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It was almost noon when I drove Darla home.

"I forgot your daughter was sleeping on the couch," she worried. "Do you think she heard us this morning?"

"Nah, that kid sleeps like a rock," I said, knowing that weren't the truth of it. "Besides, even if'n she did, it ain't like she don't know what sex is about at her age."

"Maybe so, but it would make me feel funny around her if I knew she heard me kicking up such a fuss with her daddy right in the next room."

"Nothin' to be shy about, that girl knows the score when it comes to all that." I figured it was as good a time as any to test the waters and maybe lay some groundwork. "She told me how she thinks you're real pretty."

"Oh, she did not!" Darla waved it away and acted like it weren't nothing, but I could tell she liked hearing it all the same.

"She did indeed. And, it might sound strange me sayin', but I also think she's got a thing for your bazooms."

"Why would you ever think a thing like that, you dirty old dog?" She aimed a swat at me.

"I ain't lyin'. I seen her lookin' every chance she got."

"At my tits?"

"Sure as shit. I don't know how things like that go with you ladies, but she looked like she was real curious about what you've got goin' on there."

"You don't think she's one of those lesbians, do you?" Darla put her hands over her tits like she was trying to protect them.

"You know how it is with young folks nowadays. Most of the girls go with other girls and don't think nothing of it."

"It certainly wasn't like that when I was her age. I guess I missed out on all that fun by a few years," she said as a joke, but behind every joke there's a little bit of truth. She gave her tits a couple soft squeezes, lost in her thoughts, then quickly set her hands in her lap.

"The kid's got it rough. I think she has a lot of questions, but she's afraid to talk to her momma, and she more than like don't want to talk to a man about that kind of stuff."

"What stuff?"

"I don't know. Girl stuff and whatnot." I put my hand on her leg and gave it a friendly rub. "Maybe she'd like to talk to you."

"Me?"

"Sure, you two got on pretty well last night."

"It's all a little hazy now, but she does seem like a sweet girl."

"How about you come over one night next week and visit with her. I'll go for a ride and let you two talk your girl talk, and maybe it'll do the kid some good."

"Well, I don't know how much use I'll be having raised only boys all my life, but I suppose I could sit with her if she needs someone to listen."

"Just be sure to wear something low-cut."

"Don't be such a horny ol' pig." She swatted me again. "You almost make it sound like you want something to happen between the two of us. I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

"Now that you brung it up, the two of you rolling around together would be one helluva a sight to see."

"Hush your mouth. What would a young girl like her want with an over-the-hill woman pushing forty anyhow?"

"Don't sell yourself short, hot stuff. You might have a few miles on ya, but you learned a lot along the way. I expect there's plenty of things you could teach that young'un."

"Like how to spot a dirty old man?" She gave me an accusing look.

"Yep. And then how to get 'im into bed and fuck 'im silly."

She swatted me yet again for that, and I reached over right quick and started tickling her until she was squirming and screaming. If we wasn't pulling up in front of her house just then, I might have drove over into the woods and taken another go at her right there in the truck. But her son Dale was out front and he seen us coming, so I went ahead and left her off in the driveway.

"Call me about what night you want me to come by," she said as she got out, then blew me a kiss.

I waved bye, and headed home with a stiff one in my pants for the whole ride. I was pretty sure I had the idea planted in her head, now I just had to see if anything sprouted.

* * * * *

I stepped into the trailer and heard the shower going. Just as my pecker was starting to simmer down, it jumped right back to full boil. I sat down and turned on the TV to distract myself, but it didn't do no good.

The thought of walking right on in there and finally getting a look at Lizzy naked took hold of me and didn't want to let go. She wouldn't mind, would she? Maybe it was even what she wanted. I stood up...

Then sat myself back down. I couldn't do like that. I was her daddy for crying out loud. I couldn't force anything on her that way. I know what we'd done those couple of times wasn't exactly what you'd call right and proper, but she was the one made the choice. If I barged in on her while she was in the shower, rubbing on her own naked, soapy body all over, that would be a whole other can of worms. I couldn't do it. I wanted to, but I had to control my sinful urges, and not be sniffing after her like that.

The shower shut off, and I flipped through the channels without caring much what was on. After about five minutes the door opened and I couldn't help but look over.

Lizzy stepped out of the steamy little bathroom in nothing but a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was all wet, and her skin was fresh and moist. The towel was tucked tight up around that big rack of hers, pushing them tits up so there was a nice parcel of cleavage showing. The bottom edge of the towel barely came down below her cooter, and I suspect if she turned around I might get a peep at her butt cheeks peeking out from under.

"Oh!" Lizzy jumped when she saw me there on the chair. "I didn't hear you come in." She broke out in a smile and came into the front room like a silky vixen. She knew exactly what seeing her like that was doing to me.

I felt my insides get all shaky as I watched her pull a skimpy pair of under panties out of a drawer, along with a big powdery-blue bra.

"I heard you guys this morning in the bedroom." She waggled her eyebrows at me.

"Sorry, about that, I thought you was asleep."

"Don't be sorry, it sounded real nice to me. Guess what I was doing the whole time while I was listening."

"I might have an idea."

I couldn't help feeling like all this flirty talk was leading to something. I was two hairs of good sense away from yanking that towel off and making my girl a woman right there on the floor of the front room.

The difference between the mellow feel of a few good drinks in a dark room late at night and being clear-eyed sober in the clean light of day is all the difference in the world. The excuses weren't so close at hand, and the rationalizations didn't hold up so well. I had to face the fact that wouldn't be feeling so ashamed of myself if something weren't shady about what I was doing.

"If that idea has anything to do with me petting my bad little kitty-cat, you'd be right."

"Sweet pea," I said, my voice sounding high and tense, "me and you gotta talk."

"About what, Daddy?"

"Um, about...what say you go finish getting dressed first?"

"Is something wrong?" Her forehead got creased up with worry.

"No, not exactly, it's just that...I been having second thoughts about what's been going on."

"With Darla, you mean?"

"Yeah...that, but more so with you an' me in general."

"Did I do something wrong?" She looked like she was fixing to bust out crying any second, which was the last thing I wanted. She went down on her knees right in front of me where I was sitting and put her hands up on my legs. "Tell me what I did and I promise I won't do it again. I promise."

"Now, now, hold your horses, girl. You didn't do nothing wrong. But, to tell the truth, I can't help thinking I'm the one doing wrong around here."

"But you're not."

"Well, you're still just a kid, so maybe it's hard for you to see, but a good daddy wouldn't be doin' the sorts of things I been doin' for his daughter to see."

