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Tiffany was just for all general purposes your ordinary average teenage girl. She went to school, got good grades, liked hanging out at the mall on weekends, and was a fan of those dumb vampire movies. Often times she would put a streak of color in her hair only to find out that she was in trouble at school the next week for it. You'll find a dozen girls just like Tiffany at any mall every weekend around every corner. One thing however separates Tiffany from the rest of the crowd. Despite not really trying to look very girlie, Tiffany was a knock-out gorgeous beautiful young lady. She didn't need to put on make up to look great and generally she only wore a little bit of eye-shadow and lip-gloss. Her hair was long, straight, and golden brown. It flowed over her shoulders like smooth silken honey and she would often complain about how it got too wavy when the humidity was high but everyone else had to fight off the urge to run their fingers through her silken mane.
Tiffany was no slouch from the neck down either. Although she generally wore tom-boyish clothes there was no hiding her curvy hips and butt when she had on a snug pair of jeans. She normally wore looser fitting shirts that gave just the slightest hint of her swelling breasts. Those lucky enough to see her in a bikini at the lake however had no doubt she was 100% woman. Her breasts had grown quite a lot recently despite her complaints about it each time she tried to wear an old t-shirt from rock concerts she'd been to the previous year. Why couldn't they just stay a B or even a small C?
Tiffany had lots of friends. Some girls envied her for her natural beauty but since Tiffany was probably the least likely to attempt to steal boyfriends her obvious advantage was overlooked by the other girls. Tiffany most certainly liked boys but never had an actual boyfriend. All her close male friends were the slightly grungy type that hung out in garages on the weekend trying to start up a real band. Tiffany was most at home with this crowd. In fact she was fairly involved with a band that called themselves "The Dragon's Lair". Yeah, it was a corny/cheesy name but Tiffany liked it and enjoyed hanging out with the guys on the weekend. The guys of course loved having Tiffany around and prayed she would get hot enough playing the bass to just wear a tank-top during practice. Aside from being the only one in the band with tits, Tiffany was actually pretty good so she was a natural pick for them when they tried to organize practice sessions at the beginning of the year. Tiffany was also the only one in the band that had a big enough garage that they could all fit their stuff in it for practice.
Tiffany's dad wasn't rich but he was well off enough and Bob liked to spoil his daughter at every given opportunity so when she asked him in her sweet soft voice, "Daddy, can our band practice in the extra garage?" he quickly agreed. Their house had an extra garage on the side and it wasn't used for much more than storing a lawn mower and some home projects that Bob was working on. "Sure angel. I'll clean out the extra spot and you can use it for practice. Just don't play after 10 at night or the home owner's association will start sending me nasty letters." Tiffany loved that her dad still called her his little "Angel" even though she was hardly little any more. Tiffany's mother had died in a car crash when Tiffany was only 12. Bob told her that "mommy is in Heaven now but I have my little angel here to remind me of her." The name stuck and her dad rarely even called her Tiffany. Just "Angel" or "little Angel".
Bob had been dealt a mixed deck of cards in life. Despite having an excellent job and wonderful wife and daughter, his wife had been killed in a car crash leaving him with just Tiffany. Still Bob was thankful that Tiffany wasn't with her mom that day. At least he still had her to remind him of his wife. Having Tiffany around helped tremendously with the pain. He was too busy trying to help Tiffany grow up to sit around and feel sorry for himself. He sometimes blamed himself for Tiffany being sort of tom-boyish but Bob didn't quite have the fashion sense that his wife had. Who would have expected it from him really? What he did do was to just try and be there for Tiffany when she needed him. He got her up and made her breakfast before school each day, let her buy whatever she wanted for clothes, bought her "supplies" when she started her period, and he even had a sex talk with her when she asked him one day what a blow job was. Bob smiled thinking about how he nearly choked on his coffee when Tiffany said "Daddy, what's a blow job?" Bob sat her down and had a frank and open discussion about men, women, and sex. To help demonstrate, Bob even let Tiffany watch a scene of some soft-core porn that he kept hidden in his closet. Bob just told her that this was "sexual education material" that he kept in case she had questions. He later regretted naming it that because Tiffany had asked several times after that if she could watch the sex ed video again after some conversation she had with one of her friends sparked her interests. The video was harmless enough. It was called Kama Sutra 3 and just depicted couples having sex in various positions with soft music in the background. It only briefly showed actual penetration and never showed the man orgasming except for when he was inside the woman. Luckily Tiffany hadn't asked to see that video for a couple years now so Bob was spared the embarrassment of revealing that he kept a small porn collection in his closet. A few of the titles were very graphic stuff that you wouldn't see on Cine-max.
Bob had just finished coming home from work on a Friday evening. He could hear the band practicing in the garage. They were actually starting to sound pretty good. He poked his head out into the garage to say hello but none of them noticed him. They were all too busy working on their set to see him so he just watched for a second. Tiffany fit right in with the guys. Jeans and a tank-top just like the rest of them. After watching for a few minutes Bob realized that Tiffany wasn't quite the same as the guys. His little Angel obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Whenever Tiffany would jump to the beat, her breasts would bounce along with her in the opposite direction. When had Tiffany's breasts gotten so big? Bob found himself mesmerized with the movement and despite it being his sweet little Angel his cock began to twitch and rapidly grew to a full hardness. "I'm going to have to talk to that girl about that" he thought to himself. She at least has to wear a sports bra out there with the guys. Her unimpaired breasts were just way too seductive for Bob to feel comfortable about her being out there along with the boys. For that matter they were too seductive for just Bob. "I'm going to have to hit the porn stash tonight" Bob chuckled to himself.
