Kate's Playground Ch. 06

I came back with the water and sat down in a chair. She gulped it down, "Ah, okay what's next?" She was wearing a thin white cotton dress that buttoned up the front. It was short and strapless.

"I'm going to sit her and I want you to dance like your doing a private lap dance, and I'll take your pictures."

She hesitated. "No way Dad, I'm not giving you a lap dance."

"I don't want you to give me a lap dance. I'm holding the camera. You can't get that close to me even if you wanted to. But the point is we want to have some shots where it looks like you're giving a dude a lap dance. It's called point of view photograph and everybody does it on the web. All the guys will love those shots. I mean that's what guys want right. You know better than me." I retorted in my usual casual manner.

"Yeah, but..."

"No buts. What, are you chicken?" I smirked.

"Okay, fine, but I'm going to leave my underwear on this time. You can't trick me into taking my clothes of again. I know what you're up too." She folded her arms and made this cute little face, pretending to be upset.

"Hey, I'm just the photographer. These are your shots and this is your web site, you can do whatever you want. You call the shots" I smiled and raised the camera.

She sighed and started to sway her hips slowly.

I said, "Keep moving." as I got up and turned on the radio. That helped a lot. She started listening to the music and not paying as much attention to me. I sat in the chair, spread my legs and leaned back as far as I could. She swayed side to side, letting her hips move to the rhythm.

Her breasts swayed in the direction she leaned and she began feeling her body up. She caressed herself as she took a couple of steps closer to me. She didn't know it, but she was too close. I could really get a good shot, so I just zoomed into her face, hoping she would get even closer.

As the song progressed, she got more into it, forgetting that I wasn't really supposed to be the one getting the lap dance, but that she was just supposed to be dancing for the camera. She turned her back to me and bent in grinding her ass into my crotch, shaking it up and down.

I wanted to reach around and grab hold of her breasts and milk them with my hands. My cock was so stiff, my pants bulged and she ran her ass crack up and down my shaft. I began to wonder how long she'd really been working at the Gold Rush.

She turned around and placed her hands on my thighs and knelt down as if she were going to give me head. Her head was inches away from my dick. I snapped off some pictures but she was way to close and they were out of focus. I'd have to delete them before she had a chance to get a good look.

Then she stood up right and lifted one leg over mine and straddled my leg. She knelt down until she was sitting on my leg and grinded her pelvis into my leg. Her hands ran up the length of her body and she took hold of the buttons on her dress and unbuttoned them slowly, so I could see her cleavage. She took her tits in her hands, barely able to grab all the way around them and pushed them together. Then her fingers slid under the fabric and stretched it out. So I could see her cleavage.

I reached out and grabbed hold of the last two buttons and unbuttoned her the rest of the way. Her skirt fell completely off onto the floor. She wasn't wearing a bra and covered her nipples with her fingers.

She was wearing a g-string bikini and was grinding her hips into my leg. Then she flipped around straddling my other leg with her tight cute ass directly in my face. I had to move my camera out of the way for a second so I could take a deep breath of her pussy's juices. She was slobbering wet. I could see the wet mark on my leg.

"Bend over and touch your toes." I said. She did. And she exposed her pussy to me. I leaned back and snapped off a couple of pictures. Shit, I thought to my self, I'm going to cum.

"Put your fingers inside yourself. We need some shots like that. All the girls do that."

"Dad!"

"What? It's your website. Do what you want."

She slid her hand up her leg and into her cunt. I couldn't believe it. My daughter was fingering herself, only inches away from my face. She lowered her hips down to my cock again and started moving her pussy in a circular motion over my hard cock. I was about to cum when she leaned back suddenly and kissed me on the cheek. I wrapped one arm around her, giving her a one-arm hug.

"Was that okay Daddy?"

"It was great. I love you too baby, you did great. I mean it, I'm really impressed."

"Really?" She said, turning more toward me. My hand slipped upward and brushed the bottom of her breast. Her skin was soft and I wanted to wrap my fingers around the whole thing but resisted the temptation.

"I didn't mean to give you a lap dance, it just kind of happened." She said as she stood up baring all of her beauty, her breasts and wet pussy, in front of me. She smiled. "You're not upset are you?"