"I think you're a good daddy. You treat me nicer than anyone ever has, and you've been looking after me real well. And..." She looked down, not able to face me. "And I really do like it...seeing the things you do."

"I like it, too, sweet pea," I said feeling my heart breaking, "but that don't mean we should ought to be gettin' up to such wicked things."

"You think I'm wicked?" She looked up at me with watery eyes. "Momma tells me that's what I am when she gets mad at me."

"No, that's not what I meant at all. I think you're a beautiful and sexy young woman. Maybe better than I ever seen. I'm just afraid that what I let go on here might be corrupting you, and putting bad ideas in your head."

"I don't think it's bad at all, and--"

"I know you don't, but..." my voice had got too loud, so I took a slow breath and kept my words soft. "But you gotta understand that I'm gettin' bad ideas in my own head, and I'm afraid of what it might bring me to do. I don't want anything to happen that might not be good for you."

"Alright, then," she said in a sad whisper. "If that's how you think it should be."

"You understand, don't you?"

She nodded, but she didn't understand. Hell, I don't think I understood myself.

"I'm going to go get dressed." Lizzy gathered up her under things from the floor where she dropped them. I looked away so as not to be tempted to take back everything I just said at the sight of those frilly delicates. While I was doing that, I didn't notice her leaning in close. She give me a quick kiss on the cheek.

I turned to tell her to quit all that lovey-dovey stuff, but she hit me with another one, right on the lips. It was fast, and over before I even realized it was happening, but it threw me off enough that I didn't end up scolding her for it. She scampered off toward the bathroom, and sure enough I could see the twin curves of her pale butt cheeks sneaking out from under that towel as she went. Them bad thoughts were there in my mind straight away.

I cursed myself for not being able to go two dang minutes without lusting after my own daughter. I went outside in a hurry and looked around for something that needed tending to.

* * * * *

The rest of that day passed with an uncomfortable quiet settling in on us. There was a polite word or two, but I could see she was nursing hurt feelings. Knowing it was because of me got me to feeling like a regular lump of shit.

I went to bed early, but couldn't fall asleep. When I tried to get rid of some of the stress by beating off, and the only thing I could think about was Lizzy in that towel. And maybe the towel falling off while she was fetching her panties. I imagined her trying to cover up all her naked parts and not really being able to hide what all she had. That's about as far as I got before I blew my load. I was a weak man. A very weak man.

Next day, I come home and changed out of my work clothes. When I set down in my chair, Lizzy was right there with a cold beer for me.

"You look like something's on your mind," I said.

"I have to tell you something." She bit her lip, looking all guilty. She reached under one of the sofa cushions and pulled something out and handed it over to me.

"What's this?" I took the two DVD cases she gave over to me, and realized they were from my porno movie stash. I was confused, embarrassed, a little angry, and...maybe a bit turned on.

"I'm sorry, Daddy. I found the box in your room after I first got here and I stole those out of it without permission."

"Why'd you do that for?" It was a dumbass question, but I had to hear myself say it before I figured that out.

"I don't know. The pictures on the covers looked good to me and I never saw a movie like those before." She could tell I was trying to interrupt her but she kept on talking. "I played them when you were away at work, and after you went to bed I watched them sometimes with the sound turned down."

The smart thing to do would have been to tell her to stay out of my room, and let it end there.

"You watched 'em a lot then, did ya?"

"Yeah, I guess. There's not much to do around here when I'm all alone."

"And you liked what you seen?"

"Mm hm." She made like she was guilty for what she done, but I had a hunch it was an act. "I especially liked the scene with one guy and two girls all doing it together. Every time that came on I couldn't help touching myself. Oh...I shouldn't be talking like that with you any more, should I?"

"Well...I don't suppose there's no harm in just talkin'."

"I know what I did was bad, but whenever I thought about you watching these movies, I imagined that you probably would touch yourself, and that made me want to do the same."

"I guess that's how it goes with this sort of thing, ain't it?"

"Is that what you'd do? Watch these when you were alone and play with it?"

"Yeah, you got that figured about right."

She smiled at that. "When I watch, I like to take off all my clothes and get totally naked. You do that?"

"Sometimes."

"I get up close to the TV and spread my legs out real wide, so it's almost like I'm right there with them."

"That's how you do, is it?" I could feel the room getting hot all of a sudden.

"And then I rub myself nice and slow. That way I can make it last."

Her eyes looked down to the spot just below my belt buckle. She wasn't even trying to be sneaky about it. And there was no use in trying to hide the bulge I had there. There might be no harm in talking, but it was fast approaching something more, and I just couldn't give in to that temptation.

"Well, I tell you what." I stood and put some distance between me and her. "I don't like that you was snoopin' around in my room, but you can go ahead and hang on to these if'n you want." I put the porno videos down on the coffee table.

"Thanks, Daddy," she said real sweetly, looking up at me with those big pretty eyes. "I'll be good from now on, I promise."

"That's fine..." I didn't know what else to say, or what to do. I felt like she was waiting for me to do something--almost wanting me to do something--but I had to stick to my guns. I wanted to do something. Something bad. But I had to do the right thing...for her sake. "Well...I have to head down to the garage and pick up that part."

"What part."

"The part I need for the truck." I grabbed my keys, mindful of my pecker making a big lump in my pants. "I'll be back by and by."

I headed out quick and drove off not knowing where I was going. There was no truck part, and it wouldn't surprise me if she knew it.

It might be all in my head, but that girl seemed to be turning out to be a genuine expert cock teaser.

* * * * *

I managed to keep myself out of trouble for the rest of that evening, and went to bed early. Even so, there was no getting to sleep. I couldn't help but wonder what she was getting up to out there all by herself. Every little sound had me guessing what it could be, and I was just about driving myself crazy.

My dick was stiff the whole time. I'd give it a rub now and again, but for some reason I held off from finishing myself.

I heard what I thought were soft footsteps. Probably Lizzy going in to the bathroom. But then there was a little knock on my door. It opened up a crack.

"Daddy, you awake?" Lizzy whispered in.

"I'm awake. You all right?"

"Yeah." There was a pause. "Would it be okay if I got a different one out of your box?"

Good Lord, this girl was testing me to the living limits.

"Help yourself," I said and pulled the blanket up over myself.

She came in and I turned on the small lamp next to my bed. She had on a t-shirt, but her legs were bare. I watched her duck down and rummage around under my bed so she could get at my stash of porno movies. She slid the box over into the light and squatted down to go through it. I could see her white cotton panties, dotted all over with tiny strawberries, stretched tight across her buns.

"Is Hooter Hunters any good?"

"I reckon it's alright," I said, feeling funny about giving my daughter reviews of my jack off material. "A couple of good ol' boys go out in the woods hunting and meet up with some gals with, you know, big chests and all."

