My girl Frank Philip Stella wants to be an influencer. She's a vivid girl, and I've always hoped she would pick a professing using her encephalon and not her eubstance. But I can't hit her option for her, so I compromised. I told Stella that I would support her, provided that she maintained a 4.0 GPA and attended College. Stella has kept up her end of the bargain. She just got accepted into UCLA ! I couldn't be a prouder dad.

So in play, I've supported her influencer pipe dream. I've purchased innumerous outfits for Youtube try-on draw and light up equipment and cameras for her photoshoots. I even appeared in a youtube video recording where she covered my face in girl makeup. She thought that was the funniest thing ever ! Sometimes I even take pictures of her when her friends aren't around to do it.

I will admit, Stella does look like an instagram exemplar. She has long rippled brownish tomentum, big unripe eyes, a radiant smiling, and a curvaceous design she's spent hours in the gym working for. When we're out in populace together men are constantly checking out her thick bubble butt. If I wasn't her Church Father, I guess I'd think Frank Philip Stella was pretty hot too ! All this attention worries me. I don't like men leering at her on the street or on the cyberspace. I'm protective over my baby girl ! So I asked Stella to not post incompatible moving-picture show 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 videos of her doing knee bend in the gym, and even bikini clad instagram exposure that prominently feature her buns.

So Stella left me with little choice. I added a new rule to our arrangement : All her posts must be approved by me. If you wouldn't text it to your forefather, don't post it, I told her. Now Frank Stella texts me potential postal service everyday. Usually they're harmless, but live on week she sent me a photo of her lying on her bed in a sundress with her wooden leg slightly parted revealing her pink panties. Two days ago she sent me a photo of her by our pool wearing a red micro bikini, turned at an angle to show off her ass. There was no way I would ever let Frank Stella carry those characterisation, she must know that, right ? I'm sure this is just a gambit for attention. But, I'm starting to question if Stella enjoys teasing me, even flirting with me.

There's a new tension in our human relationship now. Our clinch end a few indorsement longer. When we cuddle while watching a moving-picture show, I can finger her pushing her consistence into mine. She's started wearing less and less clothing around the house, no matter how many multiplication I chastise her. Yesterday she walked into the kitchen with a string bikini top and poor terry cloth pillage short. I swear she made a show of reaching down into the freezer, shaking her ass around as she looked for a collation.

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

"Why daddy, is all of this too aphrodisiacal for you to care ?"She ran her hands down her body and shook her ass."Ew, are you vex I'm going to rick you on ? That 's so sodding dad"Frank Stella laughed. My face turned red and I just stammered out a No. Frank 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 affectation, 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 Philip Stella adopted an terrible British speech pattern"daddy, is this indecent ?"

"Yes"

"Ugh, this is so unfair. Skinny young woman never get asked to cover up. You're basically just punishing me for having a great body"

"Yup"

Frank Stella tilted her foreland to the incline and smiled"So you think I have a great body ? Thanks dad !"She laughed, and skipped out of the room chanting"papa thinks I'm sexy, pa thinks I'm sexy !"It's time to accommodate it. She's right ! I do find Frank Philip Stella sexy. And I even though it 's ill-timed, I want nothing more than than to fuck her !

The future day I sat by the pocket billiards, reading a John Grisham novel. Stella emerged from the house looking absolutely effulgent, 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 good today."

Stella laughed and lightly punched my arm."A pic session of me dullard !"

"Alright, sweety"

Stella handed me her telephone set. She pulled off her tank top and boxers to let out her dearie red cosmic string bikini. My dick began to harden, but I did n't handle. My daughter should see what she's doing to me ! I snapped a few moving-picture show while she smiled leaning back on the rail. Then she began to pose. She turned to her position and popped her pump ass out. She turned her back to me and looked at the photographic camera over her articulatio humeri smiling suggestively. She turned to her side to show off her profile, giving the camera a slight coquettish smile. I just kept snapping more pictures, my heart beating rapidly.

I couldn't hold any retentive, I had to get my workforce on that beautiful consistence."Sweetheart, do here. ejaculate take a smell and see if you like any of these mental picture"I called out. She sashayed over. I wrapped my arm around her, squeezing her shoulder joint, as we both peered over her telephone set and scrolled through the shot of her.

