Story: Tanya's Punishment 2 of 5   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
       The next day, Tanya found out how much worse it would get.  Her father   
   had just returned from a shopping trip when he asked her to sit on his lap.   
   Following his instructions, Tanya had worn a skirt with no panties so she   
   balked when told to sit on his lap.  Her father insisted however.   
      
       "We'll just watch TV like we did back in the old days," he pressured   
   her. "You never sit on my lap anymore."   
      
       Taking her by the wrists, he pulled her to his armchair.   
   Half-heartedly, Ashley allowed herself to be pulled onto his lap, being   
   careful to keep her skirt between her butt and his legs.  She started by   
   merely sitting on his knees, but her dad pulled her closer to him.  First   
   he pulled her to his thighs.  And then after a few more minutes, to his   
   upper thigh.  From then, it was just a matter of her dad shifting slightly   
   and a few minute movements before her butt was pressed against his crotch   
   as he sat in the armchair.   
      
       Then it got worse when her dad pulled the lever for the reclining   
   armchair.  He flipped out to an almost horizontal position and she had no   
   choice but to recline with him.  It wasn't long before Tanya felt something   
   hard poking her butt cheek.  Her ears turned bright red with embarrassment.   
   She knew what it was.   
      
       "Daddy, can I please go?" Tanya begged him.  "I ... um, I don't feel   
   very well."   
      
       "It's okay, sweetie," her dad said into her ear, making her flinch.   
   "Daddy will make you feel better." He moved one hand to her breast while   
   the other began stroking her thigh underneath her skirt.  Tanya instantly   
   froze from the shock of being touched by her father.  Without a bra, the   
   only thing that separated her firm, fourteen year old breast from his   
   groping hand was the light cotton of her shirt.  Again, her body betrayed   
   her for her nipple grew hard under his touch.   
      
       "Please... Daddy..." Tanya pleaded again.  But her father moved his   
   other hand to her breast, cupping and massaging both her breasts.  Tanya   
   fell silent.  Her father's penis was now rock hard as it pushed against   
   her. Unable to contain herself, Tanya emitted an inaudible sigh.  Her   
   breathing quickened as her father expertly manipulated her nipples,   
   squeezing and pinching the hard tips of her aureoles.  The teenage girl   
   could help herself as she sensed the first hints of wetness forming between   
   her legs.  Soon, the telltale scent of her lubrication reached her   
   nostrils.   
      
       Her father must have smelled it as well for he reached down and tugged   
   up her skirt, revealing her bare shaved mound.  Despite the pleasurable   
   sensations coursing through her, Tanya knew that it was wrong for her   
   father to touch her.  "Please, Daddy, that's enough.  Stop..." she said   
   futilely.   
      
       Instead, her dad dipped a finger into her slit, caressing her clit in   
   one long stroke before moving deeper to her vagina, teasing her lips a   
   moment before lightly penetrating up to his first knuckle.  Tanya's hips   
   jerked involuntarily.  Her father withdrew his finger and brought it to her   
   face.  Ashamed, Tanya saw how it glistened with her lubrication and the   
   familiar smell of it greeted her nose.   
      
       "It doesn't look like your pussy wants me to stop," her dad told her.   
   "Open your mouth Tanya."   
      
       Realizing what he wanted to do, Tanya clamped her lips shut and shook   
   her head.   
      
       "Open your mouth," her dad repeated.  "Remember our deal.  The car,   
   remember?"   
      
       Humiliated, Tanya opened her mouth and her father pushed his wet finger   
   past her lips.  "Suck," he whispered into her ear.  Reluctantly, Tanya   
   closed her young lips around the digit in her mouth, her tongue pressing   
   against it.  Embarrassed, she tasted her own juices.  She had never done so   
   before.  It tasted very musky and sharp.  Her cheeks flamed red again.   
      
       Her dad pulled his finger free and returned to her spread open crotch.   
   Without warning, he began to rub her clit furiously.  Tanya stiffened   
   against him as the assault caught her unaware.  "This is wrong," she   
   thought to herself.  "But it felt so good... so good..." The fourteen year   
   old gasped as her father reached down with his other hand and plunged a   
   finger deep into her.  Her hips rose off the armchair.   
      
       "Pull your shirt up over your tits," her father commanded.  "Play with   
   your tits."   
      
       Tanya tugged her t-shirt up until her breasts popped free.  She couldn't   
   help herself, it just felt so good between her legs.  With both hands she   
   began to rub her nipples as if she was in the privacy of her own bedroom.   
   Her father meanwhile continued to stroke her hard clit as he fingerfucked   
   her pussy.   
      
       Dimly, in the back of her mind, Tanya remembered that she had protested   
   against what her dad was doing to her.  She still knew it was wrong.  But   
   the added simulation to her breasts had pushed her too close to consider   
   ethics at the moment.  She was getting close... so very close...   
      
       "Mmm..  aiiieeee," a high-pitched whine emanated from Tanya's throat as   
   an orgasm swept over her fourteen year old body.  A series of gasps   
   accompanied each wave of orgasmic bliss that washed over her.  Her dad's   
   fingers, already wet before, were completely soaked now in his daughter's   
   pussy juices.   
      
       "Ah, oh, oh..." Tanya's breathing came back under control as she   
   recovered from her orgasm.  Her dad stopped touching her.  Tanya rested her   
   hands against her sides, as did her father.  It was quite a sight: a   
   fourteen year old girl reclined in post-orgasmic bliss against her father   
   with her shirt pulled up over her plump breasts and her skirt hiked up to   
   reveal a bare and hairless pussy.   
      
       As her senses returned, Tanya realized what had just happened.   
   Mortified and ashamed, tears welled up in her eyes as her throat   
   consttricted.  The sobs began deep in her chest before pushing up her   
   throat.   
      
       "Don't cry, Tanya," her dad consoled her.  "Was it so bad?  You looked   
   like you were enjoying yourself.  And besides, isn't this a small price to   
   pay for not having your mom find out you wrecked her car?"   
      
       But Tanya sobbed on nonethless.  Her father returned the chair to its   
   normal position so the crying girl now sat on her father's lap again.  He   
   handed her a tissue.   
      
       "Honey," her dad said, "I want you to go the bathroom and shave your   
   crotch again.  I could feel the stubble beneath my fingers.  Why don't you   
   go do that and I'll get lunch ready."   
      
       Tanya slid off his lap and headed for the bathroom, embarrassed that her   
   dad was the one telling her to go shave her pubic area.  Wiping a tear from   
   her eye, she wondered what else she might have to do.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)