"Hmm. I'll try that, and also Cock Sucking Divas, if that's okay."

"Fine by me." It was all I could do to keep my hand off my dick after hearing her say 'cock sucking' just as pretty as you please.

She stood up with a playful little smile on her lips, then looked around my small room.

"You don't have a TV in here?"

"Nope."

"So...you haven't been able to watch any of these for yourself since I got here, have you?"

"No, but it ain't no matter."

"Now I feel bad. I've been hogging the TV all for myself."

"Don't fret about that none. I'll survive."

She went to the door and turned back. "Do you want to come out and watch with me?"

"That's a tempting offer, sweet pea, but I best not."

Lizzy stuck out her lip in a cute pout. "Okay. I'll try to be quiet."

She pulled the door closed as she left, but she didn't close it all the way tight. The scheming rascal. I turned the light off and listened. I could hear the DVD machine open and close. Light flashed along the thin crack at the edge of my door. I could hear voices from the video, but it was turned low enough that I couldn't make out any words.

God help me, I meant to close the door all the way when I got up out of bed, but once there I couldn't help but take one little peek.

It was dark out there except for the light from the TV screen, which was sideways to where I was. I could see down the narrow hallway, past the bathroom and kitchen on the left, to part of the front room. Lizzy's bed was folded out, and I could see only the bottom part of it.

But on that bottom part, I could see one of Lizzy's legs. It was her right leg, from the knee down, and from the way it was setting I figured she was doing just like she told me she did. Her legs must've been spread open nice and wide. From the sound of it, the Hooter Hunters were just heading out into the woods.

Now, I consider myself to be made of strong stuff, but there is only so much a man can take. I wanted to be out there with her. She wanted me to be out there with her. It weren't like I was going to molest her or nothing. We all have natural urges, and there shouldn't be anything wrong with facing up to that and not feeling guilty or being ashamed. Besides, I probably made her feel bad for saying no to her like I did. I didn't want my girl to get any of that low self-esteem they was always talking about being bad for kids these days.

I pulled on a pair of boxer shorts, but it looked ridiculous with my cock pitching up like it was. I tried to tuck it down, but it kept springing up. I hunted around and found a pair of clean briefs at the back of a drawer and yanked those on. That made me look silly for a whole different set of reasons, but it would have to do.

With a deep breath, and plenty of second thoughts, I went on out into the hallway. I bailed out along the way and scooted into the bathroom. I cussed myself for knowing better, and decided to get myself back into my room and close the door good and tight. I waited a spell, then flushed the toilet and made like I was washing my hands. As I was doing that I stepped on something. I looked down and it was them strawberry panties Lizzy'd been wearing. She was out there with no drawers on at all.

I knew it was a lost cause the second I picked them things up. By the time I took a sniff, even the little angel on my shoulder was telling me to go for it. And so I did.

I meandered out to the front room, acting like it weren't no big thing. Lizzy was on her pull-out bed, covered in a thin white sheet, acting like it weren't no big thing.

"Change your mind, Daddy?"

"Not able to get to sleep for some reason."

I could see her bare shoulders over the top of the sheet, and figured she had to be naked under there. The outline of her body was pretty obvious, so I could easily see that her legs was indeed spread out.

"They followed some tracks and found this lady's campsite," she caught me up on the story. "And now they're hiding in the bushes watching her skinny dip in the lake."

"Them boys is gonna get poison ivy on their peckers if they ain't careful."

That got a nervous laugh out of her. "She's got really big boobs. You like that, don't you, Daddy?"

"It is a weakness of mine, I admit." I sat down in the easy chair.

We watched the movie without saying anything for a bit. The lady spied the two fellas peeking at her and hollered at them. She made them come out from the bushes and when she got a look at their fuck-poles she changed her tune. The boys started feeling up on her while she grabbed a hold of their dicks.

Out of the corner of my eye I noticed some movement. Lizzy's hand was at work down between her legs under the sheet. She must've noticed me glancing that way.

"Are you going to rub it?" Lizzy asked, just as bold as can be.

"Naw, I ought to behave myself."

"I'm rubbing mine right now," she told me as if I didn't know. "It feels so good." The guys on TV had shucked out of their clothes and the lady was kneeling down sucking them in turns. "Your penis looks better'n those, Daddy."

"You think so?"

"I like yours a lot more." She looked over at me, wetting her lips all sweet and innocent like. "Even if you're not going to rub it, you could still take it out, couldn't you?"

"Well...I guess it's nothing you haven't seen already." I pulled my prick out of my under shorts and sat back with it sticking up against my belly.

"Yeah, that's better," she said with an indecent grin.

We watched the rest of the scene play out. The one fellas did the lady doggie-style while the other got his rod sucked. Then they got her on her back and switched places.

Lizzy made comments here and there, looking over at my hard-on poking up out of my briefs each time she did. She got quiet when they was building up to the money-shots, and her hand began moving faster under the sheet. She made a little noise when the one fellas shot his load on the lady's belly and the other came on her face, but Lizzy held back from getting herself off all the way. I supposed she wanted to make it last.

They went trekking back off into the woods, leaving the naked lady behind.

"Do you think my boobs are big enough, Daddy?"

Help me Jesus.

"I'd say you have a right healthy set for a girl your age."

"Do you think they'll get any bigger?"

"Might do." I was getting to feeling hot all over again.

After a pause, she quietly asked, "Do you want to see them?"

"Ah," I swallowed hard, "I guess I wouldn't mind havin' a little look-see if you're of a mind."

"I want to show you, but don't laugh if you think they're too small."

"No chance of that," I told her for certain.

Without taking either of her hands out from under the sheet, she tugged it down inch by torturous inch over those lovely mounds until her nipples popped into view, then the sheet slid the rest of the way down off her chest, completely revealing my beautiful daughter's naked tits.

They were two big scoops of the purest, smoothest vanilla ice cream as I'd ever seen. Each one looked like it would be about a double handful for me. It was hard to get the color of her nipples with only the light of the TV to go by, but they was large and fleshy and had a nice puffiness to them. The nubs were rounded bumps standing up proud at the middles, but I had a notion they would raise up even more if they was to be sucked on some. I've seen a lot of boobs in my time, but I was never more turned on by any than I was by my little girl's.

"Are they okay?" Lizzy's voice snapped me out of my trance.

"Okay? Hell, sweet pea, those are the best damn set of tits I ever seen on any woman in my whole life."

"You're just saying that," she shot back with a giggle that made those sweet puppies jiggle just a hint.

"If I'm lyin' I'm dyin'. You got yourself a regular coupla works of art there, honey."

