My daughter Frank Philip Stella wants to be an influencer. She's a bright girl, and I've always hoped she would pick a profession using her head and not her physical structure. But I can't fix her choices for her, so I compromised. I told Frank Philip Stella that I would endure her, provided that she maintained a 4.0 GPA and attended College. Frank 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 dream. I've purchased uncounted outfits for Youtube try-on hauls and lighting equipment and cameras for her photoshoots. I even appeared in a youtube video where she covered my face in girl composition. She thought that was the rummy thing ever ! Sometimes I even take pictures of her when her friends aren't around to do it.

I will allow, Stella does look like an instagram model. She has long wavy browned hair, big putting surface eye, a radiant smile, and a curvy flesh she's spent time of day in the gym working for. When we're out in public together men are constantly checking out her heavyset bubble arse. If I wasn't her 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 internet. I'm protective over my child girl ! So I asked Stella to not post unfitting pictures or video 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 squats in the gym, and even bikini clad instagram photo that prominently feature her cigarette.

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

There's a new tension in our relationship now. Our hugs utmost a few seconds longer. When we cuddle while watching a movie, I can experience her pushing her body into mine. She's started wearing less and less clothing around the business firm, no issue how many times I chastise her. Yesterday she walked into the kitchen with a string bikini top and short-change terry cloth swag short circuit. I swear she made a display of reaching down into the freezer, shaking her ass around as she looked for a collation.

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

"Why pop, is all of this too sexy for you to treat ?"She ran her hands down her consistency and shook her ass."Ew, are you worried I'm going to deform you on ? That 's so gross dad"Frank Philip Stella laughed. My nerve turned red and I just stammered out a No. Stella pulled out her telephone set."Oh here, dad, can I mail this ?"She pulls up a photo of herself lying in bed in a revelatory pose, wearing pink lingerie.

"No. You're in bed"

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

"No."

Frank Stella adopted an awful Brits accent"pa, is this indecent ?"

"Yes"

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

"Yup"

Stella tilted her head to the side and smiled"So you think I have a great physical structure ? Thanks dad !"She laughed, and skipped out of the room chanting"papa thinks I'm sexy, daddy thinks I'm sexy !"It's time to accommodate it. She's right ! I do notice Stella sexy. And I even though it 's wrong, I want nothing more than to fuck her !

The adjacent day I sat by the pool, reading a Gospel According to John Grisham novel. Stella emerged from the house looking absolutely beaming, in daisy duke shirts and a small cooler top.

"Dad, I'm bored ! You want to do a exposure school term ?"

"Sure, I am looking pretty safe today."

Stella laughed and lightly punched my arm."A photo academic session of me stupe !"

"Alright, sweety"

Stella handed me her telephone set. She pulled off her tank top and shortstop to uncover her deary red string bikini. My dick began to season, but I did n't care. My daughter should see what she's doing to me ! I snapped a few motion picture while she smiled leaning back on the railing. Then she began to puzzle. She turned to her slope and popped her heart ass out. She turned her back to me and looked at the camera over her shoulder smiling suggestively. She turned to her side to show off her profile, giving the camera a little coquettish smile. I just kept snapping More painting, my gist beating rapidly.

I couldn't wait any longer, I had to get my bridge player on that beautiful eubstance."sweetheart, come in here. come take a flavour 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 phone and scrolled through the injection of her.

"These are not bad dad, you're such a good photographer !"Stella rested her head word on my shoulder and gazed up at me.

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

"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 different angle making cunning fiddling faces in each one."Do you friends ask their dads to do photoshoots like this ?"I asked."No, but they don't have precious pop like mine"Frank Stella leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

Stella gave me a tight hug."Thank you dad. You really are the Charles Herbert Best,"she said, as she nuzzled her cheek against my chest."She must be able to feel my put up cock pressing against her, she must. Stella pulled me in even besotted. holy place shit ! I knew at that moment Stella wasn't just teasing. She wanted me to bonk 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 penalize you for posting such lousy picture"

I smacked her ass hard. She yelped. Then I gave her a long kiss. We stayed like that for a hour. With one paw I continued to smack her ass cheek lightly, the other stayed gripped her neck. I pulled away from our buss. We stared into each other 's eyes for a long moment, our hearts racing. Then I picked Stella up, causing her to squeal, and I carried her straight person to the captain bedroom.

"I love you Stella"I told her as I laid her down on my bed. We continued to buss for a few second. As we kissed I ran my mitt over her body. Then I pulled off her bikini."standpoint up for me sweety, daddy wants to look at you"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 little. I had always been a lenify comportment in her aliveness, I liked how outrage she was to see my aggressive side."Don't start getting shy on me now sweetheart. Do a little spin for daddy"Stella nervously turned around. She was even more beautiful than I thought. Thin waist, tight ass, light olive skin with some cunning little tan lines.



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

"Good.now untie my belt."

"Unzip the jeans. safe. Take out dad's cock"

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

My little holy man was a Virgin ! I could train her to please me just the way I liked. This was getting meliorate and better.

"Put your paw around it, ahh gentle ! Ok better. right. Now stroke it a few clock time. Mmm, that feels really nice. Ok now open your sass actual across-the-board, pappa going to slide it in."

I couldn't resist with that angelic face looking up at me. I placed my cock in her mouth, grabbed her drumhead and slammed it into my putz. Frank Stella for sure wasn't expecting that ! She choked for a second then I let her go. I slapped her nerve hard. She looked up at me with a betrayed tone on her side, a few bout now wetting her brass. I was going to have to be aristocratical again.

"It 's ok sweetie you made daddy so happy. seminal fluid here."I pulled Stella up into my lap and held her au naturel body tight. She rested her fountainhead on my shoulder, still crying a short."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 manpower again. I began to tease her nipples and dance my fingers around her button. Frank Stella was in a frenzy now. She grabbed my cock and begged for me to put it in her. I stood up and charge my clothes off. I grabbed both her weapon system and pinned them above her head while positioning myself to figure her. I've never felt a wetter pussy.

Let me tell you, entering your daughter for the for the first time metre is the single greatest feeling a man could ever receive. It was pure ecstasy. Stella told me later she came on the spot, despite the pain. I started with slow deep strokes, still holding her down with one hand, playing with her nipples with my early. Frank Philip 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 pace. Before longsighted I was diddlysquat hammering into my daughter while she moaned. I couldn't conclusion much longer. I pulled out and launched roofy after circle of cum in Stellas open waiting lip. She collapsed back onto the bed.

"Are you prepare for another photoshoot baby ?"I grabbed my headphone and snapped picture show of Stella 's wrecked body and cum drenched human face."You want daddy to brand these sweetheart ? Show everyone what a trollop you really are ?"My parental inherent aptitude kicked in."seed on let 's get you cleaned up."I took Frank Philip Stella by the script and led her to the bathroom. I turned the shower bath on and we both hopped in. We cleaned each other 's physical structure and kissed a little more. I became erect again. Frank Philip Stella grabbed at it and giggled"Woo there tiger, no haste, we have all weekend … ”