This is the next part after the story "
My Daughter Vanessa
." I know it's a little late, but life happens and I apologize for keeping you all waiting. Nevertheless, it can be read as a standalone, but there's more fun when you know what happened before. Enjoy!
Edited by TheWhizardwWhitebeard.
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The next day.
"I did it! No! No no!" David contemplated what went on the night before as he realized his less than decent activities with his daughter.
"I have failed as a father," he said to himself, sitting on the couch. "But I won as a lover," his sadistic side justified.
He mused, "she was the one who seduced me. I was a straight loving father, as good as they come. Sure, I was a little horny. But I never saw my girl like that. It was all her and well... I shouldn't feel so bad," he justified himself further.
He saw that Vanessa was not around. Now having convinced himself that his activities were okay, he allowed himself to think about the night a bit more openly, creating stirring sensations below his waist.
The taste of her young, bald pussy, her lips sucking up and down his cock, her teasing him for so long, rubbing her pussy along the length of his shaft before softly taking him in, bareback, was amazing.
He immediately got hard. And horny. He texted her.
"
Hey Baby Girl. Wassup
" he sent
She responded five minutes later.
"
Hey, Daddy love. I know what you're going to say. Don't feel bad about it. I have nothing but gratitude and so much love and acceptance for what we shared last night.
"
"
That's good. It was still wrong as a father, but as long as you are okay with it, I am happy. On that note..."
"
Yeah, we are good. Also, if your note is doing more naughty stuff, then I'd have to disappoint because I went out with one of my friends. Momma is not in the house as well. She has a friend gathering. So, um... We will talk about it later today. BTW, please talk to my friend Amber. She might drop by because I called her today. Bye.
"
"
Oh... okay. I will, sweetie. Bye I guess.
"
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Vanessa was out with another friend having coffee, and excused herself to go to the bathroom. She then texted Amber and laid out her plan.
"
Hey
," Vanessa texted.
"
Hey babe.
"
"
So, don't ask for details. Remember that plan you had for my dad? Well, the time is now.
"
"
Oh um, what? Really?
" She replied.
"
Yes. I promise this is more of a do-it-right-away kind of a thing and we can discuss everything later. My dad is alone at home, expecting you, and is horny. If you wish to do anything, the time is now.
"
"
Understood, ma'am. I will go to your house directly.
"
Amber was luckily going home from school in her schoolgirl outfit. She paused, and reflected, looking at herself how she was in the perfect outfit to have David. "I might as well tell him to punish me for being a bad girl," she thought to herself. Scenarios and role play fantasies of teacher student role plays started playing in her head. She took the turn to Vanessa's home.
* * *
David was there, making brunch for Amber when the bell rang. This occasion was also the perfect time to distract him from all the horniness he was feeling.
"Coming!" he answered the door, switching the stove off. French fries were almost ready.
"Hello, David!" Amber came inside, hugging him.
"Hey, Amber," he hugged her back.
"So, is Vanessa home?" she started spreading her pretend net.
"No, sweetie. She just went out and I don't know when she will be home," David sighed, closing the door behind him. "You should get comfortable, because I made you fries."
"That's so sweet!" Amber grew excited and settled on the couch. She saw that certain portions of the couch were messy and sticky.
David went into the kitchen, contemplating further. "Damn man! I am horny and alone, and she had to come in that naughty school girl outfit! Fuck me." He started growing below the waist.
David brought the fries to her in the living room.
"Hey."
"Hey. Here are some fries and tell me how you like them."
"Thank You so much, David. You know, you're so sweet, you're almost a second dad to me," Amber said, bringing one leg over the other so her leg was closer to David's leg, almost touching it.
"Oh that's nothing. You know I always appreciate all good friends of Vanessa, and you're among the best ones," he said, shifting a bit.
Amber blushed. "Oh, David. Stop it. You're making me red now. Let's change the topic. If you don't mind me asking, I saw parts of your couch have dark imprints and sticky stuff. What's with that?"
Looking at the valley between her breasts, she must be packing goodies inside that tight white shirt. David did not hear her question.