She looked down at them, and gave them a little shake. I nearly wept at the sight of that.

"You're the only one who ever saw them...besides me, of course."

"Then I guess that makes me about the luckiest man on Earth right about now."

"I'm glad you like 'em, Daddy."

Her eyes found their way back to my hard cock again, and I couldn't help but take hold of it. I looked at my girl's naked titties, that she was showing off just for me, and started stroking myself. This made her smile real big, and it was plain to see how proud she was of herself for getting me to give in like I done.

"I love 'em, baby girl."

"Wanna see what I can do?"

I just nodded, and slowed my stroke so as not to go off right away.

One of her hands came up and grabbed her right titty. She pushed it up, reached down with her tongue at the same time, and gave her nipple a good, full lick. I lost my self-control on seeing that and started jerking faster.

"That's a helluva trick..."

"Want me to do it again?"

"Yes."

"Are you going to shoot soon?"

"I believe I am."

"Because of me doing this?" She lifted her titty and licked a slow circle around her nipple.

"So beautiful..." I was jacking away like a fiend while looking straight at my own daughter playing with her big titties. I had no excuses this time. I was a bona fide sick fuck, but it was all too good to stop.

"Go on, Daddy, I want to see you cum." It was the first time I'd heard her say the word 'cum' and it put me past the point of no return. She went for her own nipple again, but this time she really strained and was able to suck on it for a few seconds. That did it.

"Here I go, baby girl! Unnnngggh!" I thrust my hips up off the chair and fired off a jet of spunk that went clear up to my chest. I kept pumping my cock fast as can be, and several more gobs of jizz gushed out and covered my belly.

"Woo hoo!" Lizzy cheered as I settled back down feeling lightheaded and happy all over. "That was a good one, Daddy! I love it."

"That was a good one, all right."

"Don't move," she said, "stay just like that."

My daughter stared at my cum-soaked front and my spent cock with a hungry intensity. Her hand was at work under the sheet again, and she was going at it pretty fierce. I could hear the wet little snicks and smacks coming from her pussy as she rubbed herself like mad. This was too much to be real.

"It was because of me you did that, isn't it, Daddy?"

"It sure was, darlin'."

"Seeing my tits made you want to jerk off."

"I had to, baby girl. You're the sexiest thing I ever seen."

"You think my tits are sexy?"

"Yes, indeed."

"I'm going to cum, Daddy...I'm making myself cum right now..."

"That's my girl. Go on and work that pussy."

"I'm cumming. Daddy, I'm cumming...my pussy...ah, ah, ahhhhhh!"

Her whole body jumped and shook. Lizzy's titties bounced every which way. Her legs went straight out under the sheet, then pulled back up, again and again, like a frog getting the electric chair. She cried out, not holding anything back like the way she did when she'd cum with Darla between us. It was a show I'll never forget.

She finally went still and laughed. She pulled the sheet all the way up over her head.

"What? You gettin' all shy on me now?"

"I don't know. It's embarrassing."

"What's embarrassing about it?"

"Everything. Showing my boobs, saying all that stuff, masturbating in front of my own dad."

"Yeah, well, look what you got me doin'. A grown man jacking off his pecker like a horny schoolboy for his daughter to see. I got just as much cause to be embarrassed as you."

She pulled the cover down and smiled at me. "Are you getting any of those bad ideas of yours?"

"Sure am."

"Good." She sniffed her fingers and giggled. Such a tease.

"Can I go clean myself up now?"

"No. You have to stay like that." And a nasty tease, at that.

The horny hunters had found a cabin and were spying in the window. Inside were two big-titted gals doing lesbian sex with each other. One girl was sucking on the other one's pussy and doing a lot of moaning.

"That looks like it would feel good," Lizzy said.

"Which? The giving or the getting?"

"Both, I guess. It's not like I'm a lesbo, or anything, but I wouldn't mind giving, just to try it and see what it's like."

"Eating a pussy is a dee-lightful treat, sure enough."

"Not that I'm likely to find out."

"Don't be so sure, sweet pea. You never know what opportunities is waitin' just around the corner."

The good ol' boys had found their way into the cabin and was each going at one of the gals. I noticed Lizzy had worked the sheet down so her tits were showing again. Her fingers made lazy circles around her nipples, and every once in a while she gave them a little tweak. I couldn't hardly take my eyes off of her.

"Thanks, Daddy," she said all sweet and cute.

"What for?"

"For coming out to watch the movie with me like this and all. I like it that we can be this way around each other."

"As long as you like it, darlin', I guess it's all right by me, too."

We watched the sex on the TV some more. She sat up on the bed Indian style, keeping the sheet covering everything from the waist down. One of the hunters was passed out for some reason, so the two gals were teaming up on the other fella. He was getting his tool licked by the both of them.

"I bet you'd like that, wouldn't you, Daddy?"

"Like what?"

"Two girls sucking on your dick at the same time." It was adorable the way she said 'dick' a little quieter.

"I can't say I'd turn down a chance for it."

She licked her lips suggestively and turned back to the movie. Lizzy was acting a bit fidgety. After a minute, she stretched forward, laying herself out on the bed flat on her tummy and pushing her legs out straight behind her. This little maneuver of hers had her lying right next to me stark naked, the sheet now under her, leaving nothing to hide beneath. I couldn't see her tits no more, but I could see that fine young ass of hers. It near about brought tears to my eyes it was so perfect.

My rod had been only about at half mast, but that view put it back at full strength. I was back to stroking it while my eyes feasted on my daughter's rounded flesh. She kicked her feet up in the air playfully, the way girls do, and I wanted to lick my tongue all along that inviting crease between her cheeks. I bet she'd like it, too.

"Mmm, that looks good, don't it?" Lizzy asked. I looked to see what was happening on the screen, and the hunter had been doing one of the gals doggie and just pulled out. He blew his load all over her ass.

"You like that?"

"I don't know, I guess." She turned and saw me playing with myself. "Are you going to make yourself cum again?"

"Most probably."

"Will you do something for me? Will you squirt it on me this time?"

"I'm not sure..."

"You don't have to touch me, or nothing. Maybe just make it go on my butt like in the movie. I want to see what that feels like. Please, Daddy?"

I looked at her naked ass, and she gave it a little wiggle. That broke me.

"I don't suppose there's no harm in it."

"Yay! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She kicked her feet and clapped. "Okay, stand up over here, and take your underpants all the way off."

I did as she told me and stood at the edge of her bed. She turned on her tummy so her feet were toward me and her head was pointing away. Lizzy scooted up on her knees, keeping them close together, and leaving her shoulders down on the mattress. Her delicious ass rose before me, coming up just about even with my hard-on.

