Don't Tease Daddy 01

"Aw, is my baby sister still a virgin?" Patrick taunted, Greg grinned from his hiding spot. His son was doing some great work on his behalf. There was no doubt Hil would have even more questions for her daddy after what she'd seen today.

"That's none of your business." Hilary muttered, but the answer was clear as day. Patrick laughed when she took a seat on the couch opposite him.

"How is it that my anime porn sister hasn't had her cherry popped yet?" He asked, grinning like a cat.

Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red. "I just haven't okay." She muttered, clearly annoyed and embarrassed.

"You ever touch yourself, little sis?"

Hilary just stared at him. Greg could only imagine she was thinking of her daddy touching her just the night before. "Not really." She finally admitted.

"Do it here, I don't care." Her brother said with a convincing amount of apathy.

"Here?" She hissed.

Patrick laughed. "Yeah here, Hil. The movie's going to make you horny, so touch yourself. I know I'm going to." He turned his attention back to the screen. The woman was still being eaten out, her head was thrown back and her tits were pointing straight up. The man between her legs growled and asked her 'You going to cum, little girl? Gonna cum for your daddy?' After a few more sputtered breaths, she answered on a scream 'Yes, daddy!'

Greg let out a breath, he couldn't have asked for better timing, or for his son to have read his mind so thoroughly. It was more likely, though, that Pat had what he could only assume were similar intentions to his own. Maybe Pat couldn't find any brother sister porn and went with daddy daughter instead, Greg wasn't complaining.

"He's her dad?" Hilary said aloud, like she was asking the screen itself.

Greg was already striding to the front door to announce himself when he heard Patrick's reply. "Why Hil, you have something you need to get off your chest?"

He opened and closed the door loudly. "Hey kids, I'm home!" He smiled at the obvious sounds of their rushed movements and hissed words as they hid the evidence of what they'd been doing.

Finally they both called back, a little breathless. "Hey dad!"

"What're you guys up to?" He asked as he joined them in the living room, the TV was playing a commercial of some kind.

"We just finished a movie." Patrick said with a feigned yawn. "Didn't we Hil?"

"Yeah." Hilary replied quietly, her face still flushed with heat. With what she was wearing, Greg didn't blame his son for teasing her back. It was a warm spring, certainly, but not hot enough to justify how little her tiny, skin tight shorts covered. And the loose, oversized t-shirt did nothing to hide her braless and hardened nipples. She shifted on the couch, briefly sitting crossed legged before she moved again, clearly restless. Her clit was throbbing, he was certain. It was fleeting, but when she moved Greg caught sight of the little wet spot in the fabric covering her perfect little pussy. He could almost feel her hard little clit under his fingertips, the memory of her pussy, the sight and the feel of it, was so fresh in his mind.

"You're home early, dad." Patrick drew Greg's attention away from his clearly aching daughter.

"Yeah, I decided to take the rest of the week off. Thought I'd take the opportunity to spend some time with my two favourite children."

"Lucky us." Patrick said sarcastically, Greg could almost see the wheels turning. He'd had plans, or at least an idea, that had been thwarted. At least, Patrick thought so. Greg, though, was already imagining how he might include his son in his own plan if the opportunity arose. So long as Greg got to be inside her pussy first, he didn't mind the idea of sharing Hilary with her big brother.

"I'm happy you're staying home, daddy." Hilary added with a smile.

Greg grinned and leaned over the kiss the top of her head. "Glad one of you appreciates your dear old dad, baby."

Patrick rolled his eyes and muttered "Suck up" under his breath.

Laughing to himself, Greg left his kids to put away his work things and change into some sweats. By the time he returned, he found Patrick alone in the living room playing some video game or other. "Where's your sister?"

Patrick eyed his father. "In her room."

Greg only nodded, rustling his sons hair before leaving in search of Hilary. He figured she'd have run off, and he wanted to make sure he caught her before she had the change to finish up what her brother had suggested. He knocked on her door but didn't give her the chance to reply before he opened it and poked his head in. "You have a nice day with your brother, baby girl?"

Greg was met with a gasp. He stepped in to find Hilary on her bed with her legs splayed, her hand jammed into her tight shorts and a horrified expression on her face. "Daddy!" She sputtered, pulling her hand out. The material snapped against her skin.

"It's okay, baby, you don't need to hide from me. I can help you, remember?"