"These are smashing dad, you're such a dependable photographer !"Stella rested her drumhead on my shoulder and gazed up at me.

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

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

Stella took the tv camera and leaned in closer to me. She snapped pic from unlike angles making cunning little faces in each one."Do you friends ask their papa to do photoshoots like this ?"I asked."No, but they don't have cute daddies like mine"Frank Stella leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

Stella gave me a rigorous hug."Thank you dad. You really are the best,"she said, as she nuzzled her face against my chest."She must be able-bodied to sense my erect cock pressing against her, she must. Stella pulled me in even tighter. Holy shit ! I knew at that import Frank Stella wasn't just teasing. She wanted me to eff her. And I always give my daughter what she wants ! I grabbed her neck and tilted her head upwards. We'd been flirting for weeks now, it felt so natural."You know I should really penalise you for posting such filthy ikon"

I smacked her ass hard. She yelped. Then I gave her a long buss. We stayed like that for a min. With one hand I continued to smack her ass cheeks lightly, the other stayed gripped her neck opening. I pulled away from our kiss. We stared into each other 's eyes for a long instant, our affectionateness racing. Then I picked Stella up, causing her to squeal, and I carried her straight to the victor bedroom.

"I love you Frank Stella"I told her as I laid her down on my bed. We continued to buss for a few moments. As we kissed I ran my script over her eubstance. Then I pulled off her bikini."Stand up for me sweety, dad wants to look at you"Frank Stella nervously got up and stood next to the bed. Initially she covered her boob, but I grabbed her arm and yanked it down. She jumped a petty. I had always been a gentle 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 little twist for pappa"Frank Stella nervously turned around. She was even more beautiful than I thought. Thin shank, blind drunk ass, light olive skin with some cute minuscule tan lines.



"good girl. Now get on your knees for daddy."Stella nervously obeyed my command.

"Good.now unwrap my belt."

"Unzip the jeans. in effect. hire out dada's cock"

"You ever seen one of these up close before ?"Stella shook her head."Just be aristocratical, I 'll take the air you through it. You're going to do great."

My little Angel Falls was a Virgo ! I could train her to please me just the way I liked. This was getting dependable and better.

"Put your hired hand around it, ahh gentle ! Ok better. honorable. Now stroke it a few times. Mmm, that look real nice. Ok now afford your backtalk very panoptic, daddys going to slue it in."

I couldn't resist with that angelic face looking up at me. I placed my turncock in her mouth, grabbed her head and slammed it into my cock. Stella trusted wasn't expecting that ! She choked for a second then I let her go. I slapped her cheek hard. She looked up at me with a cheat on spirit on her expression, a few tears now wetting her buttock. I was going to have to be gentle again.

"It 's ok truelove you made pop so happy. come here."I pulled Stella up into my lap and held her naked body tight. She rested her head on my shoulder, still crying a piddling."Don't worry you'll learn to love that."I kissed her again. After a few minutes of making out she was putty in my hands again. I began to tease her mammilla and dance my finger 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 shoot down my clothes off. I grabbed both her arms and pinned them above her head while positioning myself to enter her. I've never felt a surfactant pussy.

Let me tell you, entering your daughter for the first off fourth dimension is the bingle greatest feeling a man could ever have. It was virgin go. Frank Philip Stella told me later she came on the spot, despite the infliction. I started with slow deep throw, still holding her down feather with one hired hand, playing with her nipples with my other. Stella was lost in pleasure. I let go of her hands, which she immediately wrapped around me. I grabbed her neck, choking her lightly as I increased the step. Before long I was seaman hammering into my girl while she moaned. I couldn't shoemaker's last much longer. I pulled out and launched roofy after rope of cum in Frank Stella assailable waiting mouth. She collapsed back onto the bed.

"Are you ready for another photoshoot baby ?"I grabbed my phone and snapped word-painting of Stella 's wrack soundbox and cum drenched nerve."You want pappa to stake these sweetheart ? appearance everyone what a loose woman you really are ?"My parental inherent aptitude kicked in."seminal fluid on let 's get you cleaned up."I took Stella by the hand and led her to the bathroom. I turned the shower on and we both hopped in. We cleaned each former 's bodies and kissed a little more. I became erect again. Frank Philip Stella grabbed at it and giggled"Woo there tiger, no rush, we have all weekend … ”