"Is that good?"

"Perfect," I sighed. I was going to hell for this, but it would be worth it.

I started whacking away, my eyes fixed on Lizzy's butter-smooth behind. I couldn't believe something so beautiful even existed, much less that it was right there in front of me. Them bad thoughts were filling my head again, but there was something else. Something like a feeling deep in my chest.

"Oh, Daddy," Lizzy moaned. She reached back and rubbed her hands over her hips and around to her pert cheeks. "Are you going to cum on me?"

"Yes I am, darlin'."

"On my ass?"

"Yes, baby, right on your pretty little ass."

"Daddy?"

"Yeah, sweet pea?"

"Do you love me?"

"What?" I stopped cold.

She looked back at me over her bare shoulder.

Her hands pressed her fleshy cheeks and spread them apart.

"Do you love me, Daddy?"

I looked down at the pinkness of my daughter's exposed asshole, and the shadowy hint of her womanhood further down. My mind collided with my heart, and I felt a powerful surge.

"I do." I started beating my cock like never before. "I love you, baby. I love you so much, Lizzy." My balls clenched up and I could feel myself about to go off. "I'll love you forever!"

A big spurt of cum erupted from my cock and landed directly on her pristine pucker.

"Yes, Daddy, cum on me!"

I kept yanking and more jizz splattered up along her open ass crack.

"Don't stop! More! More!"

I gave it all I had, and forced out some more that flew in drops all over her hands and butt.

With one last grunt I stumbled back and fell into the easy chair. Everything felt all disconnected and not quite real. I heard Lizzy giggling. She was flat on her belly again, one hand under her playing around with her coochie, while the other smeared my dick cream all over her ass.

"It's so warm and slippery," she squealed as she humped her hand. I wanted to turn up a light so I could see all that was going on down there, but I was too drained to make myself move.

"I love you, Daddy...ah, ah, ah..." Her finger ran in between her cheeks and rubbed around right where her asshole was. Cummy bubbles frothed up from her crack. "I love you...love you...ah, ah, oh shit! Shit, shit, shit...ahhhh!" She finished with a flurry of screams and thrashing like I'd never seen from her before, then she collapsed dead away on the bed.

If I'd have been twenty years younger, I'd have been jacking off again at that.

After a couple minutes of nothing but the sound of some whore moaning like a wounded cat on the TV, Lizzy's hand felt around until she found the remote, then shut it off.

The room was dark.

I heard her moving, but couldn't tell what she was doing. Just when I got to thinking maybe I should get back to my room, I felt something.

Lizzy climbed on into my lap.

Still naked, she curled up on me like a soft little kitten, resting her head on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around my girl, and held her.

"I do love you, Daddy," she whispered and kissed me on the cheek.

"I really do love you, too, Lizzy."

I realized right then that those were the truest words I ever spoke in my whole wretched life.

* * * * *

The following day at work I was nothing but useless. I couldn't think straight, and twice I fucked up welds that I had to go and do all over again. I told the boss I needed to hunt up some iron, and headed out into the scrapyard to clear my head.

I had sat with Lizzy for a good while the night before, and after she'd fallen asleep I put her in her bed. I thought about cleaning her up, like she done me, but I figured that would just lead to me making a whole 'nother mess.

I'd told her I loved her, and I meant what I said, only thing is I honestly don't understand what that means. From what I'm always hearing, love is some magical feeling that solves all your problems, but it only ever seems to have added to mine.

I felt guilty. Not just about the sex stuff, but about all of it. The kid never got a fair shake. I wasn't happy about it when I knocked her momma up, and I sure as shit didn't want to get married. She was a cute little bugger when she was born, I'll admit, but I mostly saw it that she was the one responsible for making my life a pile of crap because I couldn't run around no more and do the things a young man ought to be doing.

No more going out to bars nights, or making time with the ladies. No more dirt bikes on the weekend, or fishing with the boys all day. I had to work two jobs to keep her butt in diapers, and feed her, and give us all a place to live. I never wished anything bad on her, but I blamed that kid for fucking up my life and never got much attached to little Elizabeth because of it.

When her momma finally up and left, I can't say as I was all that put out. Looking back, I guess I just about did everything I could to drive her away. That woman was a right cantankerous bitch, but I can't say as she deserved how I treated her. And now, after all these years, I have to own up to how poorly I been treating my daughter.

I was supposed to send child support every month, but I never quite got around to that. I would send Lizzy a Christmas card, or a birthday card, when I thought of it, with a ten- or twenty-spot tucked inside, but I don't suppose her momma passed them along to her. I honestly never gave my girl much of a thought. And that just makes me feel like the lowest piece of shit there is.

I sure as hell wasn't happy about having to look after her when that lady from child services got a hold of me. She had a real sweet voice, and I thought maybe I'd score some points toward getting in her pants if I agreed to help Lizzy out. Course, that didn't pan out, and I ended up stuck with the kid and nothing to show for it.

But everything turned out different than I ever expected. It seemed like she hated me when she first showed up. And that suited me just fine. We'd do our time together, and then get back to how it was. But somehow we made some kind of unusual connection. I could trace it back to when Darla's boob came popping out of her dress that one night. Even though it was most definitely on the perverted side of things, Lizzy and me shared something very special that night, and I guess that got her feelings turned around when it came to me.

All along I known what we was doing was flat out wrong. I ain't that big an idiot. But I figured it was nothing more that some harmless fun that didn't count for nothing since Lizzy'd be gone back home soon enough. That little vixen of mine was obviously as horny as the day is long, so it wasn't exactly like it was me making her do something she didn't want. She even said I treated her better'n anyone she knew.

But this love thing had me flummoxed. Did I love her like a daughter, or like a man loves a woman? I didn't rightly know what either one was like exactly, so I couldn't say which I was feeling. I wanted to take care of her and keep her safe, but I also wanted to fuck the living daylights out of her. Now, I've wanted to fuck the living daylights out of just about every woman I ever met, but with Lizzy I actually wanted her to like it.

That's not to say I didn't know that you got to satisfy the woman, especially if you want her to give up the snatch again down the road, but that means I only got them off for my own benefit. I wanted to make Lizzy feel good--and I mean real good. I didn't so much care even if I got my own rocks off, but I had this strong desire to make my little girl cum like she never cum before. I needed to see that look in her eye that said I was the first one to give her something no one else in the world ever did.

Maybe that's not love--what the fuck do I know? But it felt like something that meant something, that's for sure. It felt like something I wanted more of. So I supposed the only way to do that was to give the girl what she was so horny for. I had to trust that since doing the things we was doing together is what brought up the feelings in the first place, that was the place to go for more of the same.

