime, please?”

“Well, I guess so, I don’t see why not,” Eric said, pecking his daughter on the lips one more time before entering the house.

That night, Melinda lay in bed with her hand in her panties, thinking of her dad. All her fantasizes until now had been about boys at school. Now her dad dominated her thoughts. She could still feel his hard penis on her stomache and her soft skin under his fingers. If he could have only moved his hand a fraction of an inch lower in the theater, he would have touched the nub of her nipple. Even now, she could still taste his lips on her and feel his tongue in her mouth. Her hand was forcing three fingers into her sopping hole and she climaxed over and over until her fingers and the sheets were soaked with her juice

At the same time, Eric lay in bed with his hard penis in his hand, thinking of his daughter. It took only minutes for him to squirt his juice all over his stomach. He jerked off three times that night. Then, suddenly he burst into tears. God, what have I done? he thought.