Over the next couple of days, Stacy did her best to play it cool, and they avoided any awkwardness after the flashing incident. Joe stayed in his rooms, and though she couldn't hear anything, Stacy's knowledge that he was locked up furiously jacking off to incest porn kept her at a baseline level of horniness, which would've driven her crazy if she couldn't evacuate the pent-up physical energy through exercise. She'd picked up yoga in college and had the foresight to bring her mat back home with her, on which she spent a significant amount of time contorted into all sorts of positions that were just painful enough to keep her mind off the sexual tension in the house.
She was in the middle of the Happy Baby pose, on her back with her legs spread and raised, holding her ankles, when Joe strolled into the living room. He was a rare sight in the middle of the day, but there were times when he actually did have to do some work instead of relentlessly beating his meat, and those were times when he would occasionally emerge to refresh his cup of coffee.
'Hey, pumpkin,' he said, setting his mug under the Nespresso machine on the open-plan kitchen counter and pressing the button. 'Keeping limber.'
'Yep,' she said, rocking back and forth on the mat, eyes on the ceiling. 'What's the point in being young if I can't put my legs behind my head, right?'
She heard him chuckle and come closer, bare feet hitting the floorboards, until she felt his presence at the bottom of the mat. The coffee machine let out its usual loud whirr, which covered up the rustle of Joe squatting, and Stacy gasped when she felt her father's index finger press into the mound of her vulva. In her position, it was especially prominent, a little hill between her thighs, covered with the thin material of her yoga pants. He might even be able to make out the cleft of her cute puffy pussy. He caressed the mound, down from over the mouth of her cunt up to poke her clit, then back down until he touched her trembling asshole.
Then, the coffee finished pouring, his hand withdrew, and he stood up to grab his cup. Stacy rolled forward to sit up, thighs splayed either side of her body, red in the face from the sudden movement and the electric arousal coursing through her veins. 'Dad!'
Joe stopped at the door, mid-sip, and lowered his cup. 'Yeah?'
She wasn't sure how to proceed, but she wanted answers. 'Why'd you, uh… freak over me forgetting my panties, when you…'
Not knowing how to put it, she flicked her index finger in the air, then raised her shoulders questioningly. Joe raised his eyebrows, as if it were obvious. 'You're dressed, aren't you? I just gave you a friendly poke. Nothing inappropriate.'
Stacy blinked. The logic didn't make sense , but she understood it. She wasn't sure if he even believed it himself, but it was like a fig leaf for his out of control libido, an outlet valve for a body obsessed with sex. She just nodded with an 'oh, sure, yeah,' and continued her workout when he left, but his words stuck in her mind. For her father's convoluted morality system, touching her over her clothes with his naked hand wasn't crossing the line. She didn't want to risk jeopardizing their relationship by probing directly, but she wondered how far this went. Would other intimate kinds of contact be okay if they were both dressed? How much touching was too much?
She'd have to find out.
Her first test came next morning, when Joe was at the kitchen table having breakfast. Stacy grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl and made small talk about her studies, knowing it was mostly going in one ear and out the other for her sleepy dad. She sidled up to him and, mid-sentence, reached down with her free hand and grabbed her father's cock through his pants, the same way he had the previous day. That woke him up. He jolted, but didn't get up, watching mutely as his little girl massaged his thickening shaft and casually groped up and down his growing bulge. As she rubbed where the head was with her thumb, he mumbled, 'what are you doing?'
'Giving you a friendly poke,' she said, as if it were obvious. 'We're dressed, right? No problem.'
Joe didn't say anything, which meant he didn't contradict her, either. About five minutes of Stacy playing with his cock later, when he was fully erect and painfully constrained by his jeans, he stood up and ambled out, mumbling something about needing to get to work. Even if Stacy didn't know about his gooning set-up, she would've had a pretty good guess about what "work" consisted of.
So it looked like her father hadn't expected her to give as good as she got, but contradicting his own "logic" would be too embarrassing. Stacy could work with that. And later that same day, she did.
The scene was similar to the last time Joe walked in on his daughter's yoga session, with her once again laying on her back, spreading her legs to show off her inviting pussy mound. Perhaps still shaken by the morning's events, he walked right past to fill up on coffee without more than a "hey," but Stacy wasn't going to let him get away that easy.
