My daughter's pussy
All credit goes to original writer. I'm simply copying his words and sharing among all of you of course after some editing. It's certainly my favorite one and hope you too appreciate this story. The story goes here as:
This is merely a fantasy. I don't even have a daughter. I am still young ..lol
I have been married to my wife for 25 years. She was my high school sweetheart and is the mother of my children. We have 2 together. Mark, our oldest is 20 and has moved away to go to school on a lacrosse scholarship. Bethany is 18 and getting ready to graduate from high school. She will be attending a university in the fall on a soccer scholarship. I am very proud of my kids and what they are turning out to be.
Bethany started developing around the age of 14. She was in that awkward stage of adolescence for what seemed like forever. She had mosquito bites for breast, but a firm round ass. Her hair was shoulder length and blond. She was always in great shape from playing sports and was always tanning from about mid-May through September.
I was always very open with my children. They both knew that they could come to me for anything, at any time. I would get up and go, whenever they called, to get them from a bad situation, or if they had been at a party and gotten drunk. I was also the one that had 'the talk' with both of them. It was not out of the ordinary for either of my kids to come into the bathroom while I was showering or shaving. Nudity in our house was not seen as something to be ashamed of.
But it was also very well known that private lives and public lives had to remain separate. They knew to respect me and follow my rules, and as a reward for being well behaved, they were allowed more freedom than most kids their age. They both knew the dangers of premarital sex, STDs and the sorts.
It was my job as a parent to do my best to teach them right from wrong and hope that they made wise decisions. My kids told me everything that was going on in their lives, from sports and school to friendships and relationships.
By the time that Bethany had turned 16 she was a knock out. She still kept her natural blond hair shoulder length. She had blue eyes that would cut through your soul and her ass had filled in more. Her breasts, too, had grown from two little mosquito bites to very perky and firm C-cup. At 16, she weighed no more than 100 pounds, dripping wet. She was very fit and attractive, and she knew it.
It was one Saturday afternoon in April. She had not been 16 long. My wife was at work so it was up to me to make sure Bethany got to soccer practice on time. I had the day planned out. We would go to her practice, and then from there I would take her to a nice lunch for some quality father/daughter time. After lunch I would take her home, tell her to get cleaned up for a surprise. That surprise was going to be a new car, of her choice.
When her practice was over she ran up to my truck and got in. I asked her where she wanted to go for lunch.
"Dairy Queen please!" she said. She always loved going there and getting a blizzard.
"OK! Buckle up."
We walked into the restaurant, ordered our food and ice cream and sat in the corner booth, away from the rest of the people.
All credit goes to original writer. I'm simply copying his words and sharing among all of you of course after some editing. It's certainly my favorite one and hope you too appreciate this story. The story goes here as:
This is merely a fantasy. I don't even have a daughter. I am still young ..lol
I have been married to my wife for 25 years. She was my high school sweetheart and is the mother of my children. We have 2 together. Mark, our oldest is 20 and has moved away to go to school on a lacrosse scholarship. Bethany is 18 and getting ready to graduate from high school. She will be attending a university in the fall on a soccer scholarship. I am very proud of my kids and what they are turning out to be.
Bethany started developing around the age of 14. She was in that awkward stage of adolescence for what seemed like forever. She had mosquito bites for breast, but a firm round ass. Her hair was shoulder length and blond. She was always in great shape from playing sports and was always tanning from about mid-May through September.
I was always very open with my children. They both knew that they could come to me for anything, at any time. I would get up and go, whenever they called, to get them from a bad situation, or if they had been at a party and gotten drunk. I was also the one that had 'the talk' with both of them. It was not out of the ordinary for either of my kids to come into the bathroom while I was showering or shaving. Nudity in our house was not seen as something to be ashamed of.
But it was also very well known that private lives and public lives had to remain separate. They knew to respect me and follow my rules, and as a reward for being well behaved, they were allowed more freedom than most kids their age. They both knew the dangers of premarital sex, STDs and the sorts.
It was my job as a parent to do my best to teach them right from wrong and hope that they made wise decisions. My kids told me everything that was going on in their lives, from sports and school to friendships and relationships.
By the time that Bethany had turned 16 she was a knock out. She still kept her natural blond hair shoulder length. She had blue eyes that would cut through your soul and her ass had filled in more. Her breasts, too, had grown from two little mosquito bites to very perky and firm C-cup. At 16, she weighed no more than 100 pounds, dripping wet. She was very fit and attractive, and she knew it.
It was one Saturday afternoon in April. She had not been 16 long. My wife was at work so it was up to me to make sure Bethany got to soccer practice on time. I had the day planned out. We would go to her practice, and then from there I would take her to a nice lunch for some quality father/daughter time. After lunch I would take her home, tell her to get cleaned up for a surprise. That surprise was going to be a new car, of her choice.
When her practice was over she ran up to my truck and got in. I asked her where she wanted to go for lunch.
"Dairy Queen please!" she said. She always loved going there and getting a blizzard.
"OK! Buckle up."
We walked into the restaurant, ordered our food and ice cream and sat in the corner booth, away from the rest of the people.