This chapter does not include any sex, just an intoduction and a overture to what is to come.






CHAPTER 1




Although her substantial Church Father has always been somewhat in her life my stepdaughter ( Anna ) and I have always been extremely snug. During the fourteen years I have been in her life she has only called me daddy a few time and I had never pushed her to do so. I always felt I should be as good as a friend to her as well as daddy, I seemed to work great. Over the years I have always communicated with her on a high-pitched maturity level than her mother had so she always seemed to act more than mature with me, not afraid of how I would oppose. I was always the disciplinary as well as the one she came to when she had questions or problems. I didn't psyche it seemed to make us closer.





I want to give you a little chronicle between us. During her Jnr high school days I started noticing how she would act differently when her mother was away, she even dressed differently to just hang around the house on weekends when it was just me and her. She has always been and still is a tom boyish female child, with her short black haircloth and her recollective skinny legs. She never got into apparel and the other frilly affair early girls her age were into, she always wore jeans and t shirts and never showed any more of her body than she had to. I remember the fight she put up when her mother made her wear a swimsuit instead of her pattern short circuit ant t-shirt while on vacation. This year was a little different, she started wearing those myopic cotton shorts and spaghetti strap tank cover around the mansion, showing way more of herself than ever before and I was noticing her more than ever before. Bless her heart she never had a understanding to wear a bra so the thin shirts left little for the resource and the short pants just hung loosely on her tenuous frame giving a clear panorama of her cotton school fille pantie that she wore every time she sat down or bent over but she didn't seem to mind. I got used to her new closet when it was just me and her but she would quickly put on her habitue clothes if we had visitors or when her mom was to be place. I couldn't believe I found myself looking forward to our clip alone being able to see her budding bosom and her little girl panties.




Thoughts of how my little miss was growing up often distracted me while we were together, seems like I was always waiting for another opportunity to catch a peep of her cotton wool wrapped mound or a peek of her creamy little nipples. Over the next few calendar month it seemed I was answering a lot to a greater extent questions about young lady's bodies and giving my opinion on how certain wearing apparel looked on her as she started becoming a little more risqué with her closet. It was grueling to allow in it to myself but I was starting to quell turned on by her and her becoming of age and found myself encouraging her to palpate good about her torso. As she got more comfortable wearing smaller clothes she seemed to worrying less about conclusion her door while changing wearing apparel or worried about me seeing her in her panty as she started sleeping in just her shirt and panties. Seeing how easy she was getting around me I found myself feeling the Lapp way, wearing only my underwear around her unlike before giving her opportunities to catch a peek at me if she was interested. The thought of my own manhood being the number 1 for her to see energise me, I was for certain she was looking. We were becoming closer than ever.




One weekend sticks out in my mind as when matter took a big modification for us. It was a normal weekend at home while her mom worked when she woke me standing next to my bed wearing her normal wall hanging around the sign of the zodiac turnout, a pair of little cotton shorts and a tank top asking me if I could take her to the mall for a niggling shopping. It seems her mom had gave her some money and told her to get me to take her, I agreed and told her we would go as soon as I got up. So after a shower I found her sitting in the kitchen still wearing her boxershorts and army tank top but she has her shoes on waiting for me. After realizing she was going to hold out her virtually revealing clothes to the mall I could only look forward to our trip to the mall. As we walked in the center I couldn't help but notice her butt was filling her short circuit more than rule, actually exposing the very bottom of her cheeks and the blue crotch of her step-in when she walked. After making the comment that it looked like she needed some new boxers I got the"innocent spirit"followed by a sweetened sounding"But daddy, I like how these fit !"As walked in she was telling me she needed to get a pair of place, some new tank tops and she needed some new panties. She said her were wore out ( Like I hadn't noticed ! ).





We started with her shoes, I sat and watched as she bounced around in those poor drawers taking an vantage of the sight of her blueing step-in as she wiggled in the hindquarters as she tried on span after distich of shoes. I remember that day being the first time getting a glance of her jet black pubic pilus sneaking from the edges of her panties in public and wondered if anyone else had noticed. As I sat and watched her I made a point to look and see if anyone was taking in the free show my girlfriend was giving, and sure enough I noticed other dads standing where they had a take in view between her legs. The idea of early men looking at her panty covered youthfulness upset me at outset but quickly started turning me on, just imagining what they were thinking as they catch a peep of my baby's most common soldier parts had me thinking thoughts of her I had never thought before. I actually liked seeing her there on display for the horny men. With a pair finally picked out our appearance came to an end but not before catching the two men beside me watch her ass as she walked away. After getting her some shoes we made our way to the large chain store where we could finish our shopping.





I remember watching men of all long time noticing her as we walked through the promenade, from the teenagers hanging out to the men walking with their wives she was turning heads and I couldn't blame them. My little fille had become one of the aphrodisiacal little girls that had stolen my attention many fourth dimension before.





