Not Daddy's Angel Anymore

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Erika Smith had always been her parents little angel. She always got good grades in school and was always home by curfew. Her parents truly couldn't ask for a better daughter. But this all changed two years ago. Erika began staying out late, her grades were slipping and she had become such a handful to her parents. They tried grounding her, taking away privileges but nothing worked. Erika's parents did not understand where this all came from. But it wasn't as out of the blue as they though. Two years ago, Erika had stayed up late and heard noises from her parents bedroom. Since the bedrooms were next to each other, all Erika had to do was press her ear up to the wall. And that's what she did. And what she heard, she wasn't prepared for. She heard her parents fucking. Any other teenager would be grossed out by this. And although it happened two years ago, Erika remembered what she heard like it was yesterday.

Oh god, fuck me with that big cock. Oh fuck me hard. Mm, such a big fucking cock. Her mother had said to her father as her father pounded her mother's pussy for hours on end, or so it seemed.

And since that day, Erika had been stealing peeks of her father in the shower. She wanted to see how big he was. About a year ago, she caught him jacking off to some porn and saw how big he really was. And since that day, Erika has been trying to get her father to notice her but nothing. Erika wears the shortest skirts, lowest shirts possible but her father still doesn't notice.

Erika knows it's time to step up her game. Erika's parents decide maybe they should bond more and it would cause Erika to stop acting out. They decide a family dinner is best. They go to their favorite restaurant and without fail Erika wears her short jean skirt, and a tight top that hugs her big rack. But tonight Erika decides not to wear any panties. During the beginning of dinner, Erika takes off her flip flop under the table and rests her soft foot on her father's crotch under the table.

This has to do something? She thinks. She just hopes it affects her father in a good way.

ooc: sample PM please
 
Jacob Smith's life was pretty much perfect, and he was grateful every day for it. He was married to Miranda, a beautiful and vivacious woman, and their sex life was just as great as it had ever been. His job as a writer and journalist let him work from home, and let Miranda have her own career as a lawyer. He was the father of a beautiful daughter, Erika, who was growing up to be a beautiful young woman.

Unfortunately, he and his wife were mystified by Erika's recent change in behavior. They told themselves that it was a just a phase. After all, she had never gone through much of a teenage rebellion, and now she was letting it out.

From her clothing, Jacob was almost sure that she was doing this over some boy, but every time he tried to ask her about it, she would just dodge the question. To be perfectly honest, he had even caught himself taking a peek every now and then at her long smooth legs, or her full perky breasts, already even bigger than her mother's.

The three of them had already had "the talk" when Erika was just about to enter high school, and Jacob hoped that she had remembered to be safe with whoever this boy was, the lucky bastard.

Jacob had hoped that Erika would wear something a little more modest, as they were headed to a restaurant, but it turned out that he had hoped in vain. They sat at the table, Miranda and Erika on one side, and himself on the other. Just as their drinks arrived at the table, Jacob felt a something soft and small press against his groin, making his breath catch. He looked at his wife, who was chatting with the waiter about some of the items on the menu, not suspecting that it was his own daughter teasing him.

He had never thought himself to have much of a foot fetish, but he couldn't help but react. If anything, the risk of getting caught just made things more exciting. His cock began to swell, making his dress slacks bulge and press against the soft foot in his lap.
 
Erika was not a bad kid. She made her grades and even though she dressed proactively, she had only fooled around with a boy two and they hadn't even gone all the way. When she wasn't hanging out with her friends, she was surfing the internet late at night. So it was by coincidence that she heard her parents fucking that night. She had been surfing the internet for some movies on Netflix or whatever and she heard noises. She had taken out her headphone and could hear her parents fucking quite loudly.

Oh fuck me. Fuck me harder. Pound my pussy. She heard her mother cry out and moments later she could hear the head board bang against the wall, knowing her father was fucking the hell out of her mother. The sounds made her so wet that night.

Erika dresses provocatively around the house, mainly for her father's amusement, hoping he'd take a glance or two at her sexy long legs, her firm round ass and her perky breasts. Once in awhile she'd catch her father looking but tonight she was going to have fun at this dinner.

Her mother was rambling on about some special items on the menu. She gently took her foot and rubbed it against her father's groin underneath the table. She felt a twitch and knew he felt it. She rested that foot on his groin softly as her mother continued to ramble on.
 
Jacob felt the dainty foot come to rest on his groin. Even though it had stopped rubbing, his cock was still hard and pressing against Erika's foot. He quietly slipped a free hand beneath the table and caressed her calf, completely unaware that this was not his wife. They had teased each other like this quite often when they were young, but had become a bit more restrained over the years, at least in public. At night...that was a different story.

