Almadelia’s night out

AlmaDelia.
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Part I
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I’m not sure what woke me the first time but when I heard the doorbell I figured that must have been it. Checking the clock I saw the dial flip to 3:03 am. I immediately figured some emergency must have taken place and threw on a bathrobe over my naked body. Checking out the windows on my way through the house to the front door I didn’t see any signs of fire or Armageddon so I began to worry about my wife. A nursing supervisor, she was covering the night shift for a few weeks while a nurse was out on maternity leave. Looking out the window next to the door as I fumbled for the lock, I didn’t see any emergency vehicles or people on the stoop so I started to really wonder what was going on as my sleep fogged brain started to clear. Opening the door and stepping out I almost tripped over a crumpled form lying in a corner. I switched on the porch light to finally recognize my 14 year old daughter Almadelia.

Thinking she must be hurt I leaned down for a quick examination. The overwhelming smell of alcohol confirmed my next suspicions, she was passed out drunk. The entire scenario suddenly snapped into focus. My daughter had gotten too drunk to make it home and someone had dumped her on the steps before ringing the doorbell and leaving. Either that or she was too drunk to open the door and had rung the doorbell herself before sitting down and passing out.

Almadelia was still getting used to being able to go out drinking with her friends. She often came stumbling in after midnight, but this was the first time she had been completely unable to open the door. I quickly checked the street for her friends but not seeing anything out of the ordinary I just picked up Almadelia’s small body and carried her inside closing the door behind us.

Gently lowering my daughter onto her bed I stepped back and flipped on the bedroom light. My bathrobe had come untied while negotiating Almadelia’s dead weight through the house so I quickly retied it before she inadvertently woke up and saw my nakedness. Figuring I should tuck her in I moved back to the bed and started working the buckles on Almadelia’s high heeled shoes. As I lifted her legs and turned her feet this way and that to get at the buckles I couldn’t help but notice the hem of the small party dress was beginning to ride up my daughter’s thighs. I discreetly checked Almadelia’s state confirming she was still dead to the world before gently moving her legs slightly farther apart and lifting the one I was holding higher. As I had hoped the hem moved further up her shapely thigh. I continued manipulating Almadelia’s legs gently until it became obvious I couldn’t explain her condition if she suddenly woke.

Not ready to give up on seeing my daughter’s panties, but worried about getting caught in an unexplainable situation I decided a new plan was called for. “Almadelia?” I called softly with no response. “Almadelia.” I called more forcefully moving to stand beside her chest and leaning over her still form. “Almadelia wake up!!” I practically shouted still receiving no more response than the gentle rise and fall of her chest as she slept off the effects of way too much alcohol. Thinking more experimentation was needed before I could safely lift her skirt I gently reached out and touched Almadelia’s shoulder giving it a small shake. Receiving no response I shook her harder until my daughter’s head rolled to one side. Gleefully I decided she was out for the foreseeable future so I reached over and gently fondled her firm breasts watching her face carefully. Nothing, nada, zip, no response what so ever except for her gentle breathing and my rapidly hardening cock.

Too many thoughts to properly catalogue ran through my mind as I looked down at this young nubile body below me. So defenseless yet so dangerous if she suddenly woke and I was doing something naughty. Finally settling on an explainable course of action, just in case I got caught, I decided to get Almadelia undressed for bed. Before I lost my nerve I opened my robe and softly slid my hard dick down my daughter’s unconscious face from the forehead to her soft slightly open lips revealing in the electric jolts of ecstasy from doing something so taboo.