Hilary threw herself back on her bed with a frustrated groan. Greg took it as an invitation, taking a seat at the edge of her bed and resting his hand on her ankle. "What's wrong, baby?"

"I feel really funny again, dad. And really..." She hesitated, taking a deep breath. "My pussy is really wet, my panties got all sticky and..."

The words went straight to Greg's already hardening cock. "Do you need to cum again, kiddo?"

Hilary chewed on her lip. "Is that... that's what you helped me with yesterday? That was an orgasm, right?"

"Yes baby, daddy made you cum so you would feel better. Do you need my help again?"

She glanced at the window, still gnawing on her bottom lip. "I don't know, daddy. I wanted to try to do it myself."

"Why though, Hil? I told you, I can help you much better than you can help yourself. Don't you want my help?"

"It's wrong, though."

"Why, kiddo?"

Hilary sighed heavily. "I don't know! It just is."

Greg stroked her foot softly, his hand grazing up her calf, to her knee and up the inside of her thigh. "Some people say it's wrong, baby, but they just don't understand. The relationship between daddies and daughters can be very special, I love you and you love me, don't you?"

"Of course I do, daddy."

"Well, when people love each other, they help each other. I don't want you going off to find some strange boy who will only hurt you, when you could have me instead."

"You think boys will hurt me?" Hilary asked hesitantly, her breath hitching as he ran his fingers over the sensitive skin of her inner thighs.

"Sometimes boys can't help themselves. Men too, and even daddies sometimes, but you can trust me never to hurt you."

"Why can't they help themselves, though?"

"Well, baby... Men have certain urges, needs, that need to be fulfilled by girls. And when girls look or act a certain way, or when boys can see the girls really need to cum, these urges can be really strong and take over, and that's when boys and men can't be blamed for their actions. It's just human nature, for them to take what they want from teasing girls."

Hilary's eyebrows knotted. "But I don't tease boys."

Greg smiled and stifled a laugh. "Oh baby, you do. You just don't know it."

"So you think, if I asked a boy to help me, he'd hurt me?"

"He would, baby. And you might not even have to ask, if the wrong boy saw you like this, he might just hurt you anyway." Greg was playing with the edge of her shorts, Hilary kept glancing at his hand. He could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. "Did you take any of the pills daddy gave you?"

"Just one today."

"Good, maybe take two or three tomorrow, I think it could help with your problem."

"You think so?" Her pelvis jolted a little at the sensation of his fingers, it forced them to nudge between the fabric of her shorts and Hilary gasped as her father's fingertips brushed the wet heat of her pussy.

"I do, baby. And we can talk more about how daddy wants to keep you safe from boys, but for now, I think you need my help don't you kiddo?" His fingers fluttered over the wet spot on her panties.

Hilary breathed a sigh and scrunched her eyes shut, but she nodded. "Yes please, daddy."

"Good girl." Greg praised, pulling his hand away so he could lean in a press a kiss to the tip of his daughter's nose. "Now get those shorts off, daddy's going to help you a little differently today, I think you need it."

Silently, Hilary scrambled to remove her shorts. She did it quickly, like she worried she'd change her mind if she didn't. Then she was splayed before him, lying on her back on her twin size bed, her perfectly pink little pussy exposed and fluttering before him. Greg bit back a groan. It was a lot to take in, not only his little girl's perfect, virginal pussy, but the way she was spread on her childhood bed for him.

Hilary had gone through a rebellious streak and much of her bedroom had changed from the time when she was little, but not her bed. Her headboard, even her sheets reminded Greg of a much different time, when he'd tucked her in every night, or comforted her when she had a nightmare.

Now her little pussy was threatening to drip its girl cum all over those same sheets. This was the first time he was getting a really good look at it, his baby's cunt. She kept it hairless, he was thrilled with that, and it looked so perfectly untouched he couldn't help but imagine pushing his cock into the tight hole and ravaging it, taking her from tight little virgin to a wanton slut begging for her daddy's cock. That would come later though, if all went to plan. He still had to get her comfortable with him touching her. Or in this case, licking her.

He leaned over, inhaling the sweet scent of his daughter's ripe pussy, before running his tongue down the length of her slit. Hilary gasped and shuddered. "Oh!"

Greg pulled away long enough to ask: "You like that, baby?" Before returning his mouth to her cunt and running it down the length again and then flicking his tongue against her throbbing clit.

