From: bobandcarole@aol.com   
      
   Story: Baby Girl   
      
   by bobandcarole   
      
   I can’t wait to get home.  As soon as the bell rings I leap out of my   
   desk and leave my English class.  I skip cheerleading practice today   
   because I have plans to go to Brook’s house where we are all going to   
   play spin the bottle.  I walk home and go straight to my room to get ready.   
      
      
      
   What should I wear?  I tear off my tiny t-shirt and cutoff shorts and   
   stand in front of my closet in my white cotton  bra and panties.   I   
   catch my reflection in the mirror and notice my nipples are hard against   
   my bra….maybe I shouldn’t wear a bra to Michelle’s place?  So I watch   
   myself take it off and my fourteen year old breasts jiggle as I release   
   them.  I start to touch my boobs.  They are so firm and lush….my nipples   
   are so pink.  They feel so nice when I touch them.   
      
      
      
   I hear my dad call my name downstairs….Tiffany?  Oh no…I forgot to give   
   him a hug when I got in….he hates it when I forget and I love to give   
   him a hug…my dad is so wonderful and strong…He can lift me up and swing   
   me around…He is like superman to me….I know I will never find someone as   
   amazing as he is….my mom is so lucky….but she is always out of town…poor   
   dad…he works so hard all day and has no wife to come home to….I bet he   
   really looks forward to my hugs….hold on Dad! I yell as I quickly scan   
   my closet and find a perfect short black skirt…I slip off my panties and   
   put the skirt on in a hurry then reach for my hot pink halter---   
      
      
      
   My door flies open.  My daddy barges in.  DAD?!  I am getting dressed!!   
     I hold the halter up to cover my breasts.  My daddy stops cold.  His   
   eyes rake over me and I see his face flush.  You’re not leaving the   
   house dressed like that! he exclaims.   
      
      
      
   I look down at my tiny skirt showing off a generous amount of my thighs.   
     I know it makes me look incredibly sexy and that is exactly why I   
   wanted to wear it.  Yes I am daddy!   
      
      
      
   He walks threateningly towards me.  His eyes darken in anger and he   
   points his finger as he says...No you won’t Tiffany!  Do you know what   
   the boys will think if they see you in that.…he looks me over once   
   more…slower this time and his eyes rest on my barely covered breasts.   
   My stomach flips in excitement. Whoa…why am I get horney looking at my   
   daddy…it’s true he is majorly hot…all my friends think so….and when they   
   come over they always flirt with him.  Just the other day Pamela was   
   batting her eyelashes at him while she said “Sean, are you going to come   
   to the football games and watch us cheer?  We love to see you in the   
   stands.”  I remember the way he looked at her making me so jealous…He   
   kept staring as she bent over on purpose, to expose her big breast   
   falling out of her top…I quickly got her to leave….he’s my daddy and I   
   only want him giving me attention….and now he was giving me his full   
   attention and I couldn’t help but start to feel warm all over.   
      
      
      
   He looks into my eyes and sees the lust there….and walks slowly toward   
   me as he says…I think you need to be punished…you need a good   
   spanking…he grabs the halter from my hands and flings it to the   
   ground…my pretty tits are exposed and my nipples get so hard they feel   
   like they are going to pop.  My daddy looks down at them and I see his   
   sexy hazel eyes growing dark with desire.  He pulls me to him and my   
   breasts brush against his chest….Oh daddy, I say with pure wanton…..he   
   says, You can’t stop me….there’s no avoiding it now…as he sits on my bed   
   and pulls me over his knee….I can’t believe he was going to spank me!   
   He hasn’t done that since I was seven when I was caught  watching him   
   and mommy have sex…..I remember thinking what it would feel like to be   
   mommy…I didn’t understand it much back then but that memory stood with   
   me and the first time I played with my clit I thought about Daddy and   
   how his strong body slammed into mommy so rough and hard.  I still get   
   wet thinking about it now.  His body was hot and sweat pored off him   
   while he moaned as he came in her…I loved to watch his butt as it   
   tightened and how hard he grabbed mommy’s big breasts…my daddy is so   
   powerful and my mommy was going crazy as he fucked her hard….but boy did   
   I get punished when they found me hiding in their closet watching…and   
   now seven years later, my dad wants to spank me again….I don’t think so!   
      
      
      
   No!!! I scream as I struggle to get off his lap.  His strong arms hold   
   me down and I realize there is no way to escape his grasp.  I try to cry   
   but he tells me to stop the crocodile tears so I struggle some more as   
   his hand slaps hard on my bottom.  All my struggling lifts my skirt   
   higher and higher until it is bunched around my waist and my bare ass is   
   exposed.  Why aren’t you wearing panties?! My dad yells…. I stop   
   struggling and my daddy slaps his hand down on the naked skin and it   
   starts to sting…I cry out in pain….never disobey me! he says….okay, I   
   say submitting to him…what was I thinking… I knew my daddy would never   
   let me leave the house dressed like I was…was I really just dressing up   
   for him?  I feel so confused as my daddy starts to rub my sore bottom   
   and I can feel his huge cock harden underneath me.  I feel wetness   
   between my legs and my clit swell….   
      
      
      
   He starts to caress my bare ass and squeeze it.  Maybe I should show you   
   what those boys would want to do to you if they saw you dressed that   
   way….okay, I say wanting him to show me….He lets his hands slide between   
   my legs and feels the wetness there…. he inserts a finger inside me.   
   …Yes I moan in pleasure.  Oh Baby girl, you are so tiny and pretty he   
   says…I’m still thrown over his lap as he starts to finger my little   
   pussy…daddy makes you so wet…yes you do daddy…do you want daddy to teach   
   you…yes please I say.  He takes his fingers out of me and lifts me up so   
   I am sitting on his lap facing him…my tiny black skirt still bunched up   
   around me naked teen body…are you sure?  He asks…I nod my head yes and I   
   kiss him on the mouth as I pull back from the kiss the reaches his hand   
   behind my head and pushes my head back to him…he starts kissing me   
   deeply and roughly…I’ve never been kissed this way before…it feels so   
   good and daddy starts to touch my boobs, gracing over my nipples and   
   kneading them hard.   
      
      
      
     He pushes me down on the bed and stands above me….He is so glorious as   
   he towers over me…He sheds his clothes as  I gaze adoringly at his   
   magnificent body. His cock stands so tall and thick…I am afraid of   
   it….but excited by it at the same time…. I want you daddy I say…and you   
   will have me he says and he rips my skirt off from around my   
   waist….Daddy?  Yes baby?  I’ve wanted  you since I was seven years   
   old….my daddy looks at me in surprise…If only I had known he said….he   
   traces my lips with his finger…you are so beautiful Tiffany…I don’t like   
      
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