Bob had just finished changing out of his work clothes and relaxed in the recliner in his room when he heard Tiffany come into the house. "Hey dad, you home?" Tiffany called as she walked down the hallway to his bedroom. "Yep, I'm in her angel". Tiffany walked in and said "I saw you peek in on us. Our set was going great and I didn't want to spoil practice, but I don't want you to think I was ignoring you." Tiffany walked over and gave her dad a quick kiss on the lips. "How was your day at work daddy?" This was the usual exchange when he came home in the evening. Tiffany normally gave him a kiss and they would chat about their day before dinner. Today however Bob was still affected by what he had seen earlier in the garage. Tiffany stood there in front of him in some skinny jeans and the tank top. Bob smiled at her, and said "It was good. You guys sounded great out there." Bob glanced down from her beaming smile to the sweat that was on her neck and chest. A large bead of sweat gathered and ran down her chest. At the last moment it rolled right and slipped down between her cleavage. Tiffany's tank-top had stretched out with all the sweat and it was revealing better than half of the top of her tits. Bob brought himself back out of the trance. "Tiffany, angel. Don't you think you should be wearing a sports bra out there? That tank top isn't leaving much to the imagination. You're not a little girl any more angel. I don't want those boys ogling over you during practice." Tiffany looked down and laughed. "O daddy, you're so funny. The guys aren't going to give me a hard time over this." Tiffany jumped a couple times just to mock me and her breasts swayed beautifully up and down. I looked at her and gave her my best "you're being bad" look even though the action was starting to make my cock grow again. "Okay, okay. I'll get a sports bra." Tiffany said. "Those things are hot but I'll wear one when I'm out with the boys. Will that keep you happy?" I nodded and smiled. "Now Go clean up for dinner."
Tiffany turned and started jogged up the stairs. I watched her tits bounce with each step. "God she's going to kill me" I muttered under my breath. Tiffany stopped half way up and shouted down "Can I just use your shower? I don't think I have any clean towels in mine" I told her "Angel you can use any shower you want in the house. You know that." "Okay" Tiffany said. "Just wanted to make sure you didn't need it." I knew that her bathroom had plenty of towels. Tiffany just preferred using the master bathroom shower. It was a large walk-in shower that was glass on the one long side from floor to ceiling and even had a sky-light in the ceiling above it. When I had the house built I had that extra large shower put in so that my wife and I could use it together. The shower had jets on three sides with several massage options. It's one of my favorite guilty over indulgent pleasures. I didn't blame Tiffany for preferring that one over the one upstairs. Compared the master bedroom shower, hers was a gloomy tiny dungeon.
Tiffany went past me and shut the double doors that led into the master bath. I heard the water running and got up to go to the kitchen to start dinner. When I walked past the bathroom doors I noticed that one of them wasn't closed completely. I walked past it at first but then my cock stopped me and pulled me back to the door. "What's gotten into you Bob?" I asked myself. This was crazy. It's not like I had never seen Tiffany naked before. We didn't hang around the house nude, but I didn't shut the double doors when I showered and from time to time Tiffany would stick her head in the door and say "good night" or "good morning" while I was in the shower. Tiffany even asked me occasionally for something while she was in there. Occasionally she would call out "Daddy, can you get me some conditioner?" and I would bring some in and set it just inside the shower. Normally she had her back to me and I just saw her bare bottom, but on occasion I saw glimpses of her breasts. Just last week she said she couldn't get out because a cricket was right in front of the shower door. When I went in to get it Tiffany had a towel wrapped around her loosely but I could see the aureole on one of her breasts. Still it had been over a year since I saw her completely nude and I was curious, no my cock was curious as to just how much her breasts had grown since my last look.
I peeked into the crack between the partially closed doors and saw that Tiffany had already gotten into the shower. I couldn't see much beyond her right arm from the angle I was at so I opened the door a little bit more and Tiffany was in full view behind the glass wall that made up most of the shower. She was washing her hair and I watched as the water spilled down her back and went down in between the crack in her ass. Her hips had filled out nicely and from behind I would have sworn she was a fully grown woman. I kicked myself mentally. "Bob she's legal age, but come on! That's your daughter". I forced myself to walk out to the kitchen and start supper. I had to think of something quick since I had spent my time hanging out at the bathroom door so I just threw some spaghetti noodles into some boiling water and warmed up some meatballs and sauce in the microwave. I was just getting that started when I heard "Daddy, I forgot to bring my stuff down stairs with me". I called back to her "Hold on just a minute angel. I was trying to get dinner started." Then Tiffany called back, "That's fine. I'll get it." I heard the sound of footsteps on the tile floor on the other end of the house. I took a couple steps out of the kitchen and glanced down towards the master bedroom. Tiffany was walking up the stairs with a towel around her waist, but absolutely nothing on top. If I would have had my hand in boiling water I wouldn't have noticed. "Wow!" I said quietly to myself. "Her breasts must be nearly a D cup now." Tiffany disappeared up-stairs but the rock hard cock in my pants wasn't going anywhere. My porn tapes and my poor cock and right hand were going to get a work-out tonight.
Once dinner was done I set the table and called Tiffany down. I say called her down. Actually I sent her a text message to come down. "Kids can't do a thing without those mobile phones" I chuckled to myself. When Tiffany came down the stairs I saw that she was already wearing pajamas. Her pajamas normally consisted of a camisole or tank top and a pair of panties. I had already lost that battle with her 2 years ago. Her body had just really started to change and I bought her a robe for Christmas as hint that I thought she should cover up more around the house. Of course it sat in the back of her closet like the ugly ties she got me for Father's Day. I even tried directly asking her once if she was wearing enough clothes while walking around the house and she just laughed and said "Daddy, it's just you and me here at night. It's not like you haven't seen me naked before." Of course she was right but what I couldn't tell her was that her body was starting to be a bit distracting for her old man. So she pretty much wore whatever she wanted at night around the house. I had sort of gotten used to it but some times she would have on a pair of boy short panties or a thong and I would hide out in my room to avoid the discomfort.