Hilary looked like she wanted to say something else, to keep questioning what it meant to have her daddy licking her pussy, but she couldn't. She only gasped out: "Yes daddy!"

"Good girl, just lay back and let daddy take care of you."

It didn't take long before Greg had his little girl panting and whimpering, breathless as he devoured her cunt and nibbled at her clit. Then she was cumming, hard, covering his face in her sweet girl cum while he lapped it up like a man dying of thirst. When she came down from her orgasm, her limbs were lifeless and shaky. She smiled up at him, eyes heavy. "Thank you daddy."

"You're welcome, baby girl. I'm here to help you whenever you need it, okay?"

Hilary bit her lip, staring up at him as she nodded.

Greg left her there to recover, licking his lips but leaving the rest of her juices to dry on his face. He wanted the smell of her for as long as he could have it. Patrick was in the kitchen with his hand deep in a bag of chips when Greg joined him, rummaging in the fridge for a beer.

"What have you and Hil been up to?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.

Greg laughed, cracking open the can. "Just a little father daughter bonding time."

Patrick laughed. "Right."

"Your sister is a growing girl, she's got questions. And since your mom left us, she's just got me."

"She's got me too." Pat grumbled.

Greg grinned at his son. "She does, but you're always teasing her, you think she's going to come to you about something serious when you keep telling her she looks like an anime porn star?"

"She could." He answered through a mouthful of chips. "And I'm not the only one teasing." He added, half under his breath.

Greg laughed. "No, you're not. But you know you're the only one doing it on purpose."

Patrick raised an eyebrow before shoving another handful of chips into his mouth. "I guess."

There was no doubt that his son suspected Greg's intention, but he wasn't worried. Patrick was interested in Hilary too, that much was very clear. Greg wasn't afraid of giving him something to aspire to, to keep his son's imagination running wild. After all, it wouldn't need to be kept a secret if Patrick was allowed to join in on the fun. Greg didn't feel like keeping secrets, anyway, he'd much prefer to have free rein over his little girl's tight little body, whether or not her brother was home.

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"Hilly?" Greg stood next to the couch where Hilary sat with her legs crossed, his hands were on her hips and he was looking down at her seriously.

"Yes daddy?" Hilary looked away from the TV and up to her father. He still couldn't believe what she was wearing. Greg had come down from his office after a morning calling into meetings he couldn't get out of to find Hilary in a tiny, loose fitting crop top that barely covered her tits and the shortest shorts he'd ever seen. They were loose, too, so much that when he'd walked into the living room he'd gotten a glimpse of her pussy through the gape in the fabric. She wasn't even wearing any panties.

Greg was battling his desires. His cock was rock hard from the mere sight of her perfect little pink pussy, glistening under her shorts, let alone the thought of her tits under the top. He'd planned to go slower, to ease her into the idea a little more, but he wasn't sure he could manage that now. It had been a couple of days since he'd first touched her, and not even twenty-four hours since he'd tasted her perfect little cunt.

He let out a long sigh and slumped into the couch next to Hilary. "What's wrong, dad?"

Greg turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "Since when do you call me dad?"

"I don't know..." Her cheeks were tinged pink. "Pat's been bugging me about calling you daddy."

"He's just jealous of the special bond you and I have, don't let him get to you."

Hilary nodded, but she wouldn't quite look at him.

"You okay, baby girl?" Greg wrapped his arm around her shoulder and pulled his daughter in close.

"Yeah, it's just..."

"You still worrying about how I've helped you lately?" He felt her nod against his neck. "Is it cause you need my help again?"

Again, she nodded but didn't speak.

Greg pulled away so he could see her face. Tears were welling in Hilary's eyes, this wasn't going as smoothly as he'd hoped. "Oh baby," He pressed a kiss to her temple. "I know the world says it's wrong, but I don't want you to think about anyone else, just you and me. It didn't feel wrong, did it?"

She shook her head into his shoulder and spoke quietly. "No, it felt really good."

"That's right, it felt really good. And there are even more ways that I can make you feel really good, and you can do the same for me." Greg let one hand drop to her waist and pulled her into his lap, while the other dipped inside the gape in her shorts to rub her clit. She needed a little reminder of just how good it could feel. Hilary sucked in a breath as her body shivered. "Remember what I told you about the boys at school, all the boys your age?"