Jacob realized that he was staring at his wife and turned to Erika. "So how has school been lately? Anything interesting going on?" He tried to keep his voice casual as he tried to distract himself from the foot playing with his cock. The last thing he wanted to do was blow a load inside of his pants.
 
Erika couldn't believe she had gotten away with it. Her father could be sometimes a little too stern but it was evident he was liking the little foot massage she was giving him under the restaurant table. She felt him massage her calf and she almost giggled because she was very ticklish and the slightest touch at her calf made her a bit ticklish.

"Oh, you know, the normal. Studying, papers, tests, all the boring stuff." She said as she allowed her foot to brush against his hardening cock underneath the table. Maybe this dinner wouldn't be such a drag after all, only time would tell on that one though.
 
His cock jumped as her foot brushed against the sensitive ridge of his head. Jacob moved in his seat a bit as he tried to discreetly readjust his hardening cock as it grew in his pants.

"Sir? Can I get you something to drink?"

Jacob turned his head, taking his hand off of her calf. He realized that he had been so busy enjoying the sensation that he almost didn't notice the waiter speaking to him. Clearing his throat, he replied, "Water will be fine. How about you, honey?" he looked at Erika, trying to shift the focus off of himself. His wife just smiled and rolled her eyes a little at his lack of attention.

"Made any new friends lately?" he asked. He was sure that Erika's recent behavior was over a boy and he figured that this might be an opportunity to find out if he was right.
 
"Diet pepsi." She said to the waiter and he scribled the order down in his little note pad. Erika always hated these sorts of dinners. Her mom and dad were usually fishing for information about Erika's social life or lack thereof. Erika new her behavior was quite risky but she was quite determined to get father to notice her very womanly features.

Under the table she allowed her stocking covered foot to brush against his bulge. She rested her foot in his lap a little but, smiling from across the table. Her mother was none the wiser as her mother glanced at the menu for the healthiest of options.
 
He was quietly relieved as the foot pressing against his bulge stopped rubbing and simply rested in his lap. The fact that his wife appeared to be paying attention only to the menu drove him even crazier as his cock throbbed. Miranda ordered a bottle of wine to share, and the waiter left to bring them their drinks.

Jacob chatted with his wife for a while, swapping stories about work while he told her about some of the articles that he was working on. It turned him on to think that this little facade went on while her foot was pressed against his cock.

He was seated against a wall, making it pretty much impossible to see the foot in his lap unless someone was sitting right next to him. He was sorely temped to quietly unzip and pull his cock out, but he resisted. He could hide an erection, but there was definitely no way he would be able to hide that.
 
Erika could feel her heart racing a little bit. She knew she'd go to hell one day for this. But she couldn't stop thinking about hearing her parents fuck like little rabbits late into the night. She mainly pictured her father though, hearing him pound his mother and the sounds that often came from their bedroom. The thought alone started to make Erika aroused again.

Erika loved her mother, she truly did but her mother could be a bit boring. She listened to her mom go on about work and her clients, just things that Erika could care less about. As much as she loved her mother, her mother always seemed too wrapped up in her work.

As her mother continued on, Erika allowed her foot to brush against her father's bulge. She could feel the hardness and that excited her.
 
Their food arrived and they began to eat, with Jacob talking and flirting back and forth with Miranda. They tried to bring Erika into the conversations but it seemed she didn't have much interest in the conversation tonight. As they were finishing their meal, Miranda pushed her seat back and stood up, and said "Excuse me hon, I've got to go freshen up."

But what really surprised Jacob was that after she had stood up, the foot in his lap was still there. And even after she walked away from the table, it was still there, pressing against his hard cock. He looked at Erika, and asked her very quietly, "Erika. What are you doing?" though he made no motion to move her foot off of his bulge.
 
Erika had wondered how angry her father would be because certainly that wasn't her intention. She watched her mother walk away. She loved her mother dearly but she was quite plain. She had watched the way her mother and father had flirted back and forth and her mother's game was quite weak at best.

She dragged her tongue across her lip softly, her foot still resting against her father's lap. She could tell he wasn't too mad since he hadn't moved her soft foot from where it was angled.

"What ever do you mean?" She smirked, a little devilishly.
 
Jacob watched the way her tongue moved over her lip and felt his cock swell just the tiniest bit more against Erika's foot. His cock didn't care that this was his own daughter who was teasing him, it only knew that it felt good and it wanted more.

He tried shifting in his seat so her foot wasn't quite so firmly pressed against him, but that just made her foot rub up against him more, sending his lust higher. "You know exactly what I mean," he said. Part of him knew that he should stop this right now before it went any further. But the other part him wanted to know just how far she would go. How far he would go.

