My daughter Stella wants to be an influencer. She's a shining fille, and I've always hoped she would pick a profession using her mind and not her trunk. But I can't make her choices for her, so I compromised. I told Stella that I would support her, provided that she maintained a 4.0 GPA and attended College. Frank Philip Stella has kept up her end of the bargain. She just got accepted into UCLA ! I couldn't be a prouder dad.

So in turn, I've supported her influencer dream. I've purchased infinite kit for Youtube try-on hauls and get off equipment and television camera for her photoshoots. I even appeared in a youtube video where she covered my brass in girl makeup. She thought that was the funniest thing ever ! Sometimes I even take pictures of her when her ally aren't around to do it.

I will admit, Stella does expect like an instagram modelling. She has long wavy brown hair, big green optic, a radiant smile, and a curvy figure she's spent minute in the gym working for. When we're out in public together men are constantly checking out her thickly gurgle butt. If I wasn't her Fatherhood, I guess I'd think Stella was pretty hot too ! All this attending worries me. I don't like men leering at her on the street or on the internet. I'm protective over my child fille ! So I asked Stella to not station unfitting characterization or videos of herself, and she agreed. But it seems her definition of inappropriate is a bit different than mine. She has posted snap stories of her twerking, workout video recording of her doing diddly in the gym, and even bikini clad instagram photo that prominently feature her butt.

So Stella left me with picayune choice. I added a new linguistic rule to our arranging : All her situation must be approved by me. If you wouldn't text it to your father, don't post it, I told her. Now Stella texts me potency posts everyday. Usually they're harmless, but last week she sent me a photograph of her lying on her bed in a sundress with her branch slightly parted revealing her garden pink panties. Two twenty-four hours ago she sent me a photo of her by our pond wearing a red micro Bikini, turned at an angle to evidence off her ass. There was no way I would ever let Stella post those pictures, she must know that, right ? I'm sure this is just a ploy for attention. But, I'm starting to wonder if Stella enjoys teasing me, even flirting with me.

There's a new tension in our family relationship now. Our squeeze last a few sec longer. When we cuddle while watching a film, I can feel her pushing her body into mine. She's started wearing less and less clothing around the firm, no matter how many time I chastise her. Yesterday she walked into the kitchen with a strand Bikini top and light terry cloth cloth prize shorts. I swear she made a show of reaching down into the deep freezer, shaking her ass around as she looked for a snack.

"Stella, you have to start covering up around the house."

"Why daddy, is all of this too sexy for you to address ?"She ran her hands down her consistency and rock her ass."Ew, are you worried I'm going to reverse you on ? That 's so thoroughgoing dad"Frank Stella laughed. My face turned red and I just stammered out a No. Stella pulled out her phone."Oh here, dad, can I send this ?"She pulls up a picture of herself lying in bed in a suggestive airs, wearing pink lingerie.

"No. You're in bed"

"Why dad ? people on the internet, like, know that I have a bed. That's not, like, new information for them. How about this one ?"

"No."

Frank Stella adopted an awing Brits idiom"pappa, is this indecent ?"

"Yes"

"Ugh, this is so unfair. Skinny girls never get asked to cross up. You're basically just punishing me for having a enceinte trunk"

"Yup"

Frank Stella tilted her forefront to the side and smiled"So you think I have a with child body ? Thanks dad !"She laughed, and skipped out of the room chanting"Daddy thinks I'm sexy, daddy thinks I'm sexy !"It's meter to admit it. She's right ! I do witness Frank Philip Stella sexy. And I even though it 's wrong, I want zero more than to bang her !

The next day I sat by the pool, reading a privy Grisham novel. Stella emerged from the sign looking absolutely radiant, in daisy duke shirts and a small tank top.

"Dad, I'm bored ! You want to do a photo session ?"

"Sure, I am looking pretty sound today."

Frank Stella laughed and lightly punched my arm."A photo session of me pudden-head !"

"Alright, sweety"

Frank Stella handed me her earpiece. She pulled off her armoured combat vehicle top and shorts to reveal her favorite red strand bikini. My dick began to harden, but I did n't care. My girl should see what she's doing to me ! I snapped a few motion picture while she smiled leaning back on the rail. Then she began to pose. She turned to her side and popped her heart ass out. She turned her back to me and looked at the camera over her shoulder joint smiling suggestively. She turned to her position to show off her profile, giving the camera a slight coquettish grin. I just kept snapping Thomas More film, my heart beating rapidly.

I couldn't waiting any longer, I had to get my hands on that beautiful trunk."dish, number here. Come take a tone and see if you like any of these pictures"I called out. She sashayed over. I wrapped my arm around her, squeezing her shoulder, as we both peered over her earpiece and scrolled through the dead reckoning of her.

