Message-ID: <15605eli$9809250527@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: "terry schulz" Subject: REPOST:"At His Daughter's Mercy"PART SIX(M/f;teen;incest) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980924203348.17794.qmail@hotmail.com> "At His Daughter's Mercy" PART SIX: Mf; teen; inc; cons by Schulzie For what seemed like an eternity - though it had only been a few minutes - 14 year old Dana sat on the bathroom floor, eyes locked on her naked father who was leaning helplessly against the wall of the shower. Her father, Jim Sykes - a widower for almost 12 years - looked back at his nearly naked daughter. He was in shock, almost paralyzed, slowly realizing the terrible thing he had just done. He had just finished spraying a huge load of cum all over her little angelic face. Out of the goodness of her sweet heart, Dana had volunteered to help him wash himself since he was unable to care for himself with casts around both wrists. He was sure she had offered to assist him out of a sense of duty since in his helpless condition, and with no other person available to provide for his immediate needs, his daughter felt compelled to wash him. How embarrassed she must be, he thought, first having to see him standing there nude before her eyes, then to witness his cock hardening before her virgin eyes, only to be degraded by being doused with his hot, steamy white cum as it exploded out of his cock, twice hitting her unprepared face, with several smaller shots landing on her shoulder and breast. What must she think of me, he thought shamefully to himself. She was trying so hard to help him clean himself. Her concentrated efforts to wash him - all of him - ended up with him hosing her with his semen. Instead of rewarding her, he thought, he had punished her with the vile display of animal behavior. What Jim didn't know was that Dana did get her reward. Though she was not expecting quite the forceful drenching she felt as his semen hit her square in the face, she had given her Daddy pleasure by stroking his penis, making it hard, and causing him to have an orgasm resulting in her entire face being covered in his warm, male juice. Some of his semen had begun to drip down her cheek, but the thickest of it clung in tiny ropes off her chin and nose. She never dreamed she could take such enjoyment in wearing her Daddy's bodily fluid. The idea of a man - any man - spraying her with semen would have grossed her out just the day before. But now she sat, collapsed on the floor of the bathroom, reveling in the creamy, white semen that had been released from her father's penis as her hands and fingers brought him to orgasm. Now she looked down at the rest of herself. Her baby doll pajamas, totally wet from the spray of the shower, clung to her body. There was not one inch of her young, nubile body that could not be seen through the wet, transparent material. Her budding breasts, with their stiff wet nipples sticking out through her thin pajama top, could be seen very clearly. These were no longer the tiny titties of a child; they were the rapidly blossoming breasts of a young woman. Surely, she reckoned, her Daddy must have seen them as he finally opened his eyes to look at her. And did he look farther down her body, she wondered. Did he look at her bottoms which were equally wet and clingy like her top? Could he see her soaked crotch through the soppy-wet material of her bottoms? Dana could tell that her vaginal lips were puffed out through the crotch of the bottoms, the result of the unbelievable excitement she felt as she had toyed with her father's firm butt and played with his huge balls and massive penis. She wanted so much to know if her father could see her triangle of brown hair covering her young, virginal private parts. Can he see it now? Does he see my swollen labia through the bottoms? Does he know how excited I am? Just by glancing quickly at herself, she wondered how he could possibly miss what she had below. God, she thought, it looks like I'm hiding a yoyo down there. The wetness of the material, the tightness of the crotch seam, and her visible excitement had caused her already engorged labia to push out the crotch of the bottoms. Dana wanted to excite her Daddy. She wanted him to make love to her. Jim was too involved with his humiliation, guilt and shame to notice the obvious animal lust his sweet, young daughter was exuding. Part of him was almost too ashamed to look at her, yet he did look, as though to punish himself for losing control, by allowing himself to use the stroking of his young teenaged daughter's hand on his cock to bring him to orgasm. He had used his own daughter to satisfy his own urges. What Jim would never dream of telling her was that for years he had deprived himself of sex with a woman. God knows he loved sex. But he avoided casual sex with women, though he had opportunities, because at first he did not want to soil the memory of his deceased wife, Dana's mother. Later, he began to feel that a casual sexual relationship would make him feel cheap. He also avoided serious relationships with women because he could never find someone for whom he cared as much as he had for his late wife. More importantly, he never found the woman he wanted to become Dana's stepmother. In his eyes, no woman was good enough. And so, he denied himself. For sure, he relieved himself of sexual frustration and tension by his own hand. He jerked off regularly, sometimes as often as three or four times a night. He still had a healthy sexual appetite, and a very active fantasy life. But deep down inside, Jim longed to hold and be held by another woman. He dreamed of having a lover share his bed with him, someone he could please and be pleased by. He had forgotten what it