In a way, thought Vincent, I think every father wished their daughter looked like mine. While a couple months past her 18th birthday, his daughter Izzie still looked like when she was fifteen and somehow she managed to grow surprising curves considering her very small frame. Until that fateful morning, Vincent had never looked at his daughter in any other way than how he always had.
He was sitting in the kitchen and having a cup of coffee shortly after waking up, when Izzie walked down the stairs and stepped into the kitchen. Now usually, his family was pretty normal in every way with his wife being the typical mom at home, still gorgeous despite being in her mid-thirties but she looked very different from their daughter. Curvy blonde hair, long legs, shapely hips and with dark black eyes, Layla didn't resemble her daughter one bit and was a pretty reserved woman, shy and always quiet unlike the more outgoing Izzie. But that morning, when he saw his daughter coming into the light of the kitchen wearing a tiny baby tee and a skimpy pair of panties that showed at least half of her shapely, rounded ass, her father had no control over how his body reacted. Her flowing, fiery red hair was a perfect match for her sparkling green eyes. Very short, she nonetheless had nicely rounded hips and breasts large enough to fit in one's hand, and her stomach was amazingly flat.
It is with a smile that she looked at him when she realized he was there, standing there in front of him as she stretched slowly, the tiny shirt tight over the girl's breasts so that her daddy could see the bottom of his little girl's still growing breasts. "Good morning daddy. Had a good night I hope?" It was all unconsciously done of course, and Vincent smiled to her as he patted his lap for her to sit on without thinking that seeing her like this had made his morning erection worse and now his long cock was hard when Izzie smiled warmly at his demand and turned slowly to sit in her father's lap. Shifting a bit, she sat so that most of her almost bare little bottom was sticking out as she wrapped an arm around his shoulders for support. The way she was sitting now, she could feel a hardness underneath her against her bare thigh since he was only wearing a thin robe.
"Good morning sweetie. I did, actually. How about you, well rested for your day off?" Her father asked casually as he reached for his cup of coffee with his left hand, while his right hand was around his little girl's tiny waist and slowly went up her back, caressing and scratching gently at her skin. Taking a small sip, he sets the cup back on the table and smiles at Izzie as the squirmy teen shivers and unconsciously grinds down against her father's hardening cock but she was still oblivious to it for now as she almost moaned in pleasure at how he was scratching her back, her pretty eyes closing. "Mmmmmmm. That feels so good daddy." She said quietly as she snuggled against him and rested her head against his shoulder. Vincent continued stroking her back for a few minutes as she relaxed against him and shifted a couple times, not only opening the front of her daddy's robe but also causing his hard cock to slip between her soft thighs. After a moment, all the movements had wedged her small underwear between her small and firm asscheeks, so that when her daddy's hand drifted lower and began slowly roaming all over her bare ass, she blinked and was a little surprised. But before she could really react, she felt her father's fingers press deep into the warm and supple flesh of her ass, massaging and groping his daughter in a way that was very pleasurable for her, so all she could do was move in closer against him and moan softly. She was keenly aware of how her own father was rubbing at her ass like this, and it felt delicious.
"I'm glad you like it baby, I want this to feel good for you this morning, we almost never spend any more time together recently." When he was saying that, she smiled and blushed slightly, instinctively looking down as she bit her lip at the feeling of her daddy's hand feeling her up so thoroughly and she blushes even more when she realizes that she likes the fact that her daddy seems to enjoy touching her like this so much, since she enjoyed it perhaps even more. That's also when she finally saw his cock, so long and big, poking between her thighs and maybe less than an inch from her panty-covered pussy. Her heart beating a bit faster, she bit her bottom lip as she felt her father's fingers tease between her firm ass cheeks until his hand was slightly underneath her so he could brush his fingers against her warm lips now and then. Looking up at him with a timid smile, he saw in her eyes how innocent she was. Raised far from the cities and without access to the Internet, as well as being home-schooled by her mother, Izzie was as innocent and pure as they come, with no twisted intentions or anything, simply pure innocence.
"Um, daddy, I...are you okay? Do you....well do you want me to maybe come back later?" Her voice was so very soft and he could hear her moan with almost every syllable as his hand rubbed once more all over her curvy ass before his hand disappeared between her ass cheeks and he began pushing all four fingers against Izzie's virgin little pussy, still covered by her panties. Her arm tightened around him as she closed her eyes again when her daddy's fingers began rubbing up and down her covered pink slit and her underwear quickly became soaked with his daughter's juices. "I'm okay baby, just...daddy needs you to make him feel good the way I am doing to you right now, do you think you can do that for me?" Izzie looked down at her father's thick cock with uncertainty in her eyes, but she loved him so much and trusted him to completely, that she nodded a bit and managed to smile before she made a very surprised face when her father's fingertips found her tiny clit and suddenly began rubbing it. "Oh God daddy, oh God that feels so good, don't stop! How can I...how can I help you daddy? Just...keep massaging me daddy, it feels really really good." Her voice was almost sleepy, but she clearly was still tired and the intense sensations her father was making her experience made her all the more compliant.
Smiling at her reaction and in a way relieved that she actually enjoyed all this instead of being freaked out, it confirmed to him that she trusted him fully and it also made it harder for him to realize what he was doing, actually sexually touching his own daughter and about to go even further than that. "Daddy will keep massaging you, just come to the living room with me okay? We'll be more comfortable." Smiling softly at her, he lifted her in his arms and got up from his chair, holding her tightly against him as he arrived her to the living room right when they heard Izzie's mother exit the master bedroom upstairs a d step into the shower. A worried look appeared on Izzie's face and her bright green eyes looked into her father's for a moment as his strong arms held her close, dark brown eyes returning her loving gaze. "I'm worried mom will come downstairs and see what we're doing daddy, are you sure we...I...." She was chewing her bottom lip as he carried her to the couch and gently set her down on it before he sat down himself but then he slowly slipped off his robe, exposing his naked body to his innocent daughter as she couldn't help but stare at his long cock before he pulled her closer slowly so that his hand could reach her ass and between her legs from behind.
