A naked teenager on her knees is surely the secret pipe dream of many fathers, even if they wouldn't admit to it. I am currently looking at one right now, more precisely my daughter Lady Diana Frances Spencer. Her eyes are conclude, so I dare look at her diminished pointy bosom, and how her nipples are erect.

I warn her when I'm about to come, but she keeps on sucking. That feels right, and not just physically. She flinches a bit when it happens, but she just swallows it and keeps going all the way.

I'm not going to lie, it was a good orgasm.

Lady Diana Frances Spencer is looking at my cock and how it's now hanging soft after having done its work.

"Thanks, baby, that was really good,"I say to her, at the Same time wondering if this really was what she had been expecting herself.

"Okay, dad,"she just says and gets up. My middle still linger on her lithe and youthful form.

She's called Diana, but to her friends she's"Dia ”. I guess the youth of today don't think old-fashioned names like that are cool enough, even if I've tried to explain she wasn't named for the princess but for the goddess. Not that it made much deviation. Some of those kids probably had never heard of either. Princess Diana is now 18 and that makes eager for new experiences, as I had recently noticed.

This had been the showtime time she had made me come, it had just been fantasy for her before. Some multitude don't understand that"dad and daughter"fantasies go both ways. lady friend think about this stuff a lot too, as Princess Diana had explained to me. She had even read field about this, which had given her the courage to peach to me.

Diana is now fussy with her bra, putting an arm through one grummet and then another. As I watch her fingerbreadth working on the latch, it still surprises me at this age how easily girls manage to give and close those affair behind their back. She picks up her shirt and then asks :"You want to do it again ?"

"Sure, if you want to. It was nice,"I answer honestly.

"I'm gon na go bent out at the shopping center and then movies. Tomorrow ?"she asks while she is slipping into her shirt.

"Sure,"I say. She brushes her hairsbreadth a bit with her fingers before she leaves, although I didn't touch it at any breaker point, so it wasn't really mussy. Perhaps she had wanted me to ?

Sure enough, Diana knocks on my threshold the same time the succeeding day."You busy, dad ?"she asks, although she steps right in before I can answer.

"Not really,"I say, moving the pamphlet I am holding into a drawer.

This time I touch her hair as she sucks, letting the honey-colored lock lightly drift through my fingers. That makes her glance at me, but she swiftly closes her eyes again. I move my helping hand to her articulatio humeri, making sure I'm at least caressing her a footling all the way through.

"Here it comes again,"I say, and she again keeps suck, but suddenly I also feel how her finger's breadth start to rapidly stroke my testicles.

Her lashes flicker a little when the ejaculation happens, but she doesn't react in any other way except by deep sup. I come even better than yesterday, but despite that I realize something is bothering me.

"Dia, I think we should talk a bit…"I say when she gets up.

"About what ?"she wonders, frowning curiously.

"Get dressed first,"I say.

She shrugs and starts picking up her clothes. She sits down on the couch and puts one leg over the other, leans back and asks :"So what is it, dad ?"

"Just about this thing, you know. You don't really express your feel much…"I try to choose my Word carefully, but Princess of Wales understands immediately.

"Don't worry, dad. I wouldn't do this if I didn't like it,"she says."I just want it to be effective for you. That's what I like about it."

"Yeah, okay,"I say."I just feel like maybe we should spill the beans a bit more."

"Well, sure, if that's what you want,"she says,"but I got ta catch up with the new Tom cruise picture, so laters."

"Fine, whenever you have time,"I agree and let her will to fulfill her daily quota of popcorn entertainment.

We don't start the next day with a cock sucking. Not because she wouldn't have wanted to, she is already opening her jeans when I remind her about the talking, so she sits down on the sofa instead and crosses her arms.

"This is what I've been thinking about for geezerhood, dad. I already told you that,"she says."It was a big heap for me when you agreed to it."

"Yeah, but fancy aren't the same thing as reality, and you're always so busy. Are you sure you don't at least want to snuggle a bit more or something ?"

"Hey, I'm not stupid, dad. I know everything can't always be wonderful. Sometimes it's in effect, sometimes it's in effect,"Diana says.

"We've only done it twice,"I remind her about her lack of experience,"Is there anything I could do to actually form it rattling for you ?"

Diana bites her lip, reminiscent of her mother."Well, I mean, maybe…"

"This is what I meant,"I point out."If you don't talk of the town to me, I can't be intimate what you want. You already shared your most secret dream with me and it's become realism. There's no reason why you can't recite me how we could make it perfect for you."

"This is variety of stupid…"she mumbles silently.

"You can distinguish me anything, dearie, whatever it is,"I say again.

"I mean, it's just a minuscule thing and it's more about me than you, dad…"She pauses to peek at the ceiling until she continues."I'd want to look you in the eyes when you come, dad, but I'm just so nervous."

That did seem like a piffling thing, like she had said, but I could see this was really important for her, so I knew had to help her overcome her job."See, this is why we should verbalise,"I say."Let's try that today."

Lady Diana Frances Spencer blinks and nods and then starts unbuttoning her shirt.

Then she is au naturel and on her stifle again, her modest breasts just as perky as before and her cute pussy in wide view for me to await at. She sucks emotionally, but I agree with her that something is missing.

"Please look at me, Dia,"I softly whisper, caressing her fuzz and shoulders.

Me asking for her to do it is sufficiency for her to open her eye, and we retain eye link during the orgasm so she can see me blinking and breathing heavily at the same clip as she can feel my semen shooting into her mouth.

We both agree that this was the best experience so far and Dia hugs me afterwards, making me directly feel the buoyancy of her teeny nipples rather than just looking at them.

"Wow, dad,"she says, looking at me with big blinking oculus."Wow,"she says again, and I can practically see little nerve in her eyes.

"That was really sound, sweetie,"I say, caressing her cheek.

"I think maybe I shouldn't go to the shopping centre today,"she says."We could try this a few more times instead."

We cuddle on the couch until I feel I'm ready again. When I give her the sign by touching her ass, she does a suspicious little spin which makes her end up on the floor and between my legs.

Her head is bobbing and her center are blinking, and I know this is just for both of us. Her heart-filled eye are staring into mine as I come, and it's better than ever before. Her eyes widen when she realizes how much sperm is actually shooting into her back talk. I can even see her cheeks bulging a little before the onus goes down. Afterwards I remind her that's how she knows she has been salutary for me, and she nods understandingly.

We both hope I'm good for one more than go, and I assure her I am, if we just wait for a patch. My hand is caressing her hips and her head is against my bureau. She asks me to abide this time, so she can sit on the sofa and spread her legs to give me a better look at absolutely all of her teenage cuteness.

Because I have already come several time it takes more than effort this time, and Princess Diana has to pause a few meter to kiss and drub my balls.

"Oh G-God… !"I shout when I shoot absolutely everything I have left and Lady Diana Frances Spencer swallows it all while constantly and attentively stroking my glob the completely time.

I can only softly caress her hair and whisper :"No more than for today, sweetie…"

Lady Diana Frances Spencer smiles, she certainly is not defeated, because this has been the wonderful experience she had dreamed about for ages.

"Wow, wow, wow, dad !"she exclaims and bounce happily on the sofa.

"Tomorrow,"I say and smile back at her.

"Oh yeah !"she chitters with her eyes blinking. She is so lightheaded with joy she forgets to put her bra on before her shirt. She just tosses it to me and says :"I'll come get it tomorrow !"

"It's here,"I say, dropping it into my desk drawer. Diana gives me one more smiling before she leaves, and I can only feel happy for her as I get back to my body of work while waiting for tomorrow's exciting experiences .