'Hey, dad, can you help me with something?' she asked, rolling forward to sit on her haunches.
'Sure, kiddo.'
'Alright! So, basically, I'm trying to get a deeper stretch in my Child's Pose, but I'm not flexible enough to do it on my own. Can you help?'
'Sure thing,' Joe said, coming closer.
Stacy grinned and rolled over onto her front, getting on her hands and knees. Child's Pose was meant for recuperation, so her claim was nonsense, but her dad didn't know that. She tucked her knees under her body and brought her arms forward. 'And now, can you lean on my back and help me get my hands farther in front?'
She felt him kneel behind her, uncertain, until he eventually did the only thing that made sense and draped his larger body over hers. His strong hands grabbed Stacy's wrists to gently pull them forward, his chest and stomach pressed down on her back, and the prominent bulge between his legs dug into his daughter's ass. The position set Stacy's senses aflame, reminded her of the delicious weight of a man on her lithe body during sex. She physically felt Joe's cock harden, and begin to insistently push against the bottom of her pussy, magically avoiding impropriety thanks to a few thin layers of cotton. When she clenched and relaxed her cunt, she heard him groan into her neck. He felt it.
'Alright,' she said, in a tight voice, muffled by her position, 'I'm going to get into Cow's Pose, but I'll go back down to Child's, so don't go away yet, okay?'
Joe grunted in affirmation and rose up, only keeping one point of contact between their bodies: the erect dick jutting out from his crotch and his daughter's firm, round ass. Stacy slowly got on her hands and knees, making sure the belly of her dad's boner remained nestled between her cheeks, and when she was on all fours in the promised Cow's Pose, she started arcing and straightening her back, practically twerking against Joe's horny cock, and he gasped.
'Stace, what –'
'It's part of the circuit,' she said, not stopping for a second, feeling her father's hot prick twitch against her asshole, her vulva. 'Strengthens the lower back. Almost done, okay?'
Joe didn't reply, but she could hear his labored breathing, matched by her own – though she could pass it off as a result of the vigorous way she was shaking her perfect rump. She wondered how far she should take it, and how long it would actually take for him to cum. He was middle-aged, after all, and he had to be beating his meat so often his sensitivity would be shot to –
Without warning, she felt fingers dig into her thighs. It wasn't strong enough to hold her still, more like a reflex Joe couldn't stop, because two seconds later she felt him hump her butt once, hard , heard him choke out a groan, and felt something warm and sticky burst out the tip of his erect dick and spread into the material of her yoga pants, smearing into the cleft of her ass.
Her father had just busted a fat nut on her ass. Heavy enough to permeate through their clothes, to touch her skin.
Instantly, she wanted him to tear a hole in her leggings and panties and cram his fat cock inside her, use her as a fleshlight while he watched his perverted porn. Just like what she'd heard through his headphones –
Your cum is my drug, daddy. Knock your baby girl up.
The arousal went to her head, and she got dizzy. She knew her cunt would be pulsating against his crotch, trying in vain to beckon him inside. Stacy slowed the arcing of her back, and shakily went back down to Child's Pose – at which point Joe stood up. She looked over her shoulder as best she could, cheek flat against the mat. 'You can't help me with my second stretch?'
'N-no, I, uh, my break's gone on long enough, honey. Sorry. You're doing great.' His voice was gravelly, thick with lust. Stacy kept her ass raised, presenting, begging to be bred. The spot where he'd leaked his load was probably shiny in the living room's lights. She heard him pick up his mug – which he'd forgotten to fill up with coffee – and almost jog to the stairs, though on his way, he said: 'You're working up a sweat. I gotta do the laundry later, so just leave your pants in the basket and they'll be ready for tomorrow, okay?'
'Sure,' Stacy said, raising up from the floor to sit on her knees. Joe was out of the room at that point. The position only made the stain on the seat of her leggings all the more apparent, seeping into her panties now it was pressed tight against her ass. She wasn't sure whether he was just acting normal, in a weird display of cognitive dissonance, or if he really thought she hadn't been able to tell he'd spurted his little swimmers on his own daughter's behind and he wanted to get rid of the evidence ASAP.
One thing was for sure, though. He didn't mention anything about it being inappropriate. Which meant she had free reign to push his logic even further.
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