felt like to have a woman's hand lovingly stroke his cock. For a few short moments in the shower, Jim had been taken back in his mind to earlier times when his wife was still alive. The sensations of the joy of having his cock fondled by a hand other than his own brought to his mind images of a young married couple; kissing, touching, caressing, exploring each other's bodies, pleasing each other in every way possible, and leading to their bodies joining, his cock in her pussy, thrusting in and out, building in tempo until finally they both found their release as wave after wave of mutual orgasms took them higher and higher and higher... These thoughts had come back to Jim until he realized that the flashback was caused by the gentle hand of his daughter as her fingers were wrapped around the circumference of his swollen cock, stroking him faster and faster until he was beyond self-control. And then he did the foul deed; he shot his seed on his daughter's face, painting her adorable, young-girl features with his jism. He tried to regain some composure as he attempted to set himself up straight in the bathtub. Then the horrible sight of what he had done struck him. He saw her cum-covered face before him, the reminder of the vile, awful act he had just committed. And then...he saw the rest of her. Looking down at his daughter seated spread-legged on the floor, Jim could see her young, teenaged body, barely covered by the flimsy wet pajamas she had worn while she scrubbed his naked body all over. He could see the developing fullness of her creamy white breasts. They are so beautiful, he thought to himself. Not quite as full as an adult woman's breasts, but beautiful nonetheless. He could see the erect little nubs, pointing out at him through the top of her soaked pajamas. He began to look lower when a terrible realization occurred to him. It was the sight of her near nude body that had caused his increasing excitement to come to a head, and brought him to that tremendous orgasm he had experienced only moments ago. It was not just her stroking his fully erect cock that made him come, it was the vision of her young, virgin body - virtually nude before his eyes - that completed the rising excitement he felt, and resulted in the tremendous blasts of cum to shoot onto the forehead, nose, cheeks and chin of his own daughter. The pleasure of seeing her practically nude, kneeling before him, rubbing his erect dick with such tender, loving care made him cum. He now knew, however shameful the truth might be: his sweet, innocent daughter's teenaged body turned him on. With that thought, Jim began to slip back against the shower wall, and he began to slip into the tub itself, being unable to steady himself with his injured arms handicapped by the casts and the plastic covering surrounding them. Dana saw immediately that her father was about to slip down into the tub, water still running from the showerhead, and she was afraid he would only do further injury to himself he if slipped all the way. She jumped up and reached out to grab him before he slipped any more. Though she was small in comparison to him, she was strong enough to hold him up and keep him from sinking, allowing him to gain his balance and stand completely on his own. But in doing so, two things happened. He found himself being held by Dana, her arms around him, her body pressed into his. He could feel her teen breasts pushing into his chest. He felt her breathing in and out, and he thought he could detect the beating of her heart against him. He felt the warmth of her body as she held his naked body. But he also felt something else. His cheek had brushed against hers as he struggled to stand up. He felt something warm and sticky on his cheek and he realized that he had just wiped some of the cum off her face and on to his. Reality returned quickly. Standing by himself now, he quickly and carefully stepped out of the tub with Dana's help. He reached out for a towel from the towel rack as Dana leaned over to turn off the shower. He brought the towel to her face, began wiping the horrible evidence of his awful deed, apologizing profusely as he did. "Oh, God. Dana, honey. Daddy is so sorry. I can't believe I did this to you. You're my little girl. I'm so horrible. Please forgive me. Oh, God, I feel so awful. I didn't mean for this to happen...", Jim blabbered over and over and over, as he wiped the remaining cum from his daughter's face. Dana could take no more of her Daddy's unnecessary begging for forgiveness. She took the towel from her father, grabbed him by the arms, looked him in the eyes, and said, sharply, "Daddy!" He continued with his uncontrollable pleas for forgiveness. Again, this time more emphatically, "Daddy! Stop!" They both froze. They looked at each other, neither speaking for a few seconds. Then Dana broke the silence. "It's alright, Daddy." Then, more slowly, "Its...alright!" "No! It's not alright!", Jim offered in return. "What I did to you was unexcusable. I used you, sweetie. I took advantage of..." Again, Dana stopped him. "Daddy. It's okay. What happened was natural. You couldn't help it. It's my fault just as much as yours." "Your fault? No way was it your fault, I let you do what you did. Daddy knew something like this might happen, and I let you go ahead and...". Jim replied. That is until Dana put her finger to his lips to hush him. "Daddy...I knew it might happen, too." Jim looked at her in disbelief. At first he couldn't speak. He just looked at her, not being sure he heard her right. "You...knew ?? What do you mean 'you knew it might happen'? How did you know it might happen?", he asked incredulously. "You're only 14!" "Daddy!?", she asked, almost insulted, "I'm not a child anymore. I've learned a little about