Over the following weeks, Stacy continued to push the envelope. She regularly had her dad "help out" with her yoga stretches, in a host of different positions. Though he started out uncertain, especially after she made him spray his shorts the first time, he grew more confident as he knelt between her spread thighs and pushed her knees either side of her head, practically in the missionary position; or straddled one of her thighs with her other foot on his shoulder, stretching her hamstring with his throbbing boner flush against her pussy; or held on to her hips as she knelt and balanced her stomach on an exercise ball, softly humping her gorgeous ass.
Stacy didn't mention his erections or the frotting, even as she ended each session with panties so dowsed in girl drool she had to peel them off her cute, shaved cunt. Soon, she stopped bothering with them, which had the added benefit of making her slit even more visible, especially when the seam of her yoga pants rode up to split her lips in an obscene cameltoe. When they finished the stretches – and Joe looked forward to it now, dressing down to shorts and a t-shirt and participating in the whole process – her father frequently sent her away by fondly squeezing her prominent pussy lips together, and she loved it.
He was spending less time cooped up in his rooms now, though she still didn't see him for most of the day. His growing boldness was a fantastic sign. There was still no skin-to-skin sexual contact, but if he came downstairs and found his daughter in a button-up and pants, he was liable to greet her by coming up behind her, kissing the back of her head and the shell of her ear, and casually unbuttoning her top until he could get his greedy hands all over her bra-covered teen tits, kneading the soft flesh like a professional masseur.
All she'd do is smile and cheerily say, 'Morning, dad!' At which point he'd give her breasts a final squeeze and fix himself breakfast while she covered back up. She'd considered surprising him with bare breasts, but figured she'd get better results playing by his convoluted rules. Taking the initiative of undressing her – even if not totally – was a significant step.
So she figured she'd make it a leap.
One sunny Saturday morning, Stacy got up early, put on a comfy sports bra and panties, and tiptoed over to her dad's room, peeking inside from the door. He slept like a log nowadays, and as she crept closer to his snoozing form, she wondered if his new jerking habit had something to do with it. Most of the boys she fucked in college practically passed out after blowing their load. Maybe edging all day meant a really good night's sleep once he finally let loose.
She was standing by the side of the bed now, and looking at her father's face while those thoughts ran through her head made her bite her lip. She'd felt his cock throb against her pussy several times, and she'd seen his gooning set-up, but she hadn't actually seen him beat off yet, and she badly wanted to.
Stacy gently knelt on the mattress, pausing when the motion made Joe stir. He turned onto his back, which made it easier to pull the comforter off his slumbering body and straddle his hips. He slept in a t-shirt and boxer briefs, which, again, was just fine – if he'd only been in his underpants, her own relative state of undress might have been too much. She leaned down to settle her pillowy tits on Joe's flat pecs, felt his soft dick squish down under her cunt, and started kissing his face.
The pecks were light, little butterfly kisses on his cheeks and chin, and gradually, Stacy could sense him waking up. He sighed a little, and while he was still half-asleep, she pressed her pink lips to his and felt a jolt of pleasure straight to her clit when he sleepily started to kiss back. It was instinctive. He didn't know what he was doing. But still, her own father was responding to her kisses, and that idea made her insanely horny. Half-heartedly, she retreated to the safe zones of his face when his eyelids began to twitch, and when he opened his eyes, she flashed him a bright smile.
'Morning, dad.'
'Stacy? Good morning…' he murmured, frowning a little as he experimentally moved his body and found it weighed down by his teenage daughter. 'What're you doing?...'
'You've been way too into your work and I miss my daddy,' she explained, firmly anchoring her legs either side of his body. She was wearing a thong, and the fabric between her cheeks stretched taut over her little asshole. Someone standing behind her would definitely have been able to see her rosebud in this position. 'So you're not going anywhere this morning.'
'Alright,' Joe laughed, though there was an obvious uncomfortable edge to his voice. 'You made your point. Let me get up and we can spend the day together.'
Stacy shook her head. She had one hand over the other on her dad's chest, chin resting on top of them, with a cheeky smile. 'It's still pretty early. I think we should cuddle and chat for a while before we leave the bed. Like when I was a little kid, remember?'
Joe nodded. Growing up, she'd often crawl under the covers in the early morning and happily lay between her parents, soothed by their cuddles. After her mother's tragic accident, she only joined Joe more often, and they'd comfort each other with sleepy embraces and murmuring about everything and nothing. Having your beautiful grown daughter laying on you, cock to cunt and tits to chest, separated only by flimsy clothing, was clearly entirely different than their wholesome hugs, but he couldn't say that. He'd been mimicking an unnatural level of naivety to justify groping his own child's vulva, breasts and buttocks. Suddenly speaking out against this would open the doors for her to point out he'd been acting like a creep.