As Tiffany walked into the dining room I could see that tonight was going to be sheer torture for me. I had just barely gotten my mind off her bouncy show earlier in the garage, and my peeping Tom show in the shower. Tiffany walked in wearing some white lacy boy shorts that half her ass was coming out of and a plain white tank top. "Mmmm that smells good daddy" Tiffany said. She walked in gave me a kiss on the cheek, grabbed her plate, and then turned and walked to the table. I looked back at her as she walked away. Yep. Most of her ass was hanging out. Those boy shorts turned me on more than a thong for some reason. I watched her behind sway in a seductive womanly fashion all the way over to her seat and finally grabbed my plate and joined her at the table. Things only got worse from there. Evidently she didn't fully dry off after the shower. Her hair was still a bit wet and it had gotten the top half of her white tank top wet too. Tiffany's nipples and aureole were clearly visible. "Is that a new shirt" I asked trying to give her a reason why I kept staring at her breasts. "Yeah, I bought a few of these in different colors and some new panties at Victoria's Secret the other day. My winter time pajamas are getting worn out and these are so much more comfortable." She looked at me and I must have had a funny look on my face. She then looked back down at her shirt and noticed that her tank top was mostly transparent. Tiffany laughed "Don't worry daddy. I'm not going to wear these outside with the guys during band practice. I'm not that dumb. It would look just like this once I started sweating. Besides, these are supposed to look pretty and my guitar strap would just make the shoulders look all knotted. "Well, you look very pretty so they're doing their job" I managed to mutter as I stared at her breasts. Under the table my cock had reached porn star status size so I just sat there and made small talk trying to think of something else. I talked about the weather, the temperature at the South Pole, whether or not Global Warming was real. Anything but her body or clothes.
Tiffany's shirt was just starting to dry enough so that only her nipple outline was visible. I was just starting to deflate when Tiffany abruptly changed the subject. "Daddy, what's a titty fuck?" I literally choked on my spaghetti. After drinking some water I said "What did you say?" sure that I had mis-heard her. Tiffany said "I overheard one of the guys say something about my tits being titty fuck tits. I was just wondering if that was some sort of put-down or what?" I put down my fork and laughed. "No no, my little angel. I can assure you that that was not a put-down. It's rather crude talk to have in front of a woman but it's a very nice compliment. Don't worry about it." Tiffany looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. "Well, what exactly is it. Obviously something to do with my tits but what does that mean?" I told her that it was when a man puts his penis in between a woman's breasts and she rubs her breasts up and down on his penis till he has an orgasm. Tiffany just looked at me and said "hmmmm, I guess I understand." We finished dinner and cleared the table. Tiffany put the dishes in the dishwasher and to my dismay had to bend over several times to put the plates on the bottom rack. This of course showed off her ass in the boy shorts and let her tits sway while she leaned over. The only thing saving me was the thought how great that porn collection was going to be tonight. I told Tiffany I was going to go watch some t.v. and then turn in for the night. I didn't have surround sound in my bedroom but my new 42" HD flat screen television was going to be be filled edge to edge with porn. Tiffany kissed me on the cheek and said "good night". I watched her walk off towards the stairs and sighed as her ass cheeks took turns going up and down while she walked. I followed her in that direction but headed towards my room. She had just put her foot on the first step when she stopped and turned around to me. "Daddy?" O boy there it is. That sweet little angel voice that I can't resist. I knew she was about to ask for a favor. "Yes angel, what is it?" I said back. Tiffany twirled her hair and turned her sweet angel voice up to full charm. "Daddy, do you still have that sex education video?"
I thought for a second and then remembered what she was talking about. Kama Sutra 3. Of course. It had been a couple years since I had pulled out for a demonstration. Tiffany had asked me what "69" was and wanted to see it in action. "O yeah, sweetie. I still have that if you want it." I went into my closet and fished it out. When I walked back out Tiffany was just standing there and I handed her the video. "Here it is. You can just keep it angel" I said hoping that this would get me away from Tiffany so I could take care of myself. I was hoping that she would take it up stairs and watch the entire thing or masturbate for hours with it. I really didn't care. I just wanted her out of the room so I could shut my doors and polish the bishop. Tiffany turned the box over to the back and looked at the index. I looked at the index and pointed out what she was looking for. "It's the one called tit-job. Skip to chapter 28 if your interested in seeing it in action." Tiffany said, "Okay, yeah I was still wanting to see that. Thanks daddy." What Tiffany did next was a life changing experience. Tiffany walked over and put the dvd in the player on my dresser. She then grabbed the remote and hopped onto my bed and turned on the power. Tiffany said "Daddy go get comfortable and then we can watch this." I honestly didn't know what to say. Her soft voice left me powerless to say no. I should have said no, but really what had changed? I'd watched some scenes with her before so why was this different? I went into my closet and changed into some boxers and peeked out the door. I knew exactly what was different. A beautiful barely legal woman was sitting on my bed in the tiniest possible lace panties and nearly see through tank top. Not only had I fantasized about those tits today, but there they were on display and I was supposed to watch a porn of a titty fuck with her. How was I supposed to sit there by those tits and watch that without erupting spontaneously? God I hoped this didn't end in a cum shot. I don't think I could take it. I didn't remember this specific part and prayed it was just a short demonstration of the position.