All I knew is that I couldn't wait to get home and give my girl a nice, big hug.

* * * * *

"Hi, Daddy!" Lizzy was at the front door right as I pulled up. I got out of the truck and she came down and jumped on me before I was halfway to the steps. I laughed and gave her that big hug I'd been thinking about all afternoon. It felt real good.

"Hey, sweet pea. You been behavin' yerself?"

"Actually, I have!" She ran up the steps ahead of me and into the trailer. "I didn't watch any dirty movies, or touch myself, all day long. I'm saving it up."

I stepped inside, not knowing exactly how to answer that, and smelled something that made my stomach sit up and take notice.

"What's that?"

"Oh, I cooked us dinner. It's only tuna noodle casserole. Do you like that?"

"If you made it, I like it!"

It was funny how happy that seemed to make her. Lizzy was all giddy and excited like I'd never seen her in the couple weeks she'd been here. It made me feel a little bit the same way, like I was a kid again.

By the time I got out of the shower, she had places set on my tiny two-seat dinner table (which I hadn't seen for a few years due to it being buried under a mess of junk). I sat down and she served up heap of casserole, and poured me a store-brand cola.

She told me about how she collected up loose change around the place until she had about eight dollars' worth, then walked down to the store and bought all the fixings. She asked about how my day was at work, and we talked back and forth as easy as can be, almost like we was an old married couple.

After we was finished, she took up my plate and gave me a kiss on the cheek. That funny warm feeling ran down the back of my neck when she done that. She served up a couple scoops of ice cream for dessert, with a big helping of chocolate sauce. She apologized for there not being any whipped cream or cherries, but there wasn't enough money.

I ate my ice cream and told her how this was the best home-cooked meal I'd had that I could remember. I could see that made her feel real proud of herself. Once I was done, I asked if she wanted to go for a stroll since it was a nice night out, and she thought that was a grand idea.

We walked down the road a piece, then turned onto the dirt track that led down to the old pond. Once we was on the track, Lizzy put her hand in mine, and we went like that down to the water.

The pond was dried up some around the edges, but it was still pretty enough there at the end of the day. A couple ducks paddled away to the far side, and me and Lizzy tried skimming rocks for a spell. There was a couple old bucket seats pulled out from a Mustang set off to the side, and we settled down on them and watched the sun go down behind the trees.

"Thanks, Lizzy," I said. "For all this tonight."

"You're welcome, Daddy," she smiled and wrinkled her nose up at me. "But the night ain't over yet." She gave me a suggestive wink.

I had to chuckle and shake my head. "You are something else, I'll tell you what..."

"I can't help it. I guess I got all those hormones you always hear about us teenagers having."

"Got yourself a double helping, if you ask me."

"You think that's bad?"

"I'm not complainin' none."

"I was worried that I might have gone too far last night. I was being a total slut, and I was afraid I might have got you upset."

"I ain't upset at all, darlin', and you ain't no slut," I told her all soft and reassuring. "I can't hardly blame you for doing what makes you feel good, now can I?"

"It felt great." She looked out over the pond and hugged herself. "I never been naked like that in front of someone before."

"I have to say, you do a real nice job at bein' naked, girl."

"Even when I did that nasty thing with my behind?"

"Especially then--and you know it, you little tease." I was getting stiff just thinking about Lizzy on her knees spreading her ass for me like she did.

She giggled and jumped up off the old car seat and skipped over to the edge of the water where she picked up a stick and threw it into the pond. Holding her arms out to either side, she began to spin. She was like a little girl that was so happy she didn't know what to do with herself.

After enough turns to get her dizzy, she stopped and took a few staggering steps toward me. Laughing, she squeezed her breasts over her shirt, and stuck her tongue out at me. She spun quickly, almost falling, presented me with her small butt, packed all firm and tight into her blue jeans, and wiggled it enticingly.

"What's gotten into you all of a sudden?"

"Nothing." Lizzy pulled her shirt up and flashed me her titties real quick. "Yet."

"You better watch yerself, girlie, nobody likes a tease."

"Nobody likes it when I do this?" Her body swayed seductively to a musical beat only she could hear. "That hard thing in your pants seems to be saying different."

"That thing don't know no better." I watched my girl dancing sexy for me, knowing that if any of my neighbors caught a sight of this I'd be sunk.

Lizzy piled her long hair up on her head and gave me her best 'come fuck me' eyes. Damn, she had that look down cold. She let her hair fall down over her face, and ran her hands all over her body, drawing her shirt up and showing off her bare middle. I wanted to yank my cock out right there on the spot and jack it, but I didn't dare.

Her hand slipped to her crotch and she gave herself a hard squeeze.

"I'm so horny right now." She danced closer. "What about you, Daddy? Are you horny, too?" She pulled her shirt up slow and gave me another peek of just one of her big, braless titties.

"I'd have to be dead not to be." I noticed a shakiness to my voice.

The sun had gone down behind the trees, but there was still some light left. Everything was dead calm. Even the mosquitoes were quiet. My daughter got right up close, her silliness replaced with a serious intensity.

She straddled my hips while I sat there in that bucket seat, then squatted down onto my lap. Lizzy pressed herself against my hardness.

Looking into my eyes, she whispered, "Do I get you horny, Daddy?"

"Yes." I was lost in her black magic. "You make me real horny, girl."

She smiled when she heard me say that and began grinding herself against me.

"The way you look at me makes me horny," she said, putting her hands on my shoulders. "The way you smell makes me horny." She leaned in to my neck and inhaled deeply. Then, with her lips nearly touching my ear, "Your hard cock makes me horny."

She pulled my head to her, pinning my face against her breasts. She began bucking her hips faster, rubbing her crotch against my hard-on. I got taken up in the moment, and grabbed a hold of her butt and pulled my daughter even tighter against me.

"I can feel it," she panted. "Can you feel it, Daddy?"

I answered by biting down on one of her nipples through her shirt.

"I'm going to cum," Lizzy whimpered and pushed her other tit up to my mouth so I could give that one a soft bite also. "I'm cumming, Daddy."

She was humping away like the dickens, and soon as she began making her little orgasm noises, I was gone.

"That's it, baby," I grunted, "make that pussy cum." I pushed up hard and blew my load in my pants just as she buried her face against my chest to muffle her cries of pleasure.

Her body relaxed, and her motions slowed, but like a motor that kept going after you turned off the key, her hips kept shuddering and chugging away on me. The darkness eased up on us as we sat there not talking for a long while.

"Daddy...can you kiss me?"

I gave her a smooch on the tip of her cute little nose.

"Like the way you kiss Darla."