sex. You know? School? Sex ed? I know a little bit about sex and men. I'm not a little girl anymore!" "Now wait right there, young lady!", Jim countered. "You're still my little girl. And fathers aren't supposed to do that with their daughters. What I did was to allow you to jer...that is, I let you...masturbate me...and I let you make me...uh...climax. That's wrong, Dana. As your father, I should never have let that happen!" Dana looked into her father's eyes. She could tell that part of him was angry about what had just happened here in the bathroom. She could also tell that he was dealing with embarrassment from having been brought to orgasm by his own daughter. But there was a new look on his face she had never seen before. As much as he seemed shocked or humiliated by the whole experience, there was also a sense of relief on his face. A look that suggested that part of him needed what she had done for him. A look that said that somewhere deep inside, he had this urgent need to release a lot of pent-up frustration and stress. Perhaps all that semen that her Daddy had unloaded on her was a way for him to release the tension he felt inside. The tension of work, of being a single parent, maybe even of being without a woman for so long. She knew her father dated from time-to- time, but he never came home late, never brought a woman over to spend the night at their house, and never spent the night elsewhere. Maybe sex was just what he needed at this point in his life. And in spite of all his protestations, maybe he would come to see that the answer to all his stress and frustration and loneliness was standing right in front of him. Maybe with a little more time and persuasion from her, she could make him see that she was the best thing for him. She knew she had pleased him with her hands only moments before. Surely she could find other ways to bring him the pleasure he needed so badly. Dana, very quietly, very firmly, very maturely, said to Jim, "Daddy. What happened was the natural result of being touched in a area that is sensitive. I knew that if I touched you there", now pointing to his crotch, "on your penis...and your...testicles, you might get an erection. It didn't bother me, Daddy. I wasn't shocked." She paused, knowing that what she was about to say had to be clear to her father. "And...if it happens again, we'll deal with it." Jim just looked at her in utter disbelief. "If it happens again?? Oh, no. It will not happen again. I will not allow you to be put in that position again. It shouldn't even have happen this time. You are just barely a teenager and I am your father. And I say, it will not happen again!" Without missing a beat, Dana replied, "Daddy, you know I love you with all my heart. You know I have never disobeyed you. But I WILL continue helping you. I will help you eat. I will help you get dressed. And I WILL help you get washed! As long as you can't do things for yourself..." This time she paused longer, for effect, letting what she was about to tell him sink in, "...I will do anything and EVERYTHING you need done for you." Then she punctuated her declaration. "EVERYTHING!" The eye contact between father and daughter was long and intense. They seemed to stare into each other's eyes for the longest time. It was as though they were engaged in a game of "chicken"; neither one was about to be the first to blink. For Dana, she intended to make her meaning clear. She wanted her Daddy to know that whatever he needed - whatEVER he needed - she would provide for him. She was letting him know that if the same thing happened again - if she found herself facing his erect penis - she would take care of it for him. She would do whatever it might take to please him, to help him release his semen again. She was NOT going to back down. For Jim's part, he was determined to maintain control over this situation. He was the adult. He was her father. Allowing this to happen once was bad enough. He was not expecting things to happen quite the way they did. When things began to get out of hand, he lost control and permitted himself to use his daughter for an act which deep inside he knew he needed. He couldn't resist the temptation of letting her jerk him off. He hadn't intended for his load to splatter all over her face. But he knew now that once she had brought his cock to a full hard-on, he let it proceed. He let her finish him off with her gentle, yet firm strokes on his erect cock. Then he remembered what really set him off. He recalled that he did begin to stop her before he came, but the sight of her kneeling submissively before her, giving his cock such loving treatment, all the time exposed in those wet, see-through pajamas pushed him beyond his self-control, caused him to give in and let it happen. Whether he liked it or not, he HAD let her stroke him to orgasm. And he enjoyed it. And now he knew. It was going to happen again against his better judgment. He suddenly became aware of his current predicament. As he thought about what Dana had just said to him, he realized that he had dropped the eye contact with her. He found himself staring at her body, barely hidden by the still-wet clothing. He was close enough to clearly see all of her. Her pert breasts, her flat tummy, her broadening hips, and her pussy. Her young, tender, virgin pussy. His inspection of her, standing so close - close enough to touch if he dared - made him aware of his own total nudity. Worse, once again he could feel the beginning of another erection. Only this time, it was not because she had been touching him, it was because he had been looking at her, thinking about her, and beginning to wonder: what if? His cock was really beginning to harden now, the best he could do to hide it from Dana was to turn