I gritted my teeth and walked out and sat on the bed beside her. Luckily it was a king sized bed so I didn't have to sit right up against her. Tiffany was doing a terrible job finding the right chapter so we saw scenes of a blow job, 15 seconds of a couple doing it doggy style, a reverse-cowgirl scene, and finally the words came on the screen."Tit-fuck". The models in this section turned out to be a young woman that looked remarkably like Tiffany and a slightly older male. At least he didn't have the same hair color as me but the age difference between the models was at least 20 years. I was cursing the producers for the awkward father-daughter scenario this looked like to me . The man started off by removing the woman's shirt and began kissing and licking her nipples. The woman's nipples responded by growing into pencil erasers. Boy they really knew how to pick them. I glanced over at Tiffany. Her nipples had grown to match the woman in the video. Tiffany looked over at me and smiled and nervously said, "I thought he was going to put his penis in between her tits?" "Just watch" I said. "I'm sure he will." Sure enough the man stood up and the woman pulled his underwear down to reveal a large 8 inch cock. Then the lady began kissing and sucking the man's cock. I was doing good and somehow managed to keep from getting a hard-on during this. Finally, the man laid down and the woman wrapped her tits around his cock and began titty fucking him. Tiffany looked over at me and said "Okay, that makes sense now". Relieved I said "There you go. You can just keep that video." hoping to end the battle with my cock. To my agony Tiffany said "Hold on I want to finish this scene." So we kept watching and the woman continued her assault on the man's cock with her tits. After about 5 min of multi-positional titty fucking the man started grunting. "O no" I thought. "Don't let this be an external cum shot." Tiffany was squirming slightly on her side of the bed and her right hand was playing with her nipple. She was trying to be discreet but I could still just see what she was doing. Meanwhile on the screen the man had all he could take of those tits and began shooting large ropes of thick creamy cum in between her tits. The woman leaned over and let him cum on her lips. The scene ended with the woman cleaning his cock, and the final shot was just a close up of the woman's cum covered tits.
Tiffany turned the television off and looked over at me. "Wow, that was intense daddy. Okay then I'll agree that saying they guys saying I had titty fucking tits was a compliment. Thanks for the 4-1-1 dad." Tiffany laughed. Then she looked down at my boxers. I had been so focused on looking back and forth between the video and Tiffany's tits that I didn't notice I was tenting my boxers with an enormous erection. I squirmed and tried to hide my obvious state of arousal. Tiffany said "Well at least I'm not the only one that found that sensual. Relax dad. I've seen you with a hard-on in the shower before." I laughed nervously and started to get out of bed. Tiffany leaned over towards my side. When she did her tits were exposed nearly down to her nipples. "Daddy?" Tiffany said in that sweet voice only my little angel could make. "Daddy, could we, uhm.. I mean would you be interested in.." Tiffany's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. "I really want to try that Daddy." I froze in my tracks. My beautiful daughter was so irresistible but still I was her dad and she was my little angel. I wasn't supposed to feel that way about her. I looked down to see that my cock was filled out to it's maximum 8 inches tenting my boxers out for a mile. "I don't know angel. Dads and daughters don't normally do that sort of thing together." Tiffany frowned and said "Don't you think I have titty fucking tits daddy?" She then sat up in bed and stuck her chest out for maximum effect. "Of course I do angel. Your tits are beautiful. I couldn't help but notice tonight when you didn't close the door all the way to the bathroom, and then you walked up the stairs topless I admired your tits then and I was just as hard then as I am now." Tiffany beamed "Really!" and then Tiffany crossed her arms in front of her and pulled her tank top over her head. She was now wearing nothing but her lacy boy shorts. What was I supposed to say. This beautiful young woman was in my bed, topless, asking me to titty fuck her. I don't know how I held it together but I manged to say "Tiffany angel. Daddy loves you very much but this isn't something that should be done just because you're horny. Why don't we sleep on it and we'll talk about it in the morning." Tiffany looked at me with a mixture of understanding and sadness. "Okay dad", she said. "But that made me so horny I just had to try it." Since we were already into intimate conversation I said "Tiffany you do know how to masturbate right?" Tiffany laughed. "Of course I do dad. I do that all the time." "All right then" I said. "Why don't you go upstairs and rub your little pussy raw. Here take this video with you. We'll talk about it in the morning. Tiffany got up and took the video out of the dvd player. She turned and stopped at the door, still topless. Tiffany bounced a little and then grabbed her tits and moved them up and down. "You really sure daddy?". I just pointed to the stairs and said "good night". Tiffany said "Night dad, love you." I watched her walk up the stairs topless. Her tits jiggled softly with each step.
When Tiffany was out of sight I closed my door, stripped off my boxers, laid down on the bed and jacked off thinking about those tits. No, not the tits in the video, my little angel Tiffany's tits. I came so hard that I splashed myself in the face. I had to jack of 2 more times before I could actually fall asleep. The porn never made it out of the closet. It would have been a downgrade from what I had just witnessed. The next morning I woke up and was shaking my head thinking about the night before. I don't know how I did it but I held out against my angels's persistent pleads for me to titty fuck her. I felt better, stronger, and more sure of myself now. This was just a phase Tiffany was going through. I just had to hold up and be a man, maybe jack off a lot in secret, but in front of her I needed to stay strong and just be her daddy. I got up and hopped out of bed and headed to the shower. I started to close the bathroom door but though "No, I never did that before. I'm, going to have to act normal so this isn't weird for Tiffany." I left the doors open like normal and hopped into the shower to wash off all of last night's cum. After a min I heard Tiffany's voice. She peeked her head into the door. "Morning daddy". I smiled and said "Morning angel" and continued washing my hair. "I'm going to use your shower this morning. You don't mind do you daddy?" I answered back "Of course not angel. I told you that you don't need to ask. In fact if you never want to use the one upstairs that's fine. You know everything here is yours just as much as mine." Tiffany said "Okay sounds great." About 30 seconds later Tiffany walked into the shower with me and said "Can you pass me the soap?" I started to protest but thought "That little minx is testing me. Fine I can play that game and win." So I passed her the soap and didn't act the least bit surprised that she was in there with me. I glanced over at Tiffany. Wow! Beautiful face, hair, perfect tits, perfect ass, and I see she keeps her bush neatly trimmed to a tiny strip. "Looking good this morning angel I said" showing her that I wasn't going to be intimidated by her game. Angel said "I thought about last night daddy. I still want you to titty fuck me when you'reTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
Tiffany was no slouch from the neck down either. Although she generally wore tom-boyish clothes there was no hiding her curvy hips and butt when she had on a snug pair of jeans. She normally wore looser fitting shirts that gave just the slightest hint of her swelling breasts. Those lucky enough to see her in a bikini at the lake however had no doubt she was 100% woman. Her breasts had grown quite a lot recently despite her complaints about it each time she tried to wear an old t-shirt from rock concerts she'd been to the previous year. Why couldn't they just stay a B or even a small C?