Still uneasy, he decided to simply smile and do what his daughter wanted. And though he kept to short answers at first, the more Stacy prompted him, the more he opened up. She loosely threw her arms around his shoulders and spoke about college: the friends she'd made and all the new experiences of being a real, grown adult. Joe started talking about his own time in university, decades ago. He'd gone out of state, just like her, and he'd partied so hard he'd woken up in hospital with alcohol poisoning – twice . He couldn't chastize her for going a little crazy, though he warned her to take her studies seriously. He'd done well for himself with his knack for programming, but he knew she could go even further.
Joe's words made Stacy's heart warm, but his touch turned her twat hot. Absently, distracted by the thread of the conversation, he'd let his hands rise up from where they'd lay beside his body like dead fish. First, he'd started playing with her hair – like he did when she was little – twirling the strands around his fingers and tickling her cheeks with the ends. That evolved pretty naturally into stroking her bare back, and as they talked, Stacy started subtly rocking her hips, grinding against his clothed prick, and in short order, she could feel her dad's stiff rod press up against her pussy lips. She was so turned on and sensitive that she detected the rhythm of his heartbeat through the place where their genitalia touched, even through two layers of cotton.
Although he didn't protest, Joe frowned once her movement became obvious, and his hands slid down from her back to grab her hips – and maybe his original intent was to stop her, but since she was in a thong, his fingers fanned out over her bare ass, and both let out quiet gasps. When he tried to let go, Stacy shook her head.
'Hey, what's up? It's kinda nice having you, like, anchoring me. Feels safe.'
Since she hadn't stopped humping him, her father's voice was strained, his breathing heavy. 'I shouldn't –'
'Why not?'
He paused. This was forbidden, in theory. He was touching her bare ass cheeks. But then… her actual genitals were covered. He'd seen her in a thong before. Years before this new sexual tension bloomed between them, he often playfully slapped her on the fanny when she was climbing stairs in front of him, including when they rented a beach house and she'd parade around in her bikinis all day. If he really wanted to put a stop to it, all he needed to say was, I'm your father and this isn't right . Or he could have rolled her off from on top of him. She was at least 50lbs lighter than him. He only needed his brain to be stronger than his dick.
Instead, he smiled at his little girl, her face only inches from his, and sank his fingers firmly into the taut flesh of her ass. Stacy giggled, clit tingling when her dad started to caress and massage her butt while she rocked her pussy on his diamond dick. Just a few weeks ago, she'd never have imagined being in this position, but the taboo rush made her feel drunk. How far could she push him today?
They spoke a little while longer, and the room was heady with their arousal and the genuine family love that vibrated between them. Stacy intended to tease her father, provoke him, but their time connecting seriously meant the world to her. At the same time, she couldn't deny that the persistent pulse transmitted to her cunt through his cock was a distraction, and with her stomach grumbling for some breakfast, she figured now was as good a time as any to move.
'Thanks for talking with me,' she said, kissing him on the cheek before getting off him to sit on the edge of the bed.
'Thank you ,' Joe replied. Though she was listening to him, Stacy also kept peering over at the massive, unrepentant bulge in his boxers. If she watched carefully, she could see it flex and twitch under the fabric, tantalizing. 'I'm sorry I haven't been that present , pumpkin. Things have been kind of weird lately.'
'Like what?'
'I don't want to put this on your shoulders.'
'Dad, I'm an adult now. You can tell me.'
'It's not that serious. It's just sort of… embarrassing.' He paused for a moment, maybe thinking whether he should bite the bullet and tell her about his proclivities… but in the end, he sighed and rose to his knees on the mattress, which, as he hobbled closer to the edge of the bed and his daughter, had the effect of placing his tented shorts pretty much exactly at mouth-height for Stacy. Her eyes followed his swinging prick, the cotton clinging to his cockhead thanks to the spot wetted by a spurt of his pre. 'Maybe I'll get over it and tell you soon.'
'I hope so. I don't like you feeling bad, dad. Work through it, okay?' She said it in a cute tone, with a wink, and punctuated her sentence by ducking closer and kissing the tip of his horny dong through his light blue boxers.
' Fuck !' Joe gasped, reflexively grabbing his shaft. This only further highlighted the outline of his erect prick, and pointed the glans straight at his beloved daughter. She saw it pulsate, and the wet patch around his pisshole spread further as he pumped another dollop of precum into his shorts.
'Oh, sorry, dad, did I hurt you?' asked Stacy, with convincing innocence. 'Want me to kiss it better?'
Her father was breathing hard, and she didn't expect him to say yes, merely hoping to tease him – however, he sucked on his lips and nodded, eyes half-hooded and full of lust. He was so completely under her spell that she couldn't even offer up token resistance to her own suggestion. She just opened her lips and sucked half his swollen cockhead into her hot little mouth, slowly sucking down until her lips were puckered around his dickhole in a sloppy kiss. She could only detect the salty tang of his pre through the cotton, but she felt the heat of his meat, and she badly wanted to taste his naked tool.
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