Alanna’s Lust

Part 1
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I blew out all fifteen candles on my birthday cake.
Smoke was still drifting upward as my dad pulled the
candles out of the frosting. He sliced a piece of cake
for me.

“Happy birthday, Alanna.”

“Thanks for all the presents, Dad.”

His eyes drifted down to my breasts as he was talking.
He’d started doing that a few months ago. I figured it
was normal for a man. I took it as a compliment.

I didn’t have any memory of my mom, as she had left us
when I was a baby. It had always been just dad and me.
He had dated a few women, but those relationships never
lasted. He always came back to me.

The next morning we ate breakfast together, as we
always do before I go to school. When it was time for
me to catch the bus, dad would give me a hug at the
front door. Now that I was growing up our hugs were
becoming more affectionate.

I started feeling a bump in his pants during our hugs.
It was almost imperceptible at first, but it became
unmistakable – my dad was rubbing himself between my
legs. I didn’t move away. Instead, I imagined that I
was my dad’s lover. A shiver ran down my spine.

I wondered if other girls were doing things like that
with their dads. I didn’t dare ask. I sat in class
daydreaming about my dad holding me.

* * *

I awoke the next morning before school with clever
idea. I left the house to catch the school bus as
usual. I walked down the street and around the corner.
I stopped there instead of continuing on to the bus
stop. I waited until I heard the sound of the bus
leaving in the distance.

I went back home and yelled when I opened the door.
“Dad, I missed the bus.” He yelled back from his
bedroom.

“What, how did that happen? I’ll drive you to school. I
don’t want you to be late.”

We locked up the house and got in the car. My dad
looked handsome wearing a business suit and tie. Once
we’d gotten out of our neighborhood I unfastened my
seat belt and slid over next to him.

“Alanna, what are you doing?”

“Thank you for driving me to school.” I put my hand on
my dad’s leg.

“Alanna, sit back where you belong and put on your seat
belt.” I moved my hand up my dad’s leg and found the
coiled serpent under his expensive slacks. It sprang to
life under my gentle touch.

“It’s not very far to school. I want to sit next to
you.”

I blatantly rubbed my dad’s cock. It stretched down his
pant leg and became stiff. I could feel the ridge
around the swollen bulb. His face was red and he looked
around nervously. The car swerved over the centerline
and I grabbed the steering wheel.

“What’s gotten into you Alanna?”

“I like being close to you.”

My dad turned his head as we went around a corner. I
took the opportunity to pull up my skirt and move my
panty to expose my pussy lips. When my dad saw my pussy
the car swerved again.

“Now Dad, you have to keep your eyes on the road.”

I took my dad’s right hand and put it between my legs.
He knew just want to do. He put one finger on each side
of my protruding pussy lips and massaged my swollen
flower. It felt so good. I was sure my cunt juice was
getting onto my dad’s fingers.

We made small talk as we drove, pretending as if there
was nothing unusual happening. My dad’s cock became
extremely hard and I worried that I might be hurting
him. I watched as his middle finger parted my cunt lips
and then disappeared inside me.

We pulled up to my school and found an empty parking
space. Classes had already started and nobody was
around. My dad was breathing hard. His finger rubbing
inside my cunt was driving me crazy. His eyes looked
wild as I squeezed his cock.

His hand tightened on my pussy and I felt a shudder in
his body. His cock pressed up like it wanted to bust
through the leg of his slacks. My fingers felt a lump
of something move rapidly up the bottom of his shaft.
My dad moaned and thrust his hips upward. I felt his
cock pulsing and then a wet spot, as big as my hand,
appeared on his pant leg, My dad had an orgasm in his
pants in the school parking lot. This was great.

“Thank you for driving me to school.” My dad slowly
withdrew his finger from my pussy. I hated to see it
go. I adjusted my panty and pulled down my skirt.

“Alanna, I love you more than anything in this world,
but we have to stop doing this. It’s not right.”

I rubbed the wet area of his pant leg. There was so
much sperm in there that I was able to squeeze a little
through the fabric and onto my fingers. I touched a
spermy finger to my lips.

“Dad, you’ve made quite a mess. Now go home and change
your pants.” He took a deep breath and looked out the
front window. I stood up outside the car and looked in
the door.

“Dad, I’ll be thinking about you all day.” He smiled at
me.

“I’ll be thinking about you too.”

My plan had worked beautifully. I was beginning to
sense that I had some power over my dad. Now I had to
find a way to completely ensnare him. I wanted him to
be as obsessed with me, as I was with him.

* * *

Later that night, alone in my room, a cloud of arousal
lingered over me. I put on a nighty and walked out to
the living room. I’d left my history book near my dad’s
chair. I picked up the book from the table and stood in
front of my dad in silence. He looked up at me from the
book he was reading.

My nipples made obvious peaks under the nighty. My
dad’s eyes widened. The bulge in his slacks looked like
a circus tent. I took the book from his hand and sat
down on his lap.

I kissed him on the cheek. “Dad, let’s spend some time
together this weekend.” I wiggled my bottom on his lap.

“I’d like that Alanna, just you and me.” His hand was
underneath the nighty, on my waist.

I stood up, yawned and stretched. His eyes hovered
between my legs. I looked over my shoulder as I walked
away – he was looking at my bottom.

I went back to my room, lay down on my bed, and waited
for the sound of my dad’s footsteps in the hall. When I
heard him coming I called out.

“Dad, would you come in her for a moment?” He entered
my room and sat down next to me on the bed.

“What do you want?”

“I’d like a kiss goodnight. You stopped doing that a
couple years ago.”

“I thought you’d outgrown that kind of thing.”

He leaned down and gave me a peck on the lips. He
looked at my breasts – my nipples had become hard for
him.

“I haven’t outgrown it, if fact, now that I’m older I’d
like a little more of a kiss.”

“I sat up and put my hand on the back of his neck. I
kissed him with an open mouth, like I would a
boyfriend. I lay back down on the pillow. “Now would
you please kiss me again? “

I moved my knee to the side, opening my legs. He took a
deep breath, exhaled and leaned down to kiss me.

Our lips joined together. He put his hand on my breast
and squeezed for a moment, before breaking off the kiss
and sitting up. I pulled him back. He was breathing
hard.

My dad’s tongue delved into my mouth. Our lips were
wet. I felt a sensation between my legs – my dad was
softly stroking my pussy. My juices flowed.

“I love you daddy.” I could see the lust in his eyes,
but there was something else too – I think it was fear.

“I love you too Alanna. You’re a good girl, but we have
to stop this.” My dad stood up and walked across the
room. He looked back at me before closing the door to
my bedroom.

I had aroused him, and he had aroused me. He was trying
to resist – but I couldn’t stop. I was like a car with
a powerful engine and no brakes.

I looked between my legs. There was a dark spot where
my juice had soaked through the panty – marking where
he’d touched me.