Tiffany had lots of friends. Some girls envied her for her natural beauty but since Tiffany was probably the least likely to attempt to steal boyfriends her obvious advantage was overlooked by the other girls. Tiffany most certainly liked boys but never had an actual boyfriend. All her close male friends were the slightly grungy type that hung out in garages on the weekend trying to start up a real band. Tiffany was most at home with this crowd. In fact she was fairly involved with a band that called themselves "The Dragon's Lair". Yeah, it was a corny/cheesy name but Tiffany liked it and enjoyed hanging out with the guys on the weekend. The guys of course loved having Tiffany around and prayed she would get hot enough playing the bass to just wear a tank-top during practice. Aside from being the only one in the band with tits, Tiffany was actually pretty good so she was a natural pick for them when they tried to organize practice sessions at the beginning of the year. Tiffany was also the only one in the band that had a big enough garage that they could all fit their stuff in it for practice.
Tiffany's dad wasn't rich but he was well off enough and Bob liked to spoil his daughter at every given opportunity so when she asked him in her sweet soft voice, "Daddy, can our band practice in the extra garage?" he quickly agreed. Their house had an extra garage on the side and it wasn't used for much more than storing a lawn mower and some home projects that Bob was working on. "Sure angel. I'll clean out the extra spot and you can use it for practice. Just don't play after 10 at night or the home owner's association will start sending me nasty letters." Tiffany loved that her dad still called her his little "Angel" even though she was hardly little any more. Tiffany's mother had died in a car crash when Tiffany was only 12. Bob told her that "mommy is in Heaven now but I have my little angel here to remind me of her." The name stuck and her dad rarely even called her Tiffany. Just "Angel" or "little Angel".
Bob had been dealt a mixed deck of cards in life. Despite having an excellent job and wonderful wife and daughter, his wife had been killed in a car crash leaving him with just Tiffany. Still Bob was thankful that Tiffany wasn't with her mom that day. At least he still had her to remind him of his wife. Having Tiffany around helped tremendously with the pain. He was too busy trying to help Tiffany grow up to sit around and feel sorry for himself. He sometimes blamed himself for Tiffany being sort of tom-boyish but Bob didn't quite have the fashion sense that his wife had. Who would have expected it from him really? What he did do was to just try and be there for Tiffany when she needed him. He got her up and made her breakfast before school each day, let her buy whatever she wanted for clothes, bought her "supplies" when she started her period, and he even had a sex talk with her when she asked him one day what a blow job was. Bob smiled thinking about how he nearly choked on his coffee when Tiffany said "Daddy, what's a blow job?" Bob sat her down and had a frank and open discussion about men, women, and sex. To help demonstrate, Bob even let Tiffany watch a scene of some soft-core porn that he kept hidden in his closet. Bob just told her that this was "sexual education material" that he kept in case she had questions. He later regretted naming it that because Tiffany had asked several times after that if she could watch the sex ed video again after some conversation she had with one of her friends sparked her interests. The video was harmless enough. It was called Kama Sutra 3 and just depicted couples having sex in various positions with soft music in the background. It only briefly showed actual penetration and never showed the man orgasming except for when he was inside the woman. Luckily Tiffany hadn't asked to see that video for a couple years now so Bob was spared the embarrassment of revealing that he kept a small porn collection in his closet. A few of the titles were very graphic stuff that you wouldn't see on Cine-max.
Bob had just finished coming home from work on a Friday evening. He could hear the band practicing in the garage. They were actually starting to sound pretty good. He poked his head out into the garage to say hello but none of them noticed him. They were all too busy working on their set to see him so he just watched for a second. Tiffany fit right in with the guys. Jeans and a tank-top just like the rest of them. After watching for a few minutes Bob realized that Tiffany wasn't quite the same as the guys. His little Angel obviously wasn't wearing a bra. Whenever Tiffany would jump to the beat, her breasts would bounce along with her in the opposite direction. When had Tiffany's breasts gotten so big? Bob found himself mesmerized with the movement and despite it being his sweet little Angel his cock began to twitch and rapidly grew to a full hardness. "I'm going to have to talk to that girl about that" he thought to himself. She at least has to wear a sports bra out there with the guys. Her unimpaired breasts were just way too seductive for Bob to feel comfortable about her being out there along with the boys. For that matter they were too seductive for just Bob. "I'm going to have to hit the porn stash tonight" Bob chuckled to himself.
