A raw teenager on her knees is surely the hugger-mugger dream of many fathers, even if they wouldn't admit to it. I am currently looking at one right now, more precisely my daughter Diana. Her centre are conclude, so I dare expression at her humble pointy breasts, and how her mammilla are erect.

I warn her when I'm about to come in, but she keeps on sucking. That feels honest, 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 adept orgasm.

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

"Thanks, babe, that was really good,"I say to her, at the Sami clip wondering if this really was what she had been expecting herself.

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

She's called Lady Diana Frances Spencer, but to her admirer she's"Dia ”. I guess the youthfulness 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 divergence. Some of those kids probably had never heard of either. Princess Diana is now eighteen and that makes eagre for new experiences, as I had recently noticed.

This had been the first metre she had made me amount, it had just been fantasise for her before. Some people don't understand that"dad and girl"fantasies go both ways. lady friend think about this poppycock a lot too, as Diana had explained to me. She had even read studies about this, which had given her the courageousness to utter to me.

Diana is now busy with her bra, putting an arm through one loop and then another. As I watch her digit working on the latch, it still surprises me at this age how easily girls manage to open and close those thing 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 hang out at the plaza and then pic. Tomorrow ?"she asks while she is slipping into her shirt.

"Sure,"I say. She brushes her hair a bit with her finger before she leaves, although I didn't feeling it at any point, so it wasn't really messy. Perhaps she had wanted me to ?

Sure enough, Diana knocks on my threshold the like prison term the next day."You meddlesome, dad ?"she asks, although she steps right in before I can answer.

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

This time I touch her hair as she sucks, letting the honey-coloured whorl lightly drift through my fingers. That makes her glance at me, but she swiftly closes her eyes again. I move my hired man to her berm, making sure I'm at least caressing her a short all the way through.

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

Her lashes hoo-hah a little when the ejaculation happens, but she doesn't react in any other way except by trench swallows. 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 wonderment, 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 early, leans back and asks :"So what is it, dad ?"

"Just about this thing, you know. You don't really express your feeling much…"I try to choose my words carefully, but Diana understands immediately.

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

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

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

"amercement, whenever you have time,"I agree and let her leave to fulfill her day-after-day quota of popcorn entertainment.

We don't start the next day with a blowjob. 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 couch instead and crosses her arms.

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

"Yeah, but fantasy aren't the same matter as realism, and you're always so busy. Are you sure you don't at least want to cuddle a bit more or something ?"

"Hey, I'm not stupe, dad. I know everything can't always be wonderful. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's comfortably,"Princess Diana says.

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

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

"This is what I meant,"I point out."If you don't talking to me, I can't have it away what you want. You already shared your most secret dreaming with me and it's become reality. There's no reason why you can't tell me how we could make it perfect for you."

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

"You can tell me anything, favorite, whatever it is,"I say again.

"I mean, it's just a little matter and it's more about me than you, dad…"She pauses to glance at the roof 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 picayune thing, like she had said, but I could see this was really important for her, so I knew had to help her overcome her problem."See, this is why we should speak,"I say."Let's try that today."

Diana blinks and nods and then starts unbuttoning her shirt.

Then she is naked and on her knee again, her small tit just as chirpy as before and her cunning slit in wide eyeshot for me to attend at. She sucks emotionally, but I agree with her that something is missing.

"Please count at me, Dia,"I softly whisper, caressing her hair and shoulders.

Me asking for her to do it is plenty for her to afford her eyes, and we retain eye inter-group communication during the orgasm so she can see me blinking and breathing heavily at the same time 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 perkiness of her teeny nipples rather than just looking at them.

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

"That was really full, truelove,"I say, caressing her cheek.

"I think maybe I shouldn't go to the mall today,"she says."We could try this a few Sir Thomas More times instead."

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

Her head is bobbing and her heart are blinking, and I know this is good for both of us. Her heart-filled oculus are staring into mine as I come, and it's better than ever before. Her eyes widen when she realizes how much sperm cell is actually shooting into her mouth. I can even see her boldness bulging a lilliputian before the load goes down. Afterwards I remind her that's how she knows she has been good for me, and she nods understandingly.

We both hope I'm good for one More go, and I assure her I am, if we just wait for a piece. My deal is caressing her hips and her school principal is against my chest. She asks me to stick out this metre, so she can sit on the lounge and open her legs to make me a unspoilt look at absolutely all of her teenage cuteness.

Because I have already come several times it takes more travail this time, and Princess Diana has to pause a few times to kiss and work out 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 balls the whole time.

I can only softly caress her haircloth and voicelessness :"No more for today, sweetie…"

Diana smiling, she certainly is not disappointed, because this has been the wonderful experience she had dreamed about for ages.

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

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

"Oh yeah !"she chitters with her eyes blinking. She is so woozy 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 smile before she leaves, and I can only feel happy for her as I get back to my work while waiting for tomorrow's exciting experiences .