"That they might hurt me, if I wanted to learn about sex with them."

"That's right, your body is ready to learn about sex but young boys are dangerous."

Hilary whimpered, squirming in his lap. She gasped as he increased the pressure on her pulsing clit and dipped another finger between her damp folds. "Daddy!"

"Yeah, baby, your little cunny feels good now, doesn't it?" He purred, moving his hand to gently stroke her side while the other played with her pussy. "Daddy loves you so much, kiddo." He was rubbing faster now, in time with Hilary's whines and whimpers. He could feel her wetness growing, slowly soaking through his pants. "Your pussy wants to be filled, Hilly, that's why it's getting so wet." He slowed now, giving her time to breath and form thoughts. "I think it's time you learn about sex, safe at home where I can take good care of you." Greg's breath was hot on the back of her neck and he kissed the spot, letting his lips linger. "Daddy wants to pop your cherry, baby girl."

"I'm scared. I've never... I've only seen..." Her words trailed off, but Greg could imagine she was picturing the porno her brother had her watch. When a daddy had put his cock into his little girl. He could see the wheels turning as she realized.

"I know you're scared, baby, we'll go real slow. The thing is, I need to cum as bad as you do, Hilly."

Hilary gasped and ground into his hand, her expression showing just how unsure she still was. She wanted it, that was clear, but she hadn't accepted it quite yet. "It's not right, daddy." She told him on a groan as he pinched her clit.

"I don't want to hear those words come out of your mouth another time, baby. What have I taught you about not caring what other people think? You do what's best for you, always. Daddy makes you feel good and you can make daddy feel good. What's wrong with that?"

She groaned again when he picked up speed. She was getting close, he could tell, so Greg kept rubbing her daughter's clit, dipping the tip of his middle finger into her hole to spread the juices, bringing her closer and closer to orgasm. When she was about to cum, he pulled his hand from her shorts with, the elastic smacking against Hilary's belly, leaving her gasping and writhing. "Daddyyyy!" She whined, the word long and loud.

"If you want daddy to make you cum, kiddo, I need to know that I'll get to cum too. You've made me just as uncomfortable, it's not fair." He told her very seriously.

Greg watched the wheels turning in his daughter's head. Her eyes looked heavy and she was gasping for breaths, still writhing in his lap. He could just imagine her pussy clenching around nothing, aching to be filled. Finally Hilary let out a whine and told him: "Okay, daddy. I..." Her cheeks went pink and she bit her lip. "I'll make you cum too."

"That's a good girl." He lifted her her from his lap. "Lie down on the rug so daddy can do it right."

Hilary stood on wobbly legs. She shot a glance to the carpet before turning to look at him. "Maybe can we do it in my room instead?"

Greg couldn't believe it was really happening, let alone that she wanted him to do it in her bedroom. He couldn't think of anything better. "Of course, baby." He gave her bum an affectionate squeeze, Hilary giggled and rushed up the stairs to her room. Greg followed close behind, watching the sway and jiggle of his little girl's ass.

He was only a few steps behind, but Greg found Hilary sitting crossed legged on her bed, one of her knees bouncing. She chewed on her lip, at this rate she was going to chew them raw before she finally admitted how bad she needed her daddy to fuck her. "I need to cum so bad." Her words were rushed and she gazed up at him with glassy eyes. Greg groaned.

"I know you do, baby." He stood with his hands on his waist, expression serious. "But it hurts daddy when you're such a tease, and even more when you ask me to help you but you don't want to help me back."

"I'm sorry, daddy. But I do want to help you."

"That's a good girl." His expression softened. "This time you're going to help me too, aren't you?"

Hilary pulled her knees up, wrapping her arms around them. "Yes daddy."

"I've thought about it a little bit more." He took a seat next to her on the twin size bed. "Daddy's going to give you a choice, okay Hilly?" He'd decided it on the fly, he wanted her to want him, and she didn't seem entirely ready for him to pop her cherry. But he wasn't about to go another day fucking only his own hand.

Hilary nodded.

"Daddy's going to make you cum real hard, but since you're going to help me too, I can put my cock in your tight little pussy after I make you cum, we can finally pop your cherry." Hilary's eyes widened and she squeezed her knees tighter. "Or, this time, you can suck daddy's cock until I cum too."