"It was just pretend, I think I'll live." I sighed, "But I got some good pictures. I'll down load them and when you want to see them you can come..." I paused for subliminal effect, "in my room and take a look." I smiled as I stood up. She was still looking at me, directly facing me, fully nude. My baby, bear, as she was when she was first born.

I opened my arms to embrace her, "Come here."

She crawled into my arms. "I love you baby, now why don't you pick out your next outfit for later. Which one do you like?" I didn't let her go. I held both of my arms around her but swiveled so she could look at the clothes on the bed.

"I don't care Dad, you pick em for me."

Taking the opportunity, I'd just created for myself, I said. "Well, I like that one," pointing to the see through lace, "But I need to see it on you before I decide."

"I could try it on, if you like." She looked up at me, waiting for my response.

I smiled, "Okay, yeah. Let's see what it looks like."

She walked over, now feeling completely comfortable being nude in front of me, and slid the see through lingerie over her head. I let my eyes absorb her breasts as she stretched her arms over her head. The gown, draped over her body and I could see her soft pink nipples through the sheer fabric.

I frowned. "No, that's not the one I want to do next. I looked at the other clothes on the floor and pointed to another one. "Why don't you try on that one?"

"Okay," she agreed.

She obliged me a few minutes longer with her naked body and sliped the sheer lingerie back over the top of her head. Now, she picked up some tomboy looking underwear that was pink and pulled a wide v-cut tank top that showed a serious amount of cleavage.

I smiled. "You like this one, huh?" She grinned.

"I do." I couldn't deny it. Damn, she looked hot. Her smile filled me with pride. Now the secrets between us created a new father, daughter bond. As I looked at her, I realized, moving away from Jan was the one of the best things I could do. Katelyn would definitely prefer to visit me to her. I was beaming with pride.

"What is it Daddy?" Kate asked.

"I'm just so glad to see you all grown up. Don't worry, we'll have you off to college in no time, once I get these pictures downloaded onto the web."

"Great, I'm going make some lunch, hungry?"

"You bet." As she walked past me I was tempted to slap her ass, but I refrained. I didn't want to cheapen the joy I felt at having such a lovely daughter. I went upstairs and downloaded the pics to my computer, making sure to delete all the unusable ones. I had enough of her lap dance to make it look like what we did was what I had intended. I had no idea she was going to rub up against my cock like that.

Once I finished deleting all the unwanted pics, I was going to jerk off, but Kate called out.

"Lunch is served."

I went down stairs and damn; Katelyn was still in her v-cut tank top and boy shorts. I tried not so show my arousal. I grabbed my plate and moved over into the living room and sat on the couch. She followed me. We sat facing the fireplace and were quiet for a minute or two.

"So how come you don't have a boyfriend, this summer?"

"I don't know, I'm taking a break from boys. Most of them are immature anyways."

"Very true." I agreed as I took a huge bit of my sandwich. "But, why are you taking a break, I mean what's up. You always have a boy hanging around. They can't seem to stay away."

"Dad, that's gross, don't talk with your mouth full." She frowned.

I smiled, "Okay, I won't talk with my mouth full, if you tell me what's up."

"Fine. I don't really want to date right now, cause I just want to have casual sex. Me and Stacey will go out to a bar, pick up on some guys, tell em to take us to some hotel, and give em fake numbers."

"Ouch."

"It's just a fling anyway, I mean summer's almost over. How serious can we get? Why waste time with all that getting to know you bull crap, excuse my language."

"No, you got a point, but aren't you worried about STD's?"

"Dad, don't be a Dad when I'm opening up like this."

"I'm not. I'm just saying if you had one guy to fool around with who had the same mentality as you. Then you could be safe, feel comfortable and fool around whenever you want." I said matter of fact.

"See, that's why you're the coolest. Who gives advice like that?" She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled as I was looking down at her massive cleavage. Also, her boy shorts were riding up her crotch giving her camel toe.

"Hey, what can I say, I said, I'm the coolest." I smirked.

"So, how about you and Mom?"

"What about it?"

"Oh come off it. I told you about me, now you've got to tell me about you. I know you guys have sex."

"Well, that hasn't happened for almost six months."

Astonished, her jaw dropped, "Serious, six months, I think I'd die without sex for that long."

