From: PreteenLover@MailAndNews.com   
      
   debs dad   
      
      
   CHAPTER ONE - Dad Does His Daughters Girlfriend   
      
   Debbie was quite a shy child in many ways and having inherited   
   her mother's blonde hair and average height she did not, in her   
   earlier years give any hint of the store of wickedness she was   
   one day to open before me with such eagerness! At 16 she had   
   developed a voluptuous figure, full-tittied and long legged with   
   a sweet face which began to carry traces of lipstick and make-up   
   and eye-shadow quite suddenly.   
      
   I can remember looking into her eyes one evening as she walked   
   into the house and seeing for the first time her lovely body   
   dressed in its school uniform, swaying with a maturity I had not   
   expected, and her eyes had looked back at me with a grown-up   
   expression of understanding! I had felt a sudden urge of interest   
   rush through me as we smiled at one another and as she climbed   
   the stairs I looked after her with a sudden realization that I   
   FOUND HER SEXUALLY EXCITING! MY OWN DAUGHTER!   
      
   At supper that evening I had been confused and almost ashamed at   
   my reaction in the hall earlier, and found it difficult to look   
   at Debbie without feeling embarrassed and guilty. Debbie however   
   was full of laughter and chatter as she talked to her mother and   
   me about school and her school friends, some of whom were coming   
   around that evening for a "session" as the younger generation   
   call a get-together nowadays. In my young day a "session" meant a   
   fucking session!   
      
   Ann was going out that evening to her Art Class and I was   
   therefore prepared for a long sit in front of the television set.   
   When Ann left the house, Debbie was upstairs getting ready to   
   welcome her school friends. My mind wandered as I sat in front of   
   the TV set and remembered how Debbie had smiled at me in that   
   understanding way earlier. I found myself beginning to have horny   
   thoughts about the pleasures to be enjoyed by a father with a   
   teenage daughter or one of her friends perhaps?   
      
   I sat in my arm-chair with a large glass of gin in my hand and an   
   experienced prick in my pants started to wriggle as my mind   
   started to get more and more interested in the subject I had   
   started to consider. As I sat dreaming about teenage thighs and   
   titties, sipping my drink and letting my mind recall the many   
   glimpses of sixteen and seventeen year old leg I had enjoyed in   
   my office recently, I began to realize that my jaded appetite had   
   been secretly trying to encourage me towards sexual adventures   
   with some sweet teenage bitch for a long time.   
      
   I eased myself to a more comfortable position as my prick   
   stiffened into a very huge length.  As I wondered what Debbie   
   would think if she knew that her father was considering the   
   possible delights of getting her panties down in her own bedroom,   
   the door opened and she walked in!   
      
   With a guilty start I sat upright so as to hide the obvious   
   prick-bulge in my trousers, and when Debbie smiled at me and   
   walked to the sewing cabinet, I watched with a new awareness.   
      
   Long golden tresses flowed down her shoulders, framing her lovely   
   innocent face, and a pink blouse seemed bursting with the twin   
   fruits of her knockers!  Some lucky man could make a FEAST of   
   those ripe handfuls, and imagine the sensation of having them   
   cradle a stiff prick between them!  Her waist was narrow and   
   nipped in with a wide belt before her hips swelled out in a   
   micro-mini skirt that barely covered her curving asscheeks. Those   
   legs made my hot mouth start to water with excitement.   
      
   As Debbie bent over the work basket, I saw the mini-skirt rise up   
   above the tops of the dark nylon stockings and I stared at the   
   white flesh that seemed to invite me to squeeze and rub the   
   exposed skin or perhaps to kiss and lick a lecherous trail   
   upwards to hidden delights!  My cock was stiff as a barbers pole   
   as I gazed at my daughters delicious body, and moving slowly I   
   managed to get the throbbing beast upright in my pants, which was   
   a little more comfortable!  I wanted to unzip my trousers quietly   
   and get the monster out into my hot fist so that I could jerk it   
   off while I feasted my eyes on the teenage temptations so   
   innocently displayed across the room.  BUT - were they being   
   displayed so innocently, I wondered, as my aching dong gave a   
   jerk of excitement and desire when Debbie leaned over even   
   further to search for some item in the sewing-box?  The expanse   
   of naked thigh now uncovered by her mini-skirt was almost   
   indecently obvious and the straining nylon tops of her stockings   
   where the garters stretched to the full MUST have been a warning   
   to the girl that she was showing herself with daring!  My hot   
   mouth was dry with excitement as I wondered if Debbie was   
   deliberately teasing me with her immodest display and although I   
   didn't dare to go so far as to take my prick out, I rubbed the   
   swelling outline to give myself SOME sort of relief!   
      
   "Debbie my dear" I said in as calm a voice as 1 could manage   
   under the circumstances, "It may interest you to know that your   
   skirt cannot POSSIBLY hope to keep you decent if you bend over   
   like that!"  I felt an urgent desire to go across the room and   
   FUCK that little bitch as she turned towards me!  Her full lips   
   were smiling and her eyes sparkled as she reached down to smooth   
   her skirt along her thighs.  When she saw that my hand was   
   resting on my lap she gave a giggle!   
      
   "I'm sorry Dad" she said with her eyes still fixed on where my   
   hand was trying to hide the monstrous cock between my legs, "I   
   forgot that my own Father could get horny about a girl's legs.   
   Mary always said that you had the makings of a 'dirty old man'   
   and I'll tell her she was right!"  With a gasp I watched the   
   little devil walk with an exciting and exaggerated sway of her   
   full hips towards the door and as she blew me a kiss from her   
   lipsticked lips I growled, "Remember I'm NOT OLD!".   
      
   I heard the door bell ring at that moment which stopped me   
   getting up and following the sexy bitch out into the hall, but I   
   did go to the door so as to hear who had arrived. To my secret   
   delight it was Mary, one of Debbie's school friends and the one   
   to which she had referred in her last remark.  As I watched   
   through the half-open door, she and Debbie and another friend   
   June went upstairs to Debbie's bedroom whispering and giggling. I   
   saw that all three were wearing those mini-skirts that let every   
   pair of male eyes see almost to the crotch of the tight panties   
   which every man can imagine so easily. I looked at Mary with a   
   new interest as I recalled what Debbie had said!  Mary was a   
   little taller than Debbie and her figure was, if anything, even   
   MORE mature.   
      
   I took advantage of my position by opening my trousers and   
   freeing the aching length of prick that seemed to be bursting   
   with impatience to be active!  With a sigh of relief, I grabbed   
      
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