I took pause at that. Something about that seemed more wrong than what we just done. But the way that sweet girl looked at me made it impossible not to give her anything she wanted. I leaned forward, and she closed her eyes.

Our lips came together. I couldn't tell if the tremble I felt was from me or her. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pushed up tighter against me. The tip of her tongue sneaked out and caressed my bottom lip then retreated shyly. I opened my mouth some, and she followed my lead. Her tongue came out for another try, and this time I met it with my own. That strange tingle shot down my spine when our tongues touched. It wasn't one of those wild, passionate kisses that's all crazy and desperate. It was a slow, intimate exploration that was so much more than a kiss. This was love, as true as it could be.

We made out for what felt like ten minutes, but turned out to be more like thirty. By the time Lizzy finally let up it was well on into dark. Which was good since no one would be able to see the wet spot covering the front of my pants.

"When we get home, I want to watch you jerk off again, Daddy."

"You really like that, don't you?"

"I love it. I want to get all naked," she kissed me, "and look at my daddy's cock," kissed me again, "and touch my pussy," kiss, "and masturbate myself," kiss, "and cum while you watch me."

"God damn, what are we waiting for? Let's get our asses back home!" I slapped her butt and we hurried back to the trailer holding hands the whole way.

* * * * *

As soon as we got back I went to the bathroom, got out of my clothes, and cleaned up the sticky mess. I couldn't help but smile thinking that I hadn't cum in my pants since I was a teenager. I wrapped a towel around my waist and went out to the front room.

Lizzy had the bed pulled out, and she was lying on it, already stark naked. She was about the sexiest little thing I'd ever seen in my whole life. Lizzy was on her back, her legs were together, but I had a good view of her curly brown pubic hair for the first time. It was also the first time I was able to get a full long look at her tits in good light. My mouth watered and my cock stood up under the towel.

"Should we put on a movie?" I asked, feeling like an awkward boy on his first date.

"If you want," she said as she twisted her body this way and that. "But all I care about seeing is your big cock." Her hands moved along her body and she felt up her own boobs. "I want to watch you touch it, and stroke it, and make it cum."

"And what'll you be up to while I'm doin' all that?"

"I'll be spreading my legs," her hands slipped down over the girlish curves of her body. "I'll be rubbing my wet pussy--you make me so wet, Daddy--and I'll be touching my clit, watching you jerk off, and waiting for you to squirt right onto my tits. And when I feel it on my nipples, I'll cum, too." She dragged her fingers up her thighs, lightly clawing at her flesh in barely contained lust.

"I like the way you talk."

She rolled over toward me and tugged my towel down. My erection stood out straight and ready, every vein filled to the limit, every nerve pulsating with expectation. Lizzy's eyes opened wide, her lips parted to take in a quick breath, and a warm rosy flush blossomed high on her chest. Everything about this girl was the very definition of the word sex.

"No more talking, Daddy," she said with a husky drawl. "I want to cum with you."

My daughter rolled onto her back and looked at me with those hungry eyes while she fondled her tits and rubbed her thighs together provocatively. I had the urge just to grip it and rip it, but I forced myself to ease back. I stood there next to the bed, looking down at my naked girl, and ran my fingertips lightly up along the length of my shaft. She let out a little moan.

I tickled the underside, right up under the head where it feels real good. She opened her legs some and one of her hands went down in between there. I squeezed the head of my prick. It turned a faint shade of purple, and a foamy dribble of cum bubbles oozed out of my tiny slit. She licked her lips when she saw that.

Using my index finger, I smeared the slick liquid over the tip of my cock, then moved my hand down to my balls. Lizzy's legs opened wider and I could see that she was working her finger up and down between her pussy lips. I played with my nuts, then wrapped my thumb and forefinger up high around my scrotum, and cinched down some. This pulled the skin tight around my balls, and I held them so she could see them real good. With another little moan, her fingers moved quicker.

"Mmm, yeah...jerk off with me, Daddy..."

I wrapped a couple fingers around my shaft and slid the skin of my dick over my stiffness. It was a struggle to say the least, but I kept it light and slow. I looked down at my naked daughter and couldn't believe how lucky I was right then. She was beautiful, and sexy, and horny as hell. She looked at my cock with adoring desire while she fingered herself.

"Can you see it? I want you to see my pussy, Daddy. Watch me masturbate my pussy."

Lizzy was humping her hips up off the bed, and twisting toward me every now and again. When she turned like that, she'd spread her lips apart with her fingers and give me a good peek at the wet pinkness she wanted me to see so bad.

"That's it, girl, show me that hot pussy of yours." I took my cock in a full grip and started pumping it with purpose. "Make that sweet little cunny cum for Daddy."

That really set her to thrashing and wiggling. Her hand would fiddle with her clitty for a bit, then slip down so she could tease her hole some, then she'd give it a couple little spanks, and go back to rubbing up her clit again. Meanwhile, the other hand was jumping from one titty to the other and back again. Moans, and groans, and grunts of all sorts were coming from her the whole time.

I felt myself getting close, and slowed down. It was torture, but I wanted this to go on as long as I could stand it. From the way she was going at herself like a wildfire, then throttling back, Lizzy was doing the same. We went on that way for a good long stretch; her watching me stroke my pecker, and me watching her do all manner of things to her pussy. I could see a growing wet spot on the bed sheets under her.

She moved around so I had more of a view of her swollen snatch. It was like an angel smiling at me from between her legs. I had a powerful urge to jump right up on her and shove my cock into that virgin hole of hers. And I was pretty sure she'd let me do it without putting up any kind of fight. But as much as I wanted it, I also didn't want it. The anticipation was more exciting right now than what the reality probably might be. Knowing it was within reach, but not allowing myself to pluck that forbidden fruit made just jacking off like this with her better than any sex I'd ever had by a long shot.

"Cum on me, Daddy," she moaned. "Squirt it all over my tits. I want your cum on me."

"You want me to jerk off on you, baby?"

"Yes," Lizzy begged. "I like it when you cum. I like the way it feels on me." Her hand moved in brutish fits and starts, mashing the delicate flesh of her pussy in harsh circular motions. "Please cum on me, Daddy. I can't hold it back any longer."

My girl, crazy with carnal need, shifted closer to the edge of the bed. I beat my dick faster and leaned over her. Her half-lidded eyes focused on the tip of my cock hovering over her ample chest. As I finally gave in and let the sensation run the way it wanted, I could see that she was holding her breath, waiting for that first gush.

"Here it comes, little girl. Daddy's gonna cum on your big, beautiful tits! Ahhh!"

Lizzy's eyes opened wide and a thin rope of jizz flew straight out, landing right across her boobs, laying out in a line from one nipple right on to the other.