"I'm pretty much dead. I think it's fallen off by now."

She laughed, "No, I no it hasn't, but now I know why you were so hard, after six months, I think I'd have a permanent erection too."

"Well, you're erection looks different than mine, I know, I just saw it." I smirked.

She laughed again, "You're too much Dad. We're going to have to get you laid."

"Yep, but don't ask your mom, she's a cold fish, it's going to have to be with someone else."

"You'd cheat on Mom?" Katelyn looked hurt, as if I stabbed her in the heart.

"No, I'm just saying, there is not a chance Jann is going to spread her legs for me any time soon. I can barely get more than two words out of her. How am I going to get a fuck me Jim? It's not happening. That's what I meant.' I smiled.

Kate softened. "Well, I'll see what I can do."

"Good luck. You ready to see those pictures?"

"Sure." My daughter followed me up to my room and sat down on my lap in front of the computer. I put the slideshow on and she ate it up. Wow, did she eat it up. I think I even felt her get wet through her shorts.

When the slide show ended, she said, "Hell, I'd pay ten bucks just to see that."

"Here, look at these." I had gotten another slide show ready of some porn pictures of nude girls who started striping but ended up giving a blowjob.

"This is what some other girl sites look like, it's pretty standard." I said as she watch the girls taking different articles of clothing off.

"Daddy, do you think I'm prettier than her?"

"Hell yes, hands down, you will kick all these girls assess by the end of this month. The only problem is..." I paused.

"What?" She asked, her eyes glued to the computer screen.

The images got more explicit. The girls started using dildo's. I'd planned it perfectly and now was the moment of the completion of my plan.

"These girls may not be as beautiful, but they're a little more willing than you."

"What are you talking about?' Kate scoffed at my comment. She hated being challenged.

Then an image flashed of a girl giving some dude a blowjob. Kate's jaw dropped.

"This is called a 'point of view' shot. They're huge right now. The picture gives the, the viewer the impression that it's him who is getting the blowjob. These girls are willing to go all the way."

I took the risk because I knew my precious daughter was willing to give some dude she hated a blowjob for fifty bucks. If I played my cards right, I'd have my little sexy Katelyn, my pride and joy, sucking her Daddy's cock.

I was seconds away. I could taste it. Katelyn shifted in my lap, feeling my hard-on rub up against her ass; in between it's crack.

"These girls are porn stars." Kate said with disgust.

"Not really, the guy in the picture is usually someone they know. We never see his face. It's probably her boyfriend. That's why I was wondering why you don't have one. Cause if you did, we could shoot our ratings through the roof and you'd have your money in no time."

"I don't want to do that Dad." Kate seemed uncomfortable sitting on my lap.

"That's fine. It will just take us longer to raise the cash, that's all. It all depends on how far you want to go."

"But we're still going to make money right?"

"Well, of course, I just don't know how much. Cause all the other girls do this, so if you don't, you won't get as many members to join up. Guys want to see at the least a blowjob. We're still talking soft core, I'm not even getting into full out web sites. That's a whole other ball game. We're just talking girl sites. The most involved we'd get on ours is a point of view picture, like the lap dance we did today."

"Those pictures were pretty hot."

"You see. The hotter you get, the more you'll burn a hole in those pricks pockets." I could see she was considering the idea. I had to go for it, now was my chance. "If we could just find a guy for you who you could trust? Too bad you don't have a boy friend."

"I could find someone." She suggested.

"Well, it' will take a week or so to find a guy, then another week to get him tested and make sure he's clean. I don't want my daughter getting infected by some dude at a bar."

"I know Dad." She rolled her eyes.

"I'm just saying, that's two weeks. Then I got to get all the pictures up on the web and it takes time to generate customers. So by that time, our month is up and we still are barely able to cover the cost of your car repair."

She was thinking hard. I could see the wheels turning in her head. She couldn't think of anyone. She never wanted to talk to her ex-boyfriends so they were out of the question. She hadn't met any new boys who she liked lately, and if she did, she had no way of contacting them. She was drawing a blank.

"Well, Dad, I have to find someone. I need that money. I just can't think of anyone."

"My gorgeous daughter, who was the prettiest girl at her school, can't find one boy who'd like a free screw. Now that's something to talk about." I took my time to rub it in.