"How long have you felt this way?" he asked.
 
She didn't know how tonight would turn out. She figured either one of two things would happen: 1. her father would be so angry with her that he'd tell her mother about her behavior or 2. this would turn into a very naughty secret between them. And she was hoping for number two and the way things were happening while her mother was away from the table, Erika was pretty sure number 2 would be happening.

She could feel her father's hardness harder than ever and that aroused her even further. She knew was a sexy girl, well woman....she wasn't a girl anymore. And hell, she was even more developed than her mother. Erika adored her mother but her mother was a bit plain. Okay, very plain given how flat chested she was.

"I heard you fucking mom the other night." She said quietly so that only her father would hear her. "And it was so hot." She whispered. She felt her cheeks flush. She couldn't believe she just admitted that to her own father but it was true. It was so hot.
 
Jacob thought back. Right about when Erika'a behavior had started changing, he and Miranda had rearranged their bedroom. He realized that the wall that they had put their bed against was just on the other side of Erika's bed. And he knew that his wife could be loud sometimes when they had sex, and she loved to talk dirty when they did. Putting the pieces of the puzzle together, it began to make sense to him.

"The miniskirts, the low-cut tops, the booty shorts, the stockings...that was all because of me?" he asked, still not pushing her foot away.
 
This was SO embarrassing. She couldn't believe she had finally admitted these things out loud. Her father was surely going to think she was some sort of freak if he didn't already. In the back of her head she couldn't help but think of the nights where she heard her parents fucking. Her mother practically was begging for it and her father obliged. For a man who was older, her father kept in shape.

She continued to rest her foot against his bulge underneath the table, noticing that her father hadn't moved it away. She bit her lip, knowing she had been wearing very provocative outfits as of late. Low cut blouses, short skirts. And not even that had captured her father's attention but her actions tonight sure did.

She bit her lip softly and simply nodded, giving her father the answer he had asked.
 
For long couple of seconds, he didn't say or do anything but his mind and heart were both racing. He wasn't entirely sure how to react.

His hand went down to Erika's foot, grasping it lightly. He knew that he should pushing it away, but instead, his hand moved down her ankle and calf, caressing her long, smooth legs. When he thought the foot had belonged to his wife, he had been confident and flirtatious, but now his hand was a little unsure, as if he were a teenager in the back of a movie theater again.

Just as suddenly as she had left, his wife reappeared at the table, back from the restroom and his hand immediately dropped away from Erika's leg. "I took care of the check," she said. "You two ready to go?" Jacob put on his best smile and stood up, holding his coat in front of him to hide the massive bulge in his pants.

Miranda had obviously had a little too much to drink and she went to the backseat to lie down. Before they had even left the parking lot, Jacob could hear the slow steady breathing that signaled she had fallen asleep.

As he drove on with Erika in the passenger seat beside him, he could feel his cock growing hard again in his pants, forming a bulge as lustful thoughts of his daughter began to form in his mind.
 
Erika couldn't believe what she had admitted to her father. It felt good to finally say it out loud but she couldn't believe he now knew. She prayed that he wouldn't tell her mother. Erika was pretty sure if her mother ever knew, she'd lock Erika up in her room until she moved away for college.

As Erika rested her foot against her father's bulge, she felt him reach under the table and begin to caress her foot and calf. She was always super sensitive on her feet and legs but the touch was so nice that she almost moaned right there.

Once her mother paid for the dinner, the three of them went off to the car. Erika's mother was asleep in a matter of moments in the back seat. Erika was quiet the majority of the ride home, probably due to the fact that her womanhood was just aching with want, need...so much. She felt like her body was on fire. She knew she was certainly going to hell now for lusting after her father.

Once we pulled up in the driveway, she grabbed her purse and darted upstairs for her bedroom, quickly locking the door behind her. Her heart was racing. In the back of her mind, the sounds of her parents fucking from the other night continued to excite her.
 
Before he could say a word, Erika had bolted out of the car and into the house. Jacob sighed and helped his wife out of the car and into their bedroom. She was half-awake and helped him get her out of the dress she was in before she fell into the bed. As he put a blanket over her, she kissed him and murmured, "Thank you," before falling asleep again.

He sat on the other side of the bed, kicking off his shoes and taking off his tie and belt, thinking about what he had just learned tonight.

Before he knew what was happening, his feet were carrying him up the stairs, until he was just outside of Erika's room, facing her door. He wondered if he should knock or just forget the whole thing had ever happened. Pacing back and forth, he found himself wondering if Erika had touched herself listening to him and his wife on the other side of the wall. He wondered what her pussy looked like...what it felt like...what it tasted like...