She commenced to screaming soon as my seed hit her skin. Her hips came up off the bed, and she shimmied her whole hand over her clit as fast as she could.

I jerked out a couple more respectable spurts that fell on the tit closest to me, then all that came after that was nothing more than a few drops that flew all over as I kept whacking away at myself, trying to make the feeling go on as long as I could.

Her body clenched, forcing her knees up and her toes to curl. Then she kicked her legs out straight and stretched her whole body out as long as it could get, her back arching and her head thrown back. Lizzy squeezed every ounce of pleasure she could out of her twat, then went limp.

"Oh my God..." she panted, "that's the best feeling in the world..."

I couldn't have agreed with her more.

After staring at my naked daughter lying there all soft and satisfied for a long while, I shuffled to the kitchen and got some paper towels. I turned off most of the lights on my way back to her bedside. She took the paper towels when I offered them, but she just put them aside, not bothering to wipe my cum off of her tits and chest. That gave me a nice chill all over for some reason.

"Come lay down with me for a little...please."

She could get anything she wanted when she looked at me with those precious eyes like that. I climbed over her and laid down on my back. She snuggled her naked body right up to me, putting one of her legs over top of mine.

"We're quite a pair, ain't we?" I said, trying not to feel guilty about it all.

"I've never been this happy my whole life." She nuzzled up against my shoulder.

"I'm glad you came."

"I'm glad you came, too--all over me."

"That's not what I--" She started giggling at me.

"I know what you meant," she kissed me on the cheek. "I almost feel like I don't want to go home."

"Well, now, your momma--"

"I don't want to talk about it now." She hid her face against my chest. "Is that okay?"

"Sure, sweet pea, sure." I put my hand up on her head to reassure her that everything was going to be all right.

She was quiet for a time, just lying there against me, letting me stroke her soft hair.

"Are you going to bring Darla around this weekend?"

"If you want."

She seemed to mull that over. "I do, but I can't help feeling bad about taking advantage of her. I know it's not right and all, but I really like touching her." She turned her head and gave my nipple a soft kiss.

"I know what you mean." I swallowed hard and went ahead with it. "I've been kind of thinkin' up a plan about that, if you want to hear it."

"What do you mean?" she leaned back and looked up at me in the dim light.

"Well, I was trying to figure a way the three of us could be together without us having to knock Darla out first. If that's something you might want."

"Would it be like in your dirty movies?"

"Something like that, I suppose. It couldn't be a full, all-out orgy like in a porno. I would do stuff with Darla, and you could do stuff with her. And she would do things back to each of us. But you and me wouldn't do anything with each other, you see."

"Yeah," she said after taking it all in.

"We don't want Darla thinkin' we're strange like that, you know."

"But you really think she'd do that with us even though you're my daddy?"

"I can't promise nothing, but there's a chance if you want to try my plan."

"What is it?"

"Well, first, here's why I think we could maybe pull it off. She told me a couple a times that she has a fantasy about being with another woman. Also, she never came right out and said it, but she mentioned some things in a kind of way that led me to think that she messed around with her brothers when she was about your age, maybe a mite older." I noticed that my hand was moving along Lizzy's back, my fingers tickling up along the curve of her spine and back down again. "If that's the case, then I reckoned she might not be so particular about you and me being related."

"There's a big difference between a brother and your daddy." She settled up close to me again, her bare cum-covered titties pressing against my side.

"I thought of that myself, which is why I figured there had to be a plan. I was thinkin' that if you and her got together first, in a way so she don't know that I know, then maybe that would break the ice."

"You think she would really want to be with me like that?"

"She might not admit to it sober, but I don't imagine she'd be able to resist it if you made a move on her."

"Me? I'd have to make the first move?"

"We gotta take some chances if you want this to happen."

"Well...okay. But what should I do?"

"I'll tell Darla that you need someone to talk to about woman stuff and have her come over. I'll skedaddle and let you two alone. You'll need to get a couple a drinks in her to get her relaxed, then talk about some girl problems and ask for advice."

"Girl problems?"

"Yeah, like sex things, you know?" It was getting hard to concentrate with Lizzy's fingers tickling small circles over my chest and belly. "Maybe tell her something like how you was at a party and some girl started kissing on you and feeling you up, but you got scared and left. But later, you couldn't stop thinking about being with other girls, and you're confused, or something like that."

"Then I jump her?" She ran her hand down my body like a tiger's claw.

"Slow down, wild cat," I laughed. "It'll probably be better if you ease into it and all, but you'll have to play it by ear. Maybe mix in some real stuff. Like you could tell her how you heard her moaning and such the other morning and it made you horny."

"And if she goes for it?"

"Then...I guess you two have your fun," just the idea of it made my pecker get full out hard again, "and we figure out our next move from there."

"And if she doesn't?"

"In that case," I hugged her tighter to me, "we'll just have to get by with what we got."

She didn't say anything to that right away. I could almost hear her thinking it over.

"Alright," this time she gave my nipple a playful bite, "I'll try it."

"Only if you're sure about it."

Lizzy looked me in the eye. "I'm sure."

"I'll see if I can get her over here tomorrow night." I patted Lizzy's shapely hip and forced myself to untangle from her. "Right now, I got to get me some sleep. You're wearing me out, girl."

"Aww, not yet," she whined. "Sleep out here with me."

"That sounds nice, and I'd like to, but I don't trust myself well enough for that."

"I trust you, Daddy."

"Come on, now. You know what I'm like around naked women when they's unconscious. You don't want to go and lose your virginity in your sleep, now do you?"

"Nah," she giggled, "I definitely want to be awake for that." The way she looked at me when she said that gave me the idea that she was trying to tell me something important. I had a whiff of what it might be, but I didn't want to think on it too much.

I fought the urge to lay back down with her, and stood up instead. She stretched her body out across the bed. Her tits were shiny with my dried cum. Lizzy watched me walk around the bed and pull on my briefs. The whole time she was running her fingers through her pussy hair. Torture.

"G'night, sweet pea," I said as I leaned over to kiss her on the cheek. She turned and kissed me on the lips, giving me a little reminder of her tongue.

"If you get horny later," she said, "and want to jerk off, you can wake me up and do on me again, if you want." She gave me another quick kiss on the lips. "I won't mind at all."

Pure torture.

"I'll keep that in mind." I gave her naked body one more long look then went to my room.

There was no doubt what that girl wanted. And I couldn't deny that I wanted it, too. But I somehow knew it would be better not to rush this. I usually used every trick in my book to get into a lady's panties just as fast as I could. Doing that with Lizzy didn't feel like the right way to go about it somehow.