The mountains, though beautiful, can be very lonely. Especially to an 18 year old girl. But this wasn't the case for Holly Franklin. She had grown up in the mountains, just her daddy, Jeff, and her. She loved them. Holly couldn't even imagine living anywhere else, although her father often told her, while they were sitting by the fire, that someday she would have to leave him and live her own life. She would always just smile and cuddle closer to her daddy, knowing she could never leave him.
Holly's mother had died when she was an infant and her father had bought their cabin. It was secluded, deep in the woods, and Holly had never left it except to go exploring. The only other people Holly ever saw was Thomas and Maria Winston, an old couple that lived about 5 miles down the mountain and would stay with her when her daddy went to town for supplies. There was no computer, no television, and no telephone. Holly only knew the little about sex that her daddy had told her when she had been curious about where the baby animals in their small barn came about. But that would soon change.
Holly heard the front door of their cabin close and she grinned and put down her book. Her daddy was finally home. She ran to the door and he enveloped her in a big bear hug.
His jacket was cold and smelled of autumn. She pressed her nose to his shoulder and breathed in. Her daddy stroked her hair and then kissed her cheek.
"What did you bring me?" Holly asked excitedly.
"Bring you? And why should I bring you anything?"
Holly pouted, something she had found could get her anything. Her daddy smiled and then laughed.
"Go on. Your present is outside."
Holly opened the door and then gasped. Tied to the porch was a cute beagle pup with a red ribbon tied around his neck. He looked up at her and whined excitedly. Holly giggled and stooped to pick up the puppy, who licked her cheek as soon as he was close enough. She cuddled with her present for awhile and then set him down and ran back inside to her daddy.
She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, telling him he was the best daddy in the world.
Jeff chuckled and patted her arm as she drew away from him. His eyes were drawn to his daughters pert little ass as she went to go and bring the pup inside. It swayed seductively and he shook his head. His daughter was so innocent, raised away from the world, and it was wrong to have such thoughts about his baby but he couldn't help it.It had been happening more and more, these thought about his grown up daughter. It had been so long since he had been with a woman and his daughter had turned into one far too quickly. Not only that, but she looked just like her mother, the love of his life. Holly looked up from her puppy and smiled at him and his heart flip-flopped and his cock began to harden. He cleared his throat and asked "What's for dinner, baby?"
"Oh!" exclaimed Holly and she jumped up, "I almost forgot. I'm making stew from the deer you shot last week."
"Mmmmm. Sounds good. Let me know when it's done, I'm going to go up and take a shower." A cold shower, he told himself.
"Ok Daddy."
The shower served it's purpose and about 15 minutes later, Jeff came down the stairs, refreshed and with a clear head. But when he saw Holly, standing on tip toe to reach the bowls in the cupboard, his cock sprang to life once again. He couldn't very well take another shower so he averted his eyes and sat at the table, waiting for his daughter to serve him.
All through dinner, Jeff tried to keep his eyes down and to concentrate on his stew. They ate dinner in silence and then Holly rose to clear the table and do the dishes.
Later that evening, Holly took her pup out of the box he had been kept in during dinner and sat on the wood floor to play with him. She was wearing a long, white nightdress that tied up in front. The playful puppy grabbed one of the ties in his mouth and pulled, exposing the tops of Holly's breasts. Holly, always innocent, just giggled and continued playing. Jeff couldn't take his eyes off his daughters almost fully reveiled breasts.
It bean to get late and Holly retied her nightgown, to the relief and disappointment of Jeff, and put her puppy to bed. She yawned and stretched and then walked over to Jeff.
"Good night Daddy." she whispered against his cheek and then kissed it. She stood to leave and Jeff, without thinking grabbed her wrist.
"Yes, Daddy?"
Holly frowned slightly. Her daddy looked upset and she knelt down in front of him. "Yes, Daddy?" she asked again.
Jeff's hand seemed to act on it's own as he brushed a strand of hair away from his daughter's face. "Give me another kiss."
Holly smiled and lined in to kiss her daddy again, this time on the lips.
When her full,lush lips touched his, Jeff couldn't stand it anymore.He picked her up and put her in his lap and kissed her, not as a father, but as a man kisses a woman. Holly was scared and confused at first but her daddy whispered "Holly, it's ok." and she relaxed. She allowed her daddy to kiss her long and full. His tongue slid into her mouth and she gasped. She felt a warming and stirring in her belly and between her legs and she shifted on her daddy's lap.
Jeff explored Holly's mouth with his tongue. She responded amazingly and tried to mimick her daddy. She put her sweet little tongue in his mouth and he sighed against her lips.
"Baby, I love you."
"I love you too,Daddy."