"These are keen dad, you're such a unspoilt lensman !"Frank Stella rested her head on my shoulder and gazed up at me.

"You look beautiful Stella ! But you know I'm never letting you post any of these redress ?"

"These are just for you, silly ! Let's take some selfies together !"

Stella took the camera and leaned in closer to me. She snapped picture from dissimilar Angle making cunning little faces in each one."Do you friends ask their pop to do photoshoots like this ?"I asked."No, but they don't have cunning pa like mine"Stella leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

Stella gave me a tight hug."Thank you dad. You really are the better,"she said, as she nuzzled her face against my chest."She must be able to feel my put up cock pressing against her, she must. Stella pulled me in even tighter. Holy shit ! I knew at that moment Stella wasn't just teasing. She wanted me to fuck her. And I always give my daughter what she wants ! I grabbed her neck and tilted her head upwards. We'd been flirting for calendar week now, it felt so natural."You know I should really punish you for posting such filthy pictures"

I smacked her ass hard. She yelped. Then I gave her a long kiss. We stayed like that for a arcminute. With one hand I continued to thwack her ass buttock lightly, the other stayed gripped her cervix. I pulled away from our buss. We stared into each other 's middle for a long second, our affection racing. Then I picked Stella up, causing her to squeal, and I carried her straight person to the master sleeping room.

"I love you Frank Philip Stella"I told her as I laid her down on my bed. We continued to snog for a few moments. As we kissed I ran my deal over her dead body. Then I pulled off her bikini."Stand up for me sweety, pappa wants to look at you"Frank Stella nervously got up and stood side by side to the bed. Initially she covered her breasts, but I grabbed her arm and yanked it down. She jumped a trivial. I had always been a gruntle mien in her life, I liked how shocked she was to see my aggressive side."Don't start getting shy on me now sweetheart. Do a niggling spin for daddy"Frank Stella nervously turned around. She was even more beautiful than I thought. Thin waist, tight ass, light Olea europaea skin with some cute picayune tan lines.



"Good young lady. Now get on your knee for daddy."Stella nervously obeyed my command.

"Good.now undo my belt."

"Unzip the jeans. Good. remove out dada's cock"

"You ever seen one of these up close before ?"Stella shook her brain."Just be gentle, I 'll walk you through it. You're going to do great."

My little angel was a virgin ! I could condition her to please me just the way I liked. This was getting salutary and better.

"Put your hand around it, ahh docile ! Ok better. undecomposed. Now stroke it a few times. Mmm, that feels really nice. Ok now open your back talk real wide-eyed, daddys going to slide it in."

I couldn't resist with that angelic brass looking up at me. I placed my cock in her mouth, grabbed her head and slammed it into my stopcock. Frank Philip Stella surely wasn't expecting that ! She choked for a bit then I let her go. I slapped her boldness hard. She looked up at me with a betrayed look on her face, a few tears now wetting her cheeks. I was going to hold to be gentle again.

"It 's ok truelove you made daddy so happy. Come here."I pulled Stella up into my lap and held her naked body tight. She rested her straits on my shoulder, still crying a little."Don't worry you'll learn to love that."I kissed her again. After a few min of making out she was putty in my hands again. I began to tease her nipples and dance my fingers around her clit. Stella was in a frenzy now. She grabbed my cock and begged for me to put it in her. I stood up and tore my clothes off. I grabbed both her branch and pinned them above her top dog while positioning myself to enter her. I've never felt a wetter pussy.

Let me order you, entering your daughter for the number 1 fourth dimension is the ace greatest feeling a man could ever have. It was gross ecstasy. Stella told me later she came on the patch, despite the painful sensation. I started with slowly deep stroke, still holding her down with one hand, playing with her mamilla with my other. Stella was lost in delight. I let go of her hands, which she immediately wrapped around me. I grabbed her neck, choking her lightly as I increased the pace. Before long I was jack hammering into my girl while she moaned. I couldn't utmost much longer. I pulled out and launched rope after roach of cum in Stella capable waiting lip. She collapsed back onto the bed.

"Are you gear up for another photoshoot babe ?"I grabbed my phone and snapped pictures of Stella 's wrecked body and cum drenched face."You want pa to post these sweetheart ? display everyone what a loose woman you really are ?"My parental instinct kicked in."seed on let 's get you cleaned up."I took Stella by the paw and led her to the bathroom. I turned the exhibitioner on and we both hopped in. We cleaned each other 's consistency and kissed a little more. I became tumid again. Stella grabbed at it and giggled"Woo there tiger, no rush, we have all weekend … ”