Bob had just finished changing out of his work clothes and relaxed in the recliner in his room when he heard Tiffany come into the house. "Hey dad, you home?" Tiffany called as she walked down the hallway to his bedroom. "Yep, I'm in her angel". Tiffany walked in and said "I saw you peek in on us. Our set was going great and I didn't want to spoil practice, but I don't want you to think I was ignoring you." Tiffany walked over and gave her dad a quick kiss on the lips. "How was your day at work daddy?" This was the usual exchange when he came home in the evening. Tiffany normally gave him a kiss and they would chat about their day before dinner. Today however Bob was still affected by what he had seen earlier in the garage. Tiffany stood there in front of him in some skinny jeans and the tank top. Bob smiled at her, and said "It was good. You guys sounded great out there." Bob glanced down from her beaming smile to the sweat that was on her neck and chest. A large bead of sweat gathered and ran down her chest. At the last moment it rolled right and slipped down between her cleavage. Tiffany's tank-top had stretched out with all the sweat and it was revealing better than half of the top of her tits. Bob brought himself back out of the trance. "Tiffany, angel. Don't you think you should be wearing a sports bra out there? That tank top isn't leaving much to the imagination. You're not a little girl any more angel. I don't want those boys ogling over you during practice." Tiffany looked down and laughed. "O daddy, you're so funny. The guys aren't going to give me a hard time over this." Tiffany jumped a couple times just to mock me and her breasts swayed beautifully up and down. I looked at her and gave her my best "you're being bad" look even though the action was starting to make my cock grow again. "Okay, okay. I'll get a sports bra." Tiffany said. "Those things are hot but I'll wear one when I'm out with the boys. Will that keep you happy?" I nodded and smiled. "Now Go clean up for dinner."
Tiffany turned and started jogged up the stairs. I watched her tits bounce with each step. "God she's going to kill me" I muttered under my breath. Tiffany stopped half way up and shouted down "Can I just use your shower? I don't think I have any clean towels in mine" I told her "Angel you can use any shower you want in the house. You know that." "Okay" Tiffany said. "Just wanted to make sure you didn't need it." I knew that her bathroom had plenty of towels. Tiffany just preferred using the master bathroom shower. It was a large walk-in shower that was glass on the one long side from floor to ceiling and even had a sky-light in the ceiling above it. When I had the house built I had that extra large shower put in so that my wife and I could use it together. The shower had jets on three sides with several massage options. It's one of my favorite guilty over indulgent pleasures. I didn't blame Tiffany for preferring that one over the one upstairs. Compared the master bedroom shower, hers was a gloomy tiny dungeon.
Tiffany went past me and shut the double doors that led into the master bath. I heard the water running and got up to go to the kitchen to start dinner. When I walked past the bathroom doors I noticed that one of them wasn't closed completely. I walked past it at first but then my cock stopped me and pulled me back to the door. "What's gotten into you Bob?" I asked myself. This was crazy. It's not like I had never seen Tiffany naked before. We didn't hang around the house nude, but I didn't shut the double doors when I showered and from time to time Tiffany would stick her head in the door and say "good night" or "good morning" while I was in the shower. Tiffany even asked me occasionally for something while she was in there. Occasionally she would call out "Daddy, can you get me some conditioner?" and I would bring some in and set it just inside the shower. Normally she had her back to me and I just saw her bare bottom, but on occasion I saw glimpses of her breasts. Just last week she said she couldn't get out because a cricket was right in front of the shower door. When I went in to get it Tiffany had a towel wrapped around her loosely but I could see the aureole on one of her breasts. Still it had been over a year since I saw her completely nude and I was curious, no my cock was curious as to just how much her breasts had grown since my last look.
I peeked into the crack between the partially closed doors and saw that Tiffany had already gotten into the shower. I couldn't see much beyond her right arm from the angle I was at so I opened the door a little bit more and Tiffany was in full view behind the glass wall that made up most of the shower. She was washing her hair and I watched as the water spilled down her back and went down in between the crack in her ass. Her hips had filled out nicely and from behind I would have sworn she was a fully grown woman. I kicked myself mentally. "Bob she's legal age, but come on! That's your daughter". I forced myself to walk out to the kitchen and start supper. I had to think of something quick since I had spent my time hanging out at the bathroom door so I just threw some spaghetti noodles into some boiling water and warmed up some meatballs and sauce in the microwave. I was just getting that started when I heard "Daddy, I forgot to bring my stuff down stairs with me". I called back to her "Hold on just a minute angel. I was trying to get dinner started." Then Tiffany called back, "That's fine. I'll get it." I heard the sound of footsteps on the tile floor on the other end of the house. I took a couple steps out of the kitchen and glanced down towards the master bedroom. Tiffany was walking up the stairs with a towel around her waist, but absolutely nothing on top. If I would have had my hand in boiling water I wouldn't have noticed. "Wow!" I said quietly to myself. "Her breasts must be nearly a D cup now." Tiffany disappeared up-stairs but the rock hard cock in my pants wasn't going anywhere. My porn tapes and my poor cock and right hand were going to get a work-out tonight.
Once dinner was done I set the table and called Tiffany down. I say called her down. Actually I sent her a text message to come down. "Kids can't do a thing without those mobile phones" I chuckled to myself. When Tiffany came down the stairs I saw that she was already wearing pajamas. Her pajamas normally consisted of a camisole or tank top and a pair of panties. I had already lost that battle with her 2 years ago. Her body had just really started to change and I bought her a robe for Christmas as hint that I thought she should cover up more around the house. Of course it sat in the back of her closet like the ugly ties she got me for Father's Day. I even tried directly asking her once if she was wearing enough clothes while walking around the house and she just laughed and said "Daddy, it's just you and me here at night. It's not like you haven't seen me naked before." Of course she was right but what I couldn't tell her was that her body was starting to be a bit distracting for her old man. So she pretty much wore whatever she wanted at night around the house. I had sort of gotten used to it but some times she would have on a pair of boy short panties or a thong and I would hide out in my room to avoid the discomfort.