He tried to shake the thoughts, but he couldn't, and his hand lightly knocked on Erika's door.
 
Erika was now kicking herself in the ass. She couldn't believe that she admitted to her father that hearing her parents fuck turned her on. It sounded so twisted but it turned her on. The way her mother begged to be fucked and the way her father happily obliged. Just thinking about it was turning her on.

She had to pull herself together. If she kept acting so weird her mother would catch on and that was the last possible thing she wanted. She heard a knock on the door and she cursed underneath her breath. At this point she just wanted to be left alone. She had been embarrassed enough tonight.

"Hold on a sec." She called out, needing to compose herself before she opened the door. She told herself she had to get it together.

She unlocked the door and opened it, finding her father on the other side. She was in for it now. She figured her father was probably livid at her for what she confessed tonight over dinner.
 
When she opened the door, Jacob saw that she was still wearing the tiny jean skirt and tight top that she had worn to dinner that night. But now, knowing that she wasn't wearing it to act out, or for some boy at school, but specifically to tantalize him, Jacob found himself looking a little longer than he should have been.

He stepped into her room and softly closed the door behind him. He tried to find words to say, but instead, took another step closer to Erika, until their bodies were almost touching. His hands reached out and lightly rested on her hips. He slowly leaned forward, turning his head to softly kiss Erika, waiting for her to pull away, to push him away, to slap him, or just possibly...to pull him closer.
 
She was ready for her father to yell at her, tell her how twisted she was. How it was so wrong for her to be turned on. But she was surprised when he came in, shutting the door, and he didn't seem angry....not even a little bit. Erika knew she had a smoking hot body. She wasn't flat chested like her mother. Hell, Erika knew she could probably lose about 15 pounds but she liked how the extra weight made her hips wider and her ass that much more full.

Erika knew her father was about to kiss her. She knew she should kick him out of her bedroom right now, tell him he was twisted and that he needed to get out at this very moment but she did neither of those things. Instead she took a step closer, her eyes dead locked on his, almost daring him.

Daring him to do something that was completely wrong.
 
Convinced that she wasn't going to push him away and call him sick, his lips finally pressed against hers in a kiss, finding her lips soft and inviting. Her body was against his and Jacob could feel the way her breasts, so much larger and more womanly than her mother's, softly squeezed against his chest.

His hands slid down Erika's hips and reached under her denim miniskirt to cup and squeeze her round and perky ass. As their bodies pressed together, the kiss grew deeper, and Jacob's tongue moved past their parted lips to dart into Erika's mouth. His cock was hard and he could feel the way it throbbed, trapped between their bodies as they embraced and he was sure that Erika could feel it too.
 
She knew she had dared him to kiss her but she didn't think he'd actually go through with it. Holy fuck. She knew this was so twisted but that's what made it incredibly hot. She had always been a little self conscious of her body given that she could stand to lose a few pounds here and there. But she felt her father grabbing at her round, soft ass. She pressed her soft yet large breasts against his dress shirt, the one he had wore to dinner.

She couldn't believe her father was kissing her like this and she wasn't stopping him. She knew she probably should. She knew she should tell him to get out of her bedroom but no words would even come. Instead, she let her tongue play with his inside his mouth. For a man who was older, her father still had an attractive body. She knew he worked out at the gym on occasion.

She felt his manhood, hard as a rock, pressing against her. Had she done that? She was pretty sure she had.
 
He pushed her top up, momentarily breaking their kiss as he pulled the top off of her head and tossed it to the floor. He kissed down her neck and he undid Erika's bra, pulling that away and letting it fall to the floor as well, revealing her large, soft breasts. His hands moved to her chest, playing with them, as he licked and sucked on her nipples. After years of having to be satisfied with his wife's small rack, it felt incredible to touch and play with Erika's breasts.

His cock was aching to be touched and his hips rocked back and forth, grinding against the front of Erika's underwear beneath her denim skirt. "Please, take it out. I want you to." he whispered to her as hot kisses trailed up and down her neck.
 
She didn't think either of them would be daring enough to do this. She watched her own father waste no time and getting off her shirt and then her blouse. It was pretty hot watching him want her large breasts. Before she could even say a word, she watched her father put his mouth all over her breasts. She had to admit she was a little insecure, given that she had a large rack, a large ass.

She felt his kisses down her neck, hot kisses. It was as if they were lovers for Christ sake. And the way he almost pleaded with her to take out his already hard cock. How could she say no. She was going to hell for this. She was surprised that she had been able to make him so hard.

She unbuckled his belt, flipping it opened. She unbuttoned his dress pants, sliding down the zipper. She reached for his hard cock, it now poked out of the flap in his boxers.

He was so hard. For her.
 
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