As we entered the depot we were talking about how we were getting hungry so I suggested I help her with her shopping so we could eat sooner. She quickly designated me to go grab her a pair battalion of pantie while she picked out some shirts, this didn't seem unknown to me since I had always been the one to take her shopping and we had done this before. I watched her little ass as we slit ways into the girl incision. As I stood in front of the choice of prepackaged step-in hanging on the wall I quickly started imagining her in a pair of the cotton plant thongs hanging to my left but I thought it would be too obvious if I brought a multitude of those back with me so I grabbed two packs of her convention cotton plant scanty and made my way back to her. As I held them up and asked her if they were ok I sensed disappointment on her face. She quickly reminded me of the conversation we had a few Day earlier about her being old enough to endure more"grown up"panties now and asked me to peck her some out. Fighting my swelling in my shorts as I walked back to the wall of panties I couldn't believe she told me to plunk some out. I hung the ring back on the rampart and stood looking at the option, thinking to myself what I wanted to see her in. I have always been a thong fan"especially on nice big butts"but I had started liking the boy shorts on courteous firm asses as well so I grabbed two packs of the mellow cut boy shorts and a pack of the assorted thongs. I met her on my way back and we made our way to the register with her arms full of shirts and shortstop, as I looked at the shorts she told me she decided to get some the Same size as the ones she was wearing. As we laid our things on the counter she told me I got the wrong size step-in ( I intentionally bought them a size smaller than normal ). I told her the others looked too big, if they were too small we could get some more. She said the others were kind of loose she would try them.





With our shopping done we made our way to the intellectual nourishment motor hotel for lunch, knowing her favorite I told her to take hold of a seat I would bring it to her. I stood waiting for our order looking around at all the girls walking around and realized I enjoyed watching my own as practically as I did the early hot young girls. With our intellectual nourishment in paw I walked toward our table enjoying the beauty that was waiting on me, her smiling as I sat down. As we sat and ate we talked about her school workplace, her plans for Sunday and just pattern affair. I couldn't assistance but recall she really didn't have a clue she was attractive as she was and if her panty shows were intentional, I was sure she had caught my looking between her leg on a few occasions but she didn't seem to mind. I could only question if she was doing it on function or just didn't think anything about it, I tried to think of a way to bestow it into the conversation but I just couldn't do it.





On our way habitation I couldn't keep my heart off of her sitting next to me, the seatbelt splitting her pocket-size chest causing the cotton wool to press tight against her house nipple and her short pants riding high exposing the tenderness of her privileged second joint. I knew it was damage but I just couldn't quit, I was sexually attracted to the little little girl I had raised. Although I was probably thinking with the wrong head I felt like she knew what she was doing to me but I had to be sure, I had to happen out if I was right.




The respite of the day went as normal, after doing her homework she came outside to help me in the yard as she always does. This time was a little different being she was still wearing the shorts that had driven me crazy all day which were doing a great job of distracting me as I worked. Sitting on the steps waiting as put up the slant I saw the sexiest affair I had seen yet when she returned and stood in front of me with her hands on her coxa, the elastic was darkened by her sweat which formed a nighttime argument down the front end of her short circuit all the way between her ramification stopping in a expectant bit where her spot of nigrify hair would be. After a quick thank you she was on her way to convey a shower bath. I sat on the deck enjoying a few cold beers before heading inside where I found her in her room wearing a Melville W. Fuller pair of short pants and a t-shirt since her mom would be home soon.





The beers I had were catching up with me so headed to the bathroom to relieve myself, as I stood at the toilet I noticed her apparel piled up by the shower with her blue panties laying on top. I started to stiffen as I stared at the wet spot leading down the front only and the wet crotch only separated by a thin section of cloth. Before I realized it I had picked up her scanty inspecting the short circuit black hairs resting in the wet crotch as I started stroking my swelling shaft. I could fell the cool moistness that had soaked all the way through the cotton fiber, as my breathing increased I could smell the scent from her panties. I looked in the mirror to see myself holding the wet crotch up to my nose as I stroked myself, the olfactory modality of her Young juice were making me unvoiced than she had yet. I had to know what she tasted like, spreading the cotton wool with my fingers I ran my tongue across the cotton taking in her sweet taste over and over until the sense of taste was on my sass. I was about to cum ! With the deaden crotch between my fingers I wrapped her panties around my pecker as I made the net strokes, filling her panties with my shipment. I stared at our ruffle juices as I milked the last few fall onto the juicy cotton before wadding them up in her shirt and pulling my trunks back up.





Almost tired from the jack off session I sat in my chair and kicked back to love the last few minutes before the married woman came menage. After a dead nap I was awaken by Anna standing in front of me holing her dirty dress in her arms, the cum soaked panties right on top of the pile"Wake up mommas menage. I figured I had better get these up so she wouldn't know I wore them today."she said with a wink. The rest of the night went by without any incident, I couldn't prevent my eyes off her and I had to know if she knew what she was doing to me.





I didn't have to wait long to get my answer, the next day I was sure she knew what she was doing !