Morgan had always been of petite build. Her mother, Nina, and I got married when Morgan was very young, so I was the only father she ever knew. Nina was also always very petite, five foot two, but well-rounded in all the right places. With a perfect ass and D-cup tits, I always had a hard time keeping my hands off of her. Any chance we had I would take her clothes off and fuck her right on the spot.
As Morgan got older, however, things changed. She was always around Nina and me, and that made us have less time for each other. Nina eventually took a job that made her travel a lot. After this, my sex life was almost non-existent. Nina was gone for weeks at a time, which left Morgan and me at home to keep each other company. When she wasn't at school, we would do all kinds of activities together. I loved keeping her entertained because I loved seeing her beautiful smile. She would always tell me how much she loved me and appreciated everything I did for her.
As time passed, I couldn't help but notice how much like her mother she was starting to look. She was turning into such a beautiful young lady. Similar height to her mother's and, I hate to admit, similar curves. She had suddenly gotten those curves a couple months ago, and sometimes I couldn't stop myself from staring. Her clothes always fit her snug, and showed off her curves in a very sexual way, which I'm sure she didn't notice, but I did. I felt ashamed, but I couldn't help myself.
She was eighteen, and a senior in high school. I always noticed all the boys in her class staring at her chest and behind. It always made me angry, but I knew Morgan was a good girl. A little too good. She never paid attention to the boys in her class. Most of the time she would just hang out with a few girls after school and then come home. There was no doubt on my mind that she was still a virgin. Her school work was always done on time, and she had straight As. I could not be more proud of her. The only odd thing was how much time she spent in her room.
One night, as I was lying in bed, I don't know what came over me. I began to imagine what she must look like naked. I felt myself get hard, and I jerked off to the thought of her naked body.
The next day while she was at school, I went into her room and opened her underwear drawer. Since she always did her own laundry, I had no idea what I would find. I wasn't prepared for what I found, however. She had thongs and G-strings in every color, but not only that. Underneath all of that, I found a tiny little purple vibrator. I was so turned on at this moment that I didn't care. I picked it up and smelled it, hoping that it would have a lingering smell of her pussy. It was only then that I wondered how long my sweet baby had been touching herself. And I wondered who she thought of when she did.
A few nights later, when Morgan had gone to bed, I thought I heard some noise coming from her room. It was past midnight, so I went to see what it could be. Her door was slightly cracked open, and as I started to open it I heard a low moan. That stopped me in my tracks. I made no movement except move my head so I could see her bed. The only light was coming from her night light, but it was enough for me to be able to see what was going on. She was lying on her back with her legs spread open. At this sight, my dick got incredibly hard. I was hornier than ever, but I couldn't make any movement without her realizing I was watching.
I could see her big, beautiful tits and sweet cunt. One hand was playing with her tits while the other held her tiny vibrator to her clit, making circular motions. Her sweet pussy was glistening from her arousal. Her breaths started coming out faster and her moans got louder. I could tell she was about to climax. Her eyes closed and her tongue licked her lips. The hand on her tits grabbed a nipple hard and the hand holding the vibrator started moving incredibly fast. In an instant her whole body started shaking with orgasm. She let out a long, loud moan, like she didn't care if anybody was hearing, followed by quieter moans ( I could swear I heard her say "oh daddy" between one of those moans, but I'm pretty sure it was my mind playing tricks on me) as she rubbed her pussy more gently, recovering from her orgasm. My hand was stroking my dick so fast that it pained me to stop and walk back to my room. I jacked off while replaying everything I had just seen, and I came so hard that my jizz flew across the room.
I still couldn't believe that I had seen my sweet baby touch herself with such need, and that I thought I heard her call out to me while she did it. It felt so wrong for me to want my baby, but it made me hard just thinking that she might want me.
The next morning I woke up early and made breakfast. It was Saturday and Morgan usually got up early, ate breakfast and then went back to bed. This morning, however, she came down and said, "Hi daddy, I was wondering if we could open up the pool today, it's starting to get warmer and I want to start swimming again." There was no tone in her voice to imply that she had any idea that I had watched her touch herself last night.
"Sure, sweetheart," I said. "We can do that after breakfast."
"Thanks daddy!" she said and jumped up and hugged me. She wrapped her legs around me and her arms around my shoulders and kissed me on the cheek. I hugged her tiny waist and my mind went straight to her naked body last night. I silently prayed my dick wouldn't start to get hard. She jumped down right before it started to and sat down to eat. I sat so that she wouldn't see my dick hard and, as she talked to me about her plans for the summer, I cooled down a bit.
"I'm so excited to start swimming again. I'm going to go put on a new bikini that I bought because my old ones fit me too small, and then I'll come down to help you with the pool." she said.
I was glad that at least I wouldn't be tortured at the sight in a tiny bikini. When she came down, however, I choked on my food. She was wearing a tiny pink bikini that barely covered her nipples. She gave a little twirl and almost her whole, perfectly round ass was showing. I can't even imagine how little her other bikinis must have been if this was the one that didn't fit her small. She caught me staring.
"Is there something wrong, daddy?"
I couldn't speak, "Uh, uh, no baby. It's just not what I was expecting."
"Should I go change, daddy?" she asked in an innocent little voice.
"No sweetheart," I responded a little too quickly. "Let's go get the pool ready. You go ahead and I'll catch up." There was no way I could go right now. My dick was even harder than last night. I waited a couple minutes and then I went out to the pool.
She was bending over, trying to pull the cover off the pool. Her ass looked perfect in that bikini, and I wanted to pull it off and fuck her right there and then. It was so wrong for me to want her this much and it was with a lot of effort that I pushed the thought out of my mind so that I could at least help Morgan with the pool. We talked about her plans for after high school, and I was surprised to learn that she was thinking about staying home the first year and attending the local community college. She didn't really give me a reason why, but I wasn't paying much attention anyway. I was paying more attention to the way her tits bounced with her every move.
Once the pool was ready she walked over to me with a little smile on her face. I thought she was going to thank me, but instead she jumped on me and made us both fall into the pool. We resurfaced and she wrapped her legs around me again and kissed me on the cheek, "Thanks again daddy." She let go and fell back. Her nipples were hard and I could see them through her bikini top. As she swam away I could see her perfect ass again.
She was swimming toward me again and I could see a little smirk on her face as if she knew how turned on I was. Could she really know? Was she doing this on purpose? All I knew was I needed to go jack off ASAP before she saw my boner. As I started swimming toward the stairs out of the pool, she reached out to me and asked me to stay.
"I need to ask you something, daddy."
"Anything you need, sweetheart."
"Can you teach me sex?"
I was speechless for a second. "Didn't they teach you about sex at school?"
"Yeah, but that's not what I asked daddy. I know about sex, but I want you to teach it to me."
"I still don't understand. If you already know about sex, what am I supposed to teach you?"
"How to do it," she stated simply, with a little nervous smile.
"Morgan, I'm not sure what you mean, but I'm sure your mother would be a more adequate person to talk to you about sex."
"Mom's never home, and besides, I want to learn from you because you're a guy."