around. "We'll discuss this later", he said, "but I think it's time to get dressed. Can you help me with my robe, please?" Dana hadn't missed seeing his penis begin to get hard again. And she hadn't even touch it. It just started getting long and hard again on it's own.. Why, she wondered. Was she just imagining things or could it be true that he was turned on as much as she was? She asked him to hold his arms out so she could remove the plastic bags she had used to protect his casts from the water. Then she grabbed his robe and started to help him get his arms in the sleeves. When she got both arms in to the point where he could finish by himself, she started to move in front of him so she could tie the sash. Only he kept turning away from her. Again she tried, and again he turned away. After trying and failing one more time, she swiftly went around the other way and said, "Daddy. Stop and let me tie you robe for you." This time she did manage to get in front and grabbed his robe, only to discover his problem. His penis was fully erect, standing straight out in front of him again, just as it had when he was in the shower. This time she would have no excuse to touch it, so she quickly closed the robe and tied the sash to hold it close. That didn't stop his penis from pushing out the front of his robe. Before he turned to leave the bathroom, Dana noticed something interesting about his penis. At the very tip of it, she could see a drop of clear liquid clinging to the head of his penis, right at the hole where urine and semen came out. That's curious, she thought. I wonder what that is, she wanted to know. They left their previous discussion unfinished as Jim crawled on top of the covers on his bed. Dana told him that she was going to fix him some dinner and bring him his pain medicine since it was almost time for another dose. Her father asked her to bring two pills this time since the pain he was feeling was worse than before. "Are you sure, Daddy? Is that safe?" "It'll be fine, sweetie." Dana went downstairs to the kitchen and began to look at what was available to fix for dinner. As she looked in the pantry, the phone rang. "Hello? "Hi Dana! This is Mrs. Haven, Judith's Mom. "Oh hi, Mrs. Haven. How are you? "Just fine. Listen. Is your Dad there?" "Yeah, he is. But he's resting right now. He got into a bit of a skiing accident last night, and he's still in some pain." "Oh dear, nothing too serious I hope." "Just a few broken bones", said Dana, minimizing the situation. "Well, Dana, do you think I could talk to him anyway if he's awake. I won't keep him long. I just need to ask him a favor. I think you might like the idea." "Hold on. I'll see if he's awake." And with that, Dana went up to her father's bedroom. "Daddy? Are you still awake?" "Yes, honey. Is there something wrong? I thought I heard the phone ring." "Judith's mom? Mrs. Haven's on the phone. She wants to ask you something." "Okay," he said. "Could you put the call on the speakerphone for me? Jim and Mrs. Haven exchanged pleasantries for a minute, they talked about his accident, and then she got to the point. "Dr. Haven and I have an unexpected opportunity to go away for the weekend to a private lodge in the mountains, and since we rarely get a chance to go away alone, I was wondering if Judith could stay with you and Dana for the weekend. But with you being hurt and all, if it's too much, I'll try to find someone else to watch her. But you know how 14 year olds are; they don't like the idea of a babysitter." Dana had been listening to the conversation. Judith was one of her best friends, maybe her very best friend. Yet, she had mixed feelings about having Judith over for the weekend. That would mean she wouldn't be able to take care of her father the way she wanted to "take care" of him. On the other hand, though Judith was just as much a virgin as she was, Judith seemed to know so much more about sex. Dana just assumed that being the daughter of a doctor, Judith just had more access to information about sex than the average teenager. Maybe she could get Judith to answer some of the questions she had formulated about sex today. Jim was hopeful that Dana would agree, as this would take some of the pressure off him of a repeat performance of what had occurred in the shower. There was no way, he thought, that Dana would try again to give him such an intimate shower with one of her friends in the house. "Well, is that alright with you?", Jim asked Dana. Even if Dana wanted to say no, there was no way she could with the conversation taking place over the speakerphone. "That would be cool." "Dana would love to have Judith over.", said Jim. "Oh, great! Is it okay if we drop her off about 7:30?" "Sure, we'll be here. I may be upstairs asleep. But I think the girls can entertain themselves." Dana began thinking to herself as her father and Judith's mother finished up their conversation. Even with Judith here, she still had to take care of her Daddy. She would still have to feed him and help him take a shower. What would Judith think if she knew that she was helping her father in the shower? Would she think it was weird that she had seen her father naked? There was no way she was going to tell Judith about seeing her father with an erection. And certainly she would never confess to having played with her Daddy's penis and giving him an orgasm. This was something Judith might think was gross or sick. She would have to keep it a secret, even from her best friend. Yet, she knew that Judith might have answers about the questions running through her mind. Questions about sex and men and penises. She'd have to be careful about how she asked those questions to avoid arousing any suspicion. 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