As Tiffany walked into the dining room I could see that tonight was going to be sheer torture for me. I had just barely gotten my mind off her bouncy show earlier in the garage, and my peeping Tom show in the shower. Tiffany walked in wearing some white lacy boy shorts that half her ass was coming out of and a plain white tank top. "Mmmm that smells good daddy" Tiffany said. She walked in gave me a kiss on the cheek, grabbed her plate, and then turned and walked to the table. I looked back at her as she walked away. Yep. Most of her ass was hanging out. Those boy shorts turned me on more than a thong for some reason. I watched her behind sway in a seductive womanly fashion all the way over to her seat and finally grabbed my plate and joined her at the table. Things only got worse from there. Evidently she didn't fully dry off after the shower. Her hair was still a bit wet and it had gotten the top half of her white tank top wet too. Tiffany's nipples and aureole were clearly visible. "Is that a new shirt" I asked trying to give her a reason why I kept staring at her breasts. "Yeah, I bought a few of these in different colors and some new panties at Victoria's Secret the other day. My winter time pajamas are getting worn out and these are so much more comfortable." She looked at me and I must have had a funny look on my face. She then looked back down at her shirt and noticed that her tank top was mostly transparent. Tiffany laughed "Don't worry daddy. I'm not going to wear these outside with the guys during band practice. I'm not that dumb. It would look just like this once I started sweating. Besides, these are supposed to look pretty and my guitar strap would just make the shoulders look all knotted. "Well, you look very pretty so they're doing their job" I managed to mutter as I stared at her breasts. Under the table my cock had reached porn star status size so I just sat there and made small talk trying to think of something else. I talked about the weather, the temperature at the South Pole, whether or not Global Warming was real. Anything but her body or clothes.
Tiffany's shirt was just starting to dry enough so that only her nipple outline was visible. I was just starting to deflate when Tiffany abruptly changed the subject. "Daddy, what's a titty fuck?" I literally choked on my spaghetti. After drinking some water I said "What did you say?" sure that I had mis-heard her. Tiffany said "I overheard one of the guys say something about my tits being titty fuck tits. I was just wondering if that was some sort of put-down or what?" I put down my fork and laughed. "No no, my little angel. I can assure you that that was not a put-down. It's rather crude talk to have in front of a woman but it's a very nice compliment. Don't worry about it." Tiffany looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. "Well, what exactly is it. Obviously something to do with my tits but what does that mean?" I told her that it was when a man puts his penis in between a woman's breasts and she rubs her breasts up and down on his penis till he has an orgasm. Tiffany just looked at me and said "hmmmm, I guess I understand." We finished dinner and cleared the table. Tiffany put the dishes in the dishwasher and to my dismay had to bend over several times to put the plates on the bottom rack. This of course showed off her ass in the boy shorts and let her tits sway while she leaned over. The only thing saving me was the thought how great that porn collection was going to be tonight. I told Tiffany I was going to go watch some t.v. and then turn in for the night. I didn't have surround sound in my bedroom but my new 42" HD flat screen television was going to be be filled edge to edge with porn. Tiffany kissed me on the cheek and said "good night". I watched her walk off towards the stairs and sighed as her ass cheeks took turns going up and down while she walked. I followed her in that direction but headed towards my room. She had just put her foot on the first step when she stopped and turned around to me. "Daddy?" O boy there it is. That sweet little angel voice that I can't resist. I knew she was about to ask for a favor. "Yes angel, what is it?" I said back. Tiffany twirled her hair and turned her sweet angel voice up to full charm. "Daddy, do you still have that sex education video?"
I thought for a second and then remembered what she was talking about. Kama Sutra 3. Of course. It had been a couple years since I had pulled out for a demonstration. Tiffany had asked me what "69" was and wanted to see it in action. "O yeah, sweetie. I still have that if you want it." I went into my closet and fished it out. When I walked back out Tiffany was just standing there and I handed her the video. "Here it is. You can just keep it angel" I said hoping that this would get me away from Tiffany so I could take care of myself. I was hoping that she would take it up stairs and watch the entire thing or masturbate for hours with it. I really didn't care. I just wanted her out of the room so I could shut my doors and polish the bishop. Tiffany turned the box over to the back and looked at the index. I looked at the index and pointed out what she was looking for. "It's the one called tit-job. Skip to chapter 28 if your interested in seeing it in action." Tiffany said, "Okay, yeah I was still wanting to see that. Thanks daddy." What Tiffany did next was a life changing experience. Tiffany walked over and put the dvd in the player on my dresser. She then grabbed the remote and hopped onto my bed and turned on the power. Tiffany said "Daddy go get comfortable and then we can watch this." I honestly didn't know what to say. Her soft voice left me powerless to say no. I should have said no, but really what had changed? I'd watched some scenes with her before so why was this different? I went into my closet and changed into some boxers and peeked out the door. I knew exactly what was different. A beautiful barely legal woman was sitting on my bed in the tiniest possible lace panties and nearly see through tank top. Not only had I fantasized about those tits today, but there they were on display and I was supposed to watch a porn of a titty fuck with her. How was I supposed to sit there by those tits and watch that without erupting spontaneously? God I hoped this didn't end in a cum shot. I don't think I could take it. I didn't remember this specific part and prayed it was just a short demonstration of the position.
I gritted my teeth and walked out and sat on the bed beside her. Luckily it was a king sized bed so I didn't have to sit right up against her. Tiffany was doing a terrible job finding the right chapter so we saw scenes of a blow job, 15 seconds of a couple doing it doggy style, a reverse-cowgirl scene, and finally the words came on the screen."Tit-fuck". The models in this section turned out to be a young woman that looked remarkably like Tiffany and a slightly older male. At least he didn't have the same hair color as me but the age difference between the models was at least 20 years. I was cursing the producers for the awkward father-daughter scenario this looked like to me . The man started off by removing the woman's shirt and began kissing and licking her nipples. The woman's nipples responded by growing into pencil erasers. Boy they really knew how to pick them. I glanced over at Tiffany. Her nipples had grown to match the woman in the video. Tiffany looked over at me and smiled and nervously said, "I thought he was going to put his penis in between her tits?" "Just watch" I said. "I'm sure he will." Sure enough the man stood up and the woman pulled his underwear down to reveal a large 8 inch cock. Then the lady began kissing and sucking the man's cock. I was doing good and somehow managed to keep from getting a hard-on during this. Finally, the man laid down and the woman wrapped her tits around his cock and began titty fucking him. Tiffany looked over at me and said "Okay, that makes sense now". Relieved I said "There you go. You can just keep that video." hoping to end the battle with my cock. To my agony Tiffany said "Hold on I want to finish this scene." So we kept watching and the woman continued her assault on the man's cock with her tits. After about 5 min of multi-positional titty fucking the man started grunting. "O no" I thought. "Don't let this be an external cum shot." Tiffany was squirming slightly on her side of the bed and her right hand was playing with her nipple. She was trying to be discreet but I could still just see what she was doing. Meanwhile on the screen the man had all he could take of those tits and began shooting large ropes of thick creamy cum in between her tits. The woman leaned over and let him cum on her lips. The scene ended with the woman cleaning his cock, and the final shot was just a close up of the woman's cum covered tits.
Tiffany turned the television off and looked over at me. "Wow, that was intense daddy. Okay then I'll agree that saying they guys saying I had titty fucking tits was a compliment. Thanks for the 4-1-1 dad." Tiffany laughed. Then she looked down at my boxers. I had been so focused on looking back and forth between the video and Tiffany's tits that I didn't notice I was tenting my boxers with an enormous erection. I squirmed and tried to hide my obvious state of arousal. Tiffany said "Well at least I'm not the only one that found that sensual. Relax dad. I've seen you with a hard-on in the shower before." I laughed nervously and started to get out of bed. Tiffany leaned over towards my side. When she did her tits were exposed nearly down to her nipples. "Daddy?" Tiffany said in that sweet voice only my little angel could make. "Daddy, could we, uhm.. I mean would you be interested in.." Tiffany's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. "I really want to try that Daddy." I froze in my tracks. My beautiful daughter was so irresistible but still I was her dad and she was my little angel. I wasn't supposed to feel that way about her. I looked down to see that my cock was filled out to it's maximum 8 inches tenting my boxers out for a mile. "I don't know angel. Dads and daughters don't normally do that sort of thing together." Tiffany frowned and said "Don't you think I have titty fucking tits daddy?" She then sat up in bed and stuck her chest out for maximum effect. "Of course I do angel. Your tits are beautiful. I couldn't help but notice tonight when you didn't close the door all the way to the bathroom, and then you walked up the stairs topless I admired your tits then and I was just as hard then as I am now." Tiffany beamed "Really!" and then Tiffany crossed her arms in front of her and pulled her tank top over her head. She was now wearing nothing but her lacy boy shorts. What was I supposed to say. This beautiful young woman was in my bed, topless, asking me to titty fuck her. I don't know how I held it together but I manged to say "Tiffany angel. Daddy loves you very much but this isn't something that should be done just because you're horny. Why don't we sleep on it and we'll talk about it in the morning." Tiffany looked at me with a mixture of understanding and sadness. "Okay dad", she said. "But that made me so horny I just had to try it." Since we were already into intimate conversation I said "Tiffany you do know how to masturbate right?" Tiffany laughed. "Of course I do dad. I do that all the time." "All right then" I said. "Why don't you go upstairs and rub your little pussy raw. Here take this video with you. We'll talk about it in the morning. Tiffany got up and took the video out of the dvd player. She turned and stopped at the door, still topless. Tiffany bounced a little and then grabbed her tits and moved them up and down. "You really sure daddy?". I just pointed to the stairs and said "good night". Tiffany said "Night dad, love you." I watched her walk up the stairs topless. Her tits jiggled softly with each step.
When Tiffany was out of sight I closed my door, stripped off my boxers, laid down on the bed and jacked off thinking about those tits. No, not the tits in the video, my little angel Tiffany's tits. I came so hard that I splashed myself in the face. I had to jack of 2 more times before I could actually fall asleep. The porn never made it out of the closet. It would have been a downgrade from what I had just witnessed. The next morning I woke up and was shaking my head thinking about the night before. I don't know how I did it but I held out against my angels's persistent pleads for me to titty fuck her. I felt better, stronger, and more sure of myself now. This was just a phase Tiffany was going through. I just had to hold up and be a man, maybe jack off a lot in secret, but in front of her I needed to stay strong and just be her daddy. I got up and hopped out of bed and headed to the shower. I started to close the bathroom door but though "No, I never did that before. I'm, going to have to act normal so this isn't weird for Tiffany." I left the doors open like normal and hopped into the shower to wash off all of last night's cum. After a min I heard Tiffany's voice. She peeked her head into the door. "Morning daddy". I smiled and said "Morning angel" and continued washing my hair. "I'm going to use your shower this morning. You don't mind do you daddy?" I answered back "Of course not angel. I told you that you don't need to ask. In fact if you never want to use the one upstairs that's fine. You know everything here is yours just as much as mine." Tiffany said "Okay sounds great." About 30 seconds later Tiffany walked into the shower with me and said "Can you pass me the soap?" I started to protest but thought "That little minx is testing me. Fine I can play that game and win." So I passed her the soap and didn't act the least bit surprised that she was in there with me. I glanced over at Tiffany. Wow! Beautiful face, hair, perfect tits, perfect ass, and I see she keeps her bush neatly trimmed to a tiny strip. "Looking good this morning angel I said" showing her that I wasn't going to be intimidated by her game. Angel said "I thought about last night daddy. I still want you to titty fuck me when you'reTